In the face of the unknown, people will always be defensive, and most of the time they will believe their previous cognition, whether it is facing unknown people or unknown things. Because people are selfish, they are not sure what the unknown will bring them, and they will choose to follow the rules rather than those unpredictable adventures.

Everyone was staring intently at Murong Qianhe and Qiu Wan on the stage, for fear of missing this epic battle. For these people in the audience, it is a great blessing to see the duel between the absolute masters of today's martial arts, and they can benefit a lot from it.

After a long breath-holding glance, the two finally moved, and rushed towards each other almost at the same time! Murong Qianhe flicked his wrist, and the nine whips flew towards Qiu Wan, eager to roll up Qiu Wan's whole body and come to a death entanglement. The nine-section whip hangs with the sound of whirring wind, and it is about to arrive in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, Qiu Wan's knife was finally unsheathed! After a dragon roar, the long knife flashed white light and swung out vigorously, facing the roaring nine-section whip. The people in the audience couldn't help but exclaim, because Qiu Wan's move was obviously underestimating the enemy, and it was too reckless.

Because the nine-section whip is not an ordinary weapon, it can change its direction and shape at will with the force, and the knife that Qiu Wan swings out can't block the nine-section whip at all, and may even accelerate the rotation of the nine-section whip, and then suffer the enemy on the back.

But then I heard the people in the audience let out a louder exclamation than before, because Qiu Wan's knife had been withdrawn with just a slight touch of the nine-section whip, while Murong Qianhe's nine-section whip had changed its original trajectory and bounced outward. Qiu Wan ran through the blade with internal strength, and shook the nine-section whip, so deep internal force!

Murong Qianhe didn't seem to expect the situation to change so quickly, so he didn't have time to be surprised, and hurriedly pulled back the nine-section whip that had lost its target. But it was too late, because Qiu Wan's knife had already arrived, and it struck Murong Qianhe's arm with a whip like lightning, such a fast knife technique!

Of course, the victory or defeat was not known so quickly, and Murong Qianhe was by no means so easy to defeat. Just when Qiu Wan's knife was about to touch Murong Qianhe's sleeve, Murong Qianhe's whole body suddenly sank rapidly, and slapped the ground with his other hand, only to see that his body rushed towards Qiu Wan like an arrow from the string, kicking out his legs like lightning, attacking Qiu Wan's lower plate, and at the same time flicking the nine-section whip in his hand, fiercely wrapping around Qiu Wan's legs, and making a series of moves.

Seeing that Qiu Wan was already in a dilemma, everyone in the audience exclaimed again, and some people couldn't help but remind him. But at this moment, Qiu Wan, who was originally passive, suddenly rose up on the spot and soared into the sky, just dodging the attack of Murong Qianhe's whip foot chain moves. Volleyed over and landed on the ground, and before everyone could come to their senses, Qiu Wan had already turned back like lightning, and kicked his right foot hard at the head of Murong Qianhe, who had not yet gotten up...

The two of you go back and forth, flashing and moving, and for a while the victory is inseparable, and the fight is extremely fierce. Everyone in the audience seemed to have picked up a big bargain, staring at the two people fighting fiercely in the arena with bright eyes, for fear of missing any detail. But Murong Qianhe and Qiu Wan, who were fighting fiercely, knew in their hearts that the other party might be the strongest opponent they had encountered in their lives.

Time passed little by little, and the two on the field were still inseparable, but the discerning person could see that although there was still no winner or loser, Murong Qianhe had quietly fallen behind, and the difference between dismantling and changing moves was no longer as comfortable as at the beginning, he was not Qiu Wan's opponent after all, although there was little difference, but for the master duel, one point difference was life and death.

Wuxin stared at the situation on the field tightly, the nerves in his whole body were tense, and the whole person was trembling slightly. From the first sentence when Qiu Wan opened his mouth just now, he could tell that Qiu Wan was one of the mysterious people under the rockery the night before.

And just when the duel between Qiu Wan and Murong Qianhe became more and more intense, he unintentionally saw some clues from Qiu Wan's knife technique, although Qiu Wan was trying his best to cover it up, but he still saw the shadow of the golden swordman, although he had only fought with the golden swordman once, not even a move, but he still remembered that knife vividly, because he was also a master of making knives.

Tie Xiong on the side had already noticed Wuxin's abnormality, and finally couldn't help but ask at this moment: "What's wrong?" He thought that Wuxin was suffering from an internal injury he suffered when he fought with Dugu Lanqing the night before, and it was also a fierce confrontation, although it was not as shocking as the awakening in the field now, but it was also dangerous.

Wuxin took a deep breath, tried to calm his excitement, and said lightly: "Qiu Wan, it's the Golden Knife Guest." His voice trembled slightly, and when he said the words "Golden Knifeman", he almost squeezed out between his teeth.

Hearing the unintentional answer, Tie Xiong's body shook, turned his head to look at Qiu Wan, who was fighting with Murong Qianhe, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you sure?"

"It's true. Wuxin nodded heavily, gritted his teeth and said. He's never been so excited, and he's never been so excited, and he can't wait to join the showdown right now.

"Since this is the case, then everything we reasoned before is true, Qiu Wan is the key to Hongyu's conspiracy this time, we must prevent him from winning the position of the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, and we must make sure that Murong Qianhe does not..."

I saw that the two people who came and went in the field had been separated, but Murong Qianhe bent down, because his lower abdomen had already been stabbed by Qiu Wan, and the blood kept flowing down, dripping on the wooden board under his feet, which happened to be the crack left by his nine-section whip after he swung it out vigorously.

Murong Qianhe was injured, which meant that he had been defeated, but he did not admit defeat.

"Come again, I haven't lost yet!" I saw Murong Qianhe gritted his teeth and said, supporting himself to stand up straight, and coldly looked at Qiu Wan who was standing opposite him.

"Brother Murong's perseverance is really admired by Qiu, okay, since Brother Murong wants to continue, then Qiu will meet your requirements!" Qiu Wan said with a smile, as soon as the words fell, he rushed towards Murong Qianhe again, and the knife in his hand was swung out again, as if he had long forgotten what he said at the beginning, but on the contrary, there was a cruel smile in his eyes.

Murong Qianhe, who was crumbling, still had the ability to fight back, so he could only watch Qiu Wan and look at the knife in his hand, but his eyes were extremely firm and did not flinch.

Just when everyone thought that Murong Qianhe had forced himself into a dead end, suddenly a teacup crossed the excited crowd and flew directly to the martial arts training ground, flying towards Qiu Wan, who was making a fatal blow!

The teacups were placed in the positions of the gangs in Yunshui Villa to entertain the guests to drink tea, and the teacups could be vaguely seen spilling tea during the flight, which was a cup of tea that had not yet been drunk.

Qiu Wan, who was originally running towards Murong Qianhe, had no choice but to stop, turned his head sideways to avoid the speeding teacups, and turned his head to look coldly at the crowd below. At this time, he saw a person, a thin figure shrouded in a black cloak, with his head slightly bowed, slowly walking towards the dueling platform of the martial arts training ground, walking up the steps step by step, as if time had been frozen.

In the hand of the figure, he held a knife, a knife that was dark and rusty, exuding a faint murderous aura. One person, one knife, but the audience instantly became silent.

The person who suddenly appeared in everyone's sight was Wuxin, and the teacup was also thrown by him. Just as he threw out the teacup, the people also rushed out, and Tie Xiong and the others sitting next to him did not react. It was also at this moment that Murong Qianhe's body could no longer hold on, and finally collapsed.

"Now that the winner has been decided, why does the owner of Qiu Zhuang want to make another move, is it because he wants to take advantage of the danger of others and eliminate dissidents?" Wuxin slowly walked up the last step, glanced at Murong Qianhe who fell to the ground, slowly raised his head, stared at Qiu Wan and said lightly.

Qiu Wan smiled and said slowly: "This brother, you are mistaken, the reason why I made another move is because I followed the requirements of the Murong Hall Master, and it is not what you said to take advantage of the danger of others..." As he spoke, his face began to sink, and his face was unhappy, I don't know if it was because of his unintentional sudden appearance, or because of something else.

"I just don't want to see the enemy and the relatives hurt, since you said that I was a sneak attack just now, how about you and I have a fair fight now?" Wuxin snorted coldly and said lightly.

Qiu Wan was stunned for a moment, and said slowly: "Oh, do you want to fight for the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Although he was asking, the meaning of the words was already very clear, and he had already regarded himself as the leader of the martial arts alliance.

Wuxin shook his head and said lightly: "I have no interest in this martial arts alliance master at all, I just want to confirm that you are not qualified enough and are not worthy." ”

Unintentional's sentence can be described as a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, and the disciples of Yunshui Villa rushed out dozens at once, surrounded the martial arts training ground, and stared at each other, as long as Qiu Wan gave an order, he would immediately cut the person on the stage who was not ashamed of himself. Even the various factions in the audience couldn't stand it, and they all spoke out and taught unintentionally.

Seeing this situation, Tie Xiong, Nangong Chu and others in the audience also stepped onto the duel stage and stood on the edge of the duel stage to prevent the people of Yunshui Villa from suddenly attacking. Tie Xiong took the opportunity to walk to Murong Qianhe's side, briefly dealt with Murong Qianhe's injury, gently helped him up, and retreated to the side.

Qiu Wan stopped his disciples, as well as the angry crowd in the audience, turned his head to stare at Wuxin, and said in a deep voice: "Young man, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense, no one dares to talk to me like this yet, do you know that what you said just now is enough for you to die ten times?"

Wuxin sneered, and said lightly: "If the people of Red Feather can be the leader of this martial arts alliance, wouldn't it be a big joke!"

Qiu Wan listened to Wuxin's words, was stunned for a moment, the murderous intent in his eyes flashed, and said coldly: "What did you say!?"

"I said you are the killer of Red Feather, Golden Knife Guest!" shouted out the three words Golden Knife Warrior without thinking, a name that made people in the rivers and lakes fearful.

When many martial arts people in the audience heard Wuxin's words, they suddenly exploded, some were frightened, some were dumbfounded, and some accused Wuxin of talking nonsense, in short, it was a mess. If it weren't for Nangong Chu and a few people to stop them, it is estimated that someone would have rushed to the stage long ago.

"Presumptuous! You dare to slander the owner of this village! Look for death!" Qiu Wan almost shouted this sentence at the top of his voice, and before the words fell, he saw that others had rushed towards Wuxin like lightning, and the long knife in his hand slashed at Wuxin's shoulder, from top to bottom, as if he was going to split Wuxin in half in an instant. At this time, his appearance has long lost the bearing of the so-called hero, but he is a little annoyed and angry.

Wuxin didn't speak again, staring coldly at Qiu Wan, who was about to come, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. The hand holding the knife couldn't help but tremble, and the blade kept shaking, as if it couldn't wait to get out of the sheath.

One person, one knife, but no less excited......