013-08-07

In martial arts, there are three levels of kung fu: "qi, mind, and spirit". Cao Qiudao is extremely talented, and his kendo cultivation has already reached the realm of the same form and spirit. The swordsmanship is superb, and it is very mysterious. If it is an ordinary martial arts master, when this sword, he will inevitably feel a dilemma, and his heart will naturally give birth to frustration and negativity. Before the sword blade really reached the body, the fighting spirit was completely gone, and there was only a share of waiting to be killed.

Chen Sheng's mind is extremely firm, once he enters the state and starts to fight with all his strength, there will be no distractions in his chest, only a raging fighting spirit. It is precisely because the mind is simple and pure, but it is the most difficult to be affected by external forces. Since he couldn't grasp the way of Cao Qiudao's sword, Chen Sheng simply gave up chasing the wind and shadows, and turned to wait for the rabbit. said that it was too late, and then quickly, the Yajiao gun shrank backwards, like a poisonous snake coiled into a ball, the law is strict, and the whole body is within the protection range of the gun, and it does not reveal half a gap.

Cao Qiudao realized that no matter how good his sword moves were, it was difficult to take advantage of the void. He snorted softly, and the sword momentum accelerated abruptly, but it was not attacked from the front, the tip of the sword drew a mysterious arc, and the landing point was the armpit of Chen Sheng's right arm. As long as the long sword breaks through the body and then picks it up, Chen Sheng will say zaijian to his right arm. The strange changes in the sword moves are completely beyond imagination. However, at this moment, Chen Sheng didn't think about it at all, or even look at it, he just used his good listening skills to directly sense the skin of his whole body. Just because there are no distracting thoughts in the chest, the sense is more keen.

In an instant, without thinking, the body judged the way of Cao Qiudao's sword by itself, and the Yajiao spear was like a poisonous snake spitting out lightning, impartial, just blocking the attack of the sword. Without waiting for the Sword Saint to change his moves, he turned his strength into kung fu one after another, and the barrel of the gun stuck to the blade of the sword and led to the side, Cao Qiu Dao felt that his body was like a wild horse, and he leaned to his side uncontrollably, and he couldn't take it back if he wanted to.

Such a miracle, Cao Qiudao has been learning swords for forty years, and it is the first time he has encountered it, but he is not surprised but happy. His wrist shook slightly, and the sword immediately trembled violently. The successive short forces make it difficult to exert chemical strength. As a result, the Sharphorn Gun could no longer stick to the blade. But now that it has slowed down, the offensive and defensive momentum has changed. Chen Sheng broke off and drank heavily, taking advantage of the fact that the opponent's sword was not withdrawn and could not immediately reorganize the offensive, his hands turned over and pressed, the spear circled like a fly, and the tail end of the gun handle swept Cao Qiudao's chest sharply. This is not marksmanship, but the stick method of Hongmen's double-headed stick.

Cao Qiudao snorted coldly, his heavy wrist fell, his arm circled, and he suddenly drove the long sword to whirl around from an impossible angle to save the driver. When the rabbit fell, the blade of the sword slashed at the hilt of the gun with unmistakable accuracy, but after all, it was done in a hurry, and the strength was inevitably lacking. Chen Sheng clenched the handle of the gun with both hands, and pushed it out with a loud shout, pushing Cao Qiudao's whole person backwards as well. The two sides broke up again and again, and once again separated the distance.

Cao Qiu looked up to the sky and shouted: "Happy! The third sword is coming! "When the chest is sealed with a sword, the throat is stabbed. This world-renowned swordsmanship master, his swordsmanship has reached the realm of supernatural skills, seemingly simple tricks on the surface, but in essence, it always contains mysteries, and it is impossible to prevent it. At the moment, the third sword he struck, there were no fancy changes on the sword, but all the liliang in the body and the feelings and spirit of the whole person had been poured into the three-foot Qingfeng in the palm of his hand, and it turned decay into magic, so that this sword has a powerful deterrent power that cannot be resisted, which is the so-called: great ingenuity!

Under such circumstances, there was no room for Chen Sheng to think too much. At the moment when the starlight was fleeting, Chen Sheng retreated and threw his stick to accumulate strength according to the stick, and then exhaled and drank, and also poured all his steel spears into the air, forming a straight line with the tip of the sword. It was so fast that it could not be caught by the naked eye, and the sharpest point of the spear and sword weapons collided in mid-air, and the "ding~" burst out again with a large and brilliant spark. Chen Shengru was struck by lightning, his horse steps floated, and he couldn't help but take three steps back. Cao Qiudao just leaned back with his long body, and immediately regained his balance.

The sword was light and the gun was heavy, and the two sides fought head-on, but it turned out to be Chen Sheng who suffered. It can be seen that Cao Qiudao's sword has returned to its roots, and its power is unpredictable. Compared with him, Chen Sheng is indeed still quite far away.

The battlefield is ruthless, and the victory is even more unforgiving. The Sword Master exhaled and shouted, and the sword was raised, and he was about to launch his fierce attack like a thunderbolt until he completely destroyed the enemy. Although Chen Sheng temporarily succumbed to the upper hand, he never admitted defeat because of this. He steadied his position, moved twice to avoid his sharp edge, and then stepped in, entered the horse, and circled the colander. A series of actions in one go.

The shadows of the spears tore through the air, inspiring a whimper. Immediately conjured up a solid talisman gun circle, and the defense implied an offensive. If the sword attacks, it must be hit head-on first. The advantage that the divine sword had won just now was all wiped out in an instant. The battle has entered the white-hot stage, and the next step is to fight the death!

Enter the Dragon! There was no doubt that it was a battle that stunned everyone present. Chen Sheng, a young boy, dared to challenge the Jixia Sword Saint, which had already made the onlookers stunned. And Cao Qiudao shot three swords in a row with all his might, although he had the upper hand, he failed to get any advantage on Chen Sheng, and the comparison of the strength of the two sides seemed to be only six or four. This incredible fact was like a bombshell, which exploded in the hearts of everyone at the scene at the same time.

Among them, although the king of Qi and the eldest prince were shocked, they did not turn their minds to other places. The second prince once heard Chen Sheng say that he wanted to kill Cao Qiudao. At that time, the second prince was purely joking with Chen Sheng. But at this moment, it seems that Chen Sheng really has this ability. When the second prince thought about it, his heart was full of mixed tastes, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Over there, Prime Minister Tian Dan has another idea. Mr. Forget Worry is not only respected in his identity, but more importantly, he is completely on the same position as Tian Dan on the issue of "whether to cooperate with Zhao Guo". Don't say what will happen if he is killed by Chen Sheng, even if he is only seriously injured by Chen Sheng, it will be a heavy blow to Tian Dan. In this case, Chen Sheng and Mr. Forget Worry can no longer be allowed to continue to fight today. Otherwise, if Mr. Forget Worry makes a mistake, then Tiandan's entire plan will be ruined.

Where the mind moves, the body moves with it. Tian Dan looked up to the sky and let out a long laugh, striding between Chen Sheng and Jixia Sword Saint. The rest of the people in the hall couldn't help but be shocked on the spot. It's just because Chen Sheng and Cao Qiudao are like two strong bows that have opened into the shape of a full moon at this moment, ready to strike at any time. Tian Dan rashly broke into it, but he was afraid that under the traction of the qi machine, he would immediately provoke a natural counterattack from the two.

In today's world, even if Zhao Jianzhai is reborn and Xiang Shaolong of the Qin State is coming, he will never be able to resist the joint attack of these two people. What's more, Tian Dan only knows a little bit of self-defense martial arts, and even a random guard in the main hall can easily kill him in seconds? But how is this different from suicide?