Jin Wancheng said loudly: "Could it be that Brother Nangong wants to fight with Jin in front of these hundreds of heroes, if this is the case, Jin is willing to bow to the wind, and tomorrow he will inform the world of martial arts, this verbal kung fu, Brother Nangong is definitely the first in the world." ”

Everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter, and a person who did a good thing actually shouted loudly: "I don't think the Heavenly Demon Sect's Heavenly Demon Skill is any advanced martial arts, and the tricky kung fu created by Nangong Po today is the first in the world, and it is really a peerless magic skill that has never been seen before or after it." When everyone heard this, they leaned forward and fell back with laughter.

Nangong's face was as cold as ice, he recognized the source of the voice, and gently picked it with the tip of the sword in his hand, and the hundreds of people in the courtyard didn't see him make any moves, but let him pull out a small cloud of snow and slam it on the man's mouth with a bang. The snow was the size of a cherry, but it was as strong as iron and stone, and it smashed two of the man's front teeth.

The man spat out blood and broken teeth in his mouth, and scolded: "Who is it, who dares to hurt people with secret arrows? Haven't you heard of the name of Yandang Shuangxia, Lao Tzu Mu Fangchun can't spare you." It turned out that this person was Mu Fangchun, one of the two heroes of Yandang who was as famous as Shen Huasheng.

Shen Huasheng laughed before, but he didn't expect that Nangong Po could hurt people with hidden weapons more than ten zhang away, not to mention that they were still hiding in the crowd. He looked around, didn't see any suspicious people, and looked at the roof, still didn't want to believe that Nangong Po's kung fu was so powerful, and also scolded: "Lao Tzu has been walking the rivers and lakes for decades, and the shameless rats have seen a lot, and I have never seen anything like you. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he snapped and let a ball of snow smash into his mouth, Shen Huasheng only felt that he was numb first, then cold, and finally painful, he spit out the snow and broke his teeth, and he was about to jump up and scold, so he heard Nangong Po coldly say: "What kind of bullshit do you put in the wild goose swing Shuangxia, Rao is that you have a sharp tooth, and this seat can also pull out one for you." ”

Mu Fangchun and Shen Huasheng dared to say more than half a word, and hurriedly retreated behind the crowd.

Jin Wancheng didn't dare to let the heroes in Yaoshan Hall provoke Nangong Po again, lest anyone hurt Nangong Po's subordinates again, he shouted: "Whoever dares to be rude again, don't say Brother Nangong, even Jin Mou will be polite." ”

Nangong said with a smile: "Brother Jin is really polite, anyway, this seat does not lose a little bit of flesh and skin, and by the way, it can also teach those incompetent people who don't know the height of the sky, this seat has never felt the slightest grievance, and he is happy in his heart, why not?"

Jin Wancheng was angry, and said angrily: "Brother Nangong is still comparable?"

Nangong Po still laughed to himself: "Brother Jin, this seat looks at these so-called decent heroes are uneven, there are those who secretly use means, there are those who scold but dare not do it, and there are those who dare not return the mouth after being scolded, and there are also those who dare not return the mouth, and they don't deserve the word 'decent' at all, let alone the name of 'hero'." ”

Jin Wancheng said loudly again: "If Brother Nangong doesn't want to compete in this game, then please go back, Jin doesn't have time to listen to Brother Nangong talk here." ”

Nangong Po seemed to wake up, clasped his hands into fists and said: "Looking at the hundreds of people in this village, there are few people who can really handle it. Then he lifted the sword in his hand upside down, Qing Feng pointed obliquely, and said, "Brother Jin has all the tricks he has." ”

Jin Wancheng was also not polite, Brother Nangong was careful, he didn't even quote the sword trick, he dragged the long sword, and rushed towards Nangong Po on this smooth and narrow roof. When he was a few feet away, his arm shook forward, and he slashed at the ground with a sword. Although it is a sword, it is full of sword light, and it is obvious that there are many changes in this sword, and if you are not careful, you will be injured under the sword. The people watching the battle below, there are many sword masters like Ling Xiaozi, and when they saw this move, they all sighed that Jin Wancheng's swordsmanship was unfathomable.

Nangong Po cheered, he didn't dare to be careless, his upper body leaned slightly, and the whole person slid from the ridge to the eaves. He retreated sideways, and the green blade in his hand also revealed the sword, and he felt even more dazzling in the snowy night. Nangong Po did not crack Jin Wancheng's sword moves, but only danced the sword out of the silver shadow to protect his whole body. Although his swordsmanship is not as good as Jin Wancheng's, his sword is not half a point slower, but slightly faster than Jin Wancheng.

Ding Ding dang two swords struck, Jin Wancheng also followed Nangong Po and slid towards the eaves, the two attacked and defended, and in the blink of an eye, they exchanged no less than twenty moves, Jin Wancheng couldn't attack Nangong Po, but Nangong Po couldn't resolve Jin Wancheng's one and a half moves, so he could only retreat step by step.

In the end, Nangong Po was only half a foot away from the eaves, and if he jumped off the ground, even if he didn't let Jin Wancheng take advantage of it, it was no different from losing. He stepped on the roof tile with his left palm, took advantage of Jin Wancheng's sideways head to dodge, jumped up, and after crossing the top of Jin Wancheng's head, his backhand was slashed with a sword. Although the long sword could not reach the opponent's body, the sword spat out more than a foot, and if it touched the slightest, it would hurt people even more than the blade of the sword.

Jin Wancheng fell towards the roof, he avoided the cyan sword above his head, kicked his left foot back along the downward momentum, and attacked Nangong Po's calf with a move of 'Kuixing Kick', and shouted at the same time: "Good internal strength!"

Nangong Po heard his sarcasm, but said that he made the sword out of order, and only controlled the sword with internal force. Nangong Po was annoyed in his heart, his left palm volleyed in the air, and he pressed his leg to attack, if he was kicked by Jin Wancheng's leg, he would inevitably lose his leg, but Jin Wancheng's left foot would definitely not be protected.

Jin Wancheng didn't want to lose both, his left palm pressed on the roof tile, and the person rolled a few feet to the right side, and after two bangs, the tiles flew sideways, the snowflakes danced, and the roof had been broken by Nangong out of a hole the size of two people's heads. Jin Wancheng didn't wait to get up, and saw that the place where Nangong broke to the ground was a sword, and the sword move was urgent, so that the snow there was also flying.

Nangong Po hurriedly changed his moves, he shrunk his chest and closed his feet, gently swung on the tiles with his long sword, and moved three feet away from the ground before reaching out and landing on the ground. As soon as his feet touched the ground, Jin Wancheng had already attacked again, how could he dare to let Jin Wancheng get close to him again, and he slapped out a palm, forcing it back slightly, and the long sword in his hand spit out green mangs, and the two swords also slashed towards Jin Wancheng, like Mount Tai pressing the top, and like a falling star, but it sank but not slowly, but very quickly. These two swords are fast, vigorous, and powerful, and they are not comparable to swordsmanship masters.

The swordsmanship of the Jincheng faction pays attention to the four characters of swiftness and strangeness, and the change of moves must be fast, and the sword used is good at being narrow and light. At this time, the swords used by the two of them were all from the Jincheng faction, and the length of the swords was more than three feet, but the sword in Nangong Po's hand had a few feet of sword, so that it was no less than five feet long.