There is a cave in the Suffering Tavern, and Ning Bu knows it, but in addition to the small building that Nian Jun Nu has, in the back hall, Ning Bu is also the first time to enter. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

As soon as you walk in, you can see the loess dust and sand all over the ground, a hint of wind blowing, and there is a strange salty smell in the air.

This place gives Ning the feeling of not living, like a school playground that has been abandoned for a long time in his previous life.

However, the competition platform here is really big enough, perhaps, a little bigger than that of the Xingyao Academy, the competition platform three feet high from the ground, with a length and width of more than 20 zhang in a radius, on the bluestone of the competition platform, there are still sword marks and potholes that have not been hidden, and those scars, as if telling Ning Bu on the competition platform at this moment about the years of the competition platform.

Below the stage, almost everyone who had just gathered in the tavern hall was now gathered, and everyone's eyes were firmly fixed on the black-robed young man wearing a mask on the stage. Each whispered underneath.

Human nature is like this, once there is a bustle, if it is not your own business, then it is inevitable that a large number of people will gather to watch. Such a group of people also followed the figure of Ning Buyi and others, and walked into this back hall one after another.

Unexpectedly, the young man really agreed. ”

"Really, doesn't this kid know how to put up with it?"

In this case, even if you can't beat it, you still have to fight hard, otherwise, how can this young man raise his head in front of people in the future, I only hope that this young man will not dwell on this matter in the future, and he will be depressed. ”

Looking at the thin figure on the stage, at this moment, many people secretly shook their heads in their hearts, even if everyone really admired the courage of this young man in the depths of their hearts at this moment, but still no one could be optimistic about him.

No matter how powerful a young boy is, how much strength can he have? I am afraid that this battle is also a last resort forced by the situation. After all, Zhao Huai'an directly threatened him just now...... Such arrogant words are still in everyone's ears today.

"Are you going to have a duel?" As he was talking, a murky voice suddenly came from everyone's ears, and a moment after the beautiful woman left, the old man surnamed "Zhang" was also late with the beauty.

A notary is needed for a duel, and the most qualified person in this tavern of suffering is probably the old man surnamed "Zhang".

The old man's eyes swept away, and after seeing the two people on the competition platform, he immediately said in a deep voice to Ning Buying on the side of the competition platform: "If this duel is not the same wish of both of you, you can make a request to withdraw now, and the old man can guarantee that any of you will leave safely!"

Ning Buyi was surprised, but at this moment, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful woman squeezing his eyebrows on the side, and Ning Buying suddenly had a trace of warmth in his heart, this beauty must have told the old man in front of him about the scene of being oppressed when she came with the old man surnamed "Zhang".

However, this old man's words, I'm afraid it's useless at the moment, not only would I not agree to it, I'm afraid that Zhao Huai'an, who is the old god, is not worried......

Even if you can leave safely, what about after that?

After casting a grateful look at the woman, Ning Bu shook his head slightly, "This duel is my own will. ”

"Since that's the case," Elder Zhang glanced at Ning Bucheng deeply, and without waiting for the young man surnamed "Hu" on the other side of the duel to reply, he immediately waved the sleeve of the gray robe and said loudly: "The duel begins!"

"Hehe, boy, you still have a little backbone, don't you have a sword? If you can't dance the big sword behind your back, you can use the smaller one on your waist. Oh, your sword is entangled in thread, you can't pull it out, haha......" The bearded young man laughed, and while sneering, he gently played the big sword in his hand, and the long sword that was wider than a slap was controlled like a feather in the opponent's hand.

On the other hand, as the other party said, Ning Buful, who was on the other side, did not move at the moment, just lowered his head, in the eyes of everyone, this was simply like a sign of giving up resistance.

However, Ning Bucheng didn't do it, the other party would not be merciful, smiled gloomily, struggled to shake the long sword in his hand, kicked the ground under his feet, and between the smoke and dust, the other party's long sword kept enlarging in Ning Buying's eyes, "Remember, the person who defeated you today is me Hu Caicheng!"

At this moment, everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes. Even if the young man's sword is now slashed towards Ning Buful's shoulder, everyone can imagine the consequences of Ning Buying's being hit, where is this to keep his hand, the other party is clearly asking for the young man's life!

Swish!

It's just that, as expected, the sound of flesh bones being cut did not sound in the next moment. Everyone couldn't help but open their eyes to a slit, and what was shocking was that the positions where the two sides were standing a moment ago were now miraculously reversed......

"This ......" someone opened his mouth, but he couldn't spit out the rest of the words.

What a fast speed! Offstage, Zhang Lao's eyes flashed.

"Do you know why I called Qiu Yiluo?" On the silent backyard square, the young man's indifferent voice rang like a bell and drum at this moment.

"Why?" Hu Caicheng, who turned around, had a trace of confusion in his eyes, and deep in his heart, a touch of horror quietly surged out at this moment.

"Because," Speaking of this, Ning Bu took a step forward, and the slender palm that seemed weak in the eyes of everyone was gently supported under the sword grid of the big sword behind his back, and Ning lived up to the big sword behind him, and in the next moment, it rose to the sky!

"Whew!"

Everyone only felt that there was a flower in front of them, and Ning Buyi's figure had turned into a vague phantom......

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

With two muffled sounds sounding one after another, a figure was heavily bombarded on the wall more than 20 zhang away, and everyone's hearts were also shocked, and their eyes hurriedly converged......

"I've never been defeated!"

Turning around indifferently, rather than looking at the young man who was already out of breath and less in now, Sen Han's eyes fell on Zhao Huai'an who was under the stage, and the killing intent in his eyes made the other party tremble at this moment.

"Such power...... This man...... Yes, it's a swordsman!"

(Well, just after coming up with a bad name, I wrote Xiaofeng to death...... Sins, sins, sins. ）