Chen Yuan's mind is like electricity, and his body is like electricity. Before he could see how he moved, his figure had already floated within three feet of Xu Xihe.

He came too fast! Xu Xihe didn't have time to be surprised, he just reflexively raised his gun to meet the attack, and the loud sound of the two weapons hitting shook his eardrums, and the Cold Moon Knife burst out with unparalleled power with a decisive momentum!

The fire dragon spear suddenly took on the force of ten thousand jun, Xu Xihe pressed the handle of the gun with one end of his shoulder, and was forced to take a few steps back, and the barrel of the gun was also bent by the Cold Moon Knife, and the blade stopped a few inches from his neck. He was about to fight back when the knife suddenly lost its strength and spun in the crossfire of the two weapons, and the tip of the knife stabbed straight into his head! This trick variant seemed familiar but unexpected, Xu Xihe didn't have time to think about it to dodge sideways, shook off the fire dragon spear with his left hand, and held the weapon with his right hand and hit Chen Yuan with his fist.

The two separated again, and Xu Xi and his left arm had been slashed by the Cold Moon Knife, and the blood was trembling. Xu Xihe quickly stopped the bleeding at the point on his left arm, and his left arm was already powerless to fight. Chen Yuan also received a heavy punch, although it did not hurt his lungs, but the crisp sound in his body told him that his ribs had been broken, and he was in a cold sweat and gritted his teeth.

"It's you!" Xu Xihe roared in a low voice.

Chen Yuan looked at his opponent coldly, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Lei Gong roared! covered up Xu Xihe's roar. The wind swept the dark clouds, and the torrential rain could pour down at any moment.

In the stands, Yan Wang and Xiao Duan also saw some clues. The trick just now seems familiar, not long ago, when the three of Yan Wang returned to Beijing, they happened to encounter Ding Shao's dart head of the Changfeng Dart Bureau and was trapped by the man in black, Xu Xi and pulled out his sword to help, and the mysterious man in black who fought with him used the same move. Looking at today's opponent Chen Yuan, his body, sword skills, and strength are almost the same as those of the man in black, and the saber Cold Moon verifies the sense of déjà vu that they can't capture.

You can't go wrong. The Chen Yuan in front of him was the one who robbed Ding Shao's letter that day. He remembered that the letter was red-sealed, and it was supposed to be addressed to some important minister or nobleman.

Who is he? And what was written in that letter? King Yan frowned in thought.

"Has this Chen Yuan's background been found out?" Emperor Hongwu asked Gonggong He on the side. Emperor Hongwu had already noticed this mysterious black-clothed ranger and sent someone to track down his background.

"Back to Your Majesty, this Chen Yuan is said to be an abandoned baby, wandering around since he was a child, living in no fixed place, no clues can be found in his background and background, and the number of kung fu roads does not belong to any sect in the rivers and lakes. So the minions speculated that he was most likely from ......"

"Night Pavilion." Emperor Hongwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and said those three words lightly. He stared at the Cold Moon Knife, a flash of light in his eyes.

"If it's really the Night Pavilion, what did that person want to do by sending an assassin to compete for the martial champion? Could it be something else? Gonggong He lowered his voice and asked suspiciously.

"Something else? Hmph, I don't dare to borrow a few more guts from him. Emperor Hongwu stared at Chen Yuan, who was advancing and retreating like lightning in the ring, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes, "That person just wants to come and find a sense of existence." But it was interesting for him to bring the knife to me. ”

Gonggong He's eyes rolled and asked, "Could it be that the information of the five-colored stone this time is related to the Dark Night Pavilion?" ”

During the period when the Wuju Conference was held, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang received four mysterious letters one after another, which were sent to important figures in the court, mentioning the legend of Nuwa's five-colored stone mending the sky, as well as the matter of the five-mangzhu left in the world.

In ancient times, the four poles were wasted and Kyushu was divided. So Nuwa chained five-colored stones to make up for the sky, and the broken dragon was enough to stand the four poles. The five-color stone is not only a divine object to mend the sky, but also used to seal the dragon, deter the demons, and make the world of Kyushu stable and peaceful. The five-colored stone was originally a legendary artifact, but it is also rumored that it is real.

The matter involves the national fortune of the dragon vein, and the letter is conclusive, and Emperor Hongwu has to wait for it.

"If these anonymous letters have something to do with the Night Pavilion, that's kind of interesting. Playing this set with me, the Dark Night Pavilion doesn't weigh himself as a catty. Emperor Hongwu's eyes flashed with coldness, and his face was illuminated by the proudly flying cold moon knife on the stage.

Da Sikong looked at the black clouds in the sky that were getting lower and lower, pinched his fingers, and said in a slight mutter: "Looking at this celestial phenomenon, today is a great omen." Is Your Majesty considering taking a break? ”

"The big murderer? Will someone assassinate me? Emperor Hongwu sneered: "Even if someone has the guts, today I am surrounded by masters, and I want to see who is so courageous." ”

Shut up. What the emperor said was extremely true, His Majesty the Emperor was originally a great martial arts master, and another great master Shi Dao monk was by his side, what else could go wrong? Da Sikong's gaze fell to the ring again.

Seeing that the sky was about to rain heavily, a group of eunuchs came from behind the central stand, raising large umbrellas for the nobles. One of the eunuchs went straight to the back of Da Sikong's seat, the corners of his mouth slightly tilted, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Chen Yuan in the ring looked at the central stand quietly, Da Sikong and Chen Yuan's eyes met for a moment, and Chen Yuan's gaze fell on his opponent Xu Xihe again.

Da Sikong felt a slight chill in his heart the moment he looked at Chen Yuan, and suddenly a sense of uneasiness lingered in his heart. What Da Sikong didn't know was that Chen Yuan was actually looking at the little eunuch who was holding an umbrella for Da Sikong

Xu Xihe seemed to be a little struggling with the gun in one hand, and with a move of "Tiger Out of the Hole", the red cherry blossoms on the gun trembled, rolled up the spear and squeezed it straight towards Chen Yuan's heart.

Chen Yuan also walked with the gun, tending to avoid advancing and retreating, but his body was no longer as dexterous as just now. The black clothes were torn by the dragon spear, and the white skin was stained red by the scars. His sword was still aggressive, but he was always stopped by the wide opening and closing of the tiger tooth gun.

And here Xu Xihe didn't have to ask for it, he brushed by the Cold Moon Knife many times, and his left hand was powerless to fight back, and the scars on his body were not much less than Chen Yuan. The two of them fought quickly, and they leaked a lot of true anger with injuries on their bodies, and soon both of them were out of breath and unable to do anything. But every move and style of the two sides are thrilling, and they rarely parry and block, but attack with both sides. The two figures staggered violently and then quickly separated, and the white ring was stained with blood everywhere they passed.

The first drop of rain finally fell, and it fell on the ring with the blood of the two, splashing a patch of red mottle.

The black clouds are getting lower and lower, and the sky is getting darker and darker, like the sun and twilight, making it impossible to tell whether it is day or night. The storm was coming, and the scattered raindrops were falling one after another, and the people in the square were a little commotional, looking at the black and oppressive sky, and they were a little overwhelmed, but still no one left.

Suddenly, the sky brightened, and a huge lightning bolt pierced the clouds and pierced the entire sky!

All the people's faces were illuminated, and everyone craned their necks in horror to look at the sky, and some people covered their ears, wondering why the Heavenly Lord was angry.

Chen Yuan and Xu Xihe stood against each other, and no one moved for the wrath of the sky. Their wounds were torn open by the violent movements, but they could not feel the pain, only their own breathing and heart rate.

The strength seems to be exhausted, and it has become extremely difficult to even raise the weapon, but the battle intent in the blood and bones in the heart is rising!

Xu Xihe untied the acupoint of his left arm, and the blood spurted a small stream and slowly stopped, as if his blood had flowed away from other wounds. He slowly pulled the fire dragon spear with both arms, as if it were hard to wind. The spears of the heavy spears glowed with a dark golden glow.

The cold moon in Chen Yuan's hand began to tremble uneasily, shining like a full moon under the dark sky, and his knife seemed to have an induction with the spear on the opposite side, and it was also ringing.

The thunder did not fall for a long time, and the huge pressure tightened in the muscles and bones of the two. Time seems to stand still.

The rain gradually intensified and poured down on them. The muscles in their arms gathered and they felt the pulsation of the raindrops.

A drop of water drips from the red tassel on the dragon lance.

A ray of light walked from the hilt of the Cold Moon Knife to the tip of the blade.

Boom Boom!

The Heavenly Thunder roared from above the Nine Heavens with an unparalleled rage, resounding throughout the world!

The two of them stomped violently, shooting at each other like arrows, the muscles of the whole body tightened at the moment of pedaling, and all the power burst out again at this moment!

Torrential rain pouring down!

People's vision was blocked by the rain curtain, and they couldn't see the situation on the stage clearly. The only thing you can see is the stunning red of the two beaches falling out of thin air. The figures of the two staggered, and then froze on the field, not separated again.

The bell announcing victory did not ring. Gao An stood on the edge of the ring, his eyes like torches watching the two of them's actions. The rain was pouring down, but it didn't make his majestic figure look embarrassed. Gao An's clothes bulged, and he used his internal force to isolate the raindrops around him.

In the center of the ring, the bright red blood obscured the light of the Cold Moon Knife, and the fire dragon spear blade no longer roared in a blur of flesh and blood. The rain washed the blood on the two blades, converging between the two of them. The blood of the two men was brought together.

Two blades hung parallel to each other in the air. Xu Xihe's left hand clamped tightly on the handle of the Cold Moon Knife, and his nails cracked and burst out. Chen Yuan's left hand also grasped the handle of the Tiger Tooth Gun, and the distance between the blade of the spear and his hand was already bloody.

The two of them were stopped by the other with their hands. And their right arms were dislocated from the violent assault.

Xu Xihe roared loudly, and out of nowhere, he slowly raised his two weapons, wanting to lift Chen Yuan high. Chen Yuan gritted his teeth and let out a low roar in his throat, kicked the ground with his right foot, and his body flipped in the air. Xu Xihe was clamped by two weapons and was forced to flip over.

The two of them fell upside down like onions, and the rain splashed up, and it was the color of red blood.

Xu Xihe and Chen Yuan lay with their heads facing the sky, only three feet apart. The two of them breathed heavily, and the rain hit their faces and bodies.

They looked up at the sky, their pupils slowly dilated. The heavens and the earth hung upside down, and the black clouds turned into billions of needles piercing them.

It hurts.

It's been a long time since I've experienced such a bitter pain.

No. I've never experienced such a refreshing pain!

This pain is hearty!

This pain hurts the soul!

The ancients have not been seen before. Where do I come from? A bloody battlefield?

I didn't see the comer afterward. Where does this road lead? Mourn the death of the wilderness!

Thinking of heaven and earth. What the hell am I fighting for?

God tell me! What the hell am I fighting for!

Ha ha......

Hahahaha......

The two tired souls laughed wildly towards the sky. They laughed so merrily, so wantonly!

Is it a mockery of the angry gods?

Is it a shame on the irresistible fate?

Heavenly Father was furious. Is Tianwei teased by Rong Er and other idiots!

A huge and dazzling bolt of lightning pierced the dome as if it had come from time to time, as if to lash these two crazy vulgar men!

That day, the anger was rampant, and it carried out Unai! Lightning and thunder are inviolable!

Many people in the square were timid in the face of heavenly punishment and squatted down with their ears covered. Although the nobles in the central stand were cut off from the rain, they were also restless and fearful of the thunder and anger of the day.

The monk turned the beads and recited the Buddha in a low voice. Da Sikong also frowned at this vision of heavenly anger. Emperor Hongwu leaned back on his seat, frowning and staring at the stage.

Yan Cigui's heart also became nervous, he didn't expect his friend Xu Xihe's first battle to be so brutal. He knows his friend's temperament very well, and his temper and temperament have come up, so why does he care about what he gains or loses? If you continue to fight like this, I am afraid that both of you on the field will be in danger of your life.

The two idiots in the ring were tired of laughing, and the laughter gradually drowned out in the rain.

It seems like there are only two of them in this world. Starting from the desolation of the universe and heading towards the vast future.

There is no birth. Didn't die either.

Only win! With defeat!

Only win!

The pupils of the two of them suddenly constricted, and their eyes shot into the sky like needles. The soul is no longer adrift, and the heart is no longer hesitating.

Their hands still hold on to their two sharp blades. The right hand was dislocated and could not exert its strength, and the left hand held the opponent's blade and dragged it to the side.

Xu Xihe dragged away the Cold Moon Knife. Chen Yuan got the fire dragon spear.

After getting the weapon, the two hurriedly rolled to the rear, and then struggled to get up with the support of the weapon.

Hahahaha...... Joyfully!

Xu Xi and Yang Tian laughed, blood stains between their lips and teeth. He raised his knife and pointed at Chen Yuan, who was holding a fire dragon spear opposite, as if looking at a joke.

Hehehehe......

Chen Yuan also laughed in a low voice, raising his gun and pointing at Xu Xihe, who was covered in bruises on the opposite side, as if he also laughed at the Cold Moon Knife.

They were all laughing at themselves on the other side.

Boom Rumble......

Thunder rolled in and out. Like ten thousand fiery horses raising a cloud of smoke and dust on the vast field, the earth also faintly shook with it.

Xu Xihe's heart was beating wildly. Little by little, the power condensed on the knife in his left hand, his right arm was red, and the Cold Moon Knife also lit up with a red color, and the rain steamed out of his sword with a thick vapor. His blood was boiling, like an ancient god of war descending from the sky and possessing him!

Chen Yuan's pulse beat slower and slower, and each beating of the meridians seemed to condense stronger strength. The fire dragon spear showed a cold air in his hand, and a thin layer of ice condensed on the tip of the spear. He was engrossed in catching the flow of air, his heart pulsating and seemed to be still, as if a god had awakened from the depths of the netherworld and allowed him to see another world!

Rumble!

Thunder! Rainstorm! Growl! Gallop!

The greatest power between heaven and earth finally broke out, and the heavenly soldiers and horses stepped through the sky, and the battle spirit erupted between heaven and earth!

This moment is like an eternity!

The fire dragon spear was coagulated with a thin layer of ice, Chen Yuan held the middle end of the hilt of the spear, and stabbed forward with an absolute sword technique, without hesitation!

The Cold Moon Knife burst out a red color, and before the blade could cut through the raindrops, the rain evaporated and disappeared. His body was like a giant bow, shooting the Cold Moon Knife forward, using the fiercest spear technique.

The tip of the gun is pointed at the tip of the knife and cuts into the air.

The ice melts. Water vapor condensation.

The spark burst out from where the gun and the knife met, and then staggered closely. Black gold and silver meet, shining like the sun.

Xu Xihe smiled childlike at the dragon and tiger spear that came at the spurt.

Chen Yuan's chest faced the Cold Moon Knife, in a desperate posture!

Boom Boom!

The gods ceased to be frightened, and seemed to have calmed their anger, and instead seemed to laugh triumphantly.

Idiot! Your unwillingness and persistence are a joke!

There is no life and no death.

There is only victory and defeat!

Win or lose!