Qingyang County was proud to be known as General Hongbo that day, ranked tenth in the test, and was also a sword cultivator, and his kendo cultivation was not weak.

A sword was blocked by the bangs of the knife, and Hongbo's sword was stabbed out again, the swordsmanship was elegant and smart, as fast as the wind, the angle of this sword was extremely tricky, and it was also a move that Hongbo was quite confident.

That Liu Haifeng faced Jiang Hongbo's powerful sword, his expression was indifferent, and there was even a trace of disdain.

The long knife in his hand flipped over, and a red sword bolt came out, his body flashed, and he flexibly bypassed the sharp sword of Hongbo and slashed at Hongbo. Jiang Hongbo didn't expect Liu Haifeng's body style to be so weird, his face sank, he withdrew his sword moves, and his body retreated backwards in a hurry.

The red knife slashed Hongbo's forehead from top to bottom.

Jiang Hongbo was short of breath, the situation just now was really urgent, and a strand of hair on his forehead was twisted by the knife and slid down his sight.

It's dangerous!

A serious look appeared on Jiang Hongbo's face, and the bangs in front of him were not simple.

Liu Haifeng smiled, stroked Sen Han's knife face with his hand and said disdainfully: "The genius of Qingyang County is just like this, and he dares to grab a table with us just these two times." ”

He shook his head as he spoke, looking disdainful.

Jiang Hongbo's face darkened, and he was furious, as the tenth-ranked Tianjiao in Qingyang City, he had never suffered this kind of ridicule. With a roar, the long sword in his hand was pulled, and a few chilly sword lights instantly turned into a few bits, enveloping Liu Haifeng and leaving.

Liu Haifeng smiled: "I still have some skills, but in my opinion, I still am a waste." ”

Saying that, a knife slashed out, the knife soared, the knife was fierce and tyrannical, and it swept by, destroying the withering and decaying will cut Hongbo's little sword light, and the knife momentum will not decrease, and continue to force Hongbo forward.

Jiang Hongbo saw that his trick was still not low, his expression was shocked, his steps flew a little, and his body retreated backwards, wanting to avoid Liu Haifeng's knife.

The speed of the knife was obviously faster than the speed at which he retreated, and when it was about to fall on him, Liu Haifeng withdrew the knife and turned back.

With a click, the long knife was put into the sheath, his hands were clasped in front of his chest, his eyes widened, and he said: "The enemy who is not able to be united, Qingyang City is nothing more than that." ”

Jiang Hongbo's face was blushing, but his strength was weak and he had no confidence, and he looked down.

At this time, a person behind Jiang Hongbo patted him on the shoulder and said: "Since the martial arts cultivation of the Northern Xinjiang is so good, then Shangguan Xing should ask for a lesson or two." ”

Shangguan Xing, who was dressed in white, walked out of the crowd and said, "Which one in Northern Xinjiang is willing to point out in the next two." ”

The morale of Tianjiao in Qingyang City was suddenly inspired, Shangguan Xing, the third-ranked genius in Qingyang City, was second only to Chen Tiansheng and Chen Zimiao in terms of combat power. Losing a game in front of it made Qingyang City Tianjiao's side very frustrated, this one is very important, as soon as Shangguan Xing came out, Qingyang City Tianjiao's side suddenly felt at ease.

Seeing Shangguan Xing walk out, the frivolous expression on Liu Haifeng's face, who had defeated General Hongbo, disappeared, and was replaced by a dignified look, and the momentum on Shangguan Xing's body made him frightened.

He was about to step out, when the young man in Tsing Yi with a folding fan reached out to stop him.

The voice said coldly: "You are not his opponent, Ji Hong, you go and give it a try." ”

Liu Haifeng was stopped by the young man in Tsing Yi, his face was as usual, and he was not unwilling, obviously he had a lot of prestige in this group of young people in Tsing Yi with a folding fan, and even faintly felt that he was the leader.

As soon as his voice fell, a tall and burly young man walked out of the crowd in Tianjiao in Northern Xinjiang, two meters long, with a bear's waist and a tiger's back, not at all like the size that he could have at this age.

Shangguan Xing frowned, this burly young man gave him the feeling of danger.

"Come on, dwarf of Qingyang City, I'm going to pinch your head into a meatloaf. ”

As he spoke, his fists struck, the air shook, the fist wind swayed, and a seemingly inconspicuous action had explosive power. The burly young man stepped forward, his steps were not slow, and because his figure also brought a gust of wind, pressing towards Shangguan Xing.

A punch slammed down, piercing the air, and the huge flesh fist smashed down like a hammer.

Shangguan Xing's face was cold, his body was shocked, he took a step forward to meet it, and pushed out the young man's iron fist.

Shangguan Xing took one step, his legs apart in a lunge, his lower body pressed down, his upper body leaned forward, his waist rotated, and a force rotated from his feet to his fist.

Seeing Shangguan Xing's punch blast out, Chen Tiansheng felt that this punch was a big improvement compared to the last test.

The posture of the body rotates from the bottom up, rotates and pushes up with the momentum of the underground, and finally condenses on the fist, not only exerting the strength of the body, but also reaching the point of borrowing the momentum. Borrowing the momentum, borrowing the momentum of the earth, manpower is exhausted, and the power of the earth is endless.

Chen Tiansheng couldn't help but admire in his heart, if he was on the current Shangguan Xing during the test, even if he used the 'Italian three styles', he would not be sure of defeating.

Chen Zimiao was also surprised to see Shangguan Xing's punch, and he was shocked by the speed of Shangguan Xing's progress in the past two months.

The two fists clashed, silently, only to see an invisible air fluctuation burst open, and then there was a roaring sound.

Shangguan Xing's body was shocked, his face turned cold, his body took a step back, and his body stood still.

The burly young man's body took five or six steps back to stabilize his body, and the young man's heart shook violently, and the huge force coming from his arm frightened him.

Seeing this, the young man in Tsing Yi's face changed slightly, and the burly young man roared to go up again, but was stopped by the young man in Tsing Yi with one hand.

"You lose, don't go up and lose face. ”

The burly young man had an upright temperament, and his expression immediately appeared depressed, from the fight of the punch just now, he thought that he was the loser, but he was very unwilling. Lost to a dwarf in terms of the power he had always been proud of.

The young man in Tsing Yi looked at Shangguan Xing and said, "It's amazing, I actually comprehended the fist." But ......"

Before he finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared, and when he appeared, he had already arrived in front of Shangguan Xing, and the speed was so fast that Shangguan Xing didn't have time to react. When the young man in Tsing Yi started his body, Chen Zimiao secretly screamed badly, and at the same time he used his footwork to chase after him.

But the speed of the young man in Tsing Yi was too fast, and before Chen Zimiao could catch up, he raised his leg and kicked out.

"You dare!" Chen Zimao was violent, and the golden long stick smashed down, trying to force the young man in Tsing Yi to withdraw.

A kick was kicked on Shangguan Xing's chest, and Shangguan Xing's body was forced, and it shot out like a cannonball. At the same time as kicking out, the folding fan in his hand was swept away, and Chen Zimao's thunderous stick was easily swept away.

His face did not change and he continued: "In the face of speed, everything is vain. ”

Chen Zimao was furious, this young man in Tsing Yi was extremely damaged, and he actually made a sneak attack, the long stick swung up, and instantly turned into a Linlin golden dragon, and the golden dragon roared and the shadow of the stick blasted towards the young man in Tsing Yi.

The shadow of the stick was like practice, and the boom continued, and one stick after another went towards the young man in Tsing Yi.

The young man in Tsing Yi is extremely weird, and even Chen Zimiao, who is angry, is difficult to pursue.

The figure of the young man in Tsing Yi shuttled between the stick shadows, and the overwhelming stick shadows failed to hit him, Chen Zimiao's face was cold, and the young man in Tsing Yi gave him the feeling that it was even more difficult to deal with than Chen Tiansheng.

Just as he was thinking, the young man in Tsing Yi suddenly opened the folding fan and fanned out.

In an instant, a violent wind rolled up, and there were several wind blades faintly mixed in this wind, this wind Chen Zimao was not stunned, but even Chen Zimao had to take it seriously, and the golden long stick rotated across his chest.

The wind blades are flying, and even if Chen Zimiao dances the golden long stick impenetrable, he can't stop it all.

A sharp blade of wind slashed across his cheek, and in an instant, a line of blood appeared on his face.

Wind Warrior Vein!

Qingyang City Tianjiao is a huge earthquake here.

"The so-called Qingyang City Tianjiao is nothing more than that, and none of them can be eye-catching. ”

As soon as the words fell, boom!

Dozens of gray shadows broke through the sky, intertwined into a dense net, and shot out from the crowd of Tianjiao in Qingyang City, and dozens of gray shadows were as fast as meteors, instantly enveloping the surroundings of the young man in Tsing Yi.