The group of martial artists outside the big wooden shed were really interested in Chu Feng's swordsmanship, and looking at Chu Feng who stood up, someone asked each other with some surprise, "What does he mean?"

"Meeting friends with martial arts is the joy of life. Chu Feng replied with a smile, "In the affairs of the family and country, there are Qiao Gang Master, Xuanci Abbot, and Gusu Murong first, and there is no need for us to think about it, I just hear an order when the time comes." Since I have time today, it is a rare blessing to be able to live a few tricks with friends from all walks of life. ”

Several people around Chu Feng heard him deal like this, their expressions changed slightly, and they all said in their hearts: "No matter how high your martial arts are, how can one person dare to fight hundreds of people?" The hundreds of people who squeezed over before the wooden shed heard Chu Feng say the words "meet friends with martial arts" with a big grin, and immediately discussed a lot, and no one dared to reprimand Chu Feng for "not knowing the height of the sky".

After a while, a voice sounded in the group of people outside the wooden shed, saying: "Chu Shaoxia draws the next way, and the brothers will take it!" This person is quite tall, standing in the crowd, Chu Feng can also see him at a glance, especially the half of the sword hilt that emerges from the back of his shoulder, and secretly said in his heart: "It turns out that this person also uses a sword." Since these hundreds of people have pushed this person to talk, although Chu Feng doesn't recognize him, he also knows that this person must have something extraordinary.

"How dare you. Chu Feng clenched his fist at the man, said politely, and then said, "Haven't asked for the name yet?"

"The name of the honorable name is exempted, and the friends who know me call me 'Hundred Defeated Sword'!" This person did not know his name, but instead said a somewhat strange nickname, "Chu Shaoxia, there are hundreds of brothers here." You don't want to learn them all, do you?"

"Hundred defeated swords, good name!" Chu Feng Zhengse praised, if anyone can really defeat a hundred times and still have all five limbs, it is worthy of admiration, and then he said a very undisciplined word: "I never thought about it one by one, Chu Mou wanted to have a few tricks with the one with the worst martial arts among you." ”

After saying this, Chu Feng had already sat back, with a bit of "Pick out the worst, I'll wait", and didn't care about the martial arts people outside the wooden shed who were a little uncalm by his words.

in a wooden shed. Shan Zheng and a few people were also surprised when they looked at Chu Feng. But the only one who asked out loud was Shan Xiaoshan, who was still squatting on the ground and drawing circles just now, and asked in a low voice: "Chu Feng, why do you want to pick a person with the worst martial arts to fight?" As far as his Shan Xiaoshan's kung fu is concerned, the group of people outside the wooden shed is afraid that half of them can be taken down by him. What's more, what about Chu Feng?

Chu Feng asked, "Among the five heroes of Mount Tai." Who has the best martial arts?"

"Big brother, of course. Several of our brothers' kung fu were taught by the eldest brother. "Having a father who is eager for justice and righteousness is sometimes not a lucky thing. Of course, Shan Xiaoshan didn't know that among the five brothers. The best martial arts is afraid that the second Shan Boshan.

Chu Feng ignored the loss on the front of the single, and asked again, "Then who has the worst martial arts?"

"Then you don't need to ask, of course it's me. "Shan Xiaoshan doesn't know what it means to be embarrassed.

"What if outsiders ask you? Will you tell them honestly?"

"Of course not......" Shan Xiaoshan was just a little Geng but not stupid, and he understood himself when he said this, "You mean they ......"

Although the group of people outside the wooden shed said that they were waiting for Chu Feng to draw the next way, Chu Feng's words did not have the slightest master's demeanor. However, "of course not" they will really fight first, choose the one with the worst martial arts, and then fight Chu Feng.

"If you want to say that the martial arts are the best, then it is a bit difficult!" The man who called himself the "Hundred Defeated Sword" laughed loudly, as if everyone had already reached a result after discussion, "But if you want to say that the martial arts are poor, who in the world can have Wang Mou defeat more?"

Chu Feng also smiled and said: "In this way, is it Brother Wang who wants to compare with Chu Feng?" Xue Muhua behind him whispered: "This kid is the only son of 'Wansheng Knife' Wang Weiyi, I don't know why he didn't inherit his Lao Tzu's sword technique, and instead gave up the sword and practiced the sword, he broke out of the name of 'Hundred Defeated Sword'." ”

Chu Fengzi can't remember that this "Wansheng Knife" Wang Weiyi lost his life in the battle of Yanmen Pass more than 20 years ago, and he only felt that the nicknames of the two of them were very interesting.

Seeing Chu Feng over there, the Hundred Defeated Sword stood up and said loudly: "I think your good friends will not compete with me for the title of 'the last in the world'." He said this, but his eyes seemed to have full confidence in himself.

"Hundred Defeated Sword" Wang Xincheng The large group of people next to him, confident that his martial arts are better than him, there are not a few, seeing him forcibly come out, but he doesn't want to steal his limelight, but he can't help but be a little worried, "Chu Feng must not lose in three or two moves." Those who felt that their martial arts were not as good as this hundred defeated swords, but they were at ease, and they all knew that even if they defeated Chu Feng, they must not be able to please this hundred defeated swordsman.

Bai Shijing, who was really busy today, took Qiao Feng's meaning, and then handed over Zhu Baokun to the beggar disciples to take care of, and the life and death documents of Chu Feng and Bai Defeat Sword were also sent over, and the meaning on it was very simple: "Life and death have their own destiny!" Bai Shijing asked again, confirmed it again, and took the two of them to the ring in the martial arts arena.

Now there are thousands of heroes in the martial arts arena, and I am afraid that everyone knows Chu Feng's name, and immediately shouted with good deeds: "Chu Shaoxia, take him down in three moves, don't lose Murong Gongzi's face!" Some people shouted: "It turns out that he is Chu Feng, and there is nothing special to look at, how can he take Murong Gongzi's sword?"

The Shan brothers were very face-saving, and they didn't care about the group of martial artists outside the wooden shed who were waiting to challenge Chu Feng, cheering for him loudly, and seeing that the voices of several people in the group who were familiar with the Hundred Defeated Sword "dared to do it with Brother Wang at a young age, I don't know whether I was alive or dead" was completely suppressed.

In the stands, Murong Fu looked at the two people in the ring and asked, "Gang Leader Qiao, which one do you like?"

Qiao Feng laughed and said, "The 'Hundred Defeat Sword' is really going to be defeated today. ”

The abbot of Xuanci said together: "Murong Gongzi has only fought with Lord Chu Shi today, I don't know what to think?"

"Of course Chu Feng will win, he dared to challenge me before. Murong Fu didn't really take Chu Feng to heart, and said with a smile, "I just don't know that Chu Feng seems to be very hostile to me." ”

Qiao Feng said: "In the first battle of Yishui, the second brother suffered serious internal injuries, but fortunately, Master Xuanbei took action and recovered. When he said this, he paused for a moment, and then said: "Master Xuanbei died under the 'Great Vedic Pestle', don't talk about the second brother, even Qiao's first thought is the eight characters of 'returning the other body with the other way'." ”

"Master Xuanbei returned to the west, Buddhism is one less monk, and one master of martial arts is lost, which is really a pity. Murong Fu bowed to the west from afar, and said for a while, "It's not a secret, my mother is seriously ill and bedridden, and before serving on the bed, since last year, I don't dare to leave the ......."

Murong Fu also felt wronged in his heart, but he had never done this, so he thought about it slowly, and didn't want a sword to burst out and suppress the second half of his sentence!

When he heard the sound and looked around, he saw that on the ring, Chu Feng had already put the iron sword back into its sheath, and arched his hand and said, "Accept it!" (to be continued......