Li Qing has always believed that the fighting power of the brave is to have great vitality and a high level of unique knowledge.

A brave man should not only be a martial artist, but also become a strategist. At the most appropriate time, he should make the most deadly blow. Only in this way can the brave man's combat power be brought into full play.

The duel between the brave is like a battle among armies. It is not only stronger than the army, but also better than strategizing and strategizing.

Li Qing wants to see how Zhang Heng can deal with and solve this problem.

However, Li Qing seems to underestimate the young Zhang Heng in front of him.

Zhang Heng didn't want to see the move to solve the problem that he had attacked his chest. Li Qing's left hand was vigorous.

Zhang Heng directly broke Li Qing's right hand after his green and gold war spear broke Li Mang's vitality. Without hesitation, he drove straight in. The green and gold war spear tore the air and stabbed Li Qing's throat in an instant.

The speed of Zhang Heng's green and gold war spear was amazing. Everyone saw a shadow flash. The green and gold war spear was on Li Qing's throat at the same time.

As long as Li Qing sends it gently, Li mang with the vitality of his left hand can instantly tear the robe in front of Zhang Heng's chest, instantly disappear into Zhang Heng's chest and tear Zhang Heng's heart pulse.

But he didn't dare, because he knew that if they shot at the same time, his throat without legal clothes would be pierced by Zhang Heng's fierce green and gold war spear before he tore up Zhang Heng's forensic medicine, draining the learning in his body, so that he could no longer pierce the vitality and strength of his left hand.

So Li Qing had to retreat. Li Qing's attack speed was very fast, and his retreat speed was not slow either.

Li Qing deeply understood that he was constantly in a hurry and was disturbed by it. Since this attack had been resolved by Zhang Heng, it would be better to find a better opportunity next time.

As long as people are still there is hope for everything. Only when people are dead is real despair.

When Li Qing retreated, he had also prepared his mace. Only when Zhang Heng was eager to catch up, he was just unprepared to attack the enemy.

But I don't know if Zhang Heng also understood the truth that the poor enemy should not chase. He actually watched Li Qing retreat calmly. Zhang Heng stood in place, his eyes narrowed slightly, and watched Li Qing retreat. Wen Si didn't move. He didn't want to catch up with and attack Li Qing.

This wasted Li Qing's preparation.

Zhang Heng stared at Li Qing's retreating figure and said nothing until Li Qing retreated to a distance of ten feet from Zhang Heng. Zhang Heng looked at each other's eyes and said, "what you have learned is more than a unique skill of composition, so simply?"

"I've never seen such a fantastic palm skill."

After listening to Zhang Heng's words, although there had just been a fierce fight between life and death with Zhang Heng, Li Qing still gave a faint elegant laughter under his mask. After the laughter, he said, "you can't let me tell you everything, let alone fraud."

"Besides, I didn't lie to you. I really use unique skills in composition."

"It's just that my unique skill in composition is a little special. My unique skill in palm is called Zhangjian Jue."

"The essence of Zhangjian Jue is to turn the palm into a sword and replace the sword with the palm."

"Use the hands of the brave to show the sword moves."

Zhang Heng was stunned. Then he said to himself, "turn the palm into a sword, replace the sword with the palm, and use both palms to show the sword technique?"

"So the trembling magic method of your vigorous and fierce mans condensed by your palms is also a wonderful use of sword technique?"

Li Qing behind the mask listened to Zhang Heng's words and blinked one of his eyes slightly, but he didn't speak.

Seeing that Li Qing gave a positive answer, Zhang Heng nodded his thanks and then asked, "thank you for your generous advice. Since you are willing to tell me your secret, what do you want to know about me now? Do you want to know my unique skill?"

Who knows, after listening to Zhang Heng's words, Li Qing shook his head without hesitation.

Zhang Heng was speechless. Why do you look down on me?

Isn't everything about me in your brother's eyes!

Who knows, asphalt seems to have just reached the idea in Zhang Heng's heart. Without waiting for Zhang Heng to speak, he immediately acted and explained: "I don't want to know your things or the mystery of your unique knowledge. I just think that even if I know everything about your unique knowledge now, I may not be able to get much promotion in such a short time."

"I just feel that if this duel, I can beat you. Even if I don't know your unique secret, I can beat you."

"If I can't beat you in this duel, even if I know the secret of your unique skill now, I can't find the flaw of your unique skill in such a short time and beat you."

"So, since knowing your unique secret has no impact on my victory or defeat, I want to make another request. Please agree."

Zhang Heng couldn't help but be stunned. The so-called know yourself and know your enemy. Li Qing is a man who really has a deep self-knowledge of himself.

"A request? What kind of request?"

Zhang Heng looked curiously at Li Qing in front of him and asked with great interest.

Li Qing smiled and continued to say, "this requirement is simple and difficult."

"I think if you beat me, try not to kill me."

"Of course, in exchange, if I beat you, I will kill you as much as possible."

After listening to Li Qing's words, Zhang Heng promised almost without thinking: "everyone is still young and the road of life is still very long. There is really no need to beat people to death for those who have no grievances."

"I promise you."

Li Qing nodded deeply and said, "OK, it's a deal."

Then Li Qing's eyes became cold and solemn again from the relaxed freehand brushwork just now. Then he only listened to him speak again. This time, even his voice seemed to become much colder: "now, let me experience the unique skills of my little brother."

"OK."

Zhang Heng answered lightly.

As soon as Zhang Heng's voice fell, Li Qing's figure attacked Zhang Heng again.

Li Qing was as light as a swallow. In an instant, he saw that his index fingers and thumbs coincided, the other fingers crossed, and his index fingers formed a secret fingerprint.

Between the fingerprints, on his hands, you have gathered into a burning white vitality sword with a length of more than five feet.

The vitality of the sword was dazzling and seemed to be real. As soon as it appeared, it dissipated a powerful power that captured people's souls.

Holding a green and gold spear, Zhang Heng stabbed him head-on and went all out.

However, Zhang Heng's green and gold spear just hit Li Qing's burning white vitality sword, and he intuitively felt a tremor of hands and feet, which means severe pain. In a moment, his own body was repelled by the burning white vitality sword formed by the other party's hands.

Zhang Heng didn't have time to stabilize his body. The other party's body was like electricity. He appeared next to Zhang Heng again. The burning white vitality of his hands was cut out with a sword again and cut off at Zhang Heng's head.

Zhang Heng raised the green and gold battle spear, gathered the strength of surging vitality, and made every effort to meet the vitality of the other party who was beheaded.

There was a deafening sound of today's Cross ringing.

Zhang Heng's mouth burst and his index finger splashed with blood. Under the attack of the other party's burning white vitality sword, even his powerful body was shocked by the other party's powerful vitality sword.

After being hurt again, Zhang hengming knew that he could not defeat the enemy. He immediately flew back without hesitation and withdrew from the distance of three feet in a twinkling of an eye.

Zhang Heng saw the other party suddenly face himself at this time and split a five foot long burning white vitality sword again in an instant.

Zhang Heng could not help but secretly rejoice. Fortunately, he retreated in advance and avoided the threat of the other party's attack.

However, the idea of happiness in Zhang Heng's heart had just emerged. Everything in front of him suddenly made him utter a wordless exclamation: "what ghost!"

At the moment when Zhang Heng spoke, Zhang Heng thought that a five foot long, white sword that had been out of the range of Li Qing's attack had suddenly hit Zhang Heng in front of him.

Before Zhang Heng felt that he was out of the attack range of the other party. It was just that Zhang Heng thought that the other party's vitality and sword could not exist without his own hands.

Zhang Heng's understanding is not wrong.

This kind of existence can only play its role if it is attached to the body or soldiers of the brave. Once it is separated from the body or soldiers of the brave, it will be gone. With the continuous injection of the strength of the vitality and the support of the strength of the vitality, the awn of the vitality is like a rootless tree and a source of water, and can no longer exist alone.

However, Li Qing's burning white vitality is somewhat different.

Li Qing's dazzling, like the scorching sun, is five inches long. The white vitality of the sword can be separated from Li Qing's own palms, support and exist independently.

The dazzling white light flashed for five feet, and the white vitality sword had appeared in front of Zhang Heng.

Zhang Henggen didn't have time to think more. Now he had to escape. His strength gushed under his feet and empress Cang retreated.

In the twinkling of an eye, his green and gold war spear showed his unique defense skill of the second move of overlord gun to the extreme.

With Zhang Heng's flight back, Zhang Heng's green and gold war spear has lost its entity.

Because Zhang Heng's hand was too fast, he had killed himself in the twinkling of an eye, and the white vitality Sword Pierced more than a thousand swords.

At first, the five foot long, dazzling and white sword still flew like electricity.

When he was closest to Zhang Heng, he had broken the robe on Zhang Heng's chest and stabbed into Zhang Heng's flesh and blood.

But gradually, with the unremitting attack of Zhang Hengqing's golden spear, the vigorous sword and dazzling white light gradually became dim.

The speed of burning white vitality sword's light flying like electricity also slowed down gradually.

At the same time, there was a continuous and deafening sound of gold and iron.