"What kind of bird swordsmanship, looking at the bells and whistles, it's really useless. Seeing Duan Hai like this, the shirtless man spat on the ground with displeasure, put away his knife and turned to Wu Zifeng.

"Brother Tu's "Liuhe Knife Technique" is becoming more and more proficient. Wu Zifeng shook the folding fan lightly and smiled at the big man.

"Haha, I have mastered the Liuhe Sword Technique, this time I Tu Qianchen must show my strength in the martial arts and fight for a leading position!" Tu Qianchen laughed.

"Then I wish Brother Tu success, and I will congratulate him with wine. Wu Zifeng still smiled, but there was no sincerity in his words.

As the young master of Dihai City, he naturally knew in his heart that Tu Qianchen's generation had a few catties and taels.

There is no age limit for the Nine Cities on Martial Arts, there are a total of ten rings, so there are many people involved, and in the end, most of the veteran warriors who can stay in the ten rings are some veteran martial artists who have built more than eight layers of the body, and even some strongmen who have built nine layers of the body will come to fight for the position of the champion in order to enter the imperial court.

Therefore, although there have been many young talents over the years, very few of them have been able to hold the position of champion, and they are basically eliminated after doing their best.

Although as long as you can do your best to show your extraordinaryness during this period, there is a high chance that you will be selected as a disciple by various martial arts sects, but the final position of the champion is some veteran martial artists.

Although Tu Qianchen is a figure among the younger generation, if it is said that he can shine and be favored by various sects, it is not a problem, but if he wants to be greedy for the position of lord, I am afraid it is a fantasy.

Tu Qianchen had a rough temperament, and he couldn't hear the hypocrisy in Wu Zifeng's words, but he only thought that he was sincerely congratulating himself, and he was suddenly very happy.

Just as the two were talking, there was a change on the second floor, and a figure holding an ink-black long sword jumped down and attacked Wu Zifeng.

The speed of the person who came was extremely fast, and he came to the door in the blink of an eye, and the ink sword in his hand slashed down in the air, bringing up an afterimage.

"Stop!" In the flash of light, Tu Qianchen, who was standing in front of Wu Zifeng, felt a crisis, and then roared, and the treasure knife moved again, turning around and sweeping out.

He deeply felt that the comer was extraordinary, and he used the Liuhe knife technique to the extreme, and this knife was better than all the previous ones.

"Get out!" But the same two words sounded, the ink sword remained the same, and Tu Qianchen's powerful knife slashed straight together, accompanied by a cry of pain, the big knife in Tu Qianchen's hand fell off, and his body was volleyed, and he was actually slashed by the ink dust with a sword, rolling and smashing over many tables and chairs in the hall.

The ink sword did not reduce its speed, and continued to slash towards Wu Zifeng with amazing power.

Tu Qianchen's obstruction was not useless, Wu Zifeng had already reacted in the blink of an eye, and as soon as his five fingers were loosened, he threw away the folding fan, and instantly a blue sword was blocked in front of him.

With a "ding" sound, the two swords slammed into each other, and Wu Zifeng only felt an absolute power coming from the sword, and his originally stable body was also blasted out, smashing straight into the shops across the street.

The sudden change made the originally lively street market chaotic, many people heard the movement from afar, gathered, and countless pairs of eyes looked in the direction of the national color Tianxiang Building.

Mo Chen stood at the door of the Tianxiang Guoshi Building, looking at the big hole that had been smashed out of the shop, and waited quietly. Behind him, Tu Qianchen lay motionless in the hall, already fainting.

Just now, a sword ink dust has suppressed his own realm at the eighth layer of the building body, even so, Tu Qianchen and the others are already invincible, but Mo Chen can see that Wu Zifeng is not the only one, he is the only young martial artist who can arouse his interest these days.

Sure enough, although Wu Zifeng was a little embarrassed, he was not injured, but slowly walked out of the ruins, but the hand holding the sword trembled slightly.

Seeing that the person who was blasted out of the restaurant was Wu Zifeng, there were bursts of exclamations in the market.

"Oh my God, that's Wu Zifeng!"

"How could the young city lord be so embarrassed?"

"This is in Dihai City, who dares to take the initiative against Shaocheng, isn't it asking for trouble?"

The crowd was talking, and the people who watched the excitement were gathering more and more, and the eye-catching ones had already turned around to inform the City Lord's Mansion.

"Who is Your Excellency, why did you suddenly attack him?" Wu Zi's cover was solemn, he naturally felt the power of the sword just now, it was the power of the eighth layer of the building body with all his strength, if it wasn't for the fact that he had already broken through to the eighth layer of the building body the day before yesterday, he would have blocked it, if he was changed to himself a few days ago, I am afraid that it would not be much better than Tu Qianchen.

"Attacking you, I can't talk about it, but I saw that you had some strength, and it just so happened that I had some itchy hands, so ...... It's the same as this guy. Mo Chen pointed at Tu Qianchen behind him with a smile on his face, Wu Zifeng didn't disappoint him, it seems that he can have a little fun today.

"This ......" Wu Zifeng couldn't cry or laugh, just now he was in the restaurant with Tu Qianchen on a whim, but he didn't expect retribution to come so soon.

That's the truth, since you can find others uncomfortable, you naturally have to be prepared, and someone will find you uncomfortable in the next second.

"Show your real skills, be careful. Mo Chen didn't explain much, just said lightly, but the ink sword in his hand was raised, killing Wu Zifeng.

Wu Zifeng was helpless, raised his sword to meet him, and the Wu family's secret mastery "Gentleman's Sword" was suddenly used, with Ling Ran's heroic spirit between the moves, and it was very powerful, but after a few moves, Wu Zifeng became more and more frightened.

It looks like an ordinary ink-colored long sword, and every attack has the power of the eighth-layer martial artist to strike with all his might, although the attack is unorganized, but each sword must try its best to defuse it, and if it can't be stopped, it will be either dead or injured.

"Look, it's a gentleman's swordsmanship!"

"I didn't expect the young city lord to be forced to this, where is that young man?"

The onlookers exclaimed again and again, the name of the gentleman's sword is a household name in the entire Dihai City, who has not heard of the gentleman's sword that "there is a gentleman in the world, and a sword kills the world"?

At that time, Wu Siqian, the lord of Dihai City, relied on this swordsmanship to single-handedly travel all over the major sects in the sea area, and finally won the respect of all forces with one person and one sword, which led to the establishment of the Nine Cities Alliance and the successful holding of the Martial Arts Conference.

Before that, Earthsea City was nowhere near as beautiful as it is now.

There are six levels of martial arts cultivation in the world, first the lowest level of non-entry, and then the human-level, Xuan-level, heaven-level exercises, peerless exercises, and the legendary supreme exercises.

"Gentleman's Sword" is the secret practice of the Wu family, and now it is carried forward in the hands of Wu Siqian, it is a rare Xuan-level exercise, and its power is much stronger than Tu Qianchen's human-level exercise "Liuhe Knife".

Wu Zifeng also thinks so, he has a clear understanding of his strength, but at this moment, the young man in front of him makes him unable to see through.

The ink sword is fierce, Wu Zifeng must use all his strength to block a sword, and in just a few exchanges, he feels stuffy in his chest, and his mouth is full of fish, and the parry is already weak.

In the end, he was forced to be helpless, he stretched out his long sword, blocked Mochen with all his strength, and his body quickly took three steps back, giving up a move.

With a chance to breathe, he raised his sword again, but it was Haowei condensation, all in one sword.

"Block this move, I'll admit defeat!" Wu Zifeng tried his best martial arts, and the killing move of "Gentleman's Wind" "Zhaoran One Sword" was started, he didn't want to spend it, so it was better to divide the winner with one move.