late autumn.

    The cold wind rustled.

    The wind blows and rolls up some remnant leaves.

    Even at this time, when the sun is at its peak, pedestrians also wear long clothes and thick clothes, which is still difficult to prevent the invasion of cold.

    South of the city.

    Competition arena.

    There was silence.

    More than 100 people were divided on both sides. Everyone held a knife and a sword. Their eyes showed their killing opportunities, and their silent killing intention swept the audience.

    Fortunately, there are several respected Jianghu residents in the challenge arena, so they can stabilize the situation in the field.

    "You two, the state of life and death has been established. This war, life and death!"

    On the more than 100 level challenge arena, an old man with white hair and a long shirt put away the paper and looked at the left and right people.

    On the left, the man is slender and handsome, holding a cold glittering Lancet.

    His feet lightly touched the ground, and his body seemed motionless and shaking with the wind, which was unpredictable.

    It''s Zhao Cang, the leader of the young generation of gale hall, the fierce wind swordsman!

    He is not old, but he has refined his body and developed internal power. His strong wind Sabre technique is very important.

    right.

    He is a big man.

    The big man has a plain appearance and a yellowish complexion. He holds a tiger head knife with a ring head. His short clothes can''t cover his high drum and Qiu knot muscles.

    His eyes narrowed slightly, and his feet stepped on the ground like a flood bell and a rock.

    This person''s name is Guo fan.

    He is the eldest martial brother among the second generation disciples of Menghu sect. His five tiger door breaking knife is also extraordinary.

    He is born with divine power. Although he has not cultivated internal power, he has reached the peak of body training. He has also been invincible against internal power experts.

    It''s hard to predict who wins and who loses when compared with the two!

    The white haired old man glanced around and sighed gently, as if regretting the next outcome.

    Gently shook his head, the old man''s big sleeves swung, and his body drifted back.

    At the same time, drink low in your mouth.

    "Let''s go!"

    "Zheng!"

    The sound of the knife is like the sound of a copper bell shaken by the breeze.

    At the same time, a cold light flashed from Zhao Cang''s hand, quickly cut Guo fan, and fierce killing opportunities emerged.

    Wind Sabre technique - destroy flowers and break willows!

    The blade of the lancet is light and sharp. It is a perfect match with the speed based wind Sabre technique.

    Guo fan''s eyes opened and the tiger head knife suddenly rose.

    "Hoo..."

    His knife was not fast, but it was powerful and frightening. It was like a tiger roaring in the mountains and forests. With one knife, he chopped the incoming wind.

    I kept on going. I went down the mountain with a fierce tiger. People and knives met and hit each other hard.

    Zhao Cang''s body was like a breeze blowing willows to avoid the attack. The light of the knife bloomed like a gust of wind and rain, wrapped around his opponent from one side.

    "Good!"

    Seeing this, Xiao Bozhong, an old man from Jiujiang dock, couldn''t help admiring.

    "These two people are young, but they have obtained Samadhi. Over time, their achievements may be unlimited!"

    "Good."

    The guest Qing of the county government, Zheng Yin, known as an eagle, nodded at his words: "there are a large number of young talents in the Jianghu. We are really old!"

    "Compared with us, Zhao Cang, the fierce wind swordsman, is just lack of internal power and experience."

    By implication, it''s not difficult to give each other some time to keep pace without surpassing them.

    As for Guo fan

    "Guo fan is not bad either. In those years, he was known as the first expert of the younger generation in the county and city. He has great talent."

    Zhou Tong, the master of wusheng sect, sighed lightly, "unfortunately, the cultivation method is wrong and can''t achieve internal power for a long time."

    "Hey!"

    Huang, the leader of Sifang martial arts school, smiled coldly and said, "Guo fan, this boy, should have been cheated by his elders."

    "He is a senior brother of the younger generation, but his master left early. I''m afraid there are many people in the tiger sect who want him to make progress."

    "Well..."

    Zheng Yin''s eyes twinkled when he heard the speech. Not long after he first arrived in the county city, he didn''t know much about the younger generation in the city.

    At this time, I heard what the other party said, but I didn''t ask much.

    Just asked calmly, "look at them, who has the better chance of winning?"

    "It''s hard to tell the difference between the fierce wind Sabre technique and the five tiger door breaking sabre. They are also the leaders of the younger generation. It''s really difficult to predict the outcome."

    Xiao Bozhong lightly buckled the handrail with one hand and shook his head. "Xiao has no eyesight, but he can''t see it."

    "Brother Xiao, you''re welcome."

    Zhou Tong, the leader of wusheng sect, smiled brightly and said, "in my opinion, Zhao cangsheng is bigger?"

    "Why?"

    Zheng Yin looked sideways.

    "He has internal power, which is quite different from refining his body. Even if Zhao Cang didn''t advance for a long time, he just got through one or two twelve classics, and the inside information is far better than Guo fan."

    Zhou Tong squinted and said, "as far as I know, the lancet in his hand is not ordinary!"

    "So."

    Zheng Yin nodded silently, his face unchanged.

    "I don''t think so."

    The leader of the Yellow Hall of the Sifang martial arts school shook his head and said, "although Zhao Cang has internal power, the inside information is not necessarily better than Guo fan."

    "The boy surnamed Guo was born with divine power. He was invincible against internal power experts two years ago. Now he won''t be weak."

    "And..."

    After a pause, he said in a slow voice, "although this boy has taken a fork in the road, he may not have no other benefits."

    Zheng Yin looked at the owner of the Yellow hall and said with a smile, "it seems that the owner of the Yellow hall has another eye for Guo fan!"

    "Brother Zheng doesn''t know."

    Xiao Bozhong explained with a smile: "Lord Huang and Guo fan''s master have a good friendship. They almost became friends."

    "Oh?"

    Zheng Yin raised his eyebrows.

    “……”

    Lord Huang shook his head and said no more.

    In just a few words, the situation in the field became more and more intense from the careful exploration at the beginning.

    Zhao Cang''s face was tight, his eyes were exposed, and the light and sharp lancet in his hand almost turned into a killing wind.

    The wind and rain are coming, the wind is blowing, the shadow is traceless, the popularity is limitless, dancing with the wind, the wind roars and kills thousands of people

    The thirty-six style fierce wind Sabre technique turns into a storm, so that there is only cold light and no human shadow in the field.

    His moves are in series, like flowing clouds and flowing water, with no trace of turning from beginning to end.

    He has become a famous swordsman in the county even though he is proficient in Sabre technique.

    Compared with Zhao Cang, Guo fan''s actions are more Lu stupid, and the ring head tiger head knife is even heavier.

    But his defense is calm, the five tiger door breaking knife is strong, and the matching of body shape and step eyes is accurate and terrible.

    Even under the fierce wind of the other party, Guo fan''s defense can still be as stable as a mountain without revealing flaws.

    The knife technique of opening and closing is even more difficult for people to get close.

    In particular, the killing moves in the sabre technique, such as white tiger jumping into the stream and a roaring wind, can force Zhao Cang to retreat and protect himself every time, so as to recover his disadvantage.

    "Jingle jingle..."

    "Yila..."

    The two knives collided like rain, sometimes splashing some sparks.

    In theory, the side with strong power and heavy blade has the advantage.

    But at this time, it is just the opposite!

    After more than a hundred collisions, the cold light of the lancet in Zhao Cang''s hand is still the same, but there are many small gaps in the ring head tiger head knife in Guo fan''s hand.

    "Bad!"

    On the challenge arena, Zheng Yin, with regret in his eyes, gently shook his head: "Guo fan can''t hold up."

    Although the others did not speak, their faces changed, and they obviously agreed with him.

    A little gap in the blade is placed on the huge ring head tiger head knife, which is inconspicuous.

    However, in the hands of a swordsman, a slight damage to the blade in his hand will affect the exertion of his strength.

    Moreover, Guo Fanben is at a disadvantage compared with Zhao Cang, a fierce wind swordsman.

    They could see that Guo fan, who was on the scene, also understood this.

    "Kill!"

    The roar blurted out.

    Guo fan, who has always been on the defensive, changes his knife posture and is like a fierce tiger down the mountain. He completely abandons his defense and pounces on his opponent.

    "Roar..."

    The ring headed tiger head Sabre was turned around and cut in all directions. After Zhao Cang''s body was forced out, the sabre posture came together.

    Then cut it straight with a knife.

    Split the mountains!

    His knife has no other fancy, only the ultimate strength and speed, which is to force the other party to fight hard with himself, so as to win the chance.

    "Hey!"

    Zhao Cang sneered.

    At the same time, the lancet in the hand turns flexibly, and the body rotates like the wind, cutting the incoming light like a top.

    "Ding..."

    After several collisions, there was only a knife sound.

    The lancet blocked the tiger''s head knife. The blade was close to Guo fan''s arm and went straight to his throat.

    At the same time, Zhao Cangdan''s men pressed and lightly pressed the back of the tiger''s head knife, making it difficult for the other party to turn back and resist.

    "Die!"

    The low howling sound and the rising blade against the trend made many people in the field subconsciously tighten their bodies.

    There are many people in the tiger gate who can''t bear it.

    "Hum!"

    Guo fan knew that it was difficult to avoid. When he bit his teeth, he turned his head to his shoulder and met the lancet with his shoulder.

    Zhao Cang''s eyes showed disdain. The blade posture remained unchanged and swept out obliquely.

    He has developed internal power. His strength is far from being comparable to those who refine his body. The refinement of his strength is even more amazing.

    This Sabre not only contains all his strength, but also the lancet in his hand is sharp, let alone human body.

    Even if it is a fine steel Boulder, he can cut it with a knife.

    In Zhao Cang''s view, the other party''s resistance with his shoulder is just a dying struggle!

    "Yi..."

    The blade enters the body, easily cuts into the shoulder, pauses slightly, and continues to cut towards Guo fan''s throat.

    "By!"

    Zhao Cang''s face suddenly changed.

    When the long knife entered the body, he only felt that it cut into the tough cow leather, and the strength of layers and layers kept pouring from around, killing his strength.

    According to this progress, it is not a problem to seriously injure the other party, but it is impossible to die with one knife!

    While Guo fan, with a ferocious face, turned his eyes back to the despair and madness just now and turned into Gu Jing''s indifference.

    His chest and abdomen trembled rapidly, his mouth opened and roared.

    "Roar!"

    Huxiao mountain forest.

    The roar was so loud that the onlookers were buzzing in their ears. Some of them were weak, their eyes were full of flowers, and their bodies were shaking.

    Zhao Cang, who was directly facing his front, suddenly stopped his action of withdrawing the knife, and his eyes were confused.

    "Kill!"

    Guo fan broke out again. The ring head tiger head knife exploded and cut five residual shadows, crazy rolling his opponent.

    White tiger kill!

    Zhao Cang also woke up from the sound wave shock.

    His eyes were red. He knew he could not escape death. He didn''t retreat but entered. His strength surged wildly into the lancet.

    "Peng!"

    "Yila..."

    On the challenge arena, a broken figure flew out obliquely, and more blood was shot everywhere.

    Zhao Cang is dead in mid air. He can''t die anymore!

    Guo fan stumbled back, with a lancet hanging obliquely on his body, and a huge knife edge slanted into his waist from his shoulder.

    Blood stained his clothes, and white bones appeared at the crack. At a glance, it was ferocious and terrible.

    "Guo fan!"

    His figure flickered. One person hurried to the challenge arena and touched his fingers to stop the outflow of blood from Guo fan.

    "Elder martial brother, golden sore medicine!"

    "Yes."

    The fierce tiger sect leader Yang Fengfu also jumped onto the challenge arena and handed over the golden sore medicine.

    "Take the people down first."

    "Yes."

    The visitor jumped off the challenge arena with Guo fan, and all the fierce Humen disciples immediately surrounded him.

    "Senior brother!"

    "Elder martial brother!"