Looking at Liu Yun who rushed towards him with a spear, a trace of contempt flashed in Wang Chuanjun's eyes, and after a pause halfway, the gang soldier hob spun and flew towards Liu Yun.

At the age of fifty-five, it was the prime of life for Wu Xiu. At this age, not only is the concept of martial arts mature, but also the combat experience and skills have also reached the peak. Therefore, in the eyes of most people, Liu Yun's move to challenge Wang Chuanjun can only be described as stupid, and Wang Chuanjun's first shot also confirmed this.

The easiest way to fight seven to six is to fly directly out of the gang soldiers, without any tricks, and drop ten times with one force, and bombard strongly.

Facing the nearly seven-foot hob, Liu Yun not only did not slow down, but was a few points faster, and the wind danced like a fly, provoking a spear and striking five inches obliquely on the side of the hob.

"Boom!"

Liu Yun's body shook wildly, his wrists ached, and his body deviated uncontrollably to the left, but instead of weakening, his fighting spirit was greatly increased because of this blow.

"Good!"

On the four-story restaurant about half a mile away from Xifang, Lang Wuxian slapped the table with a happy face.

"What's the hurry, this is just the beginning." The Yuedong God on the side glanced at Lang Wuxian and sneered.

Wang Chuanjun would never have thought that Liu Yun was not fighting alone, and there were three "talents" behind him: Yuedong Shen, Lang Wuxian and Bo Chihuafei. There is Lang Wuxi, and all the information about Wang Chuanjun is in front of Liu Yun, including his fighting habits, the next shot route, and what the back hand is, all of which are clearly listed by Lang Wuxi. Wang Chuanjun is good at using a thick-backed big hob, so Hu Yuedongshen played Wang Chuanjun, simulating Wang Chuanjun's way out of gloves and acting as Liu Yun's sparring partner. As for Bo Chihuafei, he originally wanted to keep his head in his hands, but his life was pinched in the hands of these three people, so he had to obediently sacrifice the magic weapon he had collected two years ago - the Zhangba Jiao Dragon Spear.

The thick-backed hob is a heavy weapon, and Wang Chuanjun's arm strength is far superior to Liu Yun, and to compete with it, it is necessary to choose a light and long weapon to control the force skillfully. However, ordinary weapons will be broken when encountered, and some are even not as hard as the true qi essence blood, if you want to resist the gang soldiers, you must find the meteorite soldiers who have been blessed by the secret Taoist, this kind of meteorite soldiers can not only contain the true qi and essence blood, but the hardness is no less than that of the gang soldiers, the market is priceless, and it is difficult to change the gold.

"No wonder he dared to challenge Wang Chuanjun, it turned out that there were such divine soldiers." It was Li Gongzi who was sitting in Jiang Xinyue's nearby box who spoke.

"Although his strength is insufficient, his means and skills are very skillful, like a sticky fish swimming in the water, his whole body is slippery, and you have the strength but you can't catch it." Feng Shan on the side sighed: "What's more, Brother Feng said that this person has understood the mysteries, and it is really difficult to say who will win and who will lose in this battle." ”

Just as the people around him were talking, Liu Yun had already fought with Wang Chuanjun for more than twenty years. The essence and blood have become gang, and they can't condense yin and yang, Liu Yun can only face the battle with his true qi, and if he faced Liu Yun head-on, he would have been defeated. As Feng Shan said, Liu Yun used the sturdiness of the Zhangba Jiaolong spear and the divine body of the Great Wind Dance to attack the weakest point of Wang Chuanjun's big hob with the strongest force.

Liu Yun entered the sixfold Dao, and Wang Chuanjun entered the sevenfold Dao, but Liu Yun was fully prepared, and everything was calculated to the smallest detail, Wang Chuanjun relied on the old and sold the old and did not pay attention to it, let alone prepare. In less than thirty moves, Liu Yun had already broken through the barrier of the Gangbing hob and rushed to Wang Chuanjun's approach.

The moon is on the top, and the night is getting thicker.

There were bursts of applause from the crowd, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that at least in terms of battle spirit, Liu Yun was slightly higher than Wang Chuanjun, and the balance of victory and defeat had not been biased until this time.

was bullied by a junior who was younger than himself and cultivated lower than himself, Wang Chuanjun's old face was hot.

There has never been an example in history of a six-fold frontal victory over a sevenfold front, and the so-called frontal is not to use any external force to fight the soldiers with true qi or essence blood. can be used with the help of external forces, such as having a divine weapon, taking an elixir that increases strength in a short period of time, or taking the power of a mount, there are only a handful of examples of sixfold victories over sevenfolds. Even so, how can the seven-fold martial cultivator who lost to the six-fold one not be able to avoid the end of the smile and generosity, what about others with the help of external forces, you have a gang soldier and a huge force of 160,000 catties!

No one wants to be a negative example of being ridiculed by history, and Wang Chuanjun is the same.

At this point in the battle, Wang Chuanjun's original state of mind finally opened a wave.

"Death!"

With his left hand, he pinched out the seal method and pressed the handle of the knife, Wang Chuanjun roared lowly, and his body suddenly pulled up like a flying bear to the sky, and the Gangbing hob gave birth to three continuous changes, rolling head-on and pressing towards Liu Yun, its momentum was amazing.

This move is Wang Chuanjun's practice of the inferior technique "Flying Bear Fight" in the overlord bear, gathering the strength of the whole body to kill the martial arts that are not as powerful as him, and it has been tried and tested over the years, which is Wang Chuanjun's housekeeping skill.

But I didn't know that what Liu Yun was waiting for was his move, this move Liu Yun and Yuedong God had dismantled more than ten times, and they had created a crack trick, even if they didn't use Thunder Eye, Liu Yun could easily break it. Up to now, the only thing Liu Yun lost to Wang Chuanjun was 80,000 jin of arm strength, but the four essentials of martial arts, strength, technique, ambition, and law, Liu Yun's skills won steadily, and the fighting spirit was equal, and there was more of a martial arts mystery that Wang Chuanjun did not have, and the balance of victory and defeat had been tilted at this moment.

The night was long, and on the long street of bluestone, the crowd of onlookers stared at the man in white who jumped up and rushed into the shadow of the knife without hesitation, all holding their breath and concentrating.

Who wins and who loses, who lives and who dies, is about to be revealed.

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

"Smack!"

Caught in the shadow of the knife, Liu Yun struggled to strike out three spears, each spear just right to pick the changes of the Gangbing Knife. After the three spears, Liu Yun's tiger mouth that had been tempered by the heavenly thunder had been shattered by Gang Li, and blood flowed, but his spear successfully broke through the sword shadow and pierced Wang Chuanjun's chest!

The breath of death emanated from the tip of the spear and spread in all directions, enveloping the long street in an instant.

Wang Chuanjun's body trembled violently, looking at the tip of the spear that was only half left in his chest in disbelief, his eyes wandered, dragging the spear back two steps, and fell to the ground with a "boom".

"Wow!"

The crowd was ignited, and when Liu Yun fought Wang Chuanjun fiercely, there were constantly Xifang people who rushed to hear the news, and when Wang Chuanjun fell to the ground, the long street outside Feng Yaxuan was already full of nearly thirty percent of Xifang people.

Wang Chuanjun's sevenfold cultivation of the Dao is also a master with a head and face in Xifang, and he is also the master of Feng Yaxuan, and his status in Xifang is enough to rank in the top fifteen, or even higher.

With his death, the pattern of Xifang is bound to have a small shock.

Under the hazy moon, the long street full of people fell into madness.

"You calculated it right again, and Liu Yun really won."

On a high pavilion in the northeast of Feng Yaxuan, a handsome young man in a gorgeous robe said with a smile.

"Of course, I'm Liu Xiaoxian." Liu Xiaoxian, who has become a newly promoted rich woman in Qijing, muttered while drinking her favorite peach juice: "That Liu Yun is not bad, and there will be another handsome man in the young master of the capital." ”

The heir of Huayinlou shook his head with a wry smile, he took out Shi Luce from his arms, licked the ink pen, and wrote: "In the thirteenth year of the emperor, in April, the heir of Tianya Xinglou fought in Xifang against Wang Chuanjun, a native of Hexi, thirty times away, Liu Yun killed Wang Chuanjun Huayin Pavilion, Wang Zhenshu. ”

This news was transmitted back to Huayin Building through Shi Luce, and it only took a few breaths for the thousands of people on Huayin Tower to sort out, compile and send out.

Liu Yun had not yet pulled out the Zhangba Jiaolong spear, but everyone who had ordered Huayin News received the news of Wang Chuanjun's death, and in an instant, the entire Xifang was alarmed, and more and more Xifang people flocked to Feng Yaxuan.

"It's done!"

In the restaurant, Lang Wuxian raised his head and laughed, and there was a little more blood on his pale face.

Yuedongshen, Bo Chihuafei, and Jiang Xiaohou, who was taken away, all had a wicked smile on their faces, looking at Fengyaxuan Long Street in the distance, and Liu Yun was slowly pulling out his spear.

Just when most of the Pinjin Caves were about to spend a sleepless night due to the death of Wang Chuanjun, a change occurred.