When Guo Zhiyuan's words fell, the atmosphere was so cold that it almost froze, but Chu Haoyu laughed instead, nodded and said: "Okay, Guo Gongzi is really arrogant, but, a gangster, this son really beats, beats." ”

In Chu Haoyu's cold shout, Chu Peng, who was standing on one side, immediately moved, and raised his hand to attack Guo Zhiyuan with one palm.

Chu Peng's speed was fast, but his palm momentum was extremely slow, and the two completely different feelings gave people indescribable discomfort, but a cold light flashed in Guo Zhiyuan's eyes.

Guo Zhiyuan is the eldest son and grandson of the Tibetan Sword Villa, especially he inherited all his father's hopes, he has practiced martial arts hard since he was a child, and his martial arts cultivation at a young age has become extraordinary, so he can naturally feel the momentum of the opponent's palm, especially the indifference in his eyes, so that Guo Zhiyuan does not dare to be careless. Raised his hand and stabbed a sword trick into Chu Peng's palm, bringing up a proud sword aura, and he was hiding the weak water sword trick in the world.

As Chu Haoyu's personal guard, Chu Peng has been trained extremely strictly and even cruelly since he was a child, especially for orders, even if he dies, he must carry them out.

The two of them did not dodge, and in an instant, Guo Zhiyuan's sword technique had intersected with Chu Peng's palm, and suddenly, both of them shook uncontrollably, among them, Guo Zhiyuan's figure flickered, and Chu Peng took a step back.

After one move, Chu Peng knew that Guo Zhiyuan's internal strength was higher than his own, but it was impossible for Chu Peng to retreat. With the power of the countershock, he flew high, and then rushed down quickly, not colliding with Guo Zhiyuan, but attacking Guo Zhiyuan one after another with his extremely fast body technique.

Looking at his opponent's phantom-like figure, Guo Zhiyuan became more and more cautious, and made a sword move, making this slightly small room filled with Dao sword energy.

Soon, the two had fought hundreds of moves, and the fight was inseparable, seeing Chu Haoyu's eyes shining, he even opened the door and asked, "Uncle Zheng, who do you say can win?" ”

Except for a few glances at the beginning, Chu Zheng paid more attention to the wine in his hand, and only put down the wine glass when he heard Chu Haoyu's words, and said a little absent-mindedly: "On martial arts cultivation, Chu Peng has to lose, but if you want to divide life and death, it must be Guo Xiaozi who will die." ”

Looking at Chu Zheng, Chu Haoyu had a trace of doubt in his eyes, and opened his mouth to ask, "What do you say?" ”

Snorted coldly, Chu Zheng opened his mouth to explain: "The Tibetan Sword Villa is famous for asking water tricks and weak water swordsmanship, asking water tricks has a long breath, and weak water swordsmanship is endless, Guo Xiaozi has obtained Guo Lao'er's true inheritance, Chu Peng's martial arts cultivation is a weak Guo boy, however, Chu Peng has been through life and death for a long time, and it is not at all comparable to a son like him." Speaking of this, Chu Zheng glared at Chu Haoyu even more before continuing: "It's just that you kid only wants to watch the excitement, and you don't want to kill him to make Chu Peng scruples, and in the end, I'm afraid that both sides will lose, and I can't say that Chu Peng will suffer." ”

This time, Chu Haoyu somewhat understood what Chu Zheng meant. As Chu Haoyu's personal guard, Chu Peng has experienced a lot of things that ordinary people can't bear, even if Guo Zhiyuan is better than Chu Peng, Chu Peng has a way to kill Guo Zhiyuan.

nodded very approvingly, but Chu Haoyu asked again: "Uncle Zheng, you said, what is the chance of winning if I fight with him?" ”

After looking at Chu Haoyu for a moment, although Chu Zheng was unwilling, he could only speak: "Your kid's martial arts are higher than him, and he is not stupid, if you go all out, you have a sixty percent chance of winning." Seeing the unbearable smile on Chu Haoyu's face, Chu Zheng continued: "However, you have no experience, and if you lose your mind, you will be defeated." The master has made a move, and the victory or defeat is only a thought. ”

Hearing the last sentence, the smile on Chu Haoyu's face instantly froze, and he glared at Chu Zheng with great dissatisfaction for a moment before turning his head and continuing to watch the fight between Chu Peng and Guo Zhiyuan.

Indeed, as Chu Zheng said, Guo Zhiyuan's martial arts cultivation is a step ahead of Gao Chupeng, but Chu Peng's extraordinary skills are ruthless, especially the offensive that is not afraid of death, which puts Guo Zhiyuan on the defensive.

Or attracted by this competition, Yuebin Building has gathered a lot of visitors, and the most eye-catching of them is the father and daughter of the Wei family.

Wei Ming and his son Wei Anping look similar, but they have to lose a few points, but their eyes are calm, and they are shrewd and calm at first glance. The woman beside Wei Ming was wearing a dark green long skirt, her complexion was fair, her cherry lips were small and her eyes were wavy, especially the light smile on her face, which was delicate and charming, so that many people did not dare to look directly. This woman is Wei Ming's daughter and Guo Zhiyuan's concubine, Wei Baizhi.

There were also two people standing beside Wei Baizhi, both of them were the same solemn and cold, and their temples were overestimated, and their breath was long, they were masters at a glance, and these two were Guo Zhiyuan's guards. The two of them have experienced storms for a long time and have extraordinary eyesight, so they can naturally see Guo Zhiyuan's situation, which seems to be dangerous but is not a big deal, so they have never made a move.

Unable to force Guo Zhiyuan back, a cold light flashed in Chu Peng's eyes, even though he knew that his son-in-law just wanted him to have a fight with Guo Zhiyuan, but the order was a slap in the face of Wei Anping.

Taking a step back, Chu Peng finally drew his sword out of the sheath, and the sharp sword light was like a flash of lightning, bringing a mysterious trajectory to stab Guo Zhiyuan's throat.

Suddenly, many people were shocked, especially the two guards of the Wei family's father and daughter and Guo Zhiyuan, the two guards were even more vigilant, thinking that Guo Zhiyuan would make a move if he made a mistake.

At the moment when Chu Peng drew his sword, Guo Zhiyuan also had a long sword in his hand, and the faint light was like a pool of autumn water, which was a famous autumn water sword in the rivers and lakes. With a sword in hand, Guo Zhiyuan became more and more calm, and the long sword he waved seemed to be rolling towards Chu Peng like waves, but it was actually an offensive defense.

Seeing the two of them out of the sword, especially feeling the sword intent in it, Chu Haoyu couldn't help asking, "Uncle Zheng, there won't be an accident, right?" ”

At this moment, Chu Zheng no longer looked lazy, stared straight at the two people in the fight, his eyes flashed with light, and said in a deep voice: "What do you say? ”

smiled bitterly, but Chu Haoyu was speechless, and once again set his eyes on Chu Peng and Guo Zhiyuan. The sword momentum of the two was fast, and at this moment, the long swords had intersected nearly a hundred times, making a continuous clanging sound.

Listening to the clanging sound, Chu Haoyu's eyebrows suddenly raised, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which looked a little naughty and a little weird, making Chu Zheng, who noticed him, muttered in his heart that his young master had some crooked ideas.

Facing Guo Zhiyuan's sword net, a touch of ruthlessness appeared on Chu Peng's face, and the long sword he waved was like a poisonous snake wrapped around the Qiushui sword. Seeing this, Guo Zhiyuan sneered in his heart, his Guo family's weak water swordsmanship is the most fearless of fighting, not to mention that the Qiushui Sword is still a soft sword.

Soon, the two long swords were already entangled, but with the slight shaking of Guo Zhiyuan's wrist, a sword suddenly burst out from the Qiushui sword, stabbing at Chu Peng's chest.

Jian Mang, Guo Zhiyuan has practiced martial arts for more than 20 years, and he has condensed the sword with his extraordinary qualifications and hard practice, although his breath is still weak, but for Chu Peng, who is close at hand and defenseless, it definitely has great lethality.

Seeing Guo Zhiyuan condense the sword qi, many people were shocked, but they were just happy and angry, but Chu Peng, who was in the game, did not change in the slightest, and let the sword qi pierce into his chest, but the long sword in his hand suddenly broke and turned into sharp blades to stab at the big points around Guo Zhiyuan's body.

Seeing several broken blades shooting, Guo Zhiyuan, who had no time to collect his sword and defend himself, immediately retreated, but there were still broken blades piercing his body, bringing up blood stains.

With a snort, Chu Peng couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, but the person never stopped, stepped to Wei Anping's side, and slapped him hard.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned, shocked by his loyalty, and would rather be injured than complete the master's order, such a loyal servant, how can it not be convincing, but Guo Zhiyuan's face is so good-looking, the person he wants to protect was slapped hard, and this slap seemed to hit him in the face, or even worse. Staring at Chu Peng, Guo Zhiyuan's face was pale, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, but at this moment, a hidden weapon shot at Guo Zhiyuan's chest, and at an extremely fast speed, it made a squeaking sound of breaking the air.

It was Chu Haoyu who shot out the hidden weapon, and the hidden weapon was the teacup in his hand. At the same time as shooting the hidden weapon, Chu Haoyu shouted, "Let's go." In the shouting, Chu Haoyu's body looked like electricity, grabbed Sun Yunxiu with one hand and jumped out of the window.

At this moment, how could Chu Zheng not understand Chu Haoyu's intentions, and deliberately provoke Guo Zhiyuan so that the disciples of Hidden Sword Villa would chase after him and play a good game of cat and mouse. Thinking about this, Chu Zheng no longer hesitated, and with the wave of his palm, two streams of wine arrows shot at Guo Zhiyuan's two guards, and at the same time flew and grabbed Chu Peng and the old man and left.

Although Guo Zhiyuan was heartfelt, he instinctively swung his sword and slashed at the teacup after practicing martial arts for many years, but what he didn't expect was that Chu Haoyu broke through the innate realm at a young age and had extremely high internal force, and in order to hurt him, he forced the Tibetan Sword Villa to chase after him, Chu Haoyu even used ten percent of his internal force.

The moment he slashed the teacup, Guo Zhiyuan only felt a strong attack, and the newly injured heart was painful, but Guo Zhiyuan forcibly held back this mouthful of blood, and the eldest young master of his Hidden Sword Villa could not be forced to retreat by a weak-crowned young man, but the broken teacup mixed with tea poured Guo Zhiyuan's face, and brought up blood, and there was no more chic appearance, extremely embarrassed.

Feeling the hotness on his face, Guo Zhiyuan's heart burned like fire. How could the eldest young master of his Hidden Sword Villa ever be insulted like this, and still be pointed at by those who don't look down on him at all? Moreover, thinking that he was accused by the second and third uncles of a little mistake and came to Luoxia Town to relax, if today's incident was reported back to Zangjian Villa, I was afraid that there would be a right and wrong.

Thinking of this, Guo Zhiyuan's chest was hot, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and he fainted to the ground.