While there was chaos on Tiehu Mountain, the two sides of Qingjiazhai had already begun a tense confrontation. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Who is Your Excellency?" Iron Dragon stepped out of the crowd, carrying a machete in his hand, and his murderous aura was overwhelming.

"Gao Wu!" Gao Wu clenched his fists and replied lightly.

"But you want to stop me?" Tie Long's tone became gloomy, and a cold air came out of his eyes, staring at Gao Wu fiercely.

"No, I just want to fight with the mountain lord and verify what I have learned!" Gao Wu didn't give an inch, his eyes were plain, and he didn't seem to be afraid of Tielong's words.

"My big knife is sharp and tight, I'm afraid you won't be able to stand it!" Tie Long's face had become gloomy, and the hand holding the big knife began to exert force.

"Life and death depend on fate, success or failure is in the sky, and it is in vain to die if your skills are not as good as people!" Gao Wu took two steps forward and said again.

"Really?" Tie Long's face was a little cloudy, and his eyes were a little hesitant.

Naturally, he was not afraid that he would lose to Gao Wu, he had already practiced the family heirloom sword technique to the realm of Dacheng after many years of fighting with others, and his combat experience was extremely profound. Looking at Gao Wu's still childish face, Tie Long could be sure that the other party's age was not very old, and he must not have much combat experience.

Tie Long could almost determine that the opponent was a fledgling martial arts rookie, who did not have enough combat experience, and even if he was strong, he still could not be his opponent.

However, Tielong was reluctant to fight Gao Wu. Just looking at the power of Gao Wu's punch just now, he could judge that Gao Wu's physical fitness was extremely high, his strength was extremely great, and it was very likely that he was born with divine power. This kind of physical fitness and strength are even inferior to him.

But his biggest worry is not this, but Gao Wu's origin. A force that can cultivate such a young martial artist is definitely not something that a force like Iron Tiger Mountain can compare.

Tiehu Mountain is just a force that does not enter the stream, and it is only in this remote area that it can still be powerful. If it were in a city, even if it was just a small city, a force like Tiehushan would not exist at all, because it was too weak.

The power of the High Martial World is divided into seven levels, and the division is based on the strength of the strongest within the force. They are non-influential, third-rate, second-rate, first-class, top-level, super-rate, and supreme.

The non-in-stream forces are forces like Tiehu Mountain, and they don't even have a third-rate master, and the strongest is just Tie Long, a non-influent martial artist who has cultivated the non-in-stream martial arts to the fullest. There are as many such forces in the high-martial world, as many as the stars in the sky.

And the third-rate forces are dozens or even hundreds of times stronger than the non-streamed forces, and dozens or hundreds of non-streamers can be pulled out casually. If Iron Tiger Mountain provokes such a force, the other party only needs to send a dozen non-elite martial artists to easily destroy Iron Tiger Mountain.

Tie Long was worried that Gao Wu was a child from a big force, and such a person was the most difficult to deal with.

Why? Such a fledgling young warrior must have good strength in the first place, otherwise he would not have been released to travel. Secondly, this kind of person is usually hot-blooded, what does it mean? It means that this kind of person is very nosy, and always likes to fight unevenly. Secondly, there are usually protectors hidden behind such people. When they are in mortal danger, the Protector will come to their rescue.

If you want to keep the teenager in front of you, it's too risky. The young man and the Qingjiazhai behind him are not to worry, the important thing is that the protector behind the young man must be strong in martial arts. Tielong didn't want to take such a risk.

And Tie Long looked at Gao Wuyun's breezy and calm expression, and his guess was even more accurate, who could be so calm in the face of so many bandits without his own hole cards?

Tielong only scolded in his heart for being unlucky, just going down the mountain to destroy a village to take revenge, how could he encounter such trouble. In fact, Tielong thought too much, Gao Wu was not a child of a big force, and there was no so-called protector. Gao Wu's calm face was true, with his perfect light body technique, even if he couldn't beat him, he could easily leave.

Tie Long was still hesitating, but Gao Wu couldn't help the eagerness in his heart to try, he had long wanted to find a master to make a move, how could he let go of such a good opportunity in front of him? Although he didn't know what Tie Long was hesitating, Gao Wu still decided to take the lead.

His footsteps spanned a distance of more than ten meters, and Gao Wu galloped out like a phantom, and punched towards Tie Long's head.

Because he was not sure of the strength of the iron dragon, Gao Wu did not dare to hold it up. This punch used eighty percent of his own strength, although he still did not use the iron arm gong, but he had used the power method of Luohan boxing, and this punch was still full of power.

Swish~!

The whirring wind wrapped around Gao Wu's fist, and a stream of air suddenly rose and roared towards the iron dragon.

Although Tielong hesitated, he still did not relax his vigilance against Gao Wu. Seeing that Gao Wu actually crossed a distance of more than ten meters in one step, he couldn't help but be shocked in his heart, what a fast speed!

Facing Gao Wu's fist, Tie Long's heart trembled slightly, and before he had time to think more, the bright silver machete in his hand suddenly swung from the bottom up. The cold knife pressure seemed to tear open the air, and everyone only saw a flash of white light, and Gao Wu's fist and Tie Long's machete were already close at hand.

Seeing that Tielong swung out his machete so quickly to block his attack, Gao Wu couldn't help but sigh secretly, what a quick reaction!

The body was moving and static, Gao Wu's advancing body suddenly stopped, and his body spun to the right to dodge the iron dragon's big sword, and his body fell to the ground lightly.

The movement of Gao Wu, whose body fell to the ground, did not stop, bowed his hind legs, and a flying shot flew out again.

Gao Wu's body was close to Tie Long's body, and a set of Dacheng's Arhat fists were unleashed coherently, and the moves could not be separated from the vital points of Tie Long's body.

Tie Long dragged the machete in his hand for a while, but there was no use for it, he could only blindly dodge and defend, and was forced to retreat again and again by Gao Wu.

Gao Wu is more and more comfortable to fight, Dacheng's Luohan Boxing is very powerful, and he is also extremely easy to use. With his fight, he has a special experience of every move and style he plays, and that kind of experience is not something that he can find by practicing boxing alone, and it seems that his Luohan boxing is slowly moving towards the realm of perfection.

In the process of fighting, he slowly improved his own boxing techniques, removing the redundant and useless just for the sake of good-looking flowers, and the boxing techniques became more and more condensed, and the power naturally became more and more powerful.

Tielong was depressed and wanted to vomit blood, and the machete in his hand became a complete burden. I thought that my strength was inferior to the other party, but I didn't expect that my speed couldn't keep up with the other party's rhythm at all.

And what made Tielong vomit blood the most was that he seemed to have become the object of the other party's martial arts, and he felt that the other party's grasp of the moves was becoming more and more proficient.

At the beginning, he just played a set of punches in a row, so that with his combat experience, he could barely defend himself, and it was only uncomfortable to take two punches occasionally.

Slowly, the opponent's punches did not follow the previous order, and began to gradually break apart. The opponent has a stronger grasp of the timing of the move and the opponent's flaws.

"Ahh

Tie Long roared angrily, he was just afraid of the strength behind the young man, not the young man in front of him. If he is defeated by the boy here, his prestige will definitely be greatly lost, which is what Tielong does not want to see.

Facing Gao Wu's punch to his chest without dodging or dodging, one of the seven swords duel swung straight forward, and the sharp sword light almost cut through the shackles of the air and slashed towards Gao Wu's body.

"Huh?"

Gao Wu's fist landed lightly on the Iron Dragon's body, and then floated out, easily dodging the Iron Dragon's attack. The fist was gentle, and Gao Wu tasted the benefits of someone training, but he was unwilling to end the fight so quickly. So every punch deliberately lowers his own strength.

But even Gao Wu has reduced his strength, but the power he carries in his fist is still about two hundred catties. Knocking on the iron dragon's chest, only to hear a soft click, the iron dragon's ribs have already cracked.

"Suck ~!"

Tie Long gasped sharply and took two steps back, a trace of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. How long had it been since he had been injured? He didn't remember, it had been a long, long time anyway. There were no decent warriors in this remote place at all, and the opponents he had faced before were almost all ordinary people, and it was impossible to get hurt at all.

"Mountain Master!"

A loud roar came from the side of Iron Tiger Mountain, and a burly figure rushed towards Gao Wu with a big knife. This figure is the Iron Army, and the Iron Army, as the high-level of the Iron Tiger Mountain, naturally has also cultivated the Seven Swords, but he only got five swords, and his strength is not even comparable to the Iron Dragon.

Gao Wu made two moves with him, and he felt that it was not interesting, so he directly whipped the iron army into the crowd of Iron Tiger Mountain, and overwhelmed it.

The iron dragon seemed to be really angry, and carried his bright silver machete towards Gao Wu is fierce attack.

The Seven Swords Duel is the basis for Tiehu Mountain to be able to run rampant, although in front of the real martial arts, this Seven Swords Duel is just a joke, full of flaws, crude moves, and it is simply useless. But in the eyes of the people of Tiehushan and Qingjiazhai, the seven knives are seven knives and seven styles, and the knives are all deadly killing moves.

Everyone couldn't help but hold their breath as they watched the iron dragon's fierce attack. They know very well the strength of the Seven Swords, but they don't know if the young man in front of them can resist the past?

One move and one style were swung out of Tie Long's hand, and the moves were sharp and coherent, one knife after another, one move after another, and the knife momentum was endless, enveloping Gao Wu's whole body like a storm.

Tielong had never felt so happy, he was a little immersed in the joy of swinging the knife, and it was a great pleasure to swing the knife continuously like this. So happy that he forgot that he was still hurt.

"Whew~!"

The shadow of the knife dissipated, and Tie Long was kicked in the chest by Gao Wu and thrown out heavily. The cracked rib snapped and broke.

The iron dragon raised his head, spat out a mouthful of blood with a wow, and his breath suddenly became extremely sluggish. Looking at the intact young man in front of him, Tie Long felt a little desperate in his heart, he was actually not a young man's opponent!