"Come again!"

The Count shouted: "You are qualified to fight me!"

He decided!

This time, we must use our true power to fight this duel with this Chinese strong man.

Fu Jingyu didn't say anything.

His body was still spinning, rotating at an extremely strange pace.

It looks like it has a very strange feeling.

His steps have become more important than Tai Chi steps.

The mind must be upright, and Shi Jian grasps the dungeon.

Squat down your knees slightly, loosen your hips and twist your waist easily.

With two elbows and two knees, you can help you to be free from all directions.

Then, Fu Jingyu's body turned faster and faster.

Just like the count just now!

He stepped on Tai Chi and swung Tai Chi with his long sword!

He is Tai Chi!

When the speed reached the extreme, countless Fu Jingyu appeared.

Each Fu Jingyu was wielding his long sword and spinning.

It seems that I don’t know which one is real Fu Jingyu and which one is fake Fu Jingyu.

Then, the countless Fu Jingyu rushed straight to the count, and countless long swords stabbed towards the count.

This move forced the count backed back again.

The Count retreated, and Fu Jingyu naturally advanced.

The Count's speed is fast, but Fu Jingyu is even faster.

They maintain the same high-speed movement and the same posture.

No matter when, Fu Jingyu's long sword accurately aimed at the count's waist.

This is a position where his legs are hard to reach and his two legs are not easy to rescue.

The waist has always been a fragile position on a person's body, and he has no ability to save himself.

Bang bang bang bang!

The count's leather shoes were trampled on the ground, but his thin body made a sound like a giant, as if the ground was about to be trampled on by him.

Huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Fu Jingyu's feet fell silently, looking like they were not touching the ground, without marks on the snow!

This is the ultimate point of Tai Chi, which is to use the wind to move and use the force to fight.

Whoosh!

Fu Jingyu's long sword turned into infinitely one again.

This time, the man and sword were united, and they stabbed the count's waist directly.

Even the count felt a strong danger this time when the light gathered.

I have to say that the offensive that Fu Jingyu showed this time was really too sharp.

It was so sharp that even the count had to avoid the edge.

Even if he is in the pseudo-god realm, he will not be able to make things difficult for a moment.

Because Fu Jingyu, who was exerting his full strength, his strength at this moment was no less than that of the pseudo-god realm.

roar!

Faced with this danger, the count was furious.

He roared and punched out!

For the Earl, when facing Fu Jingyu's offensive, he took a step back, which was considered a strategy. He took two steps back, which could also be said to be a strategy. If he took a step back, he could still be said to be a strategy.

However, if the Count took the fourth step, he would not be able to bear it.

He is a real pseudo-god realm powerhouse!

Fu Jingyu finally did not reach this realm. If he had been forced to retreat like this by the other party, the count would not be able to bear it.

It's about his face.

With so many subordinates watching, the count thought he could not continue to retreat.

Although he still did not find Fu Jingyu's flaw in this short period of time, although he also knew that the mystery of Fu Jingyu's move would be dangerous if he fought against him, there was nothing he could do about it. It was related to his dignity!

So, he chose to fight with his life without hesitation!

Moreover, he believes that his crazy fighting style of fighting with his life will definitely cause huge psychological pressure on the other party.

As long as there is a little bit, he can succeed.

Although this has some risks!

But for the Count, a battle without danger is not considered a battle.

It can only be considered a competition, he likes this feeling of wandering on the edge of life and death.

This feeling fascinated him and intoxicated him.

And in this world, the only person who can give him this feeling seems to be the only Chinese medicine god Fu Jingyu in front of him.

This battle will either die here or win!

Simple, yet exciting.

What Fu Jingyu used was Tai Chi, not Tai Chi, but integrated Tai Chi into the sword technique, Tai Chi sword technique!

Moreover, he has practiced to the point of unity of human and sword!

At this moment, Fu Jingyu poured all the true energy on his body into the sword body, stabbing the key points of the earl's body.

The Count punched out and his fist directly hit the tip of Fu Jingyu's long sword.

Fist against sword?

Do you think you are God?

Seeing the count's behavior, Qin Buer and others were all happy.

Because on the surface, it is impossible for a human body to be harder than a sharp weapon.

"God, has that old thing been added with an idiot halo?" the priest said in a low voice, not daring to speak loudly, for fear of reminding the count.

Qin Buer and others didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

They all hoped that the Count was an idiot, but they didn't believe that he was really an idiot.

The distance between the two people was instantly closer.

Fu Jingyu's long sword stabbed towards the count and then pierced his fist.

wrong!

He stabbed the earl's fist, but through the earl's fingers.

At that moment, in the lightning-fast docking, the count was able to clamp the sword with his fingers so accurately.

It's simply incredible!

Whoosh!

A faint coldness appeared on the corner of the count's mouth, and then his body began to rush forward.

The fist on his left tightly clamped the sword to prevent it from moving, and the other one clenched into a fist and blasted hard towards Fu Jingyu's chest.

Seeing this, Fu Jingyu sighed inwardly.

In this situation, his wǔqì is restrained by the other party and cannot be pulled away. If he does not want to punch the other party, he can only throw away his weapons.

However, once Fu Jingyu threw away his weapon, he still had a chance of winning, and it would disappear.

Therefore, he could not throw away his sword, so he could only choose to fight against the count.

Bang!

The two fists collided heavily.

Hula!

A ripples of energy that could be seen with the naked eye spread out, rippling with the two of them, causing a burst of smoke and dust.

The strong wind was extremely fierce. Under this powerful force, both of them fell towards the back at the same time.

However, because the long sword still connects the bodies of the two, neither of them left too far.

Fu Jingyu drew his sword hard, but the sword still couldn't move and was firmly clamped by the count's fingers.

The opponent could control the sword so firmly just by relying on the gaps in his fingers. Fu Jingyu grabbed the hilt and pulled it hard, but he could not get the sword back to his.

This is not good news.
Chapter completed!