The bones of his hand were shattered, and Chen Xiaolin didn't have time to be angry.

At this moment, he felt only fear and pain, and at the same time, he also needed to dodge the attack of this weapon.

The smashed palm could hardly change the trajectory of the giant axe. And the giant axe was slashed at the back of Chen Xiaolin's neck. Qian Qingjian used all the strength of his body to chop the back of Chen Qilin's neck as a piece of iron pillar! It's just that a master is a master after all, even if he is between lightning and fire, he can make a dodge response in a panic, and he can also make the giant axe miss.

The giant axe grazed the back of Toutuo's head and split into the air. Only rubbed Toutuo's headband a little, but after rubbing it once, the headband had been broken and fell off, and Chen Xiaolin's hair instantly spread out and mixed with the horse's mane.

The relationship between power and speed is wonderful, and in most cases, the relationship between the two is one of one and the other.

The terrifying, huge, and devastating power that human beings can emit often needs to go through four steps: accumulating, activating, superimposing, and even converging before it can be output. Kick the ground, keep your legs straight, belt your shoulders, and finally use your arms to make your fingers, so that you can burst into your maximum potential and use it to destroy your opponent.

Ouyang Feng's "Toad Gong" is a typical example of this method of luck.

And this kind of luck, on the premise that the enemy is prepared, it is difficult to achieve an effective hit on the target. In general, it can only be achieved in a sneak attack, or if the enemy does not bother to dodge at all.

Qian Qingjian certainly understands this. In his memory, there were only a few cases of "Toad Gong" successfully injuring the enemy, one was that Ouyang Feng successfully attacked Tan Chuduan; second, Ouyang Feng sneaked up on Huang Yaoshi, but Mei Chaofeng pounced behind Huang Yaoshi to block this fateful heavy hand; third, when the ship was about to capsize, Ouyang Feng attacked the inevitable Hong Qigong successfully; fourth, Yang Guo broke out the toad gong and injured Wu Xiuwen riding on him; fifth, Yang Guo injured Lu Qingdu riding on him.

This sneak attack failed to work out, Qian Qingjian was not disappointed, the first axe slashed against the horse's head, and after a small circle, he raised the axe with both arms over the top, and with the weight of the giant axe itself, he slashed at Chen Xiaolin's back. Qian Qingjian doesn't know any single axe moves, just such a simple split from top to bottom, he doesn't know that there is a move in the single axe called "Force Splitting Huashan", but he knows that the first move in Cheng Biting Jin's three-plate axe is "splitting the brain", splitting the brain is like this, and splitting wood is also like this.

It's just that the first sneak attack failed, and the second move didn't kill Chen Zhanlin, when the giant axe fell, Chen Xiaolin had already rolled off the saddle from the other side, and this axe only broke the saddle and backbone of the horse.

The horse knelt on the ground with a wail, and Qian Qingjian's third axe crossed the horse's back and stabbed straight at Chen Xiaolin, who had just straightened up. Chen Qilin no longer dared to shoot his head directly, so he made a lazy donkey roll to dodge the stab, and when he got up again, he was already out of the attack range of the giant axe.

At this time, Chen Zhenlin saw clearly that it was Qian Qingjian who attacked him, and new hatred and old hatred came to his heart together. He shouted to the Jin soldiers: "Let's go together! Kill this murderer!"

However, none of the more than 100 golden soldiers dared to step forward. At this time, not only Chen Xiaolin recognized Qian Qingjian, but also more than 100 golden soldiers recognized who the person was, more than 20 days ago, it was this ruthless man who only relied on a pair of meat palms and a single knife to kill in and out surrounded by hundreds of golden soldiers, and now with this kind of giant axe, that is the rhythm of dying and dying, who would dare to sacrifice his life in sumo?

After all, Chen Zhenlin was not the general of the Jin soldiers, and for a while, he couldn't even command.

But Qian Qingjian refused to let go of Chen Xiaolin, taking advantage of your illness and asking for your life, he brandished a giant axe and chased after him and continued to invite you to fight.

Chen Qilin had no choice but to endure the pain and fight with one arm, and he roared and fought with Qian Qingjian. This battle was the most aggrieved battle he had ever fought in his life, and he couldn't perform two percent of his Vajra Gate kung fu.

He was already extremely afraid of the giant axe, and he had seen Qian Qingjian walking like flying with a large vat of several hundred catties in his hand, how could he not be frightened? For the giant axe's splitting, smashing, stabbing, and sweeping, he could only be tired of dodging.

On the other hand, Chen Zhanlin's martial arts are on a fierce path, and he has never paid attention to breaking a thousand catties with skill, what is the use of strength, and overcoming rigidity with softness, he doesn't understand it at all, although he once shook hands with Qiu Qianren and shook hands equally, in fact, his martial arts are not a little worse than Qiu Qianren.

After a few moves of such an embarrassing battle, things changed again. Chen Shulin gradually discovered that Qian Qingjian's axe was not a move, the law was simple, and the speed was not fast enough! This gave him the possibility of rushing to attack, and when he attacked for the first time, Qian Qingjian could only retreat, and there was no magic trick to crack his attack. In this way, Chen Xilin's confidence has rebounded again.

As soon as the fear was gone, Chen Xilin found a breakthrough in the attack, and he immediately strengthened the rush, and every time before the giant axe arrived, he had already rushed into the inner circle, so that the axe had no target.

At this moment, I saw Chen Xiaolin waving up and down with one arm, stretching back and forth, changing his hand shape without a square direction, claws and cones, palms and fists, and gradually occupying the initiative, forcing Qian Qingjian to hurry.

At this time, it was Qian Qingjian's turn to secretly complain, and he had no choice but to use a giant axe with one hand to fight the enemy with the true swordsmanship.

However, although his skills have increased a lot, he has not yet reached the point where he can use the giant axe with one hand.

So the problem comes, on the one hand, the weight of this giant axe is concentrated in the axe head, not evenly distributed in the sword body like the Xuantie heavy sword, and on the other hand, the giant axe has a large wind surface and receives a lot of resistance in the air, which leads to the slowdown of the sword moves, and the Quanzhen sword technique is not a Taiji sword, and this slowdown loses its due effect.

After more than a dozen moves, Qian Qingjian has been in danger frequently, and at the critical moment, he had to use his left hand to use the iron palm move to dismantle Chen Anlin's one-arm technique, and his iron palm magic skill has not yet been practiced to the level of Qiu Qianren, although the palm technique is exquisite, but it does not pose much threat to Chen Anlin.

In desperation, Qian Qingjian simply put the big axe on the ground and spread his palms to fight one of Chen Anlin's arms, and the situation suddenly improved a lot, but at most it was still seventy percent defensive and thirty percent attacking, still succumbing to the upper hand.

If we continue to fight like this, we will lose sooner or later! There are still more than 100 golden soldiers, and once these golden soldiers become bolder, I am afraid that they will not be able to escape if they want to.

Thinking of this, Qian Qingjian picked up Jin Yangong, took a vertical leap, and had already arrived next to the horse carrying Ke Yurong, pulled the reins, changed the direction of the horse, and saw that Chen Xiaolin had chased after him again, he "snapped" and slapped the horse's buttocks, the horse was in pain, got up with four hooves, walked through the woods on the side of the road, and went eastward.

With such a distraction, Chen Zhenlin had already attacked behind Qian Qingjian, and three consecutive ruthless moves were attacked with Vajra Finger, Prajna Palm, and Dragon Claw Hand, Qian Qingjian dismantled with his backhand, broke the first one, and broke the second one when he turned around, but the third one failed to be removed, and was caught in the shoulder by Chen Xiaolin, and a large piece of flesh was torn along with his clothes.

Qian Qingjian screamed in pain, both palms came out, and slapped Chen Xiaolin's chest, Chen Zhenlin resisted one palm with one arm, while the other palm couldn't be avoided, and slapped his right chest silently.

Chen Xilin snorted, finding that the other party's palm power was limited, and when he was about to use the killer, he saw Qian Qingjian turn backwards again, flew back, ran to get the giant axe, danced in a ball, rushed out of the weak point of the golden soldiers, and ran in the direction of the horse.

"Chase!" must be chased, not only to chase and kill Qian Qingjian, but also to chase the beautiful woman back.

This time, the golden soldiers are more obedient, and it is okay to chase, but it is difficult to say how to catch up.

After Chen Shulin gave the order to pursue, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest, huh? This palm power seems to be very strong.