Hooray!

The crowd in the distance suddenly became excited.

Ning Chuan showed a strange color.

Is there a duel between experts?

good chance!

He immediately ran towards the crowd in front of him, specifically choosing places where there were more people from all walks of life.

…

An inconspicuous street corner.

Under the thick ancient locust tree.

A burly young man wearing a black gown looked helplessly at the old man on the treetops.

"Uncle Master, do you really want to do this?"

The young man spoke.

"What? Does this embarrass you?"

The old man lay on his back on a thick tree trunk, "Challenge the heroes of the world and experience all kinds of martial arts, which will help you perfect your halberd technique. Otherwise, I'm afraid you won't be able to master your halberd technique in your lifetime!"

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched and he said no more.

On his left side, there was an unusually thick black iron halberd, which was powerful and domineering and filled with a heavy aura.

On the right, a red sign was erected.

There are dragons and phoenixes dancing on it, and writing appears on it.

[Bu Cai Zhong Wanhou, who comes from the Qin Dynasty, has long heard that Yunxiao City is a holy land of martial arts, where masters gather, and strong men emerge in large numbers. Bu Cai has traveled thousands of miles to come here, and is willing to wait for the masters to prove his martial arts]!

"As expected, it's Iron Halberd Zhong Wanhou."

"The forty-first master on the Qinhuang Kingdom's list of outstanding people is actually competing here..."

"I've watched a good show. As far as I know, there is more than one celebrity in the nearby streets living in seclusion."

"No way?"

"Can I still lie to you? 'Fang Qier' Fang Zhongsheng, the 42nd on the list of outstanding figures in the Han Wu Kingdom, is nearby, and 'Xiaoyao Sword' Li Wanqing, the 38th on the list of outstanding figures in the Tang Dynasty, was in the Shen Mansion yesterday.

I'm a guest, by the way, someone also saw Fang Xingzhao, the 'Four Dragon Palms', appearing nearby..."

Many Jianghu people started talking in low voices.

"It's going to be really lively now."

"Not only these masters, but also Fang Qing, the 'Blood Burning Sword' from the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall, is also nearby. He might be the first to arrive..."

…

among the crowd.

Ning Chuan looked curious and quietly squeezed forward.

【Ding!】

[Randomly paste strength value*11]

【*12】

【*18】

…

"Boy, why are you so crowded? Haven't you seen so many people?"

The big man with the knife looked at Ning Chuan angrily.

"Sorry, sorry..."

Ning Chuan smiled apologetically and continued to squeeze in another direction.

There was an ill-intentioned pickpocket in the crowd. He quietly reached out his hand and grabbed Ning Chuan around his waist, preparing to steal some of his money.

As soon as he took out his palm, a powerful force surged out of Ning Chuan's waist and rushed directly into his body, making him lose consciousness on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning.

The pickpocket suddenly looked horrified.

Are you a master?

He quickly tried to pull his palm away, but found that his palm seemed to be stuck to Ning Chuan, making it difficult to break free.

For a moment, his face flushed with exhaustion and panic.

This naturally attracted the attention of many people in the world.

Many people looked at Ning Chuan with strange expressions.

Ning Chuan continued to squeeze towards the crowd curiously, as if nothing was wrong.

The pickpocket finally managed to pull his palm out from Ning Chuan's waist, but his body staggered and flew out, hitting him in the distance with a loud bang, and his arm broke.

"what are you doing?"

Someone shouted.

The pickpocket looked horrified, but without saying a word, he limped away quickly.

Ning Chuan smiled and ignored it, but changed the direction and continued pasting.

As more and more people from all corners of the country gather together.

Finally, an expert arrived!

"Iron Halberd Zhong Wanhou? Fang Qing, the 'Blood Burning Sword' of the Blood Sword Martial Arts School, is willing to ask for advice!"

Suddenly, a voice sounded.

A young man wearing a red gown walked out of the crowd, followed by seven or eight men wearing the same uniform and carrying long knives.

The crowd instantly burst into uproar.

"Look, I said that Fang Qing, the 'Blood Burning Knife', might be the first to come!"

"It is indeed him, the most talented person in the Blood Sword Martial Arts Hall in the past fifty years!"

"Everyone, please clear the space..."

The crowd suddenly surged.

While Ning Chuan quietly squeezed towards the crowd, he looked at the iron halberd Zhong Wanhou in the arena, his eyes lingering on the unusually wide heavy halberd.

Having said that, actually holding a Fangtian painted halberd is quite handsome.

Well, it's more handsome than a sword.

Should I give up the sword and learn the halberd from now on?

In fact, his marksmanship is also pretty good.

For a moment, his mind was filled with random thoughts.

‘Iron Halberd’ Zhong Wanhou’s face was stern, he stared at the man in front of him, held up his hands and said, “Young Master Fang, please!”

"please!"

Fang Qing walked into the arena, hugged his fists, then pulled out his long knife and made a starting gesture.

Zhong Wanhou's tiger eyes were like lightning, staring closely at Fang Qing. He slowly grabbed the spurge with the palm of his right hand. A flash of light flashed in his eyes, and his body suddenly moved like a tiger descending a mountain.

Hooray!

The air roared harshly, as fast as an afterimage. Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand suddenly swept towards Fang Qing. Seven or eight afterimages appeared in an instant, carrying an indescribable charm, and quickly swept towards Fang Qing's body.

Fang Qing's expression changed, he held the long knife tightly in his hand, and suddenly raised it slightly upward, blocking the iron halberd with an incredible momentum.

Bang!

It's just that although his long sword blocked the opponent's iron halberd, his expression couldn't help but change again.

Because an extremely fierce inner energy suddenly burst out from the iron halberd, hidden invisibly, surging directly towards his body.

"not good!"

Fang Qing's heart was shaken, but he reacted very quickly. The sword technique in his hand suddenly changed, becoming bloody and violent, with a bloody light, as if it had turned into a battlefield sword technique, the sword was deadly and contained a tragic aura.

Eighty-one Blood Knife Styles!

He stopped being careless and came up to quickly display the strongest martial arts in his sect. He just wanted to attack fiercely and suppress the opponent's moves.

The opponent was holding a heavy weapon, and his dexterity was definitely not as fast as his sword skills.

This is his greatest advantage.

However, although the idea was good, Zhong Wanhou's halberd technique was unpredictable. A heavy halberd danced rapidly in his hand, airtight and without any flaws.

No matter how brutal or unpredictable Fang Qing's blood sword skills are, the heavy halberd can accurately block all the opponent's moves every time.
To be continued...