"My sister said that she didn't want to be disturbed tonight, so she specially asked me to guard the door for her here." Zhao Zheng replied lightly.

"But she also said that I would go to her in the second watch." Zhou Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he deliberately glanced at the life sword that refracted the light, and the light was as cold as frost.

"Really? I don't remember hearing her say that. Zhao Zheng pretended not to know.

Zhou Chen had already determined that Zhao Zheng was trying to find fault, but he still smiled kindly: "I am an elder, how can I lie to you." ”

"Ginger is the older it gets, the spicier it gets, the older it gets, the more slippery it is, and the more elders, the more untrustworthy it is." Zhao Zheng shook his head slowly.

"Hehe, if it's in business, it's true, but I didn't lie to you today, it's better for you to let me go."

"It's easy for you to go over, when I'm lying on the ground and can't move, when you can pass." Zhao Zheng said as he pressed the sword out of the sheath, and the sword body drew a dazzling arc, and a strong wind swept around, blowing the fire and dancing wildly.

"Brother Xian, it hurts your anger if you talk like this." Zhou Chen clearly felt the threat on Zhao Zheng's body, and secretly clenched his fists to accumulate internal strength.

"Harmony is used to hurt." Zhao Zheng pointed at the air with a slanted sword and showed a starting hand.

Zhou Chen spent five hundred taels of white flowers to go out today, how could he be frightened here? What's more, in his opinion, Zhao Zheng is just a yellow-haired boy who is not a thousand milky hair, and he is really not to be afraid. He made up his mind that he had to pass through the difficulties tonight and open Shen Luoxia's boudoir.

Both entered with the will to fight, their eyes were short-sighted, and they started to move at the same time.

Zhao Zheng knew that the other party's strength was not bad, and he should not be underestimated, so he was unceremonious, and swung three swords in a row, using the impermanence and variability of the Maha sword technique.

Zhou Chen suffered the loss of having no blade, and as soon as he made a move, he was forced back two steps by several sword flowers and fell into a disadvantage. He is good at kung fu with hidden weapons, and he is good at playing money darts, but the hidden weapons have no eyes, and they are easy to hurt when they are released. Zhao is Shen Luoxia's younger brother, and he didn't want to hurt Zhao Zheng for a while, so he didn't use the proud secret weapon kung fu, but used a set of thirty-two long fists to fight.

Zhao Zheng's shot was like lightning, and his sword moves were sharp, like a rolling tide, one wave stronger than another. When he swung out the seven swords, he fought more and more smoothly, and simply took the fierce route, and the sword in his hand opened and closed widely, and the cold light was shining, shaking the corridor shadows.

"Strange thing, this kid is not very old, how can he be so powerful, he is ruthless and powerful, and his speed is extremely fast, looking at this, at least he has the strength of double death, I really underestimated him before." Zhou Chen was secretly surprised in his heart. He dodged left and right, dodged several attacks, grabbed a flaw and launched a counterattack, using the "rushing double palms" in the 32-style long fist, his hands were closed on both sides of his abdomen, and he stepped forward in a lunge, and suddenly pushed out his palms, piercing through the shroud of sword light.

Zhao faced his palms and did not panic in the slightest, and naturally recalled the sword move in his mind specifically to deal with this situation, and quickly withdrew the sword of his life, blocking it horizontally in front of him, and appropriately placed it in the position where his palms were about to be shot. If Zhou Chen's palms were solid, he would have to be cut bloody by the blade.

This defensive sword move is called "Moth to Fire", which means to let the enemy pounce on him and bring about his own destruction.

Zhou Chen saw the cold light flashing in front of him, and immediately felt bad, so he forcibly retracted the momentum of his palms, and let out a muffled sound around his body, and fixed his palms that were half swinged. At this moment, his palm was only an inch away from the blade. This is also thanks to the fact that he is a triple martial artist, and he has a certain strength, if he is replaced by a double martial artist, I am afraid that he will not be able to take back this opponent's palm.

Zhao Zheng forced back Zhou Chen's palms, launched a further attack, and swung the sword of life horizontally and violently, cutting Zhou Chen's arms, leaving no room for anything.

Zhou Chen collected the trick halfway, and the blood and qi in his body surged and collided, his movements were affected, and he almost couldn't dodge. He dodged the move, rolled over and kicked against the wall, bounced with his strength, jumped on the guardrail next to him, and crouched on it. He secretly complained in his heart: "This kid has a blade in his hand, and his swordsmanship is sharp and powerful, I am definitely not an opponent to fight him with my bare hands, if it is a mistake, I must see red tonight." It seems that if you want to win, you still have to use my money dart, but you have to be careful, don't hurt him seriously, hit him in the hair or sleeve, and let him retreat. ”

Zhao Zheng didn't give Zhou Chen a respite, he chased after him with a sword move, jumped up in the air, and tapped Zhou Chen's head with the sharp tip of the sword.

Zhou Chen hurriedly dodged, fell to the ground, and then pretended to use a thirty-two-style long fist to counterattack. He threw a punch, and his other hand secretly reached into the dart bag, seized a money dart, and waited for an opportunity to sneak attack.

Hidden weapons, hidden weapons, of course, you have to secretly kill them, attack them unprepared, take them by surprise, and catch the enemy off guard.

After two more moves, Zhou Chen seized the opportunity, shook his hand violently, and knocked out the money dart in his hand, aiming at Zhao Zheng's hair.

Zhao Zheng caught a glimpse of the golden light, and immediately turned around to dodge. He had long known that Zhou Chen was good at playing money darts, so he had been secretly guarding against this hand.

The money dart broke through the air and sounded, and flew over against the lock of black hair that Zhao Zheng threw away, cutting off a few strands of hair. If Zhao Zheng hid more slowly, a whole lock of hair would be shaved off.

"Toot!"

The hollowed money dart was nailed to the opposite wall, piercing the earth and stones, and disappeared without a trace.

If you are hit by such a dart, you must be killed or injured.

Zhao Ru was facing a great enemy, raised his vigilance, and killed Zhou Chen with a sword, trying to fight him in close quarters.

Zhou Chen missed the blow, frowned, quickly retreated backwards, and took out three money darts in one breath and buckled them between his fingers. With every step back, he knocked out a money dart. The money dart pierced the night, leaving a straight golden light in midair. In the blink of an eye, he had already knocked out all three money darts.

Zhao Zheng dodged the first money dart sideways, blocked the second money dart with his sword, and jumped high on the guardrail on one side to dodge the third money dart. He swooped down from a high position, drew an arc of light with a sword, and the edge was straight towards Zhou Chen's door. His sword seems to be unpretentious, but it hides a number of back moves, whether the enemy is dodging or blocking, he can be sure to dismantle it.

This sword move was also created by him, and it was the most powerful of several self-created moves, and he named it "A Sword from the West"!

The distance between the two is not more than one zhang, and the victory or defeat is all in an instant.

Zhou Chen faced the cold light rushing to his face, took out a money dart, pinched it with two fingers, and pinched it into an orchid finger gesture, his middle finger suddenly exerted his strength, and the money dart was bounced out, aiming at the back of Zhao Zheng's hand, wanting to knock the sword in Zhao Zheng's hand down.

Zhao Zheng changed his move in the air, shook the sword in his hand, and heard the crisp sound of "ding", and flew the money dart away, and the tip of the sword continued to run towards Zhou Chen's door.

The shadow stopped, the sword flowers were scattered, and the cold light was restrained.

Zhao Zheng stood tall and stood in front of Zhou Chen, the sword in his hand did not move at all, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the tip of Zhou Chen's nose, if he sent a little bit further, he could pierce the skin.

A drop of cold sweat slid down Zhou Chen's cheek, and his complexion became ugly. He thought that tonight would be a big deal to lose at the hands of Shen Luoxia, and even if he lost, he would be able to fight against his favorite Meijin, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even enter Meijin's boudoir and was blocked by a yellow-haired boy. It's not that he hasn't been defeated, but he is really unwilling to be defeated by the sword of a yellow-haired boy.

Zhao Zheng won the battle, and he was very happy, Ling Ran said: "I won't hurt you, but don't take it as an example, remember to stay away from my sister in the future." After speaking, the sword was put into the sheath, and the sword body rubbed against the scabbard to make a snake letter swallowing sound.

"Brother Xian, you are inevitably too arrogant, do you think you really beat me? If you hadn't relied on the advantage of the sword, and I didn't want to hurt you with a dart, you would have lost a long time ago, and you would have been able to do it in front of me. Zhou Chen lost money and was humiliated by Zhao Zheng, and he was a little angry.

"You're not convinced?"

"Of course not."

"Okay, let's compete again, this time I don't use a sword, you don't use money darts, we compete with fists and feet, what do you think?" Zhao Zheng asked with an eyebrow.

"I think it's good! Fists and kicks are no better than swords, and even if there are some bumps, they will not lead to death. If it's a fist, I don't have to let you. Zhou Chen responded.

"Hmph, I don't need you to let me."

"We agreed in advance, if I beat you with my fists and kicks this time, you will have to obediently make way for me."

"If you have anything to say, I'll talk about it when you win!" Zhao Zhengyan raised his hands and prepared to make a move.

"I'm going to let you know I'm good at punching and kicking tonight!" Zhou Chen's eyes were sharp, and he attacked forward, using a fierce and neutral "three-step fist", stepping out of his left foot and swinging his right fist, his fist was as powerful as a tiger.

For this kind of straightforward attack, he should have dodged the counterattack, but Zhao Zheng suddenly became interested, and planned to have a hard encounter to see who was higher and who was lower in his fist power with the opponent. He had just won the battle, and his self-confidence doubled, and he met it without fear, using his internal force, and he also threw a punch with all his strength.

The two fists collided together, making a muffled sound, like the morning bell of an ancient temple!

Both fists were so powerful that if they hit a stone, it would break it. The two forces collided together, almost like two beasts colliding. The two suddenly collided and separated, Zhao Zheng took two steps back, stabilized his heels, Zhou Chen first took three steps back, and then was shocked by an internal force, and took two steps back until he leaned against the wall.

Zhou Chen only felt that the phalanges of his fist were about to break, the pain was incomparable, and his body was also affected by internal force, as if he was overturning the river and the sea, his throat was salty, he vomited out a mouthful of blood, and said in his heart: "This, this kid's internal strength is stronger than mine, could it be that he has also reached the realm of triple death?" This is really hell, how can he cultivate to such a point at such a young age! ”

(To be continued)