The sound of the iron sword clashing clearly reached everyone's ears before the beggar gang rudder.

"Does anyone really dare to do it?"

Not only Zhu Baokun, who was the closest, but also the masters of Qingcheng and Penglai, who had been facing each other for a long time, felt very surprised, but the onlookers did not turn their eyes to the place where they were fighting, but looked at Bai Shijing, the law enforcement elder of the beggar gang. Luoyang Hundred Flowers will rise, these two people actually fought for no reason, and everyone is looking forward to what kind of reaction the beggars will make.

But Bai Shijing's performance at the moment made the dozens or hundreds of people looking at him even more surprised, and his sallow face couldn't hide his surprise. It's a shame that as an elder of the beggar gang, he has seen countless ups and downs for decades, and he hasn't been like the four generals of the family around him who can't even close their mouths.

Zhu Baokun didn't know why Chu Feng made his sword, but he could see the movement around him, and he knew that something was wrong, and the Qingcheng and Penglai factions couldn't tolerate him. Especially the Qingcheng faction, as long as they find his traces, they are afraid that they will cut him down in the face of the anger of the beggar gang. He hurriedly turned around, and the two figures, one blue and one white, had already fought together.

In this sword competition, don't say that Zhu Baokun didn't know the reason, Chu Feng felt that it was a bit sudden. Chu Feng was quietly waiting for Zhu Baokun to reply, and he didn't deceive this spy who was sandwiched between the two sects, and when he answered, he couldn't leave, and it didn't matter to him whether he wanted to leave or not.

However, the one who was fighting with Chu Feng now did not suddenly appear in front of Chu Feng, but very suddenly attacked Chu Feng and Zhu Baokun. Chu Feng didn't know whether this person was coming at Zhu Baokun or at him, but when he was facing the enemy, he never took it lightly, and in surprise, he also sealed that person's sword move three feet away with a sword.

This person was dressed in a white robe, Chu Feng looked familiar, when Ma Dayuan was buried, Luoyang City was full of such filial clothes. Chu Feng cleaned the dust before he came out, and forced him back with a sword, the smile on this person's face did not fade, and the sword trick in his left hand moved, and he used a new sword technique. is the same smile, except for a trace of pride that can't be concealed in this person's smile, it looks much more pleasing to the eye than that Lingzi.

Chu Feng didn't recognize this move, and the people on the sacred mountain who died under his sword must be very familiar with it, it was the true legend of Qingliang Temple's "Fifty-one Road Demon Subduing Sword Technique".

This trick Chu Feng has not seen in the hands of the people on the sacred mountain, but now he can see this trick to "deter the outside world", and he still feels a little familiar. The people of Shenshan have been working hard for decades on the few kung fu in Qingliang Temple, and the "Pumen Staff Method" and this "Demon Suppression Sword Method" that he performed have long been integrated. Chu Feng relied on his intuition to take the chest and abdomen of the man's defense with one move, and inadvertently broke the meaning of "deterring the outer way" in the swordsmanship.

The person on the opposite side saw that Chu Feng had broken him two moves in a row, and his expression did not change at all, and the long sword was retracted, and when he stabbed it out again, it was not the demon sword technique. The origin of the Duan family in Dali, Duan Zhengchun saw that trick to subdue the demon swordsmanship, and he could still recognize it, but now he doesn't know this trick. Originally, according to his surname, the way of martial arts was not what he had sought all his life, and it didn't matter if he knew it best or not. But looking at Mu Wanqing on the side, her brows furrowed slightly, her heart softened, and she asked Bai Shijing, "Which trick is this trick?"

Bai Shijing's surprise was gone, and after listening to Duan Zhengchun's inquiry, he replied lightly: "This move is a quick move in the Kunlun Sect's Thunder Sword 'Rain Hitting Flying Flowers'." Duan Zhengchun thanked him, and then said, "Elder Bai, it is difficult for Chu Feng to think of this trick." ”

Bai Shijing didn't know how to answer, it is said that Chu Feng in the younger generation is the best choice regardless of light skills and swordsmanship, and yesterday he saw that even the internal skills that could only rely on the years were not inferior to others, but he was just competing with him......

Mu Wanqing looked back at Duan Er, looked at the slightly embarrassed look on his face because of Bai Shijing's silence, and said to him, "It's okay, I have never been worried about Chu Feng's martial arts." There are many people, and she won't say that Chu Feng and that person have two swords, it seems that the victory is not scored, but few people can see that Chu Feng's footsteps have not moved at all since he crossed that "friend" under the gorgeous swordsmanship of the person opposite. However, at least half of Chu Feng's kung fu was on top of that Ling Bo micro step.

Duan Zhengchun rarely saw Mu Wanqing talking to him, and said with a smile, "That's good, that's good", just these few words, the man retreated. But Duan Zhengchun looked a little strange when he looked at it, he couldn't tell the move just now, whether Chu Feng forced that person back, or whether the person took the initiative to retreat.

Although the competition in the field was gorgeous and unparalleled, Zhu Baokun only thought about escaping at this moment, and the farther away from the two people in this competition, the better. But he was dressed in such a strange way, when the two factions of Qingcheng and Penglai faced off before, they had no intention of looking at the onlookers next to him, and although the two factions noticed the competition here, it was impossible for their minds to be as concentrated as they were just now.

"Uncle Zhu, it's been a long time!" "Master Zhu, it's been a long time!" said Sima Lin, the head of Qingcheng, grinning, he had already seen Zhu Baokun who wanted to disappear into the crowd. It was said that when he greeted him, the disciples beside him should all be angrily scolding towards the Zhu Bao Kunbao, but he actually only heard a few responses.

"Catch this turtle son!" Sima Lin shouted again, this time there were finally more people responding, and seven or eight people squeezed in the direction he pointed. He looked at the head of the Penglai faction defiantly, he knew very well that Du Lingzi heard his shout, and he also believed that neither the beggars nor Shaolin would help Zhu Baokun and the Penglai faction in this matter.

Du Lingzi heard Sima Lin's shout, also saw the flustered figure of the unscrupulous disciple, and also noticed Sima Lin's provocative eyes, but the sneer on his face did not fade at all, and when he glanced at Sima Lin, he ignored him and looked at the two people fighting in the field.

"Master, look ......" The little joy in Sima Lin's heart disappeared without a trace after seeing Du Lingzi's annoying smile, and Lao Meng, who was standing beside him, quietly pulled his sleeve and drew his attention to the two people who were fighting in the field. Sima Lin withdrew his gaze from the disgusting Penglai master and apprentice, looked at Chu Feng's side, and opened his mouth even wider than the four generals in Dali.

Three moves have passed.

Chu Feng withdrew the dust in front of him, looked at the handsome young man on the opposite side who had only used half of every move, and said, "Why don't you take my move too?" Duan Zhengchun's guess just now was not false at all, Chu Feng knew very well that the person on the opposite side had not used all his kung fu, every sword had not been exhausted, and there were countless backhands in each sword.

The man looked at Chu Feng with a serious face, a gentle smile on his face, and said with a smile: "No need." You broke me three times in a row, but you haven't even used a serious swordsmanship, so you don't need to compare. "Just now, a large group of people from the two factions of Qingcheng Penglai had already surrounded Chu Feng and that person, and now when they heard him admit that Chu Feng had broken his three-move swordsmanship, they were in an uproar.

"Your Excellency's sword moves have not been exhausted, so why bother to be too humble!" Chu Feng laughed, but he refused to take advantage of the person opposite, but he always felt that this person's voice seemed to be heard somewhere......

"I said, Luoyang Hundred Flowers Festival, I will come!"

The man on the other side said with a smile, his face was gentle, except for the wisp of pride that could not be erased. Even if he admitted that Chu Feng had broken his three swordsmanship, it seemed to be unscathed by his pride. (To be continued.) )