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Monks fight martial artists, and they are born with an advantage.

Not to mention that the nine stars are against the sixfold, and the light realm is a big crush, and it can actually fight?

Seeing Wang Chen and Han Chengkong fighting there, everyone was stunned.

"That's right, that's really Han Chengkong?

"How can you be mistaken, Senior Brother Han is a celebrity in my Xia Wu Upper Court, don't you know him?"

"Yes...... That's not right, Han Chengkong is a monk at the peak of the spirit warrior, right? Spirit Warrior Nine Stars, can't he take a samurai sixfold?"

Han Cheng made an empty move, and the momentum was not small. Although he has no soldiers in his hands and can't show his strongest means, looking at the posture he made, it is clear that he didn't keep his hands, just like this, he can't take a mere samurai six-fold warrior?

"I suspect that this is a fake Senior Brother Han......"

The onlookers looked strange.

Over there.

He didn't even take down Wang Chen after making ten moves in a row, and Han Chengkong was a little embarrassed on his face.

"Boy, there's a trick to eat me, Yahuo Sanlian!"

Han Cheng raised his empty hand, and the air exploded directly.

But it was three streams of fire that appeared in a row, head to tail, like three stars catching the moon, connected together, one after another, and in the naked eye, I saw a narrow fire burst out in the void, as fast as a streamer, shooting directly into Wang Chen's chest.

"Carving insect skills, how difficult it is to break you!"

Wang Chen raised his palm, and he also hit three palms in the air, and the palm power was superimposed, and suddenly the air in front of him exploded directly.

The fire arrow came quickly, colliding with the palm power of the body, and suddenly the void was shaken, and in the end, Han Chengkong was superior, the fire arrow broke through the palm power blockade, and the remaining momentum did not disappear and ran towards Wang Chen, but after all, it was consumed by most of the palm power, and the power of the fire arrow was greatly reduced, which gave Wang Chen time to react, and when he stepped on the earth, his body flew directly sideways, although he fell and ate, but he narrowly avoided the fate of being nailed to the ground by the fire arrow.

"But that's it. Han Chengkong sneered.

"Come again!"

Wang Chen snorted coldly, slapped the earth, and did not give Han Chengkong any chance to take advantage of the victory to pursue, with the power from his arm, the person crossed directly against the ground and ran towards Han Chengkong.

"It's useless. Warrior vs. monk, do you still want to win? You may not be able to beat me even if you stand still, you can fight until now, you are stubborn, now, lie down for me!"

Han Chengkong drank, and the long fire arm in his hand suddenly waved, and took it to Wang Chen.

It's just that this time, Wang Chen's speed of two hundred percent was taken out, like a bolt of lightning, amazingly fast, he easily avoided the grasp of the fire arm, his legs were like the wind, and he kicked Han Chengkong's face, wanting to trample his handsome face.

"Samurai Rokue, do you really think you can get close to me?

The spirit butterfly dance method was carried out, and Han Chengkong's already slow body was even lighter.

Wang Chen's firepower kicked directly into the air, but the stone wall behind Han Chengkong suffered. If it weren't for a layer of ice on the surface, the entire rock wall would have been kicked off with just one kick.

"Come again!"

Han Chengkong's posture was calm and elegant, while Wang Chen was much more rude and rough. However, whether it is Wang Chen or Han Chengkong, the speed is extremely fast, and it is not obvious at first, and when the battle is in full swing, there are directly two clouds of light and shadow flickering there in this area, fighting, and others are dumbfounded.

"This, this person is definitely not Samurai Rokju!" one of them screamed, "Damn, how can Samurai Rokue have such speed?"

"But that's not the case, it forced Senior Brother Han to use the Spirit Butterfly Dance Technique, what is this that a samurai sixfold can do?"

"What's even more excessive is that he used his meat palm to bombard Senior Brother Han's fire arrow triple match, isn't it! The fire arrow technique is a relatively difficult spell to master among the fire spirits. A stream of fire arrows, 1-star fierce beasts don't dare to take the flesh to carry hard, fire arrows three times, this super difficult control technique is used, 1-star fierce beasts are killed on the spot, this kid can be hard with only a pair of meat palms, and he can not die?"

"Even if the cold cliff is inherently unfavorable to the fire cultivators, it shouldn't be like this, right?

"It's not normal, it's very abnormal......"

Wang Chen's ferocious performance simply refreshed the three views of these people.

When will a warrior be able to become like this?

For the monk, shouldn't he be an existence that has been beaten all the time, but he can fight like this with the sixfold body of a samurai?

As a result, a bunch of martial artists among the onlookers were there thinking: When will our martial artists be able to become strong like this?

The two of them crackled for nearly a hundred moves, and finally, Han Chengkong shouted: "Don't fight." "Exit the battle circle directly.

"Why, I'm just warming up. On the other side, Wang Chen smiled very poorly.

Han Chengkong's face darkened slightly: "You don't want to die, you still want it." Let you go today, outside of the academy, you wait for me, don't let me seize the opportunity!"

Inside the cold cliff, heat is consumed all the time. Where does the heat come from? Of course, it is the blood of the warrior himself, and the spiritual power of the monk himself.

Of course, Han Chengkong is not afraid of fighting again, and he has a high probability of winning, but if his spiritual power is exhausted because of this, what will he do in the next day, freezing to death in the cold cliff?

Freezing to death is an exaggeration, but this taste is by no means something Han Cheng dreams of.

A truce is undoubtedly the best option. Anyway, if you win the battle, it is nothing more than a lesson for this kid, if you really want this kid's life, I'm afraid that the master will have him suffer.

Wang Chen looked at him, his eyes flashed, as if he expected what he was thinking, and smiled: "What, are you afraid of freezing to death?"

Han Chengkong glanced at him, snorted coldly, ignored him again, and walked directly into the tunnel behind him.

When everyone saw that the owner was leaving, there was no excitement to see, and they looked at each other, and they dispersed in twos and threes.

Han Chengkong found a place to sit down, and was just about to meditate cross-legged when he heard a "coo-dong-goo-dong" sound not far from him.

Frowning, his face immediately darkened. But Wang Chen didn't know when he followed, and he was holding a wine jug at this time, drinking there.

"What else do you want to do!" he said.

"What are you doing, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, can't you please drink a glass of deer blood wine to keep warm?"

Saying that, Wang Chen directly threw out a wine jug, "Taste it, 50 gold a pot, it's precious." ”

"50 gold?"

Catching the wine jug, Han Chengkong looked at it and immediately smiled, "Although I don't know what idea you are making, but just this broken wine, 50 gold? Come to Nancheng, 5 gold, I will let you drink to your heart's content." ”

"5 gold?"

"What, don't you believe it?"

Patting the wine jug, Han Chengkong took a sip and said: "The wine of the three families of the deer in Nancheng Lu, the deer blood wine is good, but the three pots are only 5 gold, where did you buy this pot of 50 gold?"

Glancing at Yan Caixin, who was still there to sell his deer blood wine to others, the corners of Wang Chen's mouth twitched, and secretly said You are really worthy of being a talent who can do purchasing without a teacher, and a pot of broken wine can earn more than 10 times the price of Lao Tzu, what a profiteer.

But he didn't care. After the trench level 15, money is a number to him. 5 gold, 50 gold, it's really nothing in his eyes.

Sitting down next to Han Chengkong, Wang Chen said: "If you don't fight, you don't know each other, you can be regarded as practicing with me, get to know Wang Chen." ”

"Han Chengkong. ”

Han Cheng took the wine jug in his empty hand, raised his head and took a sip, "Ahh ”

Wang Chen smiled, "You think too much." The main thing is that I'm going to be here for three days and want to know what's going on out there. A pot of deer blood wine buys you a trivial piece of news, isn't it too much?"