"Good!"

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers, and the warriors of Nanhua Mansion had a somewhat dull expression, not quite believing the facts that were happening in front of them.

The fake Su Junbao stood in place with his fists in his hands and gasped for breath, not that he was tired, but that he had come to this point, and he could only advance, not retreat.

"Who's next?"

The well-proportioned and erect figure stood on the battlefield and shouted with his fists raised.

"Boom!"

The crowd erupted in earth-shattering cheers again, no matter whether he can win the end or not today, he will definitely become a hero in the Northern Plains and be praised by the world.

"From now on, Fenglan Country will be my ally of Longqi Country, but if you have something to ask for, you only need one sentence! Even if it's far away, I, Longqi Country, will come to help! As the second largest country, the Dragon Monarch took the lead in speaking.

"It's really a young man who is a hero, Your Excellency Feng Lan Kingdom, you have avenged my martial arts family, and my He Danguo martial artists will never dare to forget this kindness! If one day in the future can come to my He Danguo, my martial arts family will definitely treat me with hospitality. The martial arts family head of the martial arts family who had just died also raised his voice.

People can see that if this young man grows up, he may not be able to become a generation of heroes in the Northern Regions!

Although Hua Wanzi and Li Ya were also excited, they were more worried, because the opponent he was really facing now was not only Zhang Ling and Nanhua Mansion martial artists, but also the invincible behemoth behind them.

In this day and age, anyone wants to provoke its majesty, and now, those people are still watching coldly from the stage. If it weren't for the fact that they had to wait for other opponents to appear, Su Junbao was afraid that he would have died long ago.

"Don't be complacent, boy!"

As he was talking, a tall and thin figure floated onto the battle platform, it was a tall and thin young man, except that he was taller, looking at his face, he actually had some similarities with the dead Zhang Ling.

His name is Zhang Xian, he is Zhang Ling's cousin, they are all from the same big family, and they also make swords, and their cultivation has reached the peak of the Yuanying Realm, and they are only half a step away from stepping into the Tonggu Realm, in terms of hard power, they can be regarded as the strongest existence under the Tonggu Realm.

"My cousin was strangled to death by you because of your tricks, I will avenge him now, no one will let you make three moves this time, you will die obediently!" Zhang Xian said, drawing his sword as he spoke.

"Humph! Your cousin is self-inflicted, you want to take revenge, I won't stop you, but I will definitely take someone's life if I make a move, you have to think clearly, there is no regret medicine in the world! ”

The fake Su Junbao said in a similar way, and the real person looked at it from a distance, and he couldn't help but let out a few laughs.

If you want to imitate a person's words and deeds vividly, you must observe them for a long time, although this person does not dare to say that they are very similar, he has already scored three or four points.

The key is that his figure is really similar to himself, but he seems to have seen it somewhere.

Su Junbao couldn't think of it, he could only watch it.

The people of the Northern Plains were even more excited, and for the first time they felt the feeling of being in dialogue with outsiders on an equal footing.

"Don't talk nonsense, under the sword of my Zhang family, you don't want to live." Zhang Xianyi waved his sword and said, the sword was murderous, obviously moved with great murderous intent.

"Come on, then!"

Fake Su Junbao crossed his arms and said to his chest, a swordsman in the Yuan Infant Realm, no matter how high his swordsmanship is, he will not want to stab him in the slightest, and the only thing that is difficult for fake Su Junbao is to always think about how to win it is reasonable.

Everything is ready, Zhang Xian said that he will do it, he is afraid of the opponent's hand-to-hand combat ability, and bullied this fake Su Junbao is still young, and he has not practiced much advanced martial arts, as soon as he came up, he flicked his wrist, and pulled out a huge sword flower and strangled the opponent, among the sword shadows of the Dao, gorgeous and good-looking.

Although the fake Su Junbao couldn't see what kind of swordsmanship the other party was practicing for a while, but this level of sword moves, the other party thought that it was mysterious and profound, in his eyes, every sword stabbed by the opponent could be seen clearly, and after two consecutive twists and easy dodge, Zhang Xian chased after him closely, of course he knew that the other party could not let him succeed so easily.

This young man looks young, but he has a lot of combat experience.

It is not difficult for the fake Su Junbao to hide, but this battle platform is not big, the horizontal and vertical only want to be a few zhang wide, the two chased and fled, and soon reached the corner, and when they arrived here, Su Junbao had no way to escape.

Zhang Xian thought clearly, he just wanted to force the other party into a corner, relying on his height and long arms, coupled with the sword, Su Junbao with his bare hands could not pose any threat to him at all.

Zhang Xian thought so, but he was a little mistaken, Su Junbao began to run away twice, just doubting that the opponent would be like his cousin Zhang Xian, using some kind of aerial sword technique, in that way, the fake Su Junbao is a little difficult to do, but after trying a few tricks, he found that this person seemed to have no signs of intention in this regard at all!

Maybe the other party won't be able to do it at all, the fake Su Junbao thought to himself.

He cultivated to reach the semi-saint, and knew that those who practiced swordsmanship could learn swordsmanship and swordsmanship, but he couldn't learn the realm of swordsmanship, and he needed to rely on his personal comprehension.

Some people can cultivate swordsmanship to be extremely proficient, but the kendo realm has always been stagnant, this is a matter of personal understanding, and only cultivators with extremely high understanding in the kendo realm can be called kendo wizards.

Obviously, although Zhang Xian's age and cultivation are higher than his cousin's, his kendo is not as good as Zhang Ling's, and he is far from reaching the realm of sword heart.

After thinking about this clearly, the fake Su Junbao saw an opportunity, and the other party stabbed with another sword, this time the strength made it a little old, and the sword was relatively old, Su Junbao's ingenious body was close to the sword and dodged as soon as he twisted his body, and after that, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked at the sword.

"Buzz!"

Zhang Xianxia stabbed out a sword, the sword body trembled violently, a strong force came from the sword, the sword held by Zhang Xian was almost out of his hand, the tiger's mouth was numb, and then Zhang Xian knew how strong the opponent's strength was.

Is this person's cultivation really only at the second order of the Yuan Infant Realm? A question crossed his mind.

This can only be known by Zhang Xian himself, who is in it, and outsiders can't see it at all, because the fake Su Junbao uses all physical strength, and there is no martial arts aura flowing, and others can't observe it.

Zhang Xian's surprise in his heart was slightly distracted in the sword move, and when he was stunned, his body was twisted to the side by the force of the sword without obeying the call, and he barely controlled the sword, otherwise the sword would come out of his hand.

At this time, the fake Su Junbao had already relied on his extremely fast body to go around Zhang Xian's side to his back.

"Not good!"

A thought popped up in Zhang Xian's mind, and at this time, the fake Su Junbao had already jumped up, rode on his back, hooked his hand around his neck, and also buckled Zhang Xian's hand holding the sword, making him unable to exert his strength again.

At this point, once the swordsman lost the advantage of using the sword, everyone could foresee that Zhang Xian would be strangled to death on the battlefield by the footsteps of his cousin.