Qin Nian'an pressed forward step by step, his figure was like a whistling wind.

In an instant, Qin Nian'an had already come to the figure in front of him, and Qingping crossed a sharp arc and slashed towards the figure's neck.

At the same moment, the man next to the tree moved.

His originally lazy body cheered up, first raised his hands, then bent them slightly, and hung back.

He carried a knife behind his back, and his hands grasped the hilt, and with a sudden force in his hands, he jerked the knife out of his head.

The whole process seemed complicated, but the man's movements were extremely skillful, without the slightest pause, and the flow was smooth.

The man swung the knife without the slightest hesitation, and the long knife in his hand collided with the oncoming Qingping.

Ding——

First there was a crisp crashing sound, followed by a continuous sound of metal grinding.

It's evenly matched.

The man clutched the handle of the knife with both hands and slowly pressed down, continuously putting pressure on Qin Nian'an.

Such a result made Qin Nian'an unexpected, his legs were slightly bent, and he couldn't resist a little.

Qin Nian'an retracted a little strength and let the man's long knife swing down.

At the moment when the long knife fell, Qin Nianan seized the opportunity to turn sideways and rolled on the ground several times in a row before he dodged the man's attack.

Qin Nianan didn't pause at all, kicked his legs to the ground, and stood up quickly with one turning over.

At this time, he gasped for breath, and the hand holding Qingping was trembling slightly.

The situation on the field is obvious, the first meeting between the two, Qin Nianan is completely at a disadvantage.

Qin Nian'an raised his head and looked at the man who was still standing in his original position not far away, he confidently drew his sword, but he failed to shake the man in the slightest.

Judging from his appearance alone, the man's age is not too old, probably around twenty-five.

A twenty-five-year-old Congqipin, although he can't be compared with those amazing talents who are spread among the people of the rivers and lakes, his cultivation talent has surpassed that of many people in the same age group.

But none of this was important to Qin Nian'an, what he was not concerned about now was a man's cultivation talent.

Now he is very puzzled in his heart, why he was effortless to deal with Congqi when he was in the ninth rank, but after he was further promoted to the eighth rank, he found that he was no match for Congqipin.

Could it really be that the water content from the seventh grade to the cultivation from the seventh grade is too high?

The answer may be so, because in addition, Qin Nianan can no longer find a reasonable explanation.

Qin Nian'an sighed a little in his heart, it seemed that he still thought too highly of himself, just defeating a Ying Zongyan, and blindly thinking that he could already casually follow the monks of the seventh rank.

The man in front of him is still like this, so what kind of strength will Cui Dian and Song Yuqing have when they are from the seventh grade, not to mention that there is also a Yunxiao Emperor Song Fenghua.

Qin Nian'an's eyes were a little lonely, it seemed that he still had a long way to go! There is still a long way to go......

Loneliness was just a flash in Qin Nian'an's eyes, none of this could stop him from moving forward, Song Fenghua would only be the beginning of his goal, he wanted to become the number one man in the world.

The man naturally wouldn't know that Qin Nian'an's heart had undergone several changes in such a short period of time, he just pulled the corners of his mouth disdainfully, and the position under his feet did not move in the slightest.

He held the knife in one hand, the tip of the knife pointed at the position where Qin Nian'an was standing, and slightly hooked it several times, as if he was provoking Qin Nian'an.

Qin Nianan was not afraid, it was just the first confrontation just now, and he didn't think that he would lose to the knife-wielding man in front of him in the end.

Qin Nian'an just now thought that he could defeat the knife-wielding man effortlessly, but he was lax in his heart, and he had a little light on the enemy, but he did not show all his strength.

Although it fell into disadvantage, it was not without gains.

Judging from the first encounter, the strength of the man with the knife far surpassed him, so if Qin Nian'an wanted to defeat him, he had to avoid the clash of forces.

Qin Nian'an approached the man next to the tree again, and his speed was even faster than before.

Point, collapse, cloud, wipe.

The five techniques were used in Qin Nian'an's hands in a coherent manner, but without exception, they were all blocked by the knife-wielding man.

Qin Nian'an didn't dare to hit it hard at all, as long as Qingping was blocked by the man after swinging out, he would immediately retreat and avoid the edge for the time being.

The man with the knife looked at Qin Nian'an with interest, and said with some surprise: "Obviously told me that the target was a nine-pin, so I was very curious about what nine-grade actually needed me to do." Now it seems that there is something wrong with the intelligence, maybe I didn't expect you to be promoted to the eighth rank in such a short period of time. ”

The man shook his head as he spoke, and sighed: "It may also be that in my eyes, there is no difference between the ninth rank and the eighth grade." ”

Qin Nian'an didn't care about the knife-wielding man's verbal attack, and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Qin Nianan did not have the momentum to continue the attack, the man relaxed his vigilance slightly.

Qin Nian'an directly seized this opportunity, and without hesitation, he held the sword with both hands, and the tip of Qingping's sword stabbed straight towards the knife-wielding man with a thousand momentum.

The man reacted quickly, sensing the unusual nature of Qin Nian'an's attack, and immediately twisted his body to dodge Qin Nian'an's attack.

Just when the man was lucky, Qin Nian'an turned his sword, and the Qingping sword flew out of his hand and stabbed at the knife-wielding man again.

The sword-wielding man didn't expect it at all, but he still blocked it as if he instinctively reacted.

Qingping's sword is like a thunderbolt, and the sword is like a tiger, and this strength has far exceeded the man's expectations.

He staggered a few steps, and if he hadn't stopped with his knife at the end, he would have almost fallen to the ground.

Qin Nian'an bent down, picked up Qingping who flew back upside down, and said with a radiant expression: "Then do you think there is a difference between the ninth grade and the eighth grade now?" ”

The man with the knife breathed for a moment, stood up, and said with burning eyes: "No wonder you need me to make a move, you kid is very unusual." ”

Qin Nianan pursed his lips noncommittally, and then approached the knife-wielding man again.

Finally gained the upper hand, how could you not take advantage of the victory to pursue?

The man with the knife had the upper hand at the beginning, but he stood there conceitedly, not moving at all, and had no intention of continuing to attack, which gave Qin Nianan a chance to breathe.

Qin Nianan has now gathered all his spirits, and naturally he will not make the same mistake as a man.

In the face of Qin Nian'an's continuous attacks, the knife-wielding man was a little unable to resist, so he could only dodge left and right.

Qin Nian'an was not impatient, sword after sword, handed out without the slightest pause, it shouldn't be him who should be in a hurry now.

The edge of the knife-wielding man had been completely suppressed by Qin Nian'an, and now he was very uncomfortable when he could only passively dodge.

Although when he first received the news, he felt that this nine products would not be particularly simple.

But in his opinion, it can only stop at not being particularly simple, no matter how strong a nine-rank is, it is still nine-grade.

Even after discovering that the black-robed man had been promoted to the eighth rank, he didn't look up at the black-robed man in the slightest.

He had his own pride, and even if the black-robed man wasn't particularly simple, he didn't think he would be able to fight him.

Because he clearly knows that he himself is not simple.

Although he was from the cultivation of the seventh rank, his strength was already able to easily defeat the ordinary seventh rank.

Even if a person from the eighth grade is not simple, being able to cross two realms and defeat a person from the seventh grade is already an extremely rare genius.

And he has the strength to fight with Cong Liupin, so he naturally has the confidence to despise Qin Nian'an from Cong Bapin.

He had to admit that he completely underestimated Qin Nian'an.

Because he couldn't imagine that a person from the eighth rank would be able to hand over such a powerful sword as before, he even suspected that the strength displayed by Qin Nian'an was completely fake.

How could it be possible to hand out such a sword from Bapin?

Who else can be as strong as the black-robed man in front of him, he searched through the memories in his mind, and in the end he could only find one person.

He is the Great Chu Tianhualang and the Emperor of Yunxiao, and his name is Song Fenghua.

But what kind of character Song Fenghua is, an amazing talent who overwhelms the entire generation of rivers and lakes with the power of one person.

How could this black-robed man be on a par with Song Fenghua, then the only explanation was that he hid his true cultivation.

In the face of Qin Nian'an's continuous attacks, the knife-wielding man finally couldn't dodge, and was stabbed by Qin Nian'an's sword, and his body flew out upside down, slashing a distance of several meters on the ground.

Qin Nian'an quickly followed and stopped beside the knife-wielding man.

One is lying, the other is standing.

Qin Nian'an rubbed the Qingping in his hand, and his eyes happened to meet the knife-wielding man lying on the ground.

With a smile on his face, he shouted with some ill will: "Is it like now?" ”

The man with the knife didn't understand the meaning of Qin Nian'an's words.

Xu Ziyue, who was far away, waved his hand and responded excitedly: "It's like!" Like! ”

The little fat man shouted as he ran in the direction of Qin Nian'an.

Gu Qingyue and Yiqiu wanted to keep up with Xu Ziyue's pace, but they found that this little fat man was running so fast that they couldn't catch up at all.

Xu Ziyue came to Qin Nian'an's side after a while, and he didn't care about panting, so he directly asked the man lying on the ground, "Who are you?" What is it called? Where did it come from? What is the background? What are you here for? ”

Xu Ziyue's speed of speech was very fast, and his mood at this time was a little excited, as if he had defeated the man in front of him.

The man lying on the ground pursed his lips helplessly, not resisting Xu Ziyue's question at all, but replied angrily: "I am Chi Huairong, I should also be called Chi Huairong, from the Chu State Chi family, and the background should also be the Chu State Chi family, as for what you are here for......

The man who called himself Chi Huairong paused, raised his hand and pointed at Qin Nian'an, "Isn't this obvious enough?" I'm sure I'm here to teach him a lesson! ”

Xu Ziyue touched his nose in embarrassment, he was a little overexcited at the time, and he only thought that Brother Dong was too good.

As for what he asked, he couldn't remember it himself, but listening to Ji Huairong's answer, it seemed that he did ask a little bit of a question.