"Do you dare to fight me in a dignified manner?" Zhao Huhe said as he glared at Jiang Chen.

"Haha, a dignified battle? Isn't this a dignified battle?" Ji Wuyue laughed again, strode forward, and pointed at Zhao Huhedao: "Your body technique can't compare to Brother Jiang Chen, and your sword technique can't hurt him! You are embarrassed to say that you want to fight with my brother in a dignified manner?"

"It's only going to hide in Tibet, what's it?" Zhao Huhe smiled disdainfully and said, "If you really have the ability, you can fight me head-on!"

As he spoke, Zhao Huhe set his eyes on Jiang Chen, and his face showed a look of mockery, and said, "Jiang Chen, do you dare?

"Oh, you mean I can't use the body technique?" Jiang Chen frowned.

"I admit it, your body is very weird!" Zhao Huhe said in a deep voice: "However, I may not be able to subdue you, it's just that I don't want to waste more time!"

Zhao Huhe's eyes rolled, his voice suddenly expanded a little, and said, "Do you dare to fight with me without using your body technique?" Similarly, I don't use my body technique. You cowardly garbage who will only run away with his head in his hands, can you dare?"

"Jiang Chen, don't listen to his nonsense!This guy, if he wants to provoke you, don't be fooled!" Ji Wuyue said towards Jiang Chen.

Jiang Chen naturally knew that this Zhao Huhe was using the radical method, but he was not afraid of Zhao Huhe.

Chao Ji Wuyue cast a reassuring look (), Jiang Chen looked at Zhao Huhe again, and spit out four words in his mouth: "As you wish!"

Hearing that Jiang Chen really dared to fight Zhao Huhe head-on, and did not show his skills, everyone was stunned. Ji Wuyue kept shaking her head. He knew Zhao Huhe's strength very well. Zhao Huhe's most powerful thing is his explosiveness.

The Black Wind Knife Technique is only one aspect, because Jiang Chen's body technique is very fast, so Zhao Huhe will perform the relatively fast Black Wind Knife Technique, in fact, Zhao Huhe's most powerful sword technique is called Wugang Knife Dictionary.

This knife technique, to the strength of the yang, is known for its strength.

However, there is also a disadvantage of this knife technique, that is, when this knife technique is cast. Zhao Huhe's speed could not be increased.

However, now Jiang Chen promised to fight Zhao Huhe head-on, and neither of them used the secret technique of the body, it was simply tailor-made for Zhao Huhe to use the Wugang Sword Codex.

"Jiang Chen, this Zhao Huhe's most powerful sword technique is the Wugang Sword Classic, but he uses this sword technique, the speed is very slow, you must be careful!" Ji Wuyue said to Jiang Chen's divine sense.

The Divine Consciousness nodded, and instead of looking back, he raised his hand. He stretched out his thumb towards Ji Wuyue in the back.

"Very good!" Zhao Huhe was naturally the most proud person, he didn't expect Jiang Chen to fall for his own radical method so easily.

"Come on! Jiang Chen ...... Let me see. What strength do you have!" Zhao Huhe's voice spoke, with a hint of mockery, and he seemed to have seen that Jiang Chen was slashed into a revenant soul under his sword technique.

This time, Jiang Chen didn't hold it up again, and as soon as he grabbed it with his empty hand, the Mo Yuan Overlord Sword was suspended in his hand, and a stream of True Yuan surged out, and Jiang Chen's black hair instantly fluttered.

"Come on!"

Jiang Chen let out a low roar, and a domineering aura emanated from his body.

"Wugang Sword Dictionary - Oolong Back Slash!"

Zhao Huhe didn't have any reservations, this time as soon as he made a move, it was the most powerful killing move.

Oolong back slash, although it is not the strongest move of Wugang Daodian, it is the strongest killing move that Zhao Huhe has comprehended.

"Whoa......

With Zhao Huhe's slash, in an instant, the true yuan surged in the air, slapping indiscriminately, like a torrential rain.

The jet-black sword qi condensed into a jet-black dragon shadow, roared, and rushed towards Jiang Chen.

"Whirring ......"

In an instant, the strong wind paved the surface, and the storm rose, and the entire Chang'an Avenue rolled up a violent storm at this time.

The dragon groaned, and the dragon power oppressed.

Many monks who were originally watching the excitement were actually shocked by this dragon power on the spot, and some of them were even blown away by the strong wind.

"The knife is the courage of a hundred soldiers! My knife style is powerful and domineering, in fact, you can resist it?" Zhao Huhe's fierce aura was exposed, and his eyes were the same, fierce and fierce, obviously wanting to kill Jiang Chen under this knife!

"You have a sword, I have a sword! Whoever is strong and who is weak, see the real chapter in your hand!" Jiang Chen snorted coldly, and Mo Yuan's sword slashed out.

A golden sword qi also turned into a dragon-shaped totem in the air.

"Boom!"

The two dragons condensed into the True Yuan, one black and one gold, collided violently in the air.

"Slash!"

Zhao Huhe drank in a deep voice.

The jet-black dragon-shaped sword qi suddenly exploded, turning into fierce sword qi and strangled towards Jiang Chen.

"Sneer......"

The air was cut by the knife qi, and even this space continued to vibrate, as if it was violently distorted under the cutting of the knife qi.

And Jiang Chen was instantly wrapped in a cluster of sword qi, and every sword qi exuded a desperate aura.

"Why are you compared to me?" Zhao Huhe sneered, looking at Jiang Chen as if he were looking at a dead person.

"Break the law - break it for me!"

Jiang Chen didn't pay attention to Zhao Huhe, but let out a cold drink, and the overlord sword in his hand shook again.

"Boom!"

The golden dragon-shaped sword qi exploded in an instant, forming a wave of sword qi that swept towards Zhao Huhe's sword qi.

"Puff ......"

The sword qi and the sword qi collided with each other, and under the visible eye, all of Zhao Huhe's sword qi was engulfed by the golden sword qi.

"How is that possible?"

Zhao Huhe glared at Jiang Chen dumbly, this knife has not been built an inch!

Jiang Chen actually defused his oolong back slash head-on!

And those who were also stunned were Ji Wuyue, Qiao Mu, Qiao Ye, and those monks watching the battle in the distance!

"Who the hell is this guy?"

"Even Zhao Huhe's oolong back slash can't subdue him, and his body speed is so fast! His strength is not below Zhao Huhe at all......

Qiao Mu and Qiao Ye, the two glanced at each other, and Zhao Huhe dared to forcibly occupy an exclusive seat in the Drunken Township Building. It's because of his strength!

And Jiang Chen. The strength of the table is not inferior to Zhao Huhe at all. Before the loss, they had always thought that this was a monk who was completely unworthy of mention.

Especially Qiao Ye, he was about to make a move at Jiang Chen!

"Hahahaha...... Brother Jiang, you are hiding it from me so hard! It turns out that your strength is so strong! Haha......" Ji Wuyue saw that Jiang Chen was not inferior at all, while Zhao Huhe and the others were speechless, and they were immediately extremely happy, and laughed loudly.

"You have hidden your cultivation!" Zhao Huhe was eyes narrowed slightly. Staring at Jiang Chen with a cold gaze, he said, "You are a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and your strength is not below me!"

Jiang Chen smiled faintly and did not answer, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his delicate facial features exuded a heroic domineering spirit, at this time, everyone's eyes fell on him, those joking and disdainful eyes before. At this time, it has been transformed into reverence and fear.

The strong, no matter where they are. They are all respectable.

"I'm not right. Say goodbye, if you have a chance in the future, let's fight again!" Before Zhao Huhe left, he didn't forget to say a few words to Jiang Chen.

With that, he turned around and was about to leave.

However, Jiang Chen's voice came from behind him.

"Are you leaving? Did I tell you to go?"

Jiang Chen clasped his hands together, the sword was in his hand, and there was a hint of a playful smile on his face.

"Oh?" Zhao Huhe stopped, turned around, and swept his fierce gaze towards Jiang Chen, "What else do you want?" Do you think you can take advantage of me?"

"Will you know if you try it?" Jiang Chen raised his eyebrows and said, "Haven't you been chasing me before?" now it's time for you to taste what it's like to be beaten......

"If you want to fight, you can fight!" Zhao Huhe once again offered his black scimitar and pointed at Jiang Chen.

"Okay!" Jiang Chen stopped talking nonsense, and pointed out directly with a sword.

An icy aura spread through the air in an instant.

Woohoo......

Lines of dark white sword qi appeared in the air in an instant.

These cold ice sword qi were intertwined into a sword net in the blink of an eye, enveloping Zhao Huhe.

"Just this little ability, you want to trap me too?" Zhao Huhe smiled coldly, and a true yuan burst out from the black scimitar: "Wind Slash!

Phew!

Zhao Huhe's sword qi stood on top of the sword net intertwined with Han Ming's sword qi.

In an instant, countless ice crystals burst open, and the huge ice sword net was torn apart in an instant, and Zhao Huhe stepped out and jumped out of it.

Zhao Huhe's face showed a trace of disdain, but his disdain only existed for a moment, and then dissipated into nothingness.

Jiang Chen's sword qi came again.

A colder breath spread through the void.

The all-pervasive coldness, accompanied by the pervasive sword aura, appeared in mid-air.

Extremely Frosty!

This is the second form of the Han Ming Sword Technique!

After fusing Jiang Chen's own domineering momentum, the power was even more amazing......

"Giggle......

On the ground, a thick layer of cold ice instantly condensed.

The windows and ceilings were also frozen up.

One after another, sword qi like frost was suspended in the air, everywhere, densely packed.

"It's so fucking cold!" Even Ji Wuyue couldn't help but curse in a low voice, he was a fire spirit root cultivator, and he also cultivated fire attribute exercises, but at this time, he also felt that the air was too cold.

As for Qiao Ye, Qiao Mu, and the other monks, they all dodged into the distance, and no one dared to approach this area again.

Because the temperature in this space is so low!

Zhao Huhe kept swinging the jet-black scimitar, resisting the extremely frosty rays, but he could clearly feel that the scimitar in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, and every time he swung the scimitar in his hand, it would be more difficult than the previous one, and his movements were completely stagnant, as if he was stuck in a quagmire!

Zhao Huhe naturally knew that this was because the air was too cold, and the cold breath would even freeze his true yuan!

"Am I really going to be here today? no...... No, I, Zhao Huhe, how could I lose to him?" Zhao Huhe was extremely unwilling, and he couldn't stop roaring in his heart. (To be continued......) R1292