Nameless walked towards Zhang Peng step by step, gently shaking his right hand as he walked, and the fingers of his right hand gently tapped on his shirt, making a "pop" sound.

"As you say, I've been looking forward to this day since we first met!"

Nameless's voice was flat and indifferent, just like when Zhang Peng first met him.

With a smile on his face, Zhang Peng stood there, motionless, not in a hurry, but waiting for the nameless approach with great interest.

"Tonight, here, it's a great opportunity!" Zhang Peng said lightly.

"Poof!"

With a wave of Nameless's left hand, the silver light slashed through the air, the sword was unsheathed, and after a beautiful arc was drawn in the air, the hilt of the sword was firmly held by Nameless's right hand, and then it was thrown to the side, and the whole movement was smooth, gorgeous and beautiful.

"You are even more powerful than I imagined! When I first met you, I had full confidence to defeat you, and later when I was in Allure Pavilion, your progress surprised me a little, and now you make me have an unpredictable feeling! The momentum exuded from your body has given me a faint sense of crisis! Everyone in the rivers and lakes says that you are a martial arts wizard, and now I am completely convinced of this sentence!"

"Poof!"

The reddened Ghost Yuan Sword slipped out of Zhang Peng's cuffs and fell into his hand, Zhang Peng slowly raised the Ghost Yuan Sword flat, placed it in front of his eyes, and carefully looked at the sword body, as if he was looking for flaws in the sword body, and did not pay attention to the nameless words.

"Who are you?" asked Zhang Peng slowly.

"Why? Don't you know who I am? Don't you already have the answer in your heart?" Wuming stood ten meters away from Zhang Peng and said quietly.

"Luo Yuchen can't be your master!" Zhang Peng said with a light smile.

"I never said that Luo Yuchen was my master!" replied Nameless.

"Biluo Huangquan!" Zhang Peng said word by word, his tone seemed to be revealing and tentative.

"Humph!"

Nameless didn't answer him directly, but snorted coldly, and then stopped talking.

This is equivalent to a default answer, which made Zhang Peng frown, and then said: "I don't understand, what kind of enmity is there between me and you?"

Nameless smiled slightly, then raised the silver sword, pointed the tip of the sword directly at Zhang Peng, and said faintly: "What you should say is, what kind of grievances are there between Difu and Biluo Huangquan!"

As soon as Nameless said this, Zhang Peng's pupils suddenly gathered, and then a solemn look surged onto his face.

"Then you're going to tell me?" Zhang Peng asked faintly.

"That's up to you if you're qualified!" Nameless chuckled.

"Humph!"

Zhang Peng snorted coldly, a little ground under his feet, and then his body shook, and he disappeared in place alive, and then looked at the nameless, only to feel a biting wind coming towards him, blowing the white veil in front of him up and down, looking extremely charming!

"Ding!"

A crisp sound of metal collision suddenly sounded, and I saw the nameless silver sword in front of him, holding the sword in his right hand, and his left hand turned into a palm, gently against the sword body.

And directly opposite the nameless, there was Zhang Peng who suddenly appeared, and a reddish ghost abyss sword, and at this moment, the blade of the ghost abyss sword was firmly attached to the nameless silver sword.

"Whew!"

Zhang Peng withdrew his elbow back, then raised his foot and walked to the left side of the nameless,

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With the movement of Zhang Peng's figure, the blade of the Ghost Yuan Sword was close to the blade of the Silver Sword, and it slashed over, and with a piercing sound, between the Ghost Yuan Sword and the Silver Sword, a trace of sparks actually burst out.

"The sword is good!" Nameless said with a faint smile.

"Each other!" replied Zhang Peng.

As soon as Zhang Peng's voice fell, his wrist flipped over, and the ghost sword was taken back, and then his body had come to the left side of the nameless, his body turned, and he rose into the air, his feet were superimposed in the air to borrow force, and then with the force of the body rotation, his right leg suddenly raised, like a copper pillar and quickly swung towards the nameless soft underbelly, where the right leg passed, there was a sound of breaking the air, which shows how huge the strength of this leg is.

"Wind Thunder Legs!"

With Zhang Peng's loud shout, it was as fast as the wind, and his right leg roared like a bamboo.

At this moment, Zhang Peng and Nameless's surroundings, even the air became a little distorted, this was because Zhang Peng's strength was too strong and the wind was too strong.

"Humph!"

Nameless snorted coldly, then raised his left foot slightly, and then stomped to the ground, and in an instant, his body rushed into the sky like an arrow from a string.

"Rakshasa Legs!"

Nameless let out a loud shout, then crossed his legs in the air and overlapped to gather strength, and then his right leg kicked towards Zhang Peng's legs.

Because Nameless's speed was so fast, that when Zhang Peng's attack was pressed in front of him, Nameless's figure had already taken off, and the leg that was originally going to kick Nameless's soft underbelly was naturally misplaced on Nameless's leg.

"Bang!"

A roar like a metal collision resounded in the canyon, and stirred up bursts of echoes, echoing in the canyon, and it was difficult to dissipate for a long time!

Zhang Peng and Nameless collided with their legs heavily, and neither of them had a trace of dodging, and no one had a trace of strength!

According to the power between the two, it is enough to open the mountain and gravel, and now that the two collide hard, what will be the consequences?

The two legs parted with a touch, and the two of them flew backwards one after another.

Zhang Peng swept his feet backwards for nearly ten meters to stabilize his body, and after standing firmly, Zhang Peng's whole body strength was pressed on the sitting leg, and looking at the right leg that was still trembling slightly, he couldn't guess that Zhang Peng's right leg must have lost his intuition at this moment!

Looking at Nameless again, it was as if he had been kicked away by Zhang Peng, he flipped a few times in the air, and then landed in a hurry, and after landing, he took several steps back in a row. And with Nameless's every retreat, when it was his turn to support his right leg, Nameless's figure couldn't help but be crooked, this feeling was like, Nameless's right leg was lame!

I saw Nameless snort, so he stopped retreating and stood there, but after the blink of an eye, Nameless is right leg suddenly bent, and his whole body half-knelt down, and Nameless, who was unstable, suddenly poked the sword in his right hand to the ground, using the sword as a crutch to support his body. Looking at Nameless's violently shaking right leg and the blood stains on his knee, it can be seen that the injury to his right leg must be much more serious than Zhang Peng's!

"Huh!"

Nameless gritted his teeth and let out a low roar of pain, and then tried to stand up, but unfortunately, his right leg had just moved, and the severe pain made him kneel again.

Zhang Peng handed the Ghost Yuan Sword into his left hand, and then stretched out his right hand and pointed it on his right leg one after another, pointing through the acupoint that had been sealed because of the violent collision just now, and with the unblocking of the veins, a sharp pain mixed with annoying numbness instantly surged into Zhang Peng's mind, and his right leg also began to gradually regain consciousness under the warmth of the true qi!

"This leg technique is my mastery, how can you resist it with a kind of kung fu!"

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Zhang Peng said lightly.

Nameless slowly raised his head, and through the white veil, Zhang Peng could still clearly feel his lunar gaze and bloodthirsty smile.

"It's true that I'm underestimating your means!" Nameless said coldly, "but it's far from over!"

As soon as the nameless voice fell, he snorted coldly, and then slapped the ground with his left hand, and his figure suddenly jumped up, and then his left foot kicked backwards suddenly, and then this nameless figure shot towards Zhang Peng again.

"When I'm afraid you won't make it!"

Zhang Peng shot back without showing any weakness. Then he flung his left hand forward, and the Oni Yuan Sword came out of his hand, like a black lightning bolt rushing straight towards Nameless.

"Drink!"

Holding back the numbness in his right leg, Zhang Peng shouted loudly and turned into a rain falling without a shadow again, and his figure was strangely chasing towards the Ghost Yuan Sword.

"Smack!"

Just when the Ghost Yuan Sword was about to touch the nameless blade, Zhang Peng had already caught up, his right hand reached out like lightning, and he firmly held the Ghost Yuan Sword in his hand, but Zhang Peng did not change his move, but instead added another thrust, making the speed of the Ghost Yuan Sword increase a few points again!

"Bang! bang!"

Several sounds sounded one after another, and the nameless silver sword and Zhang Peng's ghost sword flew up and down, colliding together again and again, but for a while, it was difficult to distinguish between each other, not up and down!

As the two fought, the speed of the two sharp swords danced faster and faster, and the sword qi they brought became stronger and stronger, faintly forming a subtle air mass in this canyon, and Zhang Peng and Nameless were tightly wrapped in this air mass.

The strong wind in the air mass was slow, and from time to time one or two strong qi shot out from the air mass, shooting directly at the mountain cliffs on both sides, leaving a series of deep marks on the stone walls!

In the blink of an eye, the two have fought for nearly 100 rounds, and as time passes, the nameless one-legged force gradually falls behind, while Zhang Peng is gradually recovering with his right leg, and the more courageous he becomes!

"Bang!

There were a few more crisp sounds of sharp swords colliding, and then Zhang Peng's right leg was thrown out again, kicking Nameless's left leg directly, trying to completely knock Nameless to the ground in one fell swoop!

Seeing this, Nameless snorted coldly, and then his body suddenly retreated backwards, rotated a hundred and eighty degrees in place, bent his knees downward, and then his whole body was ejected outward!

It's a pity that Nameless will be wrong, only to see that Zhang Peng did not kick out his right leg, but kicked back suddenly, and chased after Nameless with a sword!

At this moment, Nameless is facing away from Zhang Peng, and Zhang Peng is catching up with a sword head-on, and the victory or defeat is in one fell swoop!

The moment Nameless turned around, an extremely ominous feeling instantly surged into his heart!

It's just that it's too late when Nameless reacts, and the master's move is like this, even if it's only half a second of mistakes, it's enough to tell the winner!

"Sword rain all over the sky!"

With Zhang Peng's loud shout, the overwhelming sword shadow covered the nameless back directly! In the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood mist burst open on the nameless back!

I have to say that Nameless is also a ruthless character, Rao is back is bearing such a huge attack, but his heart is not panicked at all, but with the help of a burst of sword power from his back, he forcibly turned his body around.

The next moment, Nameless was already facing the sword shadow covering the ground, and there was a bloodthirsty fierce light in his eyes!

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