On the wooden platform, the two of them couldn't hear everyone's discussion at all, Ma Chuan walked towards Tiexin step by step, and stood still when he was five or six feet away.

Tie Xin noticed the strangeness on the tip of Ma Chuan's sword, and of course he knew the legend of the sword, but his face was not flustered. quickly sank his waist and immediately threw the gilded hammer in his hand at Ma Chuan in a strange posture.

Seeing the gilded hammer thrown by the strong wind, Ma Chuan immediately sharpened it with a sword.

But when the hammer sword was about to touch, the gilded hammer made a turn in mid-air, circled Ma Chuan's back, and smashed it with a whirring wind.

Ma Chuan backhanded the sword horizontally behind his back, and although he blocked the direct attack of the gilded hammer, he involuntarily staggered forward a few steps, just past Tie Xin.

Ma Chuan single-handedly used the devastation in the ghost fist, and smashed a fist on Tie Xin's waist, Tie Xin stumbled, but just caught the gilt hammer that was about to land.

The two men stood face to face again, staring at each other, five or six feet apart.

In a trance, Ma Chuan led forty-five transparent people and fifty-five evil countrymen to prepare for battle.

On the other side, Tie Xin actually led more than three taels of transparent troops, and some of the forces of evil and desire, the number of which also reached a hundred.

"Tie Xin just used a famous stunt to shake the rivers and lakes, did you get rid of the hammer?" asked a young junior in the audience.

"No, it should be much more powerful than the Take-off Hammer, but this Tiexin is not very clever when he learns how to practice. Facing the inquiry of the junior disciples, a white-haired old man muttered. And remembered the hidden innate master of Puqingmen, and the legend would use the qi to resist the hammer, so that many masters could not be guarded against, and lost their lives unconsciously.

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The two on the stage stared at each other for a few breaths, Ma Chuan suddenly shook the long sword, the cold light on the tip of the sword reached four inches, and directly used the last sword of the galloping nine swords, galloping vertically and horizontally, and slashing diagonally from right to left.

At the same time as Ma Chuan shook his long sword, Tie Xin tightened the gilt hammer and smashed it diagonally from right to left, just enough to meet the blade.

The long sword and the gilded hammer collided without making the slightest sound, the long sword smoothly slashed to the ground, the gilded hammer smoothly smashed into the sky, and the two real weapons seemed to have become invisible, and they could actually pass through each other.

Ma Chuan kept the sword slashing to the ground, and Tie Xin also kept the gilt hammer smashing into the air, and this strange scene lasted for a breath.

First of all, Ma Chuan moved slightly, and the long sword broke inch by inch.

Tie Xin on the opposite side also moved slightly, and the gilded hammer split in half, and half smashed on the wooden platform. At the same time, the black bamboo armor on his body cracked open, and a blood spring "spewed", and his body fell backwards with a thud.

Seeing this scene, Shi Xiong in the audience subconsciously touched his chest, secretly glad that he didn't touch Ma Chuan, and at the same time looked at Lu Kuang.

"Hmph, it's just a foreign object, how can it be compared with the horizontal practice of this sect. Lu Kuang said calmly, but glanced at Liu Zixuan vaguely, which contained deep jealousy.

"Xin'er!" Tie Jianshan rushed to the stage, holding Tie Xin, who was no longer breathless, and then stared at Ma Chuan with tears in his eyes and was about to make a move, "Little thief, kill my beloved son, look for death!"

"Brother Tie, the apprentice missed for a while, I hope you will forgive me. Liu Zixuan also appeared beside Ma Chuan.

"What a miss!" Iron Sword Mountain shouted angrily, and he was about to make a move.

"Iron Master, the rules of the competition are good, there will inevitably be deaths and injuries in the competition, and you must not seek revenge from the sect concerned afterwards. Shi Yuxuan, who had won the qualification of the alliance leader's candidacy, jumped on the stage, and said with righteous words, as if he regarded himself as the alliance leader.

Tie Jian Shan glanced at Ma Chuan, and then rushed away with Tie Xin, who was already angry.

"Fellow martial arts fellows, someone Liu gave up the qualification to compete for the leader of the martial arts alliance. After Liu Zixuan said this, he ignored Shi Yuxuan, who was slightly stunned and then overjoyed, and took Ma Chuan down the wooden platform.

Back at the station of Longquan Villa, Liu Zixuan learned that Ma Chuan was not injured, so he told the two not to go out as much as possible.

Ma Chuan returned to the room alone, and the fourfold qi of the health regimen did not let him be exhausted in the battle with Tie Xin. And on the spiritual platform in his heart, the fifty-five evil people stayed with peace of mind, and the yellow mangs on their bodies were fading, showing signs of turning into transparent people.

Love and hatred and a steady stream of soldiers poured out to pledge their allegiance.

But the limit of one pawn still exists, and the soldiers who barely flock to the spiritual platform will not stay long before they will inexplicably return to the two countries of love and evil.

Ma Chuan regretted that this kind of opportunity was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He understood that the reason why these soldiers were loyal to him now was that he had completely fulfilled the purpose he had set a few years ago to protect his family.

When I married Ni Lihua and made my family safe, I could only say that I was half done, so on the night of marriage, there were so many patriotic soldiers who were loyal.

Now that the enemy who threatened the life of his family in the first place, the willingness to protect his family has been completed more intuitively, and more soldiers are convinced.

Ma Chuan felt that the number of troops stationed on the Lingtai for a long time exceeded ninety-nine, and now was an opportunity, as long as he sat down well, he might be able to break through. Ten days later, the plan to defeat Baiwei Zhai has been arranged, and the personnel of various forces have been in place. Under the leadership of the Candlecloud Gang, they began to march towards the Far North.

The first day was smooth and there were no major obstacles.

The next day, when he walked into a narrow mountain road, he was ambushed by a lot of poison darts and arrows, which killed and injured the disciples who were weaker in martial arts.

On the third day, the crowd scattered across a vast white ice field, with nothing but the occasional bulging mound. It's just that the cold wind blowing in the face, like a knife cutting and needle pricking, makes many disciples with weak martial arts unbearable, and the speed of travel is not fast.

Ma Chuan and Ni Lihua, who were walking in front, were walking side by side.

"Xiaochuan, I smell the fragrance of osmanthus cake. Ni Lihua sniffed Xiumei's nose and said suddenly.

"Senior sister, are you okay. Ma Chuan felt that in the past ten days, Ni Lihua had become more and more greedy, and her face had become more and more haggard, which made him secretly anxious.

"Really, I don't believe you sniff it carefully. Ni Lihua's tone was very affirmative.

Just as Ma Chuan was getting more and more worried, the people who were walking in front suddenly fell a few.

This sudden change caused everyone to stop at the same time, but some people continued to fall, and in a short time there were forty or fifty people.

"Doctor Hua, please come to the rescue. Hua Miaochun martial arts people all call her Doctor Hua, and Shi Yuxuan is no exception.

The disciples of Jishitang listened ......" Hua Miaochun was about to give the order to save people, but a large number of Baiwei Zhai people suddenly appeared under the surrounding ice fields, and directly pounced on the martial arts people, poisonous smoke, poisonous mist, and poisonous water roared. The aroma of osmanthus cake was a poison that made people paralyzed, and people with slightly weaker internal strength were all tricked, but Ma Chuan and Ni Lihua were not affected.

Seeing a person splashed on his face with poisonous water, half a skull immediately appeared, accompanied by the man's wail before he died, which was really terrifying.

Ma Chuan and Ni Lihua were close together, relying on their good body skills, not touching the slightest poison, and using their long swords to kill the enemies in front of them, but they were also at ease.

After half an hour, most of the people in Baiwei Zhai were killed and wounded, and they hurriedly retreated.

The remaining hundred or so martial arts people did not chase and kill, and they were all appeasing the surviving men.