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A sword qi shot over, although Wang Lun dodged quickly, but it was still a little late, and the qi on his left arm was pierced by the sword qi, and a wound was cut on his arm.

"Wang Lun, this explosion didn't shock you to death, your life is really hard enough. ”

Wu Qing said coldly while attacking.

At this time, he has already stabbed Wang Lun, he will not be polite, raising his sword is a fierce attack.

A dense sword qi light curtain appeared in front of Wang Lun, and if he plunged into it, the protective qi would be cut, so Wang Lun simply retreated, punched in the air, and hit the gang qi to delay Wuqing's attack.

Wang Lun has nothing to say about Wu Qing's arrangement of this explosion, if he is recruited, he will be recruited, and he has learned a lesson this time, which will be beneficial to his future growth.

"Hmph, are you just going to run?"

Wu Qing stimulated Wang Lun, because although his swordsmanship attack was fierce, Wang Lun's aura was also very strong, and when the two collided, he couldn't take much advantage.

At present, he can only force Wang Lun to consume his qi and take the opportunity to weaken Wang Lun's physical strength, but he can't win in one fell swoop.

"Will you run, then let you see my attacks, and hopefully don't scare you. ”

Wang Lun said with a smile, punched with his left and right hands together, opened the way with his fists, and the two gangqi rushed into the sword qi light curtain like a white dragon, and in an instant, Wu Qing was even a little in a hurry.

Wu Qing was surprised.

The opponent's attack was very powerful, and the majesty of the Gang Qi exceeded his imagination, thinking that the exercises and martial arts he cultivated were top-notch, and the Gang Qi he practiced was naturally very sufficient, but it seemed that it was not as strong as Wang Lun.

In addition to Wu Qing's surprise, he was also angry.

Why could a young man twice his age still be alive in front of him after killing his junior brother Jin Jue?

Wu Qing suddenly upgraded the blue blood sword technique, and the power of the sword technique was maximized, which forced Wang Lun to retreat again, making Wang Lun tired of coping.

"Wang Lun, I will definitely take your life today!"

Wu Qing continued to attack, thinking that as long as he continued to consume Wang Lun's qi, the last person who could stand would be him.

Wang Lun didn't fight the corners of his mouth, he didn't make a sound, and observed while defusing the opponent's attack.

He has not cultivated systematically, and his fighting experience is all based on his own exploration and summary, but the strength of the people he killed and defeated before is far less strong than that of Wu Qing, so it is still very difficult to figure out Wu Qing's offensive routine.

Retreating to the ruins of the collapsed clubhouse, Wang Lun just found a metal long stick at his feet, and he didn't know what it was used for in the clubhouse before.

"This is an alloy?"

In his hand, Wang Lun felt that this metal long stick was heavier than steel or iron, and it was also carved with exquisite patterns, which seemed to be used for decoration.

Wang Lun brandished this long stick, and didn't use any moves, anyway, he just sent out a gang qi, swung the long stick, and smashed it towards the sword qi light curtain.

Wu Qing suddenly burst into flames.

Wang Lun is doing this, it looks like a cropper is wielding a hoe indiscriminately, but Wang Lun's gang qi power is very strong, and the absolute power is too strong, so that there are no moves, and they are better than moves.

He agrees with one sentence, that is, in the face of the suppression of absolute power, anything technical will become less important.

This technical thing, including martial arts moves.

It's like a very hot news he saw in China this time, saying that he thought that Tai Chi everyone went to the ring to challenge a Sanda master, and the two sides fought in a closed ring.

Tai Chi everyone may have made a major mistake, did not fight, the footsteps moved late, anyway, they were pressed and beaten, although they quickly used Tai Chi moves, with softness to overcome rigidity, and successively resolved several fierce boxing attacks of Sanda masters, but in the end they were swept in the face by a punch and fell in the ring.

Then, he was ridden by the Sanda master, his body was clamped by the Sanda master's legs and couldn't move, and his face was beaten by the Sanda master left and right, and he was directly knocked out, ending in a fiasco.

Let's not talk about the gimmick of this news, Tai Chi everyone definitely doesn't have the strength of a real Tai Chi grandmaster, but this kind of competition actually reflects one thing.

That is, even if Tai Chi has a systematic cultivation method, even if the person who cultivates Tai Chi has mastered the Tai Chi moves, if he cannot resist the impact in the face of the opponent's violent force attack, he will still fail.

Of course, a real Tai Chi Grandmaster will definitely not be so bad, but what the ancients said about one force to ten will not be unreasonable.

has a strength advantage, no matter how many martial arts moves you have, it will be in vain.

It's like, the blue blood swordsmanship he is showing now is a ground-level swordsmanship and martial arts, and the subtlety of the moves naturally goes without saying, but Wang Lun is brutal, and the crop man swings the long stick and smashes it violently, which makes him feel a sense of bitterness when he encounters a soldier who can't explain it.

He really wanted to yell at Wang Lun, you have the ability not to be so brutal, and compete with Lao Tzu for the subtlety of the moves, but he also knew that it was impossible.

The ability to hurt people, kill people, and defeat opponents, whether it looks good or not, whether subtle or not, as long as it is useful, it is enough.

Therefore, in addition to being unhappy in his heart, he could only continue to fight against Wang Lun, and he didn't believe that he made his professional debut, and he couldn't beat a wild monk.

The attack frequency of the Blue Blood Sword Technique became faster and faster, and Wu Qing frantically used his internal force to stimulate Gang Qi, which turned into sword qi through the long sword and swung out one by one, all of which slashed towards Wang Lun.

Bang bang bang.

The sword qi kept slashing at the long stick, and the long sword itself would also hit the long stick, not only making a crashing sound, but also splashing sparks.

Finally, under the repeated chopping, the alloy long stick in Wang Lun's hand was split in two, the length was suddenly doubled, and the attack advantage was sharply reduced.

When the next wave of sword qi attacks came, Wang Lun decisively threw away the alloy long stick and dodged to the side.

"What, it's just going to hide again?"

Wu Qing wanted to see how Wang Lun could find another weapon from the ruins of the club to resist his bloody sword technique.

Wang Lun smiled. The other party really thought that he could be consumed alive.

Yes, fighting here, he doesn't have any advantages such as the right time, place and people, and he doesn't even have weapons, but Wu Qing thinks that with the same strength realm, plus excellent exercises and martial arts, he can hang him like a kite, so he can't help but think too low of him.

He has an advantage that Wuqing does not have at all!

"Wu Qing, that's all it takes, if I don't show some real skills, I'll really let you underestimate me. ”

Wang Lun smiled, no longer dodging, his arms exerted force, and the green tendons were revealed.

Wu Qing was indeed frightened at first, and thought that Wang Lun was planning to use the stimulating secret method to fight him to the death.

Martial arts cultivators, cultivators, and there are not many people who know secret arts, not as good as those foreign masters such as jiu-jitsu and Muay Thai, those people must have secret techniques in order to be able to compete with the top domestic martial artists and cultivators.

But more doesn't mean no.

Individual martial cultivators and cultivators have secret methods, especially those that are self-harming.

This kind of secret method or secret technique with the nature of self-harm usually seriously damages the body, overdraws potential, and even leads to a great drop in strength or no strength at all, but as a desperate fight, it can make people exert much higher strength than normal at the last moment.

Right now, he suspected that Wang Lun knew that he couldn't beat him, and planned to use this kind of secret technique, not hesitating to damage himself, but also to pull him off the horse.

Therefore, he subconsciously stepped back, and it was better not to be contaminated.

Wang Lun couldn't help but laugh and said, "Are you afraid?"

He deliberately shouted, plus the muscles of his arms bulged, his eyes were round, and he looked like he was scary and rushed forward with his fist, and sure enough, Wu Qing retreated again.

Wang Lun took the opportunity to take the initiative and punched one punch after another, suppressing Wu Qing.

At this time, Wu Qing reacted, although it was very timely and did not delay any time, but Wang Lun's momentum suppression had already formed, and he was tantamount to being put on a table by Wang Lun, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"Damn, you dare to lie to me!"

At this time, he didn't care whether Wang Lun would use the stimulating secret method to fight with him, and the blue blood sword technique was directly urged to the maximum power, and he did not hesitate to accelerate the consumption of his internal force, and it was stimulated as if he didn't want money.

In this way, Wu Qing quickly changed the situation of being suppressed, but because the opportunity had been lost, Wang Lun still had the advantage in the situation, and the psychological dissatisfaction had also been formed, Wu Qing hated Wang Lun, a master like him who had been in a hundred battles, was really deceived by Wang Lun.

The sword qi roared wildly, and Wu Qing erupted in thunderous rage and attacked frantically, but what he didn't expect was that Wang Lun would no longer dodge this time.

Seeing Wang Lun using his fists, all kinds of boxing, no fancy, and he couldn't take advantage of himself in the confrontation, Wu Qing was a little confused.

What's going on?

Wang Lun is more powerful than he expected?

The method of attacking him with the advantage of strength was exactly what he had used to fight against his opponents before, but now, he found that Wang Lun had a strength advantage over him.

At this time, he naturally understood that Wang Lun didn't think about using secret techniques at all and fighting with him, but wanted to reduce ten times with one effort!

"Okay, Wang Lun, I'll let you die!"

dared to confront him in this way, and he was furious.

As we all know, if one side suppresses the other side with absolute strength, the other side will be very unhappy and will think that it has been greatly humiliated!

After all, this kind of suppression of absolute power is really hurtful, and anyone who changes it will be very unconvinced and angry.

"Blue Blood Sword Technique, the ultimate style!"

Wu Qing was really angry, and at once he emptied two-thirds of the internal force in his body, and a large amount of qi spewed out from his arm, and with the sword in his hand, he sent out the strongest style of the Blue Blood Sword Technique.

This strongest style is not only one move, but eighteen sword moves are connected together, and they are cast in turn, and the power is stronger than the other, and it has a superimposed effect.

Therefore, when the eighteenth move is reached, the strongest form of this blue blood sword technique will burst out with the strongest power!