Outside the ring, on the roof of a residential building, a young man stood in the wind, his eyes looking straight at Liu Zhixian's position on the high platform in the distance, peeping like a beast, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Before seeing Liu Zhixian, Chen Qingniu didn't think about the other party's appearance, eight feet tall, as strong as a tiger cow, and had a fierce and vicious face, but now when he saw it, he was inevitably a little disappointed.

However, it was such a short and thin man who was extremely ugly, not only let people snatch his younger siblings, but also killed his father and brother in disguise...... Chen Qingniu showed a hint of a smile, but this smile was extremely bitter, extremely sad and angry, and similarly, extremely resentful.

Familiar faces came to mind, father, eldest brother, second brother, sixth sister, Ah Qi.

The little guy who always likes to stick to him and follow behind his ass, even if his eyes are so sleepy every night that he can't open them, he won't forget to call his brother home to sleep, that little guy has been with him for a long time, and he already knows so many truths when he is so young, and he is already so good at understanding people, but now, ......

Two slender red phantoms appeared in Chen Qingniu's eyes, this time it was not as fleeting as before, but became more and more obvious, more and more bright red, and in the end, it was like crying blood.

In the ring, the competition that lasted for half a day was already coming to an end, and even Lu Buwei and Ma Chuyang, the two congenital masters, had made a move, who would dare to go on the people present?

And after the fight, Ma Chuyang also put away his lazy appearance, at this moment, he was bare-handed, like a poisonous snake, every time he shot, he hit Lu Buwei directly, there was no intention of competing, it was clear that he wanted to kill.

In just two years, he shocked the entire Anqing rivers and lakes and broke out of the name of the white-faced snake, Ma Chuyang actually relied not on his innate martial arts, but on his ruthlessness.

Once, twice...... After dozens of rounds, Lu Buwei was actually quite aggrieved.

After entering the innate realm, he thought that he would be able to fight with Ma Chuyang, even if he couldn't beat it, he would be able to fight for a lose-lose situation.

However, when he really started to move, he understood the horror of the white-faced snake in front of him, his martial arts were extremely high, and he was extremely ruthless, these dozens of rounds seemed to be between you and me, winning or losing, and only he knew that he had actually been hiding and resisting, but Ma Chuyang was at ease, as if he was strolling leisurely.

"If this continues, even if my internal strength is not exhausted, I will die at the hands of this person. ”

After avoiding the opponent's attack of changing fists into claws again, Lu Buwei already understood the real gap with Ma Chuyang, he knew that even if he kept dodging and always relied on the Xuantie Sword in his hand to resist, there would always be a time when the opponent's fists and claws would still hit him, and at that time, it was also the time when he Lu Buwei died.

The next moment, Ma Chuyang had already attacked again, and in a hurry, Lu Buwei raised his sword to counteract.

"Ding!"

The friction between the claw and the sword unexpectedly sounded the screeching sound of metal clashing.

"Xuanqing Sword, one of the three treasures of Feiyan Sword Village?" Ma Chuyang, who retreated after a short collision, pursed his lips, but his face was full of disapproval, "It's a pity, although Xuantie is quite rare, but after all, it's just a waste sword that can't even be considered a low-grade magic weapon, if it is a turtle shell, then maybe there is really no way to use Ma's current martial arts cultivation, but now, what ......?"

Ma Chuyang attacked Lu Buwei again, and said with a cruel smile: "Martial arts, chasing wind claws!"

Originally, Lu Buwei was still thinking about the meaning of Ma Chuyang's previous words, what kind of dark iron, what magic weapon, he had never heard of it, but when Ma Chuyang drank the "Wind Chasing Claw", his face had changed drastically.

The "Yan Hui Nine Swords" he practiced since he was a child is also a martial art, but it is an offensive move, not a defensive method.

In today's situation, he has only two choices, because to use martial arts, he must operate internal force, and to operate internal force, there must be a certain gap. And this is his respite.

Or, like Fang Cai again, he quickly pulled away from him, and then used the same internal force, attached to the Xuanqing Sword, and then used the Xuanqing Sword to resist.

And or, he risked the possibility of being hit by the opponent's fatal claw, and also performed martial arts, even if he received a claw, he would not necessarily die, and if the other party ate his sword, he would definitely be seriously injured, and he would find an opportunity to abolish or even kill the other party.

"I, what am I thinking? I don't hesitate to venture into Beihu Mountain to find the opportunity to enter the innate world, isn't it just this moment? Now that the opportunity is in front of me, I will hesitate and be afraid?"

Lu Buwei laughed at himself, and the next moment, he suddenly jumped up, facing Ma Chuyang, who was already only two zhang away from him, he had no intention of resisting.

"Yan Hui Nine Swords!"

Like a delphinium plunging straight into the sky, it quickly turns back. With the shaking of Lu Buwei's wrist, the Xuanqing Sword, one of the three treasures of Feiyan, turned into two, two, and three, and in an instant, it was already a nine-way sword shadow. And those nine sword shadows are no longer just phantoms like they were when he used them in the Beihu Mountain, and now those nine sword shadows are extremely condensed, and they are already like nine real Xuanqing swords.

Seeing this, Ma Chuyang was not the slightest bit shocked, but he just laughed again, and the claw momentum in his hand changed again, turning into a forward-pointing movement.

"If you want to break the net, then Ma will give you this opportunity. Martial arts, condensation fingers!"

A sword aura-like finger qi shot towards Lu Buwei, colliding directly with Lu Buwei's falling nine swords.

There was no earth-shattering momentum, and there was no unpredictable weirdness, that finger qi rushed to the sky, not only shattering the nine sword shadows that Lu Buwei had derived with internal force, but even the Xuanqing Sword had pierced a hole the thickness of an index finger, and not only that, Lu Buwei was in the middle of his chest, and there was also an additional penetrating wound.

With the power of one finger, it is terrifying.

Feeling the sharp pain in his chest, Lu Buwei fell heavily into the ring, and it was only at this moment that he who was lying on the ground realized how naïve his previous thoughts were, and only then did he feel the real powerlessness. This Ma Chuyang was actually already in his father's realm, and even surpassed his father's innate master, and he had just condensed his internal strength.

Listening to the sound of footsteps coming towards him, looking at the figure from far and near, Lu Buwei had completely lost the last trace of luck in his heart.

He wanted to stand up again, whether he was admitting defeat or desperately, he didn't want to lie down like this, but obviously, he couldn't exert any strength. Ma Chuyang's finger not only penetrated his body, but also dispersed the already small internal force in his body, and now he is powerless, and it is extremely difficult to move a finger.

Is everything going to end like this? Is the self-confidence and arrogance that have just entered the innate realm completely shattered?

"Oops, sorry, it's crooked. Ma Chuyang raised a foot and stomped on Lu Buwei's face, "But Ma thinks it's a pity to kill you all at once, do you know, why do they call me a white-faced snake? You must not know, otherwise where did you get the courage to provoke me, then I'll let you ...... now."

One kick, another kick!

Ma Chuyang stepped down again and again, crushing Lu Buwei's limbs, the latter let out a scream like killing a pig, extremely miserable, extremely painful, but he didn't have the slightest intention of stopping, only to see him lift up again, and he had already fallen heavily and stepped on Lu Buwei's chest.

Rumble!

Under Ma Chuyang's foot, the ring shook a little, but Lu Buwei on the ground had already changed positions and did not receive this kick.

"The master of the horse gang, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, can you sell the old man a face and let the dog go?"

I don't know when, Lu Changfeng has already appeared in the ring, and just now, it was he who saved Lu Buwei's life in a hurry.

"Huh!"

Ma Chuyang just sneered, and then turned his head to ask Cao Shui, who was the host on the side, squinted his eyes and said, "Master Sun, what is the crime of hindering the competition?"

"This ......"

Even if Cao Shui's true strength was already a Qi Induction Realm cultivation, he was a little hesitant. Others don't know, but he knows very well, although this Lu Changfeng has been hidden, he is actually a late-stage congenital martial cultivator, comparable to a Yuanhai realm cultivator, and he is only one step away from the second realm of martial cultivation stepping into the Sky Realm. Otherwise, how could they make Feiyan Sword Village and the Iron Fist Gang equally divided in this Anqing County with their own strength, and they were even more angry and cut the left face of Liu Wuchang, the tiger who went down the mountain, and dared not to take his county government in their eyes.

When Cao Shui hesitated, Lu Changfeng said again: "The competition in the rivers and lakes is fate! However, Lu Mou only has such a child......" At this point, Lu Changfeng's voice was already a little cold, "I don't know, how can the horse gang let the dog live?"

"Oh?"

Ma Chuyang's voice also turned cold, and he no longer looked at his master Cao Shui, but said to Lu Changfeng: "They have all become wasted, why should Master Lu be like this?"

Lu Changfeng said: "It's better to be a dead person than to be dead." ”

"Yes, Ma is not a person who is easy to kill, it is better to ...... like this" Ma Chuyang sneered with ill intentions, his eyes turned, and he was already staring at the Xuanqing Sword that fell to the ground, "Ma has heard that Feiyan Sword Village has three treasures, and he has been thinking about it for a long time, although this Xuanqing Sword has been broken by Ma Mou, it is still extremely sharp, I don't know if Master Lu Zhuang is willing to endure the pain and cut his love?"

"Yes. Lu Changfeng didn't hesitate, picked up Lu Buwei on the ground, and walked off the stage.

Now, it was Ma Chuyang's turn to be stunned, he just wanted to be angry with the other party, but where did he think that Lu Changfeng would be so decisive: "That's it, although the sword is broken copper and iron, but this dark iron is not bad, and it will ...... in the future."

After thinking about it, he walked towards the Xuanqing Sword, and was about to bend down to pick it up, but he suddenly stopped, which was a sense of crisis that he had never felt since he entered the world.

Ma Chuyang didn't hesitate for a moment, and retreated to the side.

The next moment, where he was just now, there was already a young man standing, and at this time, he was playing with the Xuanqing Sword.

"I'm sorry, Chen also wants this sword. Your life, Chen wants it too!"

Ma Chuyang's eyes froze: "Chen Qingniu!"

And the people in the audience have already exploded.

"Blood wolf!"

"Blood wolf, Chen Qingniu!"