"A new nightmare battle is about to begin, and those who haven't bet yet are tight!" There are a lot of handicaps on the city wall, all shouting hard, hoping to make more money while the gap has not yet begun.

Steward Zhang cleared his throat: "Quiet, quiet." The people around him still gave Steward Zhang a lot of face, and they all kept their mouths shut.

Steward Zhang looked at the Moon Slayer City Lord with an inquiring gaze, the Moon Slayer City Lord nodded, and then Steward Zhang said, "I declare the Nightmare War begins! Nightmare ......"

Chu Tianxing was taken to a small room, there was a glass of wine in front of him, and the waiter next to him said, "Drink it, and the competition will begin." ”

Chu Tianxing picked up the wine glass and drank it all, as soon as the wine was down, he felt dizzy and weak, and he tried to lift the internal force, but there was no response.

Chu Tianxing suddenly felt a sinking on his back, and touched the black knife on his back, before the internal force was in his body, he didn't feel how heavy the black knife was, but now that the internal force was gone, he felt the terrifying weight of this black knife.

The waiter then said, "Chu Shaoxia can go." ”

At this point, Chu Tianxing did not hesitate, pushed open the door and discerned the terrain and ran towards the quicksand area, preparing for the plan he had set before.

On the other side, Yan Song and Fake Lu Zixu are also in place.

Broken Hongchen This place is narrow, and it can be seen at a glance on the city wall, and the Moon Killing City Lord on the city wall just glanced at it, and turned around with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth to leave.

Steward Zhang looked at the city lord of the moon and said, "Why doesn't the city lord look at it for a while?"

The Moon Killing City Lord smiled, pointed at Steward Zhang, and said, "You also reminded me, don't forget to bring all the money back in a while." ”

Steward Zhang was a little confused: "What money?"

The Moon Killing City Lord pointed to the surrounding handicap and lowered his voice and said, "I'll kill all of them." After speaking, he turned around and walked towards the city, leaving Steward Zhang with a confused face.

Steward Zhang thought about it: Could it be that the city lord has lost too badly recently, and his hands are a little tight, so he ......

Thinking of this, they looked at a few Zhuang Er who opened gambling plates with cold eyes, and the few people who opened gambling plates close to each other tightened their hands, in their impressions, this Moon Killing City Lord had never won a bet at all, so when they heard the Moon Killing City Lord say this, they were afraid that Steward Zhang would come over to rob it.

Ding! Ding!

Fang Shi'an and Fake Lu Zixu fought together, Fang Shi'an used his qi sword to control the sword with one move and one move to make a fatal move, the fake Lu Zixu was carrying a drinking scoop in his hand, where he barely resisted from the left and right, Fang Shi'an attacked the fake Lu Zixu blindly defended, both of them were masters, Fang Shi'an was eager to win the fake Lu Zixu's own strength was above Fang Shi'an, so he fought for so long.

The people who watched the bustle on the city wall said:

"What kind of blade is this?"

"I'll go, is this the scoop I lost?"

"I've heard of swordsmen, swordsmen, and gunmen, but this is the first time I've seen this ladybird. ”

However, it is also strange to say, the sword under the blessing of internal force cut gold and broken jade for a while, but it couldn't take the fake Lu Zixu, this broken scoop I don't know what the sword was forged and slashed on the scoop with a muffled sound, and it couldn't cut this broken water scoop, and it was even slightly bounced away.

Seeing that the agreed place was approaching, he gasped and said, "Boy, how about letting me go, you won't be able to take me for a while, why don't you find someone else first?" he said this, but Fang Shi'an had already seen the soaked clothes behind him, how could he let him go so easily.

Fang Shi'an's face turned red, and the long sword in his hand also increased a little bit of strength, attacking the fake Lu Zixu with all his strength.

The people who watched the excitement on the city wall coaxed: "It's a fucking master of Jiuxiaomen, and he can't even take a person who has no internal strength." ”

"I knew that if I didn't press this waste, I won, and it will take so long to deal with one person, and it will definitely be useless for three people to go together. ”

Fang Shi'an was already angry, but now he listened to the onlookers accusing him one after another, and attacked Lu Zixu even more frantically.

Fang Shi'an exerted the cultivation of his whole body to the fullest, seeing that the fake Lu Zixu was already in danger, several places on his body were cut by the long sword, and the broken scoop in the hand of the fake Lu Zixu blocked the long sword in Fang Shi'an's hand again, and at the same time, he was also slumped on the ground by the internal force.

The long sword in Fang Shi'an's hand shook, like a blooming plum blossom, and he used the long sword to use the spear move, and the fake Lu Zi continued to shout urgently: "Yan Xiaozi hasn't come out yet!"

A person jumped out of the grass next to him, the spear was like a spiritual snake straight to Fang Shi'an's throat, Fang Shi'an had already made preparations when he heard the fake Lu Zixu shouting, the long sword turned back and turned out, and wanted to pull away the spear head, Yan Song knew that the opportunity could not be missed, the spear in his hand shook and danced a spear flower, Fang Shi'an's sword became a losing move, so he had to twist it hard under his feet, the whole person stuck to the ground and retreated diagonally backwards, and the fake Lu Zixu on the side ran over and made a move to sweep the hall.

Fang Shi'an's light skills were far inferior to Chu Tianxing, the whole person fell backwards, Yan Song's spear had already arrived, Fang Shi'an was also experienced, seeing that his body had just fallen to the ground, the spear was not far from his chest, and he pushed the ground to the side with one palm, and the spear stuck to his arm on the ground, and then the whole person leaned on the spear and slashed at Yan Song with the long sword in his hand, and won in defeat.

Yan Song still had little experience in combat, so he was blindfolded all of a sudden, just desperately grabbing the body of the gun and dragging it back, but with no internal strength, how could he be Fang Shi'an's opponent, the long sword slashed over, and now it was too late to let go, Yan Song closed his eyes and waited for death.

Yan Song heard a thud in his ears, opened his eyes and saw a fake Lu Zixu hit Fang Shi'an on the back of the head, and at the same time shouted at Yan Song: "Run!" After speaking, a puff of smoke disappeared.

Fang Shi'an was leaned forward by this sudden scoop, the force on the spear in Yan Song's hand gradually loosened, and the spear was used as a stick to make a stick turn towards Fang Shi'an's back, and Fang Shi'an was pulled out with a snap, Yan Song had to make up for a shot, and was stopped by the fake Lu Zi who ran away and shouted: "Yan boy, run!"

Yan Song paused and glanced at Fang Shi'an on the ground, only then did he find that Fang Shi'an's posture was peculiar, and he was in a drunken posture on the battlefield.

The spectators on the city wall began to insult Fang Shi'an again, scolding him for not being able to beat even two people who had no internal strength.

Yan Song's thoughts were sparkling, carrying the spear and running out quickly, Fang Shi'an let out a long howl and slapped the big hole on his body one after another to stop the injury, stood up and saw Yan Song's back, gritted his teeth and chased after him with hatred.

Fake Lu Zixu was hiding in a dilapidated house, and when he saw Fang Shi'an running to chase Yan Song, he also followed from a distance.

At this time, Chu Tianxing had just arrived at the predetermined location, and was preparing the trap, holding a black knife sharpening a wooden stake in his hand and tying it to the branches of the poplar tree, and when he was ready, he looked at the two figures running one after the other in the distance......