Chapter Eighty-Nine: First Battle Leader
Bu Qianhuai didn't say a word, just smiled, put a silver ticket on the table, and turned around and went downstairs. And behind, followed closely by Zhang He. The other people in the rivers and lakes also glanced at each other and immediately followed. A battle of this level, they must not miss.
And Bu Qianhuai also found a few young people at the peak of the Heavenly Palace Realm under the eaves next to him, or on the roof, if someone watched carefully, they would find that these four or five people were all masters ranked seventy to ninety on the human list! This time, they also came to watch the battle.
"It's right here, it's a big place, and there are no pedestrians. ”
The place outside the entrance of the restaurant is very wide, but there are not many people, after all, people all over the city are discussing this matter, and ordinary people naturally know a thing or two, and they will naturally not linger here these days, and even their own children are strictly forbidden to go out to play. After all, the people in the rivers and lakes, who have never been stained with blood, if their children are naughty and annoy these people who don't care about the court, they have no place to reason. Especially the person who was challenged this time, he also killed a state guard, a state guard, and was killed in broad daylight, among his own guards, in the eyes of the people of Liuzhou, it was a big thing like the locust crossing. Therefore, although there are many people here, there are almost no people, all of them are martial arts people, who rushed from Qiwu or the nearby Jiangdu Road to see this good show.
Stopping, Bu Qianhuai turned to look at Zhang He: "Are you sure you want to fight?"
Zhang He just frowned: "Ming Qi Realm, you can't kill me!"
Bu Qianhuai sneered: "Ha, then ............"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the aura of killing suddenly permeated out. Even the few people next to him were wide-eyed, although they didn't know Bu Qianhuai's strength, it didn't mean that they could underestimate Zhang He.
Zhang He's left hand also gently untied the strap that wrapped around the giant sword behind his back, and his right hand grasped the hilt behind his back. At this moment, he didn't want to keep his hand, although the other party was only in the Ming Qi realm, but it was easy to be ranked on the list? You know, at the peak of the Heavenly Palace Realm where the essence and blood are burning, it is impossible for him to kill him in three moves!
Both of them did not move, but in the eyes of other people in the rivers and lakes, they were not clear, in fact, both of them were looking for each other's flaws, and Bu Qianhuai did not want to show any flaws because of his own realm. And Zhang He's scruples are more about the lack of vain under the fame, so naturally he has to find weaknesses and break them.
Suddenly, the wind rose. The wind squints and enters people's hearts. At this moment, the two of them moved at the same time as if they had received a signal. Fist shadow, sword light, in this moment, exchange!
Horizontal sword, instant fist, thud. Bu Qianhuai was not stupid enough not to use the evil dragon arm, after all, the evil dragon arm is also one of his martial arts, and it will accompany him for a long time.
However, Zhang He's hand holding the sword shook it, and in the eyes of ordinary people in the rivers and lakes, this time the battle was evenly divided, but in the eyes of several other people, there was a trace of shock. With the flesh against the weapon, he actually had the upper hand. And they are also well aware of Bu Qianhuai's record, you know, this person's strongest is a soft and lingering swordsmanship, but now, even if the sword is not out, they can have a slight upper hand, this ranking is indeed fair!
Zhang He's eyes flashed with a dignified color, and he turned around directly, driving the giant sword to spin around, half-leaping into the air, and swordsman!
"Slash with the sword!"
Bu Qianhuai's eyes gathered, and the evil dragon was directly condensed in his right hand, and at this moment, wearing gloves, no one could see the faintly emerging evil dragon.
The right hand pushed forward from the back, and the endless wind mixed with the slightest cold air roared: "Splitting Wind Palm!"
A sword slashes the sky and the earth, and a palm tears the wind. Under the witness of many parties, the sparks of martial arts were staggered.
The giant sword exploded directly from Bu Qianhuai's palm, and Zhang He took three steps back with the sword. And Bu Qianhuai also took advantage of the power of the exchange to retreat.
Squinting tightly, Bu Qianhuai knew that even if he was the protagonist, he would die! Absolutely not, never to underestimate the world!
As soon as Zhang He stood firm, he saw that Bu Qianhuai seemed to have nothing to do, and his heart was even more chuckled, and the secret path was difficult. Swallowing the blood that was about to spit out, he directly held the hilt of the sword with one hand, and turned the giant sword: "The wind comes to Wushan!"
The people in the rivers and lakes on the side widened their eyes and whispered: "The wind comes to Wushan? It seems that it is rumored that Zhang He has received a favor from a certain owner of the Tibetan Sword Villa, which is really true!"
"Yes, yes, the martial arts of the Tibetan Sword Villa! I didn't expect it to be passed on to outsiders. ”
"Hehe, it's a joke, since he has used this martial arts, naturally no other forces will want it, so he is not an outsider. This Zhang He can already be regarded as half of the disciple of the Hidden Sword Villa!"
And at this moment, the giant sword turned, and the sword shadow of the giant sword was also faintly fluttering, as if it was formed, Zhang He paced over, and the giant sword pointed directly at Bu Qianhuai, but the whole body was shrouded by a faint giant sword shadow and rotated suddenly.
Bu Qianhuai naturally heard the talk next to him.
One of the Nine Great Sword Sects?
The sword was already in front of him, and Bu Qianhuai didn't want to expose the power of the evil dragon too early, so he took out the maple leaf directly from his waist, and Xuan Binggang ingested it vigorously. Suddenly, a red long sword came out.
"The sword of the rivers and lakes is cold, life and death, ruthless!", as soon as he pulled out the long sword, the yellow-level giant sword in Zhang He's hand actually faintly mourned. Zhang He also frowned, but the move has been released, how to take it back?
I saw a red light sweeping over, slashing directly at a sword shadow, but without the slightest pause, he continued to move forward until the tip of the Maple Leaf Sword was directly on the tip of the giant sword.
There was a bang, and a sword roar resounded all around.
Click.
"Huh?" Zhang He's eyes widened, as if he didn't believe it. The broadsword, which has accompanied him for ten years, has a trace of crack!
Bu Qianhuai's eyes lit up, his right hand rotated, the maple leaf sword directly rotated in the air, and the tip of the broadsword was directly shattered, and Zhang He also held the giant sword tightly and took a few steps back.
His own broadsword is really broken!
And the people around him were also in an uproar, Zhang He's mountain broadsword was also the best among the yellow-level blades, and some of the meteorite iron in it could even be used to create a Xuan-level blade.
Looking at the giant sword in his hand that was broken into three percent a little sluggishly, Zhang He only felt bitter in his heart.
"My Maple Leaf Sword is a ground level. Your strength is not bad, I only win in the advantage of weapons. Directly put the sword into the sheath, re-turned into a maple leaf, and pinned it into the waist, Bu Qianhuai looked at Zhang He, who was a little sluggish, and said.
And Zhang He also sighed: "No, weapons, they are also part of the strength, you are ranked above me, I have nothing to say." ”