Han Qing finally managed to stabilize his figure, but was attacked twice by the opponent, forcing him to panic again. In desperation, he instinctively grabbed Li Cunxiao's iron gun with his left hand and used his strength to turn his body behind the sculpture.

"Dang!" Beard's next slash missed Han Qing, but hit the statue's wrist.

The clay sculptures, hands, arms, wrists and palms that had been in disrepair were shattered at the same time by the shock. The iron gun was grasped by Han Qing's left hand and turned into a spear.

With the spear in his hand, Han Qing suddenly felt a little more courageous. He dropped the Tang Dao and ran forward for a few steps, widening the distance between him and the bearded man. Then he held the gun barrel with both hands, twisted his body, and stabbed back.

This is the unique trick in the Han family's gun, called Shenlong Tail Swing. However, it only frightened the bearded man.

The latter quickly stepped aside to get rid of the rusty spear tip, and then swung his knife at a diagonal angle. There was a "click" sound, and the one-foot-eight-foot-long iron spear was cut into two pieces at the waist.

What kind of iron gun is that? The barrel of the gun is clearly made of wood, and the surface is coated with black paint. And the seemingly powerful tip of the gun was also pinched by mud. When it fell to the ground, it immediately broke into several pieces.

Without the knife, the gun turned into a nine-foot-long wooden stick. Han Qing was so anxious that he wanted to cry without tears. And the bearded man no longer needed to be afraid of the weapon in Han Qing's hand, and laughed happily. Quickly

He stepped forward to catch up and hit Han Qing with another diagonal slash on his left shoulder.

He wanted to remove one of Han Qing's arms, and then grab the opponent and slowly process it. However, with one strike of the knife, half of the wooden gun shaft was cut off again.

At the critical moment, Han Qing relied on instinct to retreat and block the blade. He blocked the blade with a wooden gun shaft, giving himself a glimmer of hope.

Immediately, his eyes suddenly flashed, and he grabbed half of the wood with both hands to grab the pole, swinging it quickly. At the same time, he suddenly stepped forward and walked straight into the opponent's middle.

This is a standard infantry thrusting move, and the half-section of the gun barrel is exactly the same length as an automatic rifle plus a bayonet.

In desperation, Han Qing could no longer think of any tricks in his mind. He relied entirely on instinct to coordinate his limbs.

And thrusting with a spear was the move he practiced the most when he was young in his previous life.

"Crack!" The half-cut gun barrel hit the blade that was chopped off again with great force.

The bearded man was caught off guard, his body lost his balance, and his chest was exposed.
Chapter completed!