The handsome star

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Qian's mouth. No matter what kind of offensive it was, no matter how powerful it was, no matter how angry it was, no matter how strong or fierce it was, with him, it was still the same as the first time, the second time.

Lin Qian had sensed the previous two sword energy strikes, and repelled them after hearing them. This time, he seemed to have predicted them and hit them!

Although in this first exchange, what was hit was only the sword energy, which was equivalent to just stepping on the opponent's shadow... But in the first round, he was able to catch the opponent's speed and match the opponent's strength. Lin Qian had already reached the level.

The purpose of using the sword - he has always clearly considered the positioning of the enemy's and our own martial arts.

"What a powerful sword!" The man in white clothes praised, but he didn't show any talent for the sword in his hand. The condensed sword energy was just cut by Lin Qian's sleeve, and suddenly it floated towards his wrist like a ghost, and suddenly, like

The spiritual twists and turns bit him on the shoulder...

...Lin Qian's heart and eyes closed, and the knife followed his heart. The speed was unprecedentedly fast, and he was able to catch up with the two attacks. However, the opponent's sword energy not only continued, but also wrapped around his waist like a demon, and then, again

It ran over his chest like a demon...

The advantage of this kind of sword energy is that it is illusory, crooked, empty, elusive, invulnerable, and lawless!

In this battle, Lin Qian's internal and external strength was used better than ever before. Maybe it was God's blessing, and maybe he became stronger when he encountered strength. Although he was passive in the first five moves, he always pursued his opponent.

His sword energy never hurt him once, and the Yinhen Saber never showed any signs of harm.

Originally, there was nothing wrong with the Drinking Hate Sword at this stage. But the so-called flaws can only be decided and defined by masters who are stronger than themselves. Only when there are flaws can there be room for progress. All the warriors in the world are probably

It’s all about this pursuit.

Of course Lin Qian was no exception. Not only was he not afraid, but he was extremely happy!

The middle-aged man was obviously surprised. He also seemed to see that the Drinking Hate Sword and the young man in front of him were almost the same. Although this young man spent a lot of effort, he was able to defeat so many of his swords, and he was almost touching him.

The sword blade and hand are gone!

In the more than twenty moves of the sword fight, rocks were supposed to be flying, sand was flying, and trees were flying... However, don't forget that all these props had been removed long before they met! There is no distance between the two of them now.

Only each other and the air are left.

Who said air is invisible and hard to touch? It is actually glass, brittle and falling into pieces. The sound of disintegration is clear and pleasant, but its connotation is fatal.

"Drinking Hate Knife...Lin Qian!" Ling Dajie finally recognized him. He was shocked back to reality. From this, it can be seen that how much time has actually passed...

When the man in white shirt heard these five words, his expression changed. His arms trembled and his sword movements paused slightly. This gave Lin Qian a moment to breathe. However, the man in white shirt was still in a state of astonishment and comprehension.

While walking around, Ling Dajie recognized

Lin Qian flew over without hesitation - he was almost foolishly loyal to Wanyan Yonglian, and he also had a grudge against Lin Qian because of the battle at Dagu Mountain, so he charged straight at him without even using a weapon.

Lin Qian smashed down, and the murderous intention in it was unpredictable!

Lin Qian had just received the sword from the man in white shirt with his left hand, and could only barely catch it with his right palm. When he really hit it with a bang, he clearly used more than 80% of his power, and seemed to have stopped Ling Dajie's attack, but he never thought that there was actually something there.

The huge force accurately passed through the gaps between his fingers, dispersed and then gathered directly to hit his right chest. As the force hit his chest hard, Lin Qian's energy and blood surged, and he almost lost his balance.

If February is really not a good month, then Ling Dajie is really not a good person. Lin Qian smiled - it was like this every time, no matter who he had been with before, whether it was a win or a loss, nothing good would happen to him when he met Ling Dajie.

"No wonder! It turns out he is in Jinan..." The man in white shirt had a look of surprise on his face and did not intervene. When he realized this, Ling Dajie and Lin Qian had already exchanged fists several times, and the battle was surging like a raging storm.

, like thousands of troops and horses. The man in white shirt has never stepped forward, it is Ling Dajie. They are both masters, fighting alone, so as not to lose each other's identity.

The man in white shirt kept watching from the sidelines, occasionally saying to himself: "General Ling's boxing skills are still as fierce as yesterday..."

Yes, "fierce", Lin Qian had the same feeling when he first met Ling Dajie in Huining County at the beginning of the year. At that time, the weapon Ling Dajie used was a long halberd, but Yin'er told herself afterwards that she had waited until dozens of moves before

He could tell what kind of weapon it was. Yin'er's statement reminded Lin Qian - obviously, it didn't matter what Ling Dajie's weapon was, the thunder and light movie brought about by his physical strength and internal strength was the most eye-catching.

In other words, no matter what weapon he holds in his hand, whether it is a sword, a spear, a knife or a gun, it will definitely have the same effect called ferocity, not for anything else but because his highlights are not limited to weapons. Then, when the weapons turn into fists,

Same goes for fists!

Where does this kind of boxing technique come from? Maybe Lin Qian had to think about it before he understood it, but now he understands it in an instant. Isn't this routine the same as that of Yu Zhanger who fought with him a few days ago?

Shaolin is also the Shaolin boxing system. In the Jin Kingdom’s martial arts world, whether Jurchen or Han, military attache or reckless, handsome or heroic, most of them have something to do with Shaolin. If not for other reasons, it is still the Taishan Beidou of martial arts, even if it is

He has been trapped in a foreign race for decades.

The unique skill of the fist, the wind god is pretty, moves in a straight line, and strikes far away with long range. Ling Dajie rises sideways and falls along the body. His understanding of the fist is clearly superior to that of Baili Sheng and Li Fengxing, but he despises Yu Zhanger and ignores him.

Lin Qian...

However, because Ling Dajie is extremely fast, he has made some improvements to Shaolin boxing when striking. His flashes are light and flexible, so he can throw, cut, lift, and rub, which can give him some taste of both internal and external training.

Come, then

And it is different from Zhou Yuan'er's internal and external training. When he walks in a straight line, when he shakes his wrists, when he swings his arms, when his back exerts force, when he breathes and bursts, he is both strong and tough, but slightly on the strong side. That kind of Zhou Yuan'er

, it is more inward.

Now that Lin Qian understood this, he had a countermeasure at that time - Zhou Yuan'er, don't think in vain, then steal the teacher! He felt much relieved and immediately decided to use silence to stop, use spirit to stop violence, and use softness to overcome hardness.

Fists, movements, movements, movements of the moon and stars, the overall impression is that one is looking in front and suddenly behind. The man in white shirt is watching Lin Qian suddenly circling left and right, walking like a formation, erratic, and of course he is surprised why he is walking

He uses curves to box, but can Ling Dajie remain calm and calm, without being led by him to mess up his routine?

What a Ling Dajie. He is obviously more experienced than the man in white shirt. Although he must be surprised, puzzled and new, he did not stop like the man in white shirt just now when he heard that this was Lin Qian. Instead, he waited here.

He still maintains his own characteristics under the situation, calmly attacking and defending, his strength, route, and body shape have not changed at all!

For a long time, although Lin Qian still had enough breath, his strength could not keep up. Just now, he fought with the man in white with all his strength, and now he was spending 100% of his strength against Ling Dajie. The two masters in the hall needed to explode twice in a row.

, of course, it was beyond its capabilities, and internal injuries began to occur at this time. Lin Qian secretly screamed, "Is God going to kill me!"

Sweat was pouring out, the cold wind was passing by, and from the corner of Lin Qian's eyes, behind the man in white shirt, there was the faintly shining sky and earth, the endless mountains and snow, and... a group of high and low, unknown tombs. Lin Qian

Suddenly a flash of inspiration——

Ling Dajie and the man in white are here to pay homage to these tombs. So...

Whatever a person cares about most is his or her weakness.
Chapter completed!