call!

As soon as Ningchuan was posing in the starting position, the Fangtian Painted Hydrograph in Zhong Wanhou's hand suddenly attacked, carrying a terrifying aura, with many afterimages, which made people unpredictable.

In an instant, the halberd in his hand seemed to have come alive, not like a heavy weapon at all, but like a soft whip, changing directions back and forth, sometimes upward, sometimes downward, sometimes stabbing to the left, and sometimes stabbing to the right.

Ning Chuan's eyes narrowed, he stared at the other party's halberd, and his body subconsciously retreated backwards.

He knew nothing about swordsmanship and various tricks. He only relied on his brute force. When facing the other party's strange tricks, he naturally had to be careful of abnormalities.

Seeing the halberd swaying and coming quickly, Ning Chuan quickly took two steps back and suddenly shouted loudly, shaking the streets, like a bolt from the blue. Many people were shocked and hummed.

Then, Ning Chuan's long sword danced directly.

Hurry!

The long sword was indisciplined in his hands. It was the simplest sword dancing, but it was extremely fast, like forming a vortex.

He is strong, and the bright moon shines on the river.

He is by his side, and the breeze blows on the hills.

No matter how his moves change, I will remain unmoved.

Everyone looked shocked.

What a deep internal force!

Just a loud shout made everyone's blood roll and almost disappeared.

However, when everyone saw Ningchuan's sword technique, they all showed dullness.

What trick is this?

It doesn't even count introductory swordsmanship.

Zhong Wanhou was also stunned. He was confused by Ning Chuan's sword dancing, but the Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand quickly fell to Ning Chuan's shoulder with a very tricky posture, with heavy force.

But Ningchuan's long sword was extremely fast, like a spinning windmill. Even though Zhong Wanhou's moves were mysterious, the halberd in his hand was still swept by Ningchuan's long sword.

Dang!

A harsh metal sound rang out.

Ningchuan's long sword vortex burst out of Mars as soon as it swept the halberd, making Zhong Wanhou's face change drastically, as if he was hit by a mountain. The terrifying power almost made the halberd in his hand escape.

A wave of unspeakable force and internal energy rushed straight into his arms.

Isn't he accumulating energy?

Just the late stage of practicing strength?

Zhong Wanhou was shocked.

But why is his power so great?

But time could not allow Zhong Wanhou to think too much, because Ningchuan's dancing vortex was too fast. After the first collision, the long sword stuck to Zhong Wanhou's phlegm and forced it away from him.

Hula!

The terrifying power caused the halberd pole to rub against Zhong Wanhou's palm, which directly made him feel a burst of pain in his palm.

Then the entire halberd suddenly soared into the sky, reflecting the light of the sun at high altitude, attracting everyone's attention, throwing it high and landing heavily.

Zhong Wanhou's body swayed. After the halberd was led by Ning Chuan to leave his palm, an extremely fierce force also poured into his arms at the same time, causing his arms to hurt, his body staggered, his qi and blood floated, and he quickly retreated.

Dang!

The long halberd landed on the ground, making a harsh sound.

It was not until this time that Zhong Wanhou's retreating body finally stopped.

My arms were sore and tingling, and I gradually regained a trace of my feelings.

He looked at Ning Chuan with horror on his face, as if he was incredible.

how so?

Can you still fight like this?

How strong is his internal strength?

"Give up!"

Ning Chuan smiled, stood with his sword in his mouth, and spoke.

Wow!

The crowd was in an uproar.

Everyone's eyes widened.

What's going on?

This is OK?

Can this defeat Zhong Wanhou?

"Good internal force!"

The old man on the old locust tree narrowed his eyes and looked at Jiang Dao extremely solemnly.

What kind of monster is this?

The internal energy is obviously impure, but it is so thick that it is unimaginable!

Zhong Wanhou was approaching the late stage of qi storage and practiced the best stance. After his birth, he learned internal skills before he learned to walk. However, when facing Ningchuan, he couldn't even hold his own weapons.

If I hadn't seen this with my own eyes, who could have believed it?

Could it be that he has not been to Yunxiao City for many years, and such a monster has appeared in Yunxiao City?

Zhong Wanhou felt very uncomfortable.

I set up a arena on the first day to challenge the heroes of the world. As a result, I was defeated just now... and the defeat was too frustrating...

In this case, what is the point of setting up a arena?

Ning Chuan felt secretly happy.

Although this is a bit unethical to hit people, it feels very good to be watched.

In the crowd, a young man narrowed his eyes and stared at Ning Chuan's body that was about to leave. He was thinking about it and was about to jump out when suddenly a sound rang out in advance.

"Young Master Ning, wait!"

A figure emerged and landed in the field.

He was a man wearing a long blue gown, tall and thin, holding a long blue sword in his hand. He was about twenty years old, with a head full of black hair and meticulous hair.

"Li Wanqing, Xiaoyao Sword?"

"Li Wanqing, the 38th best-in-class man in Emperor Tangzong?"

"He is indeed nearby!"

The crowd suddenly exclaimed.

Many people surged quickly.

Ning Chuan paused and looked back, showing surprise.

Another master?

The ranking list is higher than Zhong Wanhou.

Although they belong to different countries.

"Young Master Li also wants to ask for advice?"

Ning Chuan smiled and was graceful.

Li Changqing breathed a sigh of relief and bowed, "It is a blessing to be able to meet the heroes here. Since we meet, we naturally have to do our best. Please give us advice from Young Master Ning."

"I dare not take it."

Ning Chuan smiled and drew his sword again.

But this time he no longer had passive defense like before, but instead took the lead as soon as he came up. The sword slashed immediately, and it was so fast that it was blurry that it made a harsh sound. At the same time, he followed the sword and rushed, and the ground under his feet was trampled to pieces.

Li Changqing's face changed suddenly, and he instantly felt a sense of unspeakable pressure coming towards him, and at the same time he understood Ning Chuan's real thoughts.

This is to force myself to fight hard with brute force!

Hula!

Li Changqing's body flashed, dodging with a profound body technique. At the same time, the long sword on his waist was unsheathed without a trace of sound. He shook his hand and quickly stabbed towards Ningchuan like a swimming snake.

The long sword is silent and breathless, and it is like hiding in the strong wind.

But his body movements were fast, while Ning Chuan's body was faster.

A afterimage flashed in front of me, and three Ningchuan's bodies appeared at the same time. The true and false are difficult to distinguish.

Everyone outside the venue exclaimed.
To be continued...