Cao Qiudao's face was as cold as ice and snow, and he was not moved in the slightest. He spotted the momentum and dodged sideways. The spear stabbed him in the right side of the neck by a fraction of a second, but it didn't even hurt his oily skin. After missing a shot, Chen Sheng immediately retracted his arms and pulled back the spear, and in the blink of an eye, he had completed the preparation of accumulating strength. The second shot that stabbed again seemed to have no gap with the previous first shot. The point taken is the heart on Cao Qiudao's chest.

The sword master sneered, raised his sword diagonally and arced diagonally, slashing at the barrel of the gun from the side. When the lightning and stone fire, the guns and swords intersected, and there was no sound. Chen Shengdan felt that as soon as the gun in his hand landed on the sword, he was immediately taken crookedly. Under the traction of the sword, the barrel of the gun completely deviated from its intended trajectory, passed the side of the sword master, and slammed into the bluestone slab on the ground of the stargazing platform with a "pop~", marking a deep pit. Chen Sheng was stunned and blurted out: "Strength? ”

Yes, it's Huajin. Three days ago, for the first time in the hall of Huan Gongtai, Cao Qiudao experienced the power of transforming strength in Chen Sheng's hands for the first time. He has been practicing swords for forty years, but he never imagined that there would be such a mysterious realm of borrowing strength in martial arts. Chen Sheng's demonstration opened a door to a new world of martial arts for him. Cao Qiudao was born a martial idiot, and since he was very interested in it, he naturally tried his best to figure it out and hope to achieve something.

In martial arts, there are three different realms of "qi, mind, and spirit". Mr. Forget Worry is blessed, the man and the sword are one, and his martial arts attainments have stepped into the deepest magical realm, and it is not difficult to go back and try to master the transformation of the Qi realm, although it cannot be said to be easy, but it is by no means difficult. After three days of uninterrupted study, he already has a lot of experience in transforming kung fu. In addition, Chen Sheng used the strength one more time just now. The other party's skills and his own understanding are mutually confirmed, and Mr. Forget Worries suddenly becomes enlightened. At this point, Hua Jin has no secret to him.

Chen Sheng attacked quickly with a gun, and Cao Qiudao just tried his hand at the knife, and used his way to govern others. Chen Sheng was caught off guard, and when he boarded, his whole body was exposed, and he was full of flaws. How could Cao Qiudao let go of such a great opportunity? The sword of the slasher quickly flipped over, and took advantage of the gap to wipe the weapon horizontally, straight towards Chen Sheng's neck! Even if it can only enter the flesh for half an inch, if he cuts off the major artery on the side of the neck, the half-inch sword wound is definitely fatal!

The stars are shining, it is for Yao Xuan! At this moment, which was so short that it could not be overcome, Chen Sheng suddenly broke off and shouted, at this critical juncture, he sat on his horse and exerted his strength, and forcibly pulled the Yajiao gun on the ground again, raised his head and waist, and repeated it one more time to make the old monk of the iron fist carry the burden.

"Du~" There was a light sound, and the gun was half an inch away from the front of Chen Sheng's head and neck, firmly blocking the lightning of the sword. Even though there was still a faint mark of blood on Chen Sheng's neck, it was only due to the aftermath of the sword momentum, and it did not really enter the flesh.

The sword that was determined to be won was still fruitless when it came to Zuihou, and Cao Qiudao couldn't help but applaud Chen Sheng's quick reaction in his heart. The mind is differentiated, and the sword strength decreases. Chen Sheng keenly sensed the growth and decline of the other party with his listening skills, and immediately exhaled and shouted, holding the gun with both hands and pushing it violently. While swinging away the sword, he didn't care about the thirty-seven twenty-one, and flew up with a flirtatious leg to kick Cao Qiudao's lower plate.

The war is dangerous, and the two sides naturally do everything they can. Of course, Cao Qiudao would not open his mouth to reproach Chen Sheng, saying that this kind of indiscriminate effort should not be used. It's just that this flirtatious leg is in a hurry, and the long sword in his hand is swung up and he can't retract his defense, so he can't help but retreat. "Kick Kick Kick Kick~~" After a series of heavy steps, the Sword Master had already distanced himself from each other to a safe range that neither weapon's weapon could reach. His wrist trembled sharply, and a brilliant sword burst out in front of him again, attacking Chen Sheng.

After several fights, Chen Sheng already knew the advantages and disadvantages of each other's martial arts. The essence of Cao Qiudao's swordsmanship is indeed miraculous. But when it comes to Liliang, he has never been as powerful as Chen Sheng. In addition, the weight of the Yajiao spear is also far superior to the sword of the slasher, so if he wants to win this battle, Chen Sheng must try his best to use his strengths and avoid his weaknesses, and rely on Liliang to restrain Cao Qiudao's delicate and delicate swordsmanship.

Seeing that the sword was coming again, Chen Sheng exhaled and let out another thunderous shout without thinking, and then advanced to the T-shaped horse, the gun was pressed down against his waist, and his body whirled rapidly. With the help of the centrifugal force driven by this turn, the steel gun swept across the body, and it was worthy of the name and swept thousands of troops!

In this way, he attacked hard and broke the momentum with momentum, and there was no more trickery, but only to convince people with strength. The white horse passed through the gap, the fingers thundered, and the spear and sword weapons fought head-on, and there was a "dang~" earth-shattering roar. The sound is like ringing a thousand catties of bronze bells, and the invisible sound waves are like a tsunami at the same time and spreading in all directions. Even in the distance in Linzi City, you can faintly hear it.

The echo continued, and Mr. Forget Worry had already left his feet off the ground, flying backwards like a cloud, and was actually pulled out by Chen Sheng's shot. Finally landed on his feet again, and the remaining strength of the steel gun was still not exhausted, forcing him to still have to take three steps back again, and finally took the stake to stand still. In an instant, I only felt half of my body sore, and my right hand was in severe pain, and it was already cracked and bleeding from the shock.

With just one shot, Chen Sheng completely leveled the previous disadvantage. No matter how unforgiving he was, he shouted urgently, his body was like a spinning top, he drove his body to rotate with footwork, his waist and horse were integrated as a whole, and all the liliang in his body was also completely poured into the handle of the gun, and it was another move to sweep thousands of troops. Cao Qiudao knew that he couldn't make a hard connection anymore, so he handed his sword to his left hand, and stepped back on tiptoe to avoid its edge.

Can't avoid it! Chen Sheng's body had just finished most of the circle, and the moment he turned his back to Cao Qiudao, taking advantage of the remaining momentum of the sweeping army, he stepped on the ground with his left foot immediately behind him, and the center of gravity of his body immediately leaned forward and shifted to his left leg. The upper body followed the gait and rotation of the remaining strength, and immediately turned one more circle, and swept the thousands of troops with the same move, and swept out of the air again with an almost accurate angle and a more powerful liliang! In an instant, Chen Sheng's body merged with the gun, turning into a gyroscope with a sharp blade, constantly rotating rapidly and turning towards Cao Qiudao, and there was no gap that could make people rush into the gap.

As a last resort, Cao Qiudao had no choice but to retreat. How could Chen Sheng give him another chance to breathe? Immediately followed by the right foot on the next buckle step, the third sweep of the thousand troops turned around and swept. Taking advantage of the rotational force of the first two shots, the speed of this third shot increased by half a point, and where the tip of the spear swept by, it was nearly an inch closer to Cao Qiudao. Judging by its momentum, it seems that it is not a move with a strong enemy, but it seems to be climbing a mountain and a mountain, and it is walking the twists and turns of the goat's intestines.

The most profound ideological kung fu in martial arts - borrowing phase! Under the guise of ideas, he creates an extremely realistic imagination, which can not only urge himself to make strong movements beyond the usual level, but also affect the will of others. The day before yesterday, Chen Sheng killed Zhongsun Xuanhua, one of the four great disciples of Cao Qiudao, without making half a move, and it was by borrowing the law of Mount Tai among the five mountains, with the veritable momentum of Mount Tai to the top, the battle intent in Zhongsun Xuanhua's heart was completely broken, so as to reap the miraculous effect of surrendering without a fight.

Of course, with the ability of the Sword Saint, it is far beyond the reach of the likes of Zhongsun Xuanhua. Therefore, it would be too unrealistic to expect that Cao Qiudao would be defeated simply by using the momentum method. Therefore, Chen Sheng combined the two levels of "qi" and "meaning" in martial arts with each other, urging with momentum, showing appearance with force, circulating endlessly, and exerting one's ability to the maximum extent that the human body can allow. And the appearance he borrowed at this moment is the most precipitous place in Mount Tai - Eighteen Pans.

Mount Tai has three gates, which are the Cloud Gate, the Dragon Gate, and the South Heaven Gate. Under the three gates, there is the eighteen mountain roads. Five steps and one turn, ten steps and one return, the higher the plate, the more dangerous the journey, the so-called "five thousand zhang from the ground, eighteen plates in the sky." The path is poor, and the sky is in the gap. Heavy and tired is picturesque, lonely and suspenseful. Life is full of victory, and the bones are still cold on this day. It is the most vivid description of the eighteen plates.