Jian Chen retreated until he was twenty meters away before he stopped. Now he could no longer maintain his calmness as before, and his originally plain face turned a bit pale.

After all, there was a big difference in strength between him and the middle-aged man. He could only rely on his body skills to deal with the middle-aged man. And when he just collided with the middle-aged man's holy weapon Daguan Dao, Jian Chen also took a big bite.

As a result, 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 transmitted through the light wind sword, which still caused a considerable shock to the inner palace of Jian Chen's body.

Got 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, after the middle-aged man saw Jian Chen's state, he seemed to understand something. He couldn't help but chuckle 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.

This slight injury was caused by a middle-aged man who was two levels stronger than him and had already reached the intermediate level of Saint Master during the battle.

The influence is very fatal. After all, only when Jian Chen is in his peak state and with all his strength can he rely on his mysterious body skills to barely deal with the middle-aged man at speed. But now in the injured state, Jian Chen's speed is at

He could no longer maintain his 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, and 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 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 increases, it becomes increasingly difficult for Jian Chen to dodge. If he were in his peak state, Jian Chen could not only dodge the middle-aged man's attack, but also find time to fight back.

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 dodge it completely 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 with such speed.

"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 two full times.

More than ten meters away, after knocking several robbers and 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 20 meters. He looked at him with a sneer and said, "I will give you one last chance. How can I treat you 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.

Low-level strength can

He was very excited to be able to perform at a speed no less than his. He was very eager to have such a secret method. For him who practices the power of the wind-attributed saint, speed is crucial. Once he masters such a secret method,

The middle-aged man really can't imagine what level 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 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.

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Even though he was suffering from severe 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 was completely relaxed, as if he was not at all defensive, and the right hand that was originally holding the sword with force became a little bit more relaxed.

In his current state, he looked completely unprepared and didn't look like he was fighting at all.

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 feeling of lightness and softness.

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 soft Qingfeng Sword was like a maggot attached to the bone, sticking tightly to the big body.

On Guandao, it was driven in a very clever way

As the Daguandao deviated from its original attack route, Zuo Rao drew a few more circles in his arms in mid-air, directly unloading the terrifying force of the Daguan Dao, and then guided it to the side, using the

The Daguandao struck the ground next to it.

The middle-aged man's face changed slightly, and he looked at Jian Chen with a bit of surprise, because just now, he could not control his big sword. If such a strange thing happened to an opponent who was stronger than him, maybe

It was nothing, but at this moment 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, and can move a heavy weight with four ounces.

Principle, but at this moment, being inferior to the middle-aged man in strength and having been 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 and said: "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. I should capture you, I guess."

This must be a big achievement." 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 already made up his mind to pay attention.

, Today, no matter what, Jian Chen must be captured. The middle-aged man did not pay much attention to the Tai Chi sword technique that could distract his attack. What really made his heart beat was the secret of Jian Chen's speed.

Next, Jian Chen barely managed to deal with the middle-aged man with his Tai Chi sword technique, which he was not very proficient in. With the mystery of Tai Chi sword technique, every attack of the middle-aged man could be neutralized by Jian Chen, and the Tai Chi sword technique's

The traction method often makes middle-aged men unable to control their own swords.

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 wield a thousand pounds of force.

, but with him now

With the strength that has just been promoted to a saint, he must go all out to barely meet the four taels requirement to neutralize the terrifying power of the middle-aged man's sword. Therefore, every time he resists the middle-aged man's attack, Jian Chen seems to

Easy, but very difficult.

However, using the Tai Chi sword technique, Jian Chen could only use defensive means to temporarily protect himself. 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 a 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.
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