Passing through a forest, it is a cliff more than two zhang high, come to the edge of the cliff and look down, there is a flat rock with a radius of more than 20 meters, there are two groups of people, facing each other, and there are two big men fighting in the middle of the two groups. These two people seem to have good kung fu, one uses a knife, the other uses a gun, the knife flies like a rain of flowers, the gun walks like a swimming snake, flashing and moving, you come and go, it is very exciting.

Taichu was also stunned, it turned out that the martial arts competition could be so exciting, his martial arts practice time was too short, and when he saw a battle at this level for the first time, he couldn't help but admire.

Zhong Buregret smiled and said: "The little doll has really never seen the world, their kung fu is relatively superficial, not everyone in the rivers and lakes who practice martial arts has good martial arts cultivation, and good martial arts skills are even rarer." Internal strength and its time-consuming, the years are long, and it often takes decades of kung fu to achieve small successes, and martial arts are even more secret. Those people are in a hurry, and they can't bear the loneliness to concentrate on cultivation, so they learn some fancy moves in order to achieve quick results, which can be regarded as a sidetrack. ”

Qiushui said: "Old man, what you said is not entirely right, this martial arts move is subtle and can defeat the strong with the weak, such as your shadowless sword." ”

Zhong Buregret was not convinced, and even argued with the child: "My shadowless sword is a martial art that is driven by vitality, how can their fancy external martial arts moves be compared to my martial arts, my shadowless sword can defeat the martial ancestor, this fancy sword can still have some advantages at the same cultivation level, if they meet a martial artist in the realm of the martial emperor, or the opponent has a powerful martial art, they can't survive a round." ”

"I don't know what kind of cultivation these two people have?" Tai Chu was a little confused, martial arts practitioners often have to immerse themselves in a level for many years, and spend most of their time on the cultivation of external martial arts moves, talking about four or two thousand catties, defeating the strong with the weak, and defeating the clumsy with skill. Unless you directly contact the opponent's weapon to feel the strength, you don't know what the opponent's internal force is, it is more to look at the speed of the body, the more clever and light the body, the higher the cultivation realm; I have seen a lot of martial artists, so I naturally have enough experience to judge the strength and weakness of the other party, and I haven't seen a few high-level martial artists at the beginning, so I naturally can't see the body of these two.

Li Qiushui is well-informed: "You earth leopard, look at these two people's body methods are the first recultivation of the martial king, and the moves are also average." The old man is right, if my shadowless sword is practiced to the level of phantom, I can repel the Martial King with one move. ”

Tai Chu didn't think so, he didn't think that this move was useless, the duel between masters, the victory or defeat was only between one thought, if the move was weird and the winner was a one, it would naturally be the winner.

The two of them were also equal, they fought for half an hour without winning or losing, both of them were sweating profusely and tired, and at this time it was also dark, and the people on both sides actually lit torches to illuminate them.

Zhong Buregret is such an old age, he is still a child, and he can't bear it anymore: "Old man, I'm hungry, when are they going to fight?" Before the words fell, the figure disappeared, and after a while, he grabbed a rabbit in his hand and came back: "Girl, hurry up and give the old man a barbecue, my stomach is growling with hunger." Zhong Buregret and Li Qiushui piled firewood on the cliff to make a fire and take the meat. Li Qiushui was even more foolish, fanning the aroma of barbecue towards the crowd below the cliff.

The fight for life and death below, cooking and lighting a fire above, this is also making people cry and laugh. The people watching the battle below couldn't stop looking up at the cliff. When Taichu saw this situation, it was exposed anyway, and there was no need to lie on the ground to hide his whereabouts, so he simply went down the cliff and walked close to watch the battle. The two who were fighting also knew about these strange things around them, but they didn't dare to be distracted for a moment, a distraction might be a worry about their lives.

The teams on both sides saw a young doll coming over, not tall, chubby, although not handsome, but with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a round face, and even loyal and cute, dressed in a blue coat and trousers, obviously a gang costume, and a gray cloak on the outside.

The two groups were between twenty and fifty years old, with uniform gray costumes on the left hand side and uniform white costumes on the right hand. At this time, a man in his thirties in gray clothes on the left hand side spoke: "Little doll, look at you old and young women and children, hurry up and get out, or I will slap you into a meatloaf and eat it." ”

Without waiting for Taichu to speak, a man in his twenties in white clothes on the right hand side interjected: "What do you have to do with others watching the battle? Isn't it because your family's kung fu is not allowed to see, and you can't lose if you see it?"

The sweat was chosen, and the anger was even stronger, and he rushed out of the team and came to Taichu's body, and he really slapped it down with a palm on his head. The white-clothed one watched the little doll being attacked, and no one made a move, so he was happy to see the excitement! At first glance, there was no good thing on either side of them, and he didn't interject just now to help himself, just to find fault with the other party.

Taichu felt that this person's cultivation was not high, and he didn't lift his breath, he directly relied on the strength of his body, met with his palms, and with a bang, the sweat was taken a few steps back, shook a few times, and stood firm.

Taichu's physique is not weaker than that of a triple martial artist, and the other party seems to be the strength of a double martial artist. Tai Chu also began to try to probe everyone's breath to determine the cultivation realm. The big sweat saw that he had suffered a loss, and burst out: "Little bastard, I underestimated you, and I slashed you with one sword!" He pulled out the big knife behind his back and rushed up again. Tai Chu was motionless, looking at him quietly, bringing Da Khan to his eyes, the big knife was raised, and the wicker in Tai Chu's hand suddenly stood up straight, and the white gas lingered, piercing Da Khan's chest. The Great Khan realized that something was wrong, it could be too late, and the wicker pierced through his left shoulder, through his vest, and he screamed in pain. In the beginning, if this wicker pierced the stones and trees like the one who never regretted it, it might be almost enough, but it was more than enough to pierce people.

Blood spurted from the shoulders of the Great Khan and he hurriedly retreated. Where was Taichu willing to let him go, followed by it, and stabbed out again. This time it was the thigh, and the sweat was on guard, so he could dodge it and didn't stab it. The wicker cut through the garment, and a large hole was cut in the garment.

"Kuroko, you can't even beat a doll, you live in vain, just kill yourself!" Naturally, these words were shouted by the crowd in white. It seems that the people on both sides of the strait originally knew each other and had a grudge.

"What kind of cheap words, you have the ability to try it!" the black man grinned and shouted in pain. He can still hold on to such a serious injury, and he can be regarded as a good man. Half of his shirt was stained red with blood, his face was sweaty, his lips were blue, and his eyes were much darker.

"Try it, try it, see how I clean him up!" Sure enough, a person jumped out of the white-clothed crowd, holding a long sword, and walked towards Taichu. When he passed by the Great Khan, he suddenly waved his sword and slashed at the Great Khan's waist. The Great Khan seemed to have known that the other party was going to attack him, and he also waved his sword to meet him. The weapons collided, sparks flew out, and each side retreated a few steps and stood facing each other.

"Liu Ronghua, I knew you didn't hold back any good fart!"

"Wang Heizi, your heart is also black enough, do you dare to say that you didn't want to attack me with a knife just now?"

Tai Chu Qi almost vomited blood, what are these two batches. He didn't speak either, and watched dog-eat-dog twice.

That Liu Langhua is also a double martial artist, and he wanted to take advantage of Wang Heizi's injury to kill the other party, but he didn't want to be unsuccessful, how could he let go of this good opportunity, rush up again, and fight with Wang Heizi to one place.

The gray-clothed gang naturally knew that Wang Heizi was injured first, how could they see him suffer: "Repair my brother Heizi!" rushed out of a gray-clothed woman, her appearance was quite dignified, this woman seemed to have a good relationship with Wang Heizi, and was ready to help Wang Heizi.

In such a World War II, how could the white-clothed side stand by coldly. Taichu became the fuse, and both sides actually participated in the war, and it became a melee situation. Taichu became the only spectator in the real world.

That Zhong Buregret looked at it and laughed: "Boy, you still have the ability, the old man is bored, this time it's lively." ”

It didn't matter what he shouted, the gray and white sides seemed to sense that there was a group of troublemakers. On the two sides of the first wave of battles, the man in white opened his mouth: "Wang Ke, the grudge between your Black Tiger Mountain and my Happy Forest is not a day, not at this time." Now that we're here to stir up the situation, let's get an end to that old thing first. ”

"Luo Han, you and I have half a map, if we look for the ruins together, we will definitely get the benefits of the ruins before everyone, why don't we cooperate." ”

Saying this, the two made peace instead, and both stopped their men and surrounded Taichu in the middle.

Taichu hurriedly shouted to Zhong Buregret: "Old man, come and save me!"

"Haha, who told you to mess around, you can make trouble yourself, do it yourself!" Zhong Buregret was happy to watch the excitement.

The man in white walked towards Taichu: "Little doll, looking at your martial arts path, what does it have to do with Sword Saint Zhong without regrets?"

Taichu laughed secretly in his heart when he heard it, it seems that this Zhong Buregret is still quite famous, and he really underestimated him

"I don't know you. What are you doing? Is it an old beggar?" Taichu also took the opportunity to ridicule Zhong Buregret, and Old Man Zhong was embarrassed when he heard it on the top of the mountain.

"That's good, hand over the exercises on your body, and spare you from dying. ”

"Exercises, I really have a lot of excellent exercises, and I have the ability to get them!"

"Okay, you little bastard, I see that you don't cry when you don't see the coffin!" As he spoke, the man in white came to Taichu.

"It's not bad!" Taichu didn't forget to praise him, but there was no mercy in his hands, the wicker shook, and the shadowless sword technique was swung, and the white shadow of the Tao reached the level of phantom. The man in white only felt that the sword rain was coming, and there was no way to avoid it, so he had to retreat backwards, and the spear was stirred forward to prevent Taichu from following up.

Unexpectedly, when the wicker touched the spear, it was stirred into several pieces and shattered to the ground. Taichu exclaimed: "Hey, it's not good!"