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Jian Chen retreated until he was twenty meters away before he stopped. Now he could no longer remain as calm and calm as before, and his originally plain face became a bit pale.
After all, there was a huge difference in strength between him and the middle-aged man. He could only defeat the middle-aged man with his physical skills. And when he had just collided with the middle-aged man's Holy Weapon Daguan Sword, Jian Chen also suffered a heavy blow. It was a small loss. Although the holy weapon did not suffer much damage, the middle-aged man's holy power, which was several times stronger than Jian Chen's, was still shaken greatly by the light wind sword. Suffered some minor injuries.
The middle-aged man stabilized his figure and looked at Jian Chen solemnly. He did not dare to look down upon this person who had almost made him suffer three times in a row, even though the latter's strength was very weak in the eyes of the middle-aged man. , but with a speed that was no slower than him and an extremely fast attack, the threat it posed to the middle-aged man was so great that it was even stronger than his opponents at the same level.
However, when the middle-aged man saw Jian Chen's state, he seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but smile and said in a deep voice: "Boy, I admit that you are very fast, but your strength is too weak after all." After that, the middle-aged man did not give Jian Chen any time to breathe, and once again brandished the two-meter-long Daguan Dao to launch a fierce attack on Jian Chen.
Due to the collision between the Qingfeng Sword and the middle-aged man's Daguan Dao just now, Jian Chen suffered some minor injuries. Although these minor injuries would not cause much hindrance to Jian Chen at ordinary times, at this time he was fighting against a man of sufficient strength. When a middle-aged man who is two levels stronger than him and has already reached the intermediate level of Saint Master fights, the impact of this slight injury is very fatal. After all, Jian Chen can only rely on himself when he is in his peak state and uses all his strength. That mysterious body technique barely managed to compete with the middle-aged man with its speed, but now in the injured state, Jian Chen's speed could no longer maintain the agility as before, and it was gradually becoming difficult to dodge.
After several rounds of fighting with Jian Chen, the middle-aged man seemed to understand that Jian Chen's threat to him was now much reduced. The vigilance against Jian Chen in his heart also weakened a bit, and he used all his strength. He took it out and struck out without any reservation, attacking Jian Chen with all his deadly moves, and his speed was a few minutes faster than before.
As the middle-aged man's attack speed increased, it became increasingly difficult for Jian Chen to dodge. If he were at his peak, Jian Chen would not only be able to dodge the middle-aged man's attack, but also find time to fight back. In an injured state, He could only dodge, he had lost the ability to fight back, and as the middle-aged man's speed increased, every time Jian Chen avoided the middle-aged man's attack, he was in danger.
The middle-aged man's attack speed is very fast. In just a few breaths, he can execute dozens of moves. But now, the rough cloth worn by Jian Chen, who has lost the ability to fight back, has many cracks. , a trace of blood dyed the edge of the crack red. From the little blood stains, it can be seen that the wound on Jian Chen's body is not deep.
The light cyan light flashed in the dark night, and the middle-aged man's Daguan sword seemed to be wrapped in a ball of wind, cutting through the night sky at an extremely fast speed and slashing straight towards Jian Chen.
Although Jian Chen had tried his best to dodge this knife, he was still unable to completely dodge it due to his speed that had slowed down a lot at this moment. The Daguan knife left a bone-deep wound on his chest, crossing the entire On his chest, the gushing blood dyed the clothes on Jian Chen's chest blood red in a moment.
The middle-aged man smiled ferociously, without any pause in his movements. Before Jian Chen could distance himself from him, he immediately took a step forward to close the distance between him and Jian Chen. The light blue light on his right foot flashed, and he struck with lightning. He kicked Jian Chen hard on the chest at a speed as fast as he could.
"bump!"
Jian Chen's body was kicked away like a cannonball by the middle-aged man. The body was still in mid-air. A mouthful of blood could not help but spray out from Jian Chen's mouth, and the body flew for two full seconds. More than ten meters away, after knocking several robbers away along the way, he fell to the ground in embarrassment. Immediately, another mouthful of blood spurted out from Jian Chen's mouth, and his face turned pale. got up.
With a flash of green light, the middle-aged man appeared in front of Jian Chen across a distance of more than twenty meters. He looked at him with a sneer and said, "I will give you one last chance. How will you be treated like this?" Tell me the secret of being able to perform at a speed no less than mine with such a low level of strength. I will spare your life today, otherwise, you will die!" The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with scorching light. He was really concerned about how Jian Chen acted like this. He was very excited to be able to perform at a speed no less than him with a low-level strength. He was very eager to have such a secret method. For him who practices the power of the wind attribute saint, speed is crucial. Once he masters it, With such a secret technique, the middle-aged man really can't imagine how fast his speed can reach, but what is certain is that his strength will definitely improve significantly. By then, his status in the Cangmang Bandit Group will be will be greatly improved.
When he thought of this, the middle-aged man felt his blood boiling all over his body, his heart was filled with excitement, and even the look on his face became a little excited.
Jian Chen wiped the blood sacrifice from the corner of his mouth, slowly stood up from the ground, looked at the middle-aged man with a bit of excitement on his face with cold eyes, couldn't help but reveal a sneer, and said: "I'm afraid you don't have this ability. ." Even though he was suffering from serious internal injuries at this moment, Jian Chen did not show the slightest fear towards the middle-aged man who was stronger than him.
While speaking, Jian Chen's whole body was also making slight adjustments. At this time, his whole body had completely relaxed, as if he was not at all defensive, and the right hand that was originally holding the sword with force had also become a little more relaxed. In his current state, he looked completely unprepared and didn't look like he was fighting.
Jian Chen's words immediately made the expression on the middle-aged man's face darken, and he snorted coldly: "Boy, with your current strength, you are not qualified to say such big words. Since you are unwilling to say it, then I have to make you suffer." I'm dead." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man waved the Daguan Dao in his hand and slashed at Jian Chen's right shoulder.
Facing the middle-aged man's sword, Jian Chen did not make the slightest move to dodge, but raised his sword and actively faced it. Although the speed of this sword was equally fast, it gave people a light and airy feeling, ** The feeling is completely inconsistent with the previous fierce and murderous sword moves.
When the Qingfeng Sword and the Daguan Dao collided together, they did not make any sound. The two touched each other completely silently. Then, the seemingly naked Qingfeng Sword was like a maggot attached to the bone, sticking tightly to the On the Daguandao, he moved the Daguandao away from its original attack route in a very clever way. Zuo Rao drew several more circles in his arms in mid-air, directly unloading the terrifying force of the Daguandao. It was clean, and then it was diverted to the side, causing the big sword to cut into the soil next to it.
The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Jian Chen in surprise, because just now, he was unable to control his Daguan Dao. If such a strange thing happened to an opponent who was stronger than him, perhaps It was nothing, but at this time the opponent turned out to be an opponent who was much weaker than him, which made the middle-aged man a little unacceptable.
"What kind of combat skill are you doing?" the middle-aged man asked in a surprised tone.
"Tai Chi Sword Technique." Jian Chen said. He was not proficient in Tai Chi Sword Technique. However, in his previous life, he had had many contacts with masters of the Wudang Sect, which gradually made him understand that Tai Chi Sword Technique uses softness to overcome hardness. Principle, and at this moment, being inferior to the middle-aged man in strength and already being pushed to the edge, Jian Chen had no choice but to use his unproficient Tai Chi swordsmanship to resist.
Tai Chi swordsmanship emphasizes using softness to overcome hardness, using stillness to stop, and using the weak to defeat the strong, and it also includes the power of four or two pounds. These wonderful skills can indeed be of great help to the predicament Jian Chen is encountering now, but The only flaw in this is that Jian Chen only has a superficial understanding of Tai Chi swordsmanship and is not proficient in it. After all, what he is good at is a fast sword. Even so, it is enough for Jian Chen to hold on for a while in the middle-aged man's hand.
Hearing this, the middle-aged man frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head slightly and murmured in a low voice: "I have never heard of Tai Chi swordsmanship." Then, the middle-aged man looked at Jian Chen again, with an inexplicable look in his eyes. , Hehe sneered; "Boy, I didn't expect that you are not strong, but you have a lot of combat skills. It seems that it would be a pity to kill you with one knife. You should be captured. This must be It's not a small feat." As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man took action again, using the Daguan Dao in his hand to attack Jian Chen with powerful holy power. Now, he had made up his mind to pay attention. Today, he said Jian Chen had to capture everything, so the middle-aged man didn't pay much attention to the Tai Chi sword technique that could distract him from attacking. What really made his heart beat was the secret of Jian Chen's speed.
Next, Jian Chen reluctantly fought with the middle-aged man by relying on his not very proficient Tai Chi sword technique. With the mystery of Tai Chi sword technique, every attack of the middle-aged man could be defused by Jian Chen, and the Tai Chi sword technique The pulling method makes the middle-aged man unable to control his Oguandao many times.
In front of Jian Chen's unskilled Tai Chi sword technique, the middle-aged man's powerful strength seemed to no longer exist, but Jian Chen was not as relaxed as he seemed, although Tai Chi sword technique could allow him to overcome rigidity with softness and exert a thousand pounds of force. , but with the strength that he has just been promoted to a saint, he must go all out to barely meet the four taels requirement to resolve the terrifying power of the middle-aged man's sword. Therefore, every time he resists the middle-aged man's attack , Jian Chen seems easy, but it is actually very difficult.
However, using the Tai Chi sword technique, Jian Chen could only use defensive means to protect himself temporarily. He was unable to fight back at all and could only resist blindly. There was no chance of winning. If he hadn't been forced to the point where he was almost at the end of his skills by the middle-aged man, Jian Chen will definitely not use the Tai Chi sword technique, which he is not good at.
After fighting Jian Chen for several times, a trace of anger gradually appeared on the middle-aged man's face. Every attack he made was not only deflected by a person who was much weaker than him in a wonderful way. , and also made him unable to control his weapons, which is definitely a shame for the middle-aged man.
"You bastard, I don't believe I can't do anything to you today." The middle-aged man became so angry that he couldn't help but cursed angrily. With the curse, his attacks became more fierce.
As the strength of the middle-aged man's attack increased, it became increasingly difficult for Jian Chen to resist. His forehead was already covered with fine beads of sweat, his face had become extremely pale, and the holy power in his body was almost exhausted.
