Cao Qing Tanhualang struck with a shot, Ling Yan lightly stepped on the ground with his toes and then took advantage of the momentum to slide backwards, holding a small section of the spear god down from Cao Qing's spear head with both hands forward, and using the technique of a strong man to remove the armor from the mountain to weaken Tanhualang's momentum, but this time the distance between the muzzle of the gun and his throat was less than an inch, as long as Cao Qing could exert another force, he could not complete the record of killing with one blow.
However, it was obvious that his friend would not give Cao Qing this chance, so he slowly withdrew his hands and twisted the muzzle of the gun to the left, and then rolled on the right side to dodge Cao Qing's powerful whip leg.
By the time Ling Yan had just relieved a breath and had not had time to make a prediction of the next step, Cao Qing had already followed up again, the spear was stabbed and swept away, and all the moves were used by Cao Qing, and every shot smashed down was to shatter a stone slab, and suddenly the dust in the martial arts field was flying, and there was a majestic qi that spread outward.
The turmoil of the battle between the two swept around, and some people who had never practiced martial arts felt that their heads were buzzing very uncomfortable, and they also felt that breathing became difficult, and after only two or three minutes, the two people on the martial arts field were fine, and some people here were already starting to feel a little dizzy and gasping.
As soon as Jian Yi looked back at the people behind him, some of them were just ordinary people who began to cover their heads, with a painful expression on their faces, only to see him wave his big hand, and then the people from the south were not affected by the turmoil of the battle in the middle.
Protecting these people behind him, Jian Yi once again focused on the martial arts field, the scene of the two people fighting has always been Cao Qing attacking, Ling Yan is defending, but Ling Yan is defending very hard, Jian Yi's eyes are vicious, and it can be seen that Cao Qing's hand Tanhualang is fierce and what is even more commendable is that his remaining strength is undiminished.
Jian Yi was a little curious about what kind of martial arts Cao Qing practiced, he had never seen such a style of play before, according to the reason, anyone who was menacing and could maintain that little kung fu for a while would have to slack off, but Cao Qing, the Tanhualang, became more and more courageous the more he fought, and his moves were becoming more and more varied.
Jian Yi asked himself, if he was in such a situation, if he couldn't subdue Cao Qing at once, he was afraid that he would be pressed and beaten by others.
"Tanhualang, it's really interesting.
I don't know what the champion of this silver spear Cao Qing Cao Saburo is and the third shot.
A disciple of the Sword Tomb shouted softly, and Jian Yi heard this, and Jian Yi reprimanded with a calm face: "Even Cao Duwei can kill you with this Tanhualang, and he dares to say here that he wants to see the last two shots, and it is taboo to cultivate swords."
After this time, I went back and thought about it. ” The disciple of this sword tomb lowered his head to be trained, and another more sensible disciple beside him begged for two words of affection for him, and Jian Yi did not pursue it again.
Jian Yi said to the three generations of disciples of the Sword Tomb behind him: "You may think that what I said is exaggerated, but what I want to say is not false at all." , Cao Qing remembered that he met Xue Gui, who was already famous in the world, in Dazheng Kingdom, and the two fought, but the final result of the struggle between the two was basically unknown to outsiders.
As soon as Jian understood that Xue Gui's realm was dead, he was the same as Cao Qing now, if he was replaced by someone else in the same realm, he would have the confidence to solve it within a while, and he would not have no way to deal with Xue Gui and Cao Qing, who had two guns of gold and silver.
The Son of Heaven sat on the high hall of the dragon chair, overlooking the world to learn that the martial arts student sold all his skills to the emperor's family, among which Tanhualang was only a line worse than the champion Lang, but it was also very beautiful.
Seeing flowers in the fog is not real, and on the martial arts field, Ling Yan's figure can be moved around, and the extremely ordinary iron spear can be closely attached to him anytime and anywhere.
Ling Yan's speed is fast, Cao Qing's speed is even faster, the moment Ling Yan wanted to settle down has already been known in advance The shot pierced into the ground, shaking out thousands of cracks, Cao Qing's hand shook the gun and jumped with Ling Yan's steps, like a shadow, also like a maggot on the tarsal bone, he couldn't shake it off, Ling Yan only felt that his body was restrained hundreds of times, Cao Qing didn't know when he had already swung out several spears.
At the beginning, the light was a few feet long, and then when it reached Ling Yan's eyes, it had become a three-zhang long light, a total of four spears shot on everyone's faces, and also shone on Ling Yan's face, facing the light that was gathered by Cao Qing was full of fear.
Ling Yan frantically recited the name of Zhen Shige at this time, and then felt that there was a breath churning in his stomach, and this qi became bigger and bigger, and the speed on his feet became very fast in the blink of an eye, and after successfully dodging Cao Qing's iron spear that had just followed, Ling Yan jumped behind Cao Qing, stretched out his hand and patted Cao Qing's shoulder in the air, and then saw that his hand also had a terrifying flow of qi, and Cao Qing was really injured if he was hit by this palm.
However, the spear that had just been dodged was like having eyes, and it continued to rush towards Ling Yan the moment Cao Qing bent over.
"Boom!"
Ling Yan was shocked back dozens of meters, his knees on the ground to support his body, carelessly, he was directly hit by a gunshot.
Now the body is like being smashed on the body by thousands of pounds of stones, and several ribs are broken.
A line of blood remained from the corner of his mouth, Cao Qing smiled slightly, how could Tanhualang stop if he didn't produce a blood flower, but he was a little surprised that this butcher's son Ling Yan could hold on to his Tanhualang for so long, it doesn't matter, you have better skills, otherwise it will be too easy to kill, and it will be meaningless.
"Come again, look at my champion."
Cao Qing said in a deep voice, the momentum of the whole person became inflated, and it turned out to be a lot more domineering than just now, Ling Yan was directly kicked away by Cao Qing without having time to breathe.
Cao Qing's Tanhualang attack was extremely fast just now, and Ling Yan thought that his speed was comparable to that of many people who had been at the master level for many years, but he was still a little inferior to Cao Qing in this regard.
And now Cao Qing is completely different from the way he shot just now, but it is very different.
At this time, Cao Qing's every blow has a force of thousands of catties, this is his champion Lang, the momentum is magnificent, and he can bring a large whirlwind between swings, and the strength is so strong that the stone slabs around the two of them that were lucky not to be stepped on are blown up, and the martial arts field has become fragmented and in a mess in an instant, as the emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Zamuqi really has no distress, and it is a big deal to let people change to a new one in two days, and now the most important thing is that his Cao Duwei is indeed living up to expectations.
Cao Qing swung a total of eighty-one shots, Ling Yan was no longer overwhelmed and finally smashed to the ground, and when he struggled to get up, the scene of Cao Qing's one-shot killing reappeared, but fortunately, this time the shot thrown by Cao Qing only pierced the floor of his ear, and the one-zhang long gun directly sank into half of the ground.
Cao Qing straightened his clothes, as if he had done something insignificant, and walked back to Zamu Qizhen's side.