The rapid breathing of the two gradually subsided.

The silver light in Wen Jian's long knife in his hand was magnificent, but the divine light in his eyes was fading away bit by bit, as if the thick-backed long knife in his hand really quickly absorbed his essence.

Zhang Chu noticed the change in him, but his eyes did not change.

He raised his eyes and looked at the clear morning sun mottled in the mountains and forests, and the mixed thoughts in his heart gradually faded.

Is it a matter of life or death?

Ordinary things.

Come on!

"Frozen ......"

Wen Jianrang jumped up, his body was light and fluttering, like a kite: "Ten thousand miles!"

The thick-backed long knife fell.

Sink like a thousand pounds!

Berserk!

The brilliant sword light actually suppressed the brilliance of the sun, and plated the vigorous mountains and forests with a layer of silver paint.

Zhang Chu raised his eyes and looked directly at the brilliant silver light, and the shocking clouds passed through any momentum, and he swung a knife like lightning.

Flame!

Decisive Flame!

Soar to the sky!

It's like an extinct volcano erupting!

The two qi forces, one silver and one red, were like two high-pressure water guns rushing out, colliding fiercely in mid-air.

"Boom!"

In the deafening roar, the two strands of energy turned into a golden-red ripple, swinging in the air, and everywhere they passed, flowers and trees, dead branches and old vines were all broken at the waist.

Zhang Chu also flew out upside down in the aftermath of the shock.

Like a rag doll.

He smashed two waist-thick stumps in a row before putting them in a small dirt bag.

"Poof. “

As soon as Zhang Chu raised his head, he suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of reverse blood, and a large sickly flush surged up on his cheeks.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with a thick back expressionlessly, and said lightly: "Instant brilliance!"

Wen Jian let him be in his sight.

It's already cold.

The corpse hung from the branch of a large tree, and a fist-thick sharp broken branch protruded from his chest, and the blood, dark red as ink, dripped down his heel and into the grass, staining a large patch red.

Wen Jian made this move "frozen thousands of miles", and the power was much stronger than Zhang Chu expected!

Similarly, the power of his "Instant Glory" move far exceeded Zhang Chu's expectations!

Both of them are extremely confident in their strongest move to press the bottom of the box.

No one expected that it would be on par!

The moves are indeed comparable.

But as a result, one was killed and one was injured.

Zhang Chu was injured but did not die.

One is because he is on the ground, and he only bears a little aftermath.

The second is his strong body forged by his golden clothes and eight turns of training.

Wen Jianrang would die, just because others were in mid-air, and they happened to be slapped by the terrifying ripples of the two forces that died together, but I was afraid that there was only the last breath left at that time......

Zhang Chu was thoughtful.

This result tells him that he still has to be down-to-earth, don't be blind, he will die......

......

The fourteen people of the Wan's Heavenly Sword Gate all looked intently at the silent mountains and forests, and there was a look of worry in their eyes.

They know that it is already separated from life and death.

"Senior brother, that move just now, isn't that move 'Frozen Thousands of Miles'?"

"It seems to be ......"

"Can force Elder Wen to use this move, how strong is that Zhang Chu?"

"No matter how strong, they are already dead!"

"Is that move really that strong?"

"That's a forbidden move to break the longevity!"

"Yes, too...... Senior brother, everyone is a seventh-grade, how did you say that Zhang Chu practiced, and he was able to force Elder Wen to make this kind of trick to reduce the number of life. “

"I want to know too. “

The two seven-rank masters, looking at the quiet mountains and forests, whispered.

The two six-rank tycoons who led the team heard the voices of the two of them, but they didn't blame the two.

They knew that the two of them were too panicked.

In fact, they're flustered right now.

The forest had been quiet for a while.

But the people in the woods did not come out for a long time.

They desperately want to know.

Who won?

Zhang Chu and Wen Jianrang made a gambling contract and decided today's affairs alone.

Then according to the rules of the rivers and lakes, before the two of them divide the winner, no one on both sides of them can interfere!

Those who interfere will even be despised by the rivers and lakes for their teachers and families, and if it is more serious, they will even be regarded as evil demons.

This is not an exaggeration.

This was the time when business could be done only by verbal contracts.

Someone can enter the court and dominate the government because of the good reputation.

There are also people who will spread all over Kyushu because of an evil thing, and no one will sell him a steamed bun with a lot of money, and starve to death in the trouble!

It didn't take long for everyone in the Wan Heavenly Sword Sect to finally see a shadowy figure walking out of the mountain forest.

However, before they could see clearly who the figure was over there, they heard a cry of ecstasy from the Taiping Society: "It's the helper!"

The faces of the Wan Clan's Heavenly Sword Sect and his party suddenly sank collectively.

Zhang Chu, who was naked, strode out of the mountains and forests with a shocking cloud knife in one hand and Wen Jianrang's corpse in the other.

He had already taken a dozen ginseng pills that he had carried with him, and the boiling heat was pouring into his limbs, restoring his vitality and treating his injuries.

It doesn't take him a moment or three to regain his full strength!

He ignored the Tie Qing faces and almost fire-breathing eyes of the fourteen people from the Heavenly Sword Gate, strode up to them, threw Wen Jiangrang's body to the ground, and said neatly: "I won, according to the gambling contract, you should go home now!

After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the main formation, leaving his back generously to the group of Wan's Heavenly Sword Sect.

The group of fourteen people from the Wan Clan Heavenly Sword Gate looked at Zhang Chu's back, and their eyes were a little impatient.

But Zhang Chu went away step by step, and no one dared to make a move.

It's one thing to be concerned about their reputation as the Wan's Heavenly Sword Sect.

The real reason is that he is worried that he will not be able to beat Zhang Chu, and Wen Jian, who has been cold with the corpse on the ground, will let one end.

They are so knowledgeable about current affairs, which makes Zhang Chu feel very sorry.

He wanted them to do it.

Not to mention that he has recovered sixty percent of his blood qi, he can kill another six-rank, or kill seven or eight seven-rank.

With just the hundred or so explosives bags he buried in the ground, he could send them all to line up for reincarnation at once.

What's more, as long as these people from the Wan Clan's Heavenly Sword Sect make a move, he will be able to let the Blood Shadow Guard tear up their gambling contract and break their word and get fat, spread throughout Xuanbei Prefecture, Yanbei Prefecture and Xiliang Prefecture.

Although the rumors can't bring down the Wanshi Heavenly Sword Gate.

But this kind of thing is like smashing a bubble of on the gold-lettered signboard of his Wan's Heavenly Sword Gate, which can't kill people, but it can disgust them enough.

......

Within three days, the Taiping Gang advocated that Chu kill the "jade-faced silver knife" of the Tiandaomen of the Great Snow Mountain, and let it be in the west of Xianlu County, which quickly spread throughout the rivers and lakes of the four southern counties, and had a tendency to spread to Yanbei Prefecture and Xiliang Prefecture.

This is the second time that the name Zhang Chu has appeared in the ears of these people in the rivers and lakes.

In a completely different way.