In everyone's sight, Yuan Sanjian and Xiao Qiu'er stopped.

Immediately after that, the white-clothed sword cultivator walked alone to the middle of the street.

There were many young people squatting on the street walls on both sides, looking at the sword cultivator with a calm expression, their eyes were full of a hint of surprise and playfulness.

"Tut-tut, this guy from the Sword Pavilion doesn't take the Demon Suppression City in his eyes, but he doesn't know if he has the strength of Wei Chan. ”

I don't know who said a word, but there was a bad intention hidden in the words, and the atmosphere became weird in an instant.

Lu Shen looked around and said the first sentence first.

"I just want to fight. ”

When the words fell, the young martial artists not far away first shook their heads, and then showed a playful smile that couldn't help laughing, and the slightly younger ones even let out an undisguised smile of disdain.

There were several people sitting on a wine stall on the far right of the street, scattered, there were handsome and cold girls, and there were young martial artists, all of whom sneered when they heard this.

Among them, the barbarian man who had a relationship with Lu Shen on the city wall was at the top of the table, and he shook his head slightly when he heard this, noncommittal.

Yuan Sanjian covered his face even more, and said in a low voice: "It's over, it's a shame and a big loss now, how can anyone say that they just want to fight before they have a fight, isn't this already cowardly?"

Xiao Qiu'er shook her head slightly and said, "I don't think Senior Uncle Lu will be this kind of person. ”

Yuan Sanjian asked, "Why?"

Xiao Qiu'er thought for a while and said, "I think Uncle Lu is very capable of fighting, although the whole body does not reveal the slightest sword intent, but the whole person gives me a very good feeling.... Very good. ”

Yuan Sanjian's eyebrows raised slightly, "Very good?"

"Hmm... It's the feeling of admiration and closeness. ”

Yuan Sanjian waved his hand and said curiously, "What about me?"

Little Ball glanced at him and pursed her mouth.

Yuan Sanjian rolled his eyes and said helplessly: "Okay, okay." “

The silence in the crowd was suddenly broken.

A sturdy young man in coarse linen clothes actually fell directly from the sky to the ground, and countless cracks were directly smashed into the rock floor.

He grinned and said, "A fight?" yes, if you are directly subdued by me, or if your strength is so little, then naturally no one wants to fight with you." ”

Yuan Sanjian said loudly: "Uncle Shi! This guy's name is Ning Chen, his realm is so-so, his temper is quite big, and he likes to brag the most!"

Ning Chen rolled his eyes and scolded: "Fuck off your mother's eggs, the Demon Town has raised you kid for more than ten years, and I can't raise you a wolf cub!"

The audience burst into laughter, and even the young people who came to see the excitement laughed very brightly.

Yuan Sanjian clasped his hands around his chest and said disdainfully: "I'm a disciple of the Sword Pavilion! I'm still the top one, so I don't care to stay with you, a half-baked martial artist!"

Obviously, Yuan Sanjian is quite good among the young people in the city.

In fact, Yuan Sanjian and Xiaoqiu'er are both native children in the city, and they are always fighting together on weekdays, and they have long been accepted

The deeper reason is that Yuan Sanjian's cultivation talent is quite good, and it can even be said to be terrifying, and he can barely keep up with the first rank in the city, which is still a relationship that he is several years younger than everyone else.

Ning Chen shook his head helplessly, then turned his head and said, "For the sake of that little white-eyed wolf and little ball, I'm not interested in fighting with you, just a game, I won't let you lose too ugly." ”

The crowd was calm.

Facing the heirs of the Seven Holy Lands, Ning Chen showed such a high profile, but no one felt that something was wrong.

Some time ago, the heirs of the Seven Holy Lands came here, such as Jiu Nian, the heir of the Lei Yin Temple, or Chen Chu of the Canghai Sea, and the best candidate for the young people in the city to discuss was Ning Chen, but unfortunately in the end, due to the retreat, he missed those quite heroic exchanges.

And in the city, except for the few martial artists of the barbarians, Ning Chen's strength was the most convincing.

When Lu Shen heard this, he shook his head and said the second sentence.

"Look for a few more of the best ones in the city.

After a slight pause, Lu Shen looked around and said.

"Then let's go together. ”

.....

.....

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

On the city walls, a giant crow that is common in the wilderness flew by, bringing a cold wind.

Everyone's faces froze suddenly.

Manqi's hand holding the wine glass froze in mid-air, and the sudden trembling of his arms obviously proved his consternation at the moment.

Ning Chen shook his head and subconsciously scratched his head.

What does this mean?

One to a hundred?

Some time ago, it was said that Wei Chan, the strongest man of today's young generation, was not so arrogant, right?

Yuan Sanjian and Xiao Qiu'er were also shocked, and the former said seriously: "Did Uncle Lu not wake up today?"

Xiao Qiu'er hurriedly shook her head, and her eyes widened.

After a brief silence in the crowd, it was replaced by undisguised anger,

Obviously, Lu Shen's contemptuous attitude made them feel insulted.

A teenager with his fists wrapped in iron sand slammed the table and scolded, "Damn, this guy really looks down on us!"

Ning Chen's face also turned cold, and he said seriously: "I think you'd better take this sentence back, we people don't have any rules, and if we can't control our temper, we will really beat you to death." ”

Lu Shen didn't say anything, silently holding the hilt of the sword at his waist.

In fact

, he really didn't deliberately disdain others for anything.

Dong Yuehai said that there will be many people who will challenge.

And he just wants to fight.

Think about it, so this way is the most suitable.

As for whether it will lose or something.... Lu Shen really didn't think about it.

Suddenly.

A long rainbow swept through the crowd and went straight to Lu Shen.

It was the young man whose fists were wrapped in iron sand, and at this moment, his fists bloomed with a brilliant aura, and the air rumbled.

At the same time, seven or eight more teenagers appeared in all directions of Lu Shen, all of whom threw punches without reservation.

These are all the youngest wave of young geniuses in the city, thirteen or fourteen years old, arrogant, and similar to Yuan Sanjian.

After hearing Lu Shen's words, a few eyes met and already planned an action.

For example, Ning Chen's group looked at this scene calmly and did not make any moves.

The next moment.

Without warning, the center of the street exploded.

Lu Shen stood in it, just maintaining the posture of holding the hilt of the sword, and before he could draw his sword, the eight young martial artists all smashed backwards like short-roped kites, all of them smashed directly into the big pit of the street wall.

At this time, everyone saw a cylindrical sword qi rushing into the sky like a tornado, rolling up countless winds and falling leaves.

Sword Vaporization Tornado.

"That's a cool move!"

Yuan Sanjian's eyes lit up.

Ning Chen's entire body suddenly tightened, as if he was facing a great enemy, his back was slightly arched like a big dragon, and at the same time, his right hand stretched out to signal everyone behind him not to make a move, as if he had become a pure martial artist in an instant.

Lu Shen saw this scene and said, "Okay, it's okay to come one by one." ”

"If you want to live here, since you have to fight, then just fight. ”

This was the last thing Dong Yuehai said before leaving.

"Arrogance!"

Ning Chen's whole person disappeared in an instant, and at the same time, a large crater was blown out on the ground where he was, and countless cracks spread out.

Lu Shen's expression was calm, and the ancient sword Yunsheng was half an inch out of the sheath.

The sword qi tilted wildly like a flowing cloud, and in the blink of an eye, a sword qi realm formed in front of him.

Bang bang bang!

Before Ning Chenren arrived, his fists did not arrive, and his fists smashed frantically on the sword qi like phantoms.

After only half a breath, the sword qi light curtain exploded.

Ning Chen's right fist was pulled back, and then it slammed out.

A majestic aura turned into a fierce tiger and went straight to Lu Shen's chest.

The latter drew his long sword behind him, but the long sword did not come out, and the horizontal sword swirled in front of him.

Another explosion.

Lu Shen stood in place, his long hair and the tail end of his white clothes floating backwards, but his body did not move.