"Sword Shadow Splitting Technique!" Before he had time to think about it, Lang Chuan instantly struck out a sword trick, and a Tianxuan sword suddenly split into seven, stabbing towards Luo Badao as if it were real and illusory.

The bearded man Luo's domineering eyes flashed, and he instantly shot out a spiritual trick, and a red light shield instantly protected it.

I only heard the sound of a thunderbolt, and the red light mask, although it steadily resisted the attack of the Sword Shadow Spectroscopy Technique, Luo Badao was constantly shocked back, and his face was slightly red.

"Aren't you going to challenge me? You can only defend, aren't you going to fall into your momentum just now? Nanikawa blinked silently.

"Hmph!" Luo Badao snorted coldly, and instantly slammed into the ground in front of him, shouting: "Nine Yang Earth Split!"

At the moment when he played the trick, Lang Chuan strongly felt that the position he was standing suddenly shook, and hurriedly flew into the air, saying that it was too late, and at the same time, a huge earth-shaped spear shining red suddenly broke through the ground below Lang Chuan, and stabbed towards Lang Chuan above.

Due to the speed being too fast, a wave of red mangqi wrapped around the earth-shaped giant spear instantly touched Lang Chuan's toes, and suddenly, his face suddenly turned crimson, and his head was dizzy, as if his whole body was anesthetized, and he couldn't move a bit.

100,000 Fire Meteor Slash!

Seeing that Lang Chuan, who was touched by the red mangqi wave, was about to break free from the spell, Luo Badao suddenly played a spell, and the two giant axes in his hands were like meteors, smashing towards Lang Chuan at a high speed.

At the last moment, Lang Chuan's eyes froze, his left hand turned into a sword finger, and a sword light suddenly condensed, and suddenly a finger Luo was domineering, and the two giant axes with momentum like rainbows also suddenly bombarded.

Almost at the same time, Luo Badao's iron fist that shone red suddenly slammed together with the sword light that could only be seen and could not be seen.

The Art of Marking!

Transposition!

Between the lightning and flint, Lang Chuan quickly and continuously played two tricks.

Bang, bang, bang! three times.

When everyone thought that Langchuan was about to lose, the bearded man Luo Badao slammed into the two giant axes fiercely, and then smashed down several feet away with a bang.

And Lang Chuan, who was about to be hit by the two mighty giant axes just now, was standing at the place where the bearded man Luo Badao was standing just now, leisurely watching Luo Badao have a vigorous intimate contact with his magic weapon.

The people who had been watching the fight between the two were stunned and didn't react, their faces were sluggish, and then after a while, they blinked vigorously or pinched their thighs, indicating that they were not dreaming.

The result of a unique and abusive battle made everyone forget the applause and cheers, and some only looked suspicious and dumbfounded.

Liu Ruyan, who reacted for a long time, showed a gleam in her eyes, and said in her heart: "My mother, I actually hugged such a thigh, how can I live in the future?"

And Liu Qing, who was standing in the crowd, smiled calmly, for the Langchuan in his mind, he is a god of war riding a white dragon horse, and he will never be defeated, if someone asks me why, because I don't know either.

"When I grow up, I want to be like that brother!" a young man who was only five or six years old pointed to the Langchuan Road standing in the crowd with fluttering green clothes.

The young man's words seemed to wake up all the people in the dream, and the onlookers crossed Luo Badao, who was lying on the side and pretended to be dead, and walked towards the spotless Langchuan You sit down and talk about it word by word.

Night, starlit night, in a small back mountain of Baiyun Peak, there is a bonfire with several pheasants, and two young people sitting on the ground with their mouths full of oil.

A man with a tiger's back and a bearded face, and a young man wearing a green coat with a simple and honest face with a strange light, these two are Luo Badao and Lang Chuan.

The bearded man Luo Babaly chewed the fragrant pieces of meat, and said, "I haven't eaten meat for many days, and I'm about to fade out of a bird." ”

"Domineering, the acting is good, this is your reward, don't be too much, if you really are too much, I can give a little less. Lang Chuan very generously took out a large bag of spirit stones and some spirit pills and threw them to the bearded man.

"you, this will send me away?" Luo Badao suddenly stood up, looking down at Lang Chuan Dao with wide eyes.

Lang Chuan was stunned, looked at the oily chicken buttocks, and said, "What do you want to do?

"Phew, I don't accept the fight in the open pavilion, I want to formally challenge you!" Luo said indignantly.

"Oh, Brother Domineering, the pheasants are all burnt, turn it over. Nanikawa pointed to the pheasant road at the campfire.

Luo, who has always liked to eat pheasants, turned his head to look at it in convincing.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lang Chuan pinched his sword trick and ran away without a trace.

"No......" When Luo Badao turned around, he realized that he had been deceived, and then yelled angrily: "Langchuan, you bird, don't run!"

A few days later, the first store in the world, no one went to make trouble, and the prestige of Langchuan had spread throughout the public pavilion, and it was known that Langchuan had opened a small shop. Because the first store in the world mainly serves the disciples who are cultivating below the foundation building, they can't enter the eyes of the foundation building monks, and the sect tasks that the foundation building monks receive are no worse than the income earned by opening a shop.

For this time, in the name of finding faults and fighting, to promote the world's first store, Langchuan called it "Xianxia-style marketing". However, Liu Ruyan and Liu Qing were still in the dark, and Lang Chuan did not plan to tell them, so as not to leak the news.

And this time to find the helper Luo Badao, is in Montenegro to meet a like-minded strange person, this person is jealous and hateful, speak directly and boldly, he likes the pheasant cooked by Langchuan very much, often under the guise of the Tao with pheasants in both hands to find him, and it is the pheasant cooked by Langchuan that makes the two acquainted.

In the process of getting along with Luo Badao, he learned that he was from the disciple of the Immortal Peak Outer Sect under the leadership of his uncle Du Guangting, but what surprised Lang Chuan was that he was also the first person to be honored as a disciple of the Immortal Peak Outer Sect, but he didn't care about these vain titles, which was also a major reason why he was able to come and help this time.

In the usual competition between the two, the winning rate of the two of them is five-five, the biggest feature of Luo Badao is that he is very resistant to beating, his defense is amazing, and he has a body of divine power, and his full force can be used to split Huashan with all his strength. However, he has a weakness, that is, the casting speed is very slow, and he can win in the Open Pavilion, which is completely exploited by this weakness, so Luo Badao often wants to fight him again.

Since Luo Badao has this heart, Lang Chuan will never fight with him again, if there is no key shape-shifting and transposition, then he is also a relatively powerful passer-by, and the title of the first person in the outer sect will never be his turn.