The long sword in Duan Zhengchun's hand and Duan Yanqing's iron rod collided fiercely in mid-air!
In an instant, the one's feet were standing on the ground, motionless like a mountain standing still in the abyss; the whole body of the other one was in the air, like a willow branch drifting in the wind.
Everyone onlookers said "Oh", knowing that the two of them had reached the critical moment of competing for internal strength. Duan Zhengchun stood on the ground, with his feet able to use the strength, so he had an advantage, but Duan Yanqing was condescending, and his whole body weight was pressed against the opponent.
On top of the long sword, it also boosts internal strength.
After a while, I saw the long sword gradually bending and turning into an arc, while the thin iron rod remained as straight as an arrow.
Zhao Kai saw that the long sword in Duan Zhengchun's hand was getting more and more curved, and if it was bent any further, it would be broken into two pieces. He secretly used his skills and was ready to take action at any time. He could not let A'Zhu Gang recognize his father.
Let the yin and yang of their father and daughter be separated.
Duan Zhengchun saw that the long sword in his hand was about to break at any time. He took a deep breath and pointed with his right finger. It was the Yiyang finger technique. His finger strength was not as good as that of Emperor Duan Zhengming of Baoding, and he could not move three feet away from his body. The sticks and swords intersected.
, the two weapons combined are eight feet long, and this finger cannot hurt Duan Yanqing no matter what. Therefore, Duan Zhengchun's finger is not directed at Duan Yanqing, but is an iron rod aimed at him.
Is this the Yi Yang Finger? Zhao Kai raised his eyebrows slightly and shook his head secretly. Although this Yang Finger has a great reputation, in the final analysis it is just a very advanced acupuncture technique and cannot be ranked among the peerless martial arts.
.However, the quality of martial arts is also determined by the user. Therefore, it is not ruled out that Duan Zhengchun and the others did not truly learn it.
Zhao Kai raised his eyes and saw where Duan Zhengchun's finger was pointing. Duan Yanqing's iron staff shook, and Duan Zhengchun's long sword straightened a few points. Duan Zhengchun immediately clicked three fingers in succession, as did the long sword in his hand.
After stretching it three times, it gradually regained its original shape.
Seeing that everything was about to develop in a good direction, Ah Zi suddenly spoke: "Mom, look, dad uses his fingers and sword, but it can only be as good as a thin stick. If the other party is different,
The stick is coming at me again, does daddy have three hands to deal with it? Otherwise, I can just crawl on the ground and take off my feet. Although it looks ugly, it is better than being stabbed to death with a stick."
Ruan Xingzhu had already looked worried, but her daughter was saying some unpleasant things. Before she could answer, she saw the iron rod in Duan Yanqing's right hand, and with a sneer, she pointed towards Duan Zhengchun's left index finger.
The technique and inner strength of Duan Yanqing's stick were the same as those of Yiyang Finger, except that the stick was used as a finger, and the stick was long and far away. Duan Zhengchun had no time to dodge, so he could only fight back.
The force of his fingers intersected with the force of Duan Yanqing's stick. Duan Zhengchun suddenly felt a numbness in his arm. He retracted his fingers, concentrated his energy and then tapped out the second finger. Unexpectedly, the black stick flashed in front of him, and Duan Yanqing was second.
Ordered the stick again
Duan Zhengchun was surprised: "He regulates the inner breath so quickly that it seems as if his intention is about to arrive. The attainment of this yang finger is much deeper than mine." He immediately returned the finger, but he was a moment slower.
, the body swayed.
Duan Yanqing had a long night and had many dreams. He hit the iron rod in his right hand nine times in succession. Duan Zhengchun resisted desperately, but when he finally received the ninth stick, he didn't even get a breath. He only heard a "puff" sound, and the head of the iron rod fell.
It was inserted into Duan Zhengchun's shoulder. Then there was another "click" sound, and the long sword in his hand was broken into two parts.
Duan Yanqing raised his left hand and saw that the blow would kill Duan Zhengchun.
Ruan Xingzhu screamed "Ah" and rushed towards Duan Zhengchun. Seeing that her lover was about to die, she didn't want to live anymore.
"Brother Zhao, go and save my dad!" A'Zhu was also anxious and about to burst into tears.
At this time, the Yanqing iron rod was less than three inches away from Duan Zhengchun's forehead "Baihui point". Duan Yanqing saw that his dominance of the king's map was about to take another step forward, but suddenly Duan Zhengchun's body seemed to be sucked away by some suction force.
, suddenly flew sideways, and this sure-hit stick actually missed the target.
Everyone looked at Duan Zhengchun, but they saw a young master reaching out and grabbing the back of Duan Zhengchun's neck, and forcefully pulled him away at this critical moment. This magical skill was really unbelievable, Duan Zhengchun.
Although Yanqing's martial arts was strong, he thought it would be difficult for him to do it. The muscles on his face were stiff, and although he was quite surprised, he remained calm and only snorted from his nostrils. This man was naturally Zhao Kai.
"Thank you, young hero, for helping me." Duan Zhengchun turned around and said gratefully.
"A'Zhu will be sad if you die." Zhao Kai said as he prepared to hand over the injured Duan Zhengchun to Ruan Xingzhu, who had just rushed over.
But Duan Yanqing was astute, and before Zhao Kaikai could reach Duan Zhengchun, he thrust out the iron rod in his right hand like a violent storm, one after another, hitting Duan Zhengchun's vitals. He was determined to remove this obstacle that stood in the way of his throne.
, as for how to deal with Zhao Kai, that is the next step.
Zhao Kai frowned slightly, holding Duan Zhengchun, he dodged to the left and right, dodging between the shadows of the sticks one by one. Duan Yanqing fired twenty-seven sticks in a row, but they never reached a corner of Duan Zhengchun's clothes. He
I was shocked, because when the two met in Wuliang Mountain a few months ago, Zhao Kai was just a young boy who was just starting out.
His opponent. But now under this attack, Duan Yanqing had a vague idea that he was not Zhao Kai's opponent. He let out a strange roar, and his body suddenly floated away several feet and shouted: "You
The boy is really not afraid of death. He narrowly escaped with his life in Wuliang Mountain last time, and now he dares to wade into this muddy water!"
Zhao Kai smiled slightly and said slowly: "As long as he is a human being, he is afraid of death, and I am naturally afraid too."
Zhao Kai's words are very obvious, which means that the reason why he dares to wade into this muddy water is that he is absolutely confident.
Duan Yanqing narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "That's the case, then let me see the real chapter."
Duan Yanqing heard a strange sound in his throat, and the iron rod in his right hand suddenly stretched out and pointed directly at Zhao Kai's forehead. At this time, he had already regarded Zhao Kai as an equal opponent to himself, so he
Bang used ten levels of skill, even more serious than when he faced Duan Zhengchun just now.
The iron rod made a loud noise when it came out, and the sound was shocking!
Zhao Kai threw Duan Zhengchun in his hand to the side, took out the Nine-curved Sword from his waist, and immediately rushed forward. He used the broken spear style in Dugu Nine Swords, which was specially designed to deal with long-handed weapons like spears and sticks.
.One of the biggest features of Dugu Nine Swords is its extremely fast speed.
Although it is not true that martial arts in the world are fast and indestructible, it does have its own unique truth.
At the very least, if Zhao drives fast, Duan Yanqing can't break it!
Duan Yanqing shook his head, trying to steady his mind, because Zhao Kai's attacks were too fast. He could keep up with him at first, but after thirty moves he was a little reluctant, and after fifty moves he was so tired.
His attitude became more and more obvious, and after a hundred moves, he could no longer keep up with Zhao Kai's movements.
Clang!
Duan Yanqing's forehead was covered with sweat. He looked down at the sword that suddenly appeared only three inches away from his throat, and was speechless. (To be continued.)
