Zhou Bufan stepped down with a heart full of shame, and Gao Qianjun immediately jumped up, very quickly.

There is no way, the more he looks at Gao Qianjun, the more he is frightened by Meng Bai's strength, he already has a feeling in his heart that he is not an opponent. So his only chance is now, taking advantage of the fact that Meng Bai has just finished fighting with Zhou Bufan, and his state has not had time to adjust, he will attack strongly. Zhou Bufan was different from those others after all, and he still consumed a lot of Meng Bai's energy.

"Under Gao Qianjun, he also uses a knife, please!" As soon as he finished speaking, Gao Qianjun pulled out his sword and approached Meng Bai.

His knife belongs to the scimitar of the ancient Persian shape, the blade is short, even the handle is only about 60 centimeters, the curvature is large, the whole body is dark, and the upper part is densely covered with patterns, full of exotic style. However, this knife is quite strange in the hands of a tall person like Gao Qianjun.

Gao Qianjun's posture, Meng Bai didn't know what he thought, and his face showed undisguised disdain.

Seeing this, Gao Qianjun remained unchanged on the surface, calm and solemn, but there was some joy in his heart, "I want you to despise and be proud, otherwise, how can I find you flaws?"

"When, when, when、......"

As soon as the two approached, they unanimously raised their knives and swung their knives, and the speed was very fast, and they exchanged more than a dozen shots in an instant.

Meng Bai used the storm in the chaotic cloak knife technique, not only fast but also continuous knife momentum, and the remaining strength was endless, but it was taken over by Gao Qianjun one by one.

Obviously, even if Meng Bai consumed a lot of money, Gao Qianjun was still inferior to Gao Qianjun in terms of strength, and he retreated again and again. However, his retreat was not forcibly shaken back, but he took the initiative to retreat and buffer his strength, so he did not suffer any shock.

Through this initial round of fast attack, Meng Bai had a preliminary judgment on Gao Qianjun, this is a speed-type swordsman. His sword is short, but it complements the path of his yellow sand knife, drawing arcs in the void, only enveloping himself by one foot, in terms of speed, it is not inferior to Meng Bai at all.

You must know that although Meng Bai's sword skills are low-level, he has already begun to comprehend the divine will of the wind. It can be seen from this that Gao Qianjun is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

At this moment, Meng Bai still has at least half of his physical strength, but he is not afraid to fight hard with Gao Qianjun. However, he knew Gao Qianjun's thoughts, if he did this, the other party would definitely fight steadily, delay, and continue to consume, and the final result would definitely be difficult to achieve.

Therefore, at this moment, Meng Bai did the opposite, slowed down his attack, his sword technique was not in a hurry, he focused on steady defense, and deliberately showed his intention to be conservative and gain time to recover his energy.

In this regard, he has the advantage, his ring head knife is 1.5 meters long, has a long coverage, and can dance with ease, and can freeze the defensive circle from a meter away. And in this case, if Gao Qianjun didn't desperately approach the attack, there would be almost no threat, and he would naturally rest calmly.

Gao Qianjun didn't think about Meng Bai's strategy, but sometimes, he had to do it. After a long delay, Meng Bai recovered, then he had no chance. If Meng Bai seeks a quick victory, then he can still delay, so he can only work hard to strengthen Meng Bai's consumption.

The yellow sand knife method has a dense knife path, mainly because of speed, and the move itself is very concise, which is very similar to a goose-shaped knife, but one is a word and the other is an arc. Compared with the two knife techniques, the arc is better, because the knife path changes more, the angle is more awkward, and it is difficult to defend.

Because Meng Bai was originally using a strategy, his defense was not tight, and he was easily approached by Gao Qianjun.

As the old saying goes: "An inch is long, an inch is strong, an inch is short, and an inch is dangerous!"

One meter away, the ring head knife has a big advantage, and the defense is easy, but within this square radius, it is the Persian scimitar of Gao Qianjun who takes advantage.

"Sneer, snort, sneer、......"

Gao Qianjun swung his sword at great speed, the sound of slashing the wind was endless, and the black sword shadow kept flashing on Meng Bai's neck, chest, wrists, etc.

That is, Meng Bai, the sword technique is complete, and he is blessed by divine will, and he instantly deduces the essence of the chaotic cloak knife technique. At this time, the move or something has been completely disassembled, and it is completely a decision on the spot, and he can change the move at any time, and he even uses the handle of the knife. But it's like a crazy writing haze, which doesn't look like it at first glance, but the divine will is one and never disperses.

Let him perish, and I will not move.

If Gao Qianjun's yellow sand knife is really desert wind and sand, it will gather like a tornado, crazy and sharp. At that moment, Meng Bai was like a rock, Ren Er roared and raged, the rock was still a rock, the wind stopped and the sand stopped, and there was no damage at all.

This round of rush attacks, it seems to work well, but the consumption is also huge. In particular, gradually Gao Qianjun found that when Meng Bai resisted, whether it was the blade or the hilt, the power transmitted was getting bigger and bigger.

I didn't think it was because Meng Bai was slowly increasing, but it was really because his arm was sore, and it had already affected the swinging of the knife, so he suddenly realized. feelings, this is not that he is consuming Meng Bai's energy, but that Meng Bai is deliberately consuming his energy.

It's just that at this time, he realized a little late. The fish has already bitten the hook, how can Meng Bai let it slip away.

Meng Bai's sensing power was very good, and when the two knives clashed, Gao Qianjun had just collected his strength, and he noticed it when he unloaded it with a knife momentum. In an instant, the muscles and true qi of the whole body were adjusted, and he used his starting skills - the bull demon roared!

At that moment, Gao Qianjun seemed to really see an ancient bull, roaring like thunder, and his two ears were about to explode and buzz.

Meng Bai took advantage of the situation to retreat, widened the distance, and showed the advantages of the long knife of the ring head knife. The divine will of the wind also rose, and he merged into the knife with all his heart.

Stormy winds, angry seas, thousands of armies、......

The chaotic cloak knife technique flowed out of his hand like an ocean bursting a levee. The name is still the same name, but the moves have been different, each move has borrowed from each other, has been integrated, the connection is closer, and the knife is more ferocious.

At this moment, Meng Bai really found a little bit of the feeling of cutting the wind, Gao Qianjun was the wind, condensed like a substance, pervasive, and wanted to annihilate him. But Meng Bai stubbornly blocked it with the knife in his hand, and vigorously countered, cutting it to pieces, and it was not in shape.

Gao Qianjun was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, because he didn't even have a time to breathe easily.

In a matter of moments, his original one-handed swing had been changed to two-handed. If you look closely, you will find that the muscles of his right arm have an unconscious tremor, which is the result of being concussed by Meng Bai's divine power when he was fighting the knife.

The Persian scimitar was not a two-handed knife in the first place, and it was indeed strengthened by holding it in this way, but the speed and path of the knife were greatly affected. Meng Bai's sword momentum stopped suddenly, and then slashed again, and after only one interval, Gao Qian's saber technique was already scattered.

"Smack-"

Meng Bai's long knife went straight in, breaking through the defense of Gao Qianjun like a butterfly, and a horizontal slap hit his right wrist. At that time, Gao Qianjun's scimitar fell.

He took advantage, but he lost faster than Zhou Bufan. Gao Qianjun obviously couldn't accept this result, "I haven't lost yet, I can still fight!"

As he spoke, he moved his palms in unison and slapped towards Meng Bai.

"The knife technique is not good, and your palm technique is even worse!"

For this kind of person who can't afford to lose, Meng Bai despises it the most. Before, he slapped his wrist with the blade of the knife, and Meng Bai still had the strength, but now, he was unceremonious, and the big stele hand "patted" the word trick, and the fierce strength exploded.

"Click-"

Gao Qianjun was not only knocked away with a palm, but his entire right wrist was broken, revealing bone stubble.