"Everyone dispersed. ”

The people of Chengjiazhuang dispersed and surrounded the open space of more than ten zhang.

"Are you sure you use this knife?" Song Qing looked at Cheng Yuan and asked coldly.

Cheng Yuan slanted the knife and said lightly: "Come on." ”

With the realm of heaven and man, even if he only uses the strength and speed of the internal strength martial artist, his strength surpasses that of the martial arts master, and he can completely abuse Song Qing with any sword.

So he was reluctant to use the Dark Knife.

"Good. Before it was time to make a move, Song Qing took a deep breath instead, calmed down, and his eyes were like ice.

He can reach the realm of a warrior at this age, and his heart is not ordinary, although he is violent at the moment, he is not impatient.

Call!

Song Qing moved suddenly, two steps under his feet, and the slashing knife in his hand slashed towards Cheng Yuan, and the sword light flashed, extremely sharp.

"The strength of the whole body is integrated into one, and the body and knife skills are subtle and subtle, and this person's strength is not weak. ”

Cheng Yuan slashed the blade of the sword from the side.

With his strength realm, Song Qing's sword technique is nothing more than a play in front of him.

Cheng Yuan observed Song Qing's strength while judging in his heart.

"The uncles of Chengjiazhuang have practiced swords and guns for decades, but they have no subtle martial arts cultivation, although the foundation is very proficient, but there are often some habitual flaws and omissions. ”

"And this young man from the Song Mansion seems to have been taught and practiced by a famous teacher, and his foundation is perfect, and he is much stronger than my uncles and uncles in Chengjiazhuang. ”

"Snake Knife Technique!"

Whew!

Song Qing slashed several times in a row, but was blocked by Cheng Yuan, gritted his teeth, and the knife light in his hand slashed several times in the air like a poisonous snake, and the trajectory was unexpected, and Cheng Yuan's eyes suddenly flashed with cold light.

However, although this knife technique is vicious, it is useless in front of Cheng Yuan's absolute realm, and the long knife in his hand is as clever as a light and clever several slashes, all of which hit the side blade of the Slashing Blade, swinging the Slashing Knife away.

Song Qing's wrists were sore, and his eyes were full of horror and disbelief: "How is it possible?

This kind of grasp and vision of strength is far beyond his imagination.

"Impossible! How is it possible? With just one broken Zhuangzi, where can this kind of master be cultivated?" Song Qing was unwilling in his heart, shouted angrily, and once again used his sword with all his strength, and all kinds of knife killing moves that he had practiced were used one after another.

The sword light was cold, the knife was whistling, and within a radius of several zhang of the two of them, the figure moved and the cold light flickered.

In just a short moment, Song Qing almost used all the swordsmanship and killing moves he had learned, but he still couldn't help the young man in Chengjiazhuang in front of him.

"Ahh

Cheng Yuan's eyes also turned cold.

This young man from the Song Mansion is a little ignorant.

"Let go!"

Cheng Yuan suddenly turned the sword light, and it happened to be subtly shocked on the side of the Slashing Knife, Song Qing suddenly felt a strong force smashing in the interval between the exertion, and the Slashing Slashing Knife in his hand flew out unconsciously.

Scold!

The blue-black blade of the divine weapon was directly half-inserted into the ground of the martial arts training ground.

Song Qing subconsciously took a few steps back, and looked at the scene in front of him in disbelief: "How could it be ......?"

"Did I really lose?"

Cheng Yuan looked at the knife in his hand, there were already many defects on the blade, all of which appeared with a slight rub of the blade of the Slashing Blade.

Although the blades are not defective, it is estimated that it will cost nearly one or two silver to repair them.

His heart twitched faintly, and he said to Song Qing, who was stunned, with an expressionless face: "Please." Then he turned and left.

After going back to have dinner with the third uncle, Cheng Yuan was going to continue to go out to cultivate.

Song Qing lowered his head and muttered to himself, and when he heard Cheng Yuan's words, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot: "No!

He took a few steps, pulled out the knife on the ground, and pounced directly at Cheng Yuan: "Don't go!"

Cheng Yuan turned to look at him with a cold look in his eyes.

"Song Qing!" At the entrance of the martial arts training ground, there was an angry reprimand.

At the same time, a fast and terrifying figure quickly rushed from the entrance of the martial arts training ground, and Song Qing was about to raise his knife to slash at Cheng Yuan, who turned around, when his wrist was directly hit by an afterimage.

Qiang.

The Slasher falls to the ground.

"Crane Lao. Song Qing looked at the old man in front of him in a daze, but was slapped directly in the face by Song Ya, who came in a hurry.

This slap knocked Song Qing off his head, and his cheeks were bruised.

"Song Qing, is it okay, sneak attack from behind?" Song Ya's beautiful face contained anger: "Where did you put the Song family's face?"

Song Qing's face was pale, and he didn't speak. After calming down, he also regretted it.

was already defeated by Cheng Yuan, and now, he lost his face.

He looked around, and the eyes of everyone in Chengjiazhuang looking at him were full of contempt, indifference, and anger.

"Brother Cheng Yuan, I'm sorry. He was silent for a long time, his face stiffened, and he said to Cheng Yuan stiffly.

Cheng Yuan didn't pay much attention to him at all.

If it weren't for Song Qing shouting before he made a move, he would definitely let Song Qing taste the price of blood.

"Brother Cheng, it's our Song Mansion that it's at fault, and the little woman is here to make amends. Song Ya looked at Cheng Yuan, her face softened, and she saluted.

"It doesn't matter. Cheng Yuan's tone was a little cold.

This Song Qing, who came to provoke for no reason, was defeated and was not convinced by the sneak attack, anyone will be angry.

It's just that Cheng Jiazhuang is not good at offending the Song family, and Cheng Yuan doesn't want to dwell on it too much.

"This slashing knife is an apology from our Song family, and we ask Brother Cheng to accept it. Song Ya smiled slightly when she heard this, took off the saber at her waist, and handed it to Cheng Yuan.

The surrounding Cheng family Zhuang men were a little breathless, and the Song family's wealth and magnificence could be seen.

"Fifteen hundred taels of the Soul Slashing Knife, just give it to me as an apology?" Cheng Yuan was stunned, frowned, and didn't speak.

Although Song Qing sneaked attacked, he was stopped by the old man of the Song family, and he didn't really start it. The Song family's apology is too heavy, and it seems that it wants to be involved in human relations.

"No, it's too expensive. Cheng Yuan shook his head and said.

Although he is short of money now, he doesn't want to have anything to do with this Song family casually.

Looking at Cheng Yuan's reaction, Song Ya's smile froze slightly, she already understood Cheng Yuan's thoughts, and said: "Since Brother Cheng doesn't want to cut the Soul Sword, there are three hundred taels of silver tickets here, which is also the sincerity of my Song family, and I hope that Brother Cheng must accept it." ”

She took out three more silver tickets from her waist and handed them to Cheng Yuan.

“...... Okay, then I'll take it. Cheng Yuan thought for a while, then stretched out his hand to take it, now he is short of money, and these three hundred taels are used as an apology for the Song Mansion, and he really has a clear conscience when he accepts it.

Seeing Cheng Yuan accept the silver ticket, Song Ya smiled and said: "Four days later, it is the day of the trial of heaven and man in Youhe County, if Brother Cheng arrives, you can come to my Song Mansion as a guest." The Song Mansion will definitely treat you well. ”

After speaking, Song Ya saluted, and left with Song Qing and the old man of Song Mansion.

When they walked away, Cheng Yuan twisted the silver ticket in his hand, the paper was tough, it should not be a fake, and he put it in his arms.

"Yes, Ah Yuan!" Cheng Yongshan and other uncles came over, excited one by one: "That Song Qing just now, he has two knife skills, but I didn't expect to be killed by you." “

They have been practicing martial arts for decades, and their eyesight is also vicious, not to mention that Song Qing is already an internal martial artist, and that sword technique alone is better than most of them.

As a result, Cheng Yuan was stunned to use an ordinary iron knife to knock out Song Qing's slashing knife, and Song Qing couldn't help it.

"Recently, my sword skills have improved a bit, and it was a coincidence just now. Cheng Yuan said modestly, but he was thinking subconsciously in his heart.

That Song Qing, the moves are rigorous and exquisite, and the strength is one, and he has already won the vast majority of the men in Chengjiazhuang, I don't know which level of martial artists, samurai, masters, and grandmasters should be counted?

And the old man of the Song Mansion who appeared behind him was just a finger, and when Song Qing went all out, he accurately pointed at Song Qing's wrist, this strength and eyesight were much better than Song Qing, which level should it be?