When Luo Rencheng heard this, he laughed and said: "Okay, refreshing! However, we need to say it in advance, this is a duel between you and me, if I win, the grievances between you and Guan Shaoxia will be put aside for the time being, and if you find him again another day, as long as I am not there, this matter will have nothing to do with me." Luo Rencheng's words were firstly to clear up his relationship with Guan Xiulin, and secondly, he was worried that Chen Mo would help him. Since the person in front of him dares to block the way, he must not be an idle person, if he fights alone, he will definitely not be afraid, but if Chen Mo sneaks up on the side, I am afraid that it will be more than lucky.

The man with the knife sneered: "It's enough to deal with you and me, look at the knife!" Luo Rencheng saw that this knife move was skillful and the knife technique was sophisticated, and it was really done by a famous person, so he didn't dare to take it lightly, so he hurriedly stepped up and dodged to the side.

When the man saw that the knife missed, his wrist flipped lightly, and the blade turned, and he attacked Luo Rencheng in the lower abdomen. This move was fast and accurate, Luo Rencheng exhaled and tightened his abdomen when he saw this, stepped back, and before he could stand firmly, he saw a flash of cold light in front of him, and the tip of the knife went straight to his jaw from bottom to top. Luo Rencheng was shocked, hurriedly exerted his waist and eyes, and made a backflip to dodge the general.

The man with the knife only made three moves, and then forced Luo Rencheng to retreat one after another. Guan Xiulin secretly said that it was not good, and he wanted to step forward with a short sword in his hand. Chen Mo stretched out his hand beside him and said, "Luo Daxia has a word first, this is a contest between the two of them, and no one else is allowed to interfere." If Guan Gongzi wants to stretch his muscles and bones, he is willing to accompany you to live a few tricks. ”

Guan Xiulin snorted and said: "You have sharp blades, but Luo Daxia is bare-handed, and you still have words to take advantage of?" Chen Mo smiled: "You don't want to be quick to speak, Zhang Daxia must use a knife when he moves with others, otherwise how can he be worthy of his name of 'the first knife in Guanzhong'?"

When Luo Rencheng heard this, he was shocked in his heart, and secretly thought: "This emaciated man is actually Zhang Yi, the "No. 1 knife in Guanzhong"? No wonder his knife skills are strange and unpredictable, if I am careless today, I am afraid that I will not be able to get a bargain." Thinking of this, he meditated and concentrated, secretly used his internal strength, and used the "five poisons piercing the palm" to fight with Zhang Yidou in one place.

At the beginning, Zhang Yi relied on the knife to move strangely, and he always had the upper hand, and Luo Rencheng flashed and moved, not daring to confront him head-on. Zhang Yi also knew that Luo Ren was a strong opponent, and it would be difficult to win in a short period of time, so although he had an advantage, he was not in a hurry to attack, and he was still fighting steadily, both offensive and defensive.

Unknowingly, the two had fought for eighty rounds, and Zhao Niantong, who was watching the battle from behind, whispered to Pan Suxuan: "Senior brother, do you say which of the two of them can win?" Pan Suxuan said: "Zhang Daxia's sword skills are exquisite, and if he attacks and defends properly, he will definitely be invincible." Zhao Niantong shook his head and said, "I can't see it." Naluo Rencheng is not a straw bag, and he is scheming and scheming, you see that he has been attacking less and defending more until now, and he is not sure what the hell he is fighting. ”

Pan Suxuan said: "It doesn't matter, with Chen Mo watching the enemy's formation, even if Naluo Rencheng has any tricks, it will be very difficult to succeed." Zhao Niantong said disdainfully: "If it's someone else, it's just that, this Chen Dagongzi is useless in my opinion." Senior brother, let's move forward, and if Zhang Daxia is defeated, we will help. ”

Pan Suxuan nodded, and just as the two were about to move forward, they heard Luo Rencheng shouting: "Pour!" Looking at Zhang Yi again, his steps were frivolous and his body was shaking, as if he was drunk.