Who else?

Suburbs, mass graves.

"Brother Zhao, do you think these ten thousand taels of silver are worth spending?"

"Gaotong is the top swordsman. I'm waiting here to observe. It will definitely be of great benefit to your cultivation. It doesn't matter if you spend a little money. It's worth it!"

"Well, have you placed your bet?"

"Of course, I will win if I buy Qualcomm."

"Heroes see the same thing, haha. I also bought Qualcomm Win. I don't know what happened to that boy Wang Dachuan. I was lucky enough to be able to get close to him."

"Yeah, it makes me want to stick it..."

There was a huge open area on site, which had been cleaned in advance, and there were many seats around it.

The people who came to the seats were all the leading figures in Chang'an, all of them were very impressive.

Good activities must be matched with high-quality services. The Iron Fist Gang invited a group of young and beautiful girls to participate. These girls are like little bees, smiling sweetly. Some serve tea and water, and some collect money and keep accounts.

It diluted the chilling atmosphere before the decisive battle.

Chen Sheng rushed to the scene in a carriage, closing his eyes to rest.

"Brother, the division will be as we agreed, eight for you and two for me." Wang Dachuan drove the car in front, smiling so hard that he couldn't even close his mouth.

There are benefits to hugging thighs, but he never expected that the benefits would come so quickly!

Sword fighting can actually be a paid event. The ticket price is 10,000 taels. Who would believe it? My brother-in-law is simply a little genius. With just a few thoughts, he rewrote the history of duels in Chang'an. One word: Absolute.

伱八我二?

Chen Sheng almost couldn't hold back when he heard these words: "Xiaochuan, you have contributed after all. This distribution is unfair to you. It is better to change it to 30-70. I am 70% and you are 30%."

"Thank you, brother!"

Wang Dachuan couldn't help but be so happy that he picked up the whip and whipped the horse wildly. "Drive!"

Chen Sheng was suddenly jolted by him and was startled. Then he cursed: "Why are you so crazy? Slow down."

"Oh, I'm sorry, brother, I'm so happy..."

Chen Sheng made things like this on purpose.

He asked the Wang siblings to let the wind go, emphasizing that Liu Kuzhu was killed in a "one-on-one, fair competition" situation, purely due to his inferior skills. Everyone is shameless, even if you come here to cause trouble, you will not

Sorry for the sneak attack, right?

The more public and transparent the matter is, the safer he will be.

If you dare to make trouble behind your back, the people in Chang'an will not agree.

As for what kind of master he will face later, Chen Sheng doesn't care at all. As he said, as long as it's one-on-one, it's no problem. If he really can't beat him... just run away.

His face is worthless anyway.

…

"Coming, coming!"

"hiss!"

"This man is so handsome, I can't be better..."

Chen Sheng got off the carriage, wearing a blue robe and carrying a heavy sword, and resumed his signature appearance.

It feels good to be in the spotlight.

Well, in fact, there was no "thousands of people". There were only a few dozen people at the scene. The 10,000-tael banknote was a huge amount, and not everyone could afford it.

Walking into the circle with steady steps, Chen Sheng focused his attention on his opponent.

It was an angry young man, gnashing his teeth and staring at him fiercely from the opposite side.

There were so many heroes at the scene, so of course Chen Sheng had to maintain his grace.

He cupped his fists in salute and asked, "Who is this brother?"

"Gao, today is the day you die! When you go to hell, remember that I am Liu Kuzhu's cousin, Zhang Xuan, the 'Poyun Sword' of Jiangnan!" The young man was completely rude and started to curse when he opened his mouth.

From Jiangnan?

Chen Sheng's heart moved: This name did not appear in the original work. Needless to say, it was just a little shrimp.

"You want to avenge your cousin?"

"Nonsense, I came here from thousands of miles away and killed all my mounts. If I don't take revenge, am I just here to enjoy the flowers?"

Chen Sheng smiled and said: "What a good man, I admire you. So you know the rules, right?"

Zhang Xuan said: "Clear. If I die, my sword manual belongs to you. If you die, your sword manual belongs to me!"

"right."

During these days, Chen Sheng also did some serious things in Goulan. By studying Liu Kuzhu's sword manual, he was greatly inspired and absorbed a lot of nutrients.

As the saying goes, if you read thousands of books, you will be able to write with wisdom. In the same way, if you collect more sword manuals and study them, will your level increase faster?

Chen Sheng slapped his thigh and spread the news.

——The challenger must bring the secret book. We bet not only on life and death, but also on the sword manual!

Zhang Xuan seemed to be very anxious: "Since there is no doubt, can we start?"

"Can."

"Gao, take your life..."

Under dozens of sharp gazes, Zhang Xuan held the long sword in his hand and flew towards Chen Sheng.

The quicker he goes, the quicker he dies.

Chen Sheng wanted to expand his reputation as a "sword piercing the heart", so taking action was a unique move.

——Yan Shisan’s “Yangguan Three Layers”.

The sword was stabbed out casually, and the sword's edge suddenly turned into three dreamlike lights and shadows, which were incomprehensible in terms of reality and reality.

Zhang Xuan couldn't tell which sword was real and which was fake, and he couldn't resist this terrifying speed.

With a "pop" sound, blood flowers bloomed.

He stared, looked at his chest, and then at the enemy who was seeking his life. Reluctance, confusion, and deep fear flashed in his eyes.

"This...this..."

"Goodbye!" Chen Sheng acted simply and drew his weapon back.

"Gudong."

Zhang Xuan rushed to the street.

"..."

The duel was over as soon as it started.

The scene was deathly silent, and no one could speak.

Chen Sheng shattered the opponent's vitality with one sword, and also shattered the language ability of the spectators.

What a fast sword.

What a ruthless attack.

They had speculated before the war that the level of "Qualcomm" would not be bad, but they did not expect it to be so amazing!

"Hahaha."

Wang Dachuan's laughter broke the silence. He rushed over with a grin on his face, started searching the corpse, and took out the sword manual.

"Brother, Zhang Xuan is true to his word, and he does carry the sword manual with him."

"Very good, keep it first."

Chen Sheng looked around with a cold eyebrow and asked: "Is there any challenge? Today is a refreshing autumn day, which is a good time to use force to make friends."

"I want to challenge!"

An old man stood up from his seat and slowly approached him.

This man should be in his fifties, with a powerful beard and an extraordinary bearing.

"Ouyang Cuo, the master of the Hanjian Sect in Chang'an, please give me your advice."

"Oh? Even Sect Master Ouyang took action?"

"So brave."

"He is worthy of being the number one person in Chang'an!"

There were a lot of exclamations below, it was obvious that this local expert was very prestigious.

Chen Sheng looked at the other party, bowed first, and then asked: "Master Ouyang also has a personal relationship with Liu Daxia?"

"Yes. We have a close personal relationship."

I understand, they are all the same, and they all deserve to die.

"Have you brought your sword manual?"

"Bring it!"

"please!"

Ouyang Cuo stared at Chen Sheng's shoulder with a burning gaze: "I'm older, so I might as well let you young people take the lead."

He could see clearly just now that Chen Sheng launched a counterattack after Zhang Xuan took action. He believed that Zhang Xuan must have exposed some flaws. What if he waited a moment and came back to deal with it?

Chen Sheng nodded: "That's okay."

"puff!"

The same sword thrust out, the same ending.

Ouyang Cuo may have called him by the wrong name, and he will not rest in peace.

"Hahahahaha." Wang Dachuan almost laughed like crazy. He went through the process again, touched the sword manual again, and put it in his arms like a treasure. "My eldest brother Gaotong is invincible in the world. Is there anyone else you want to challenge?

?”

Chen Sheng: "..."

Damn! You really want to harm me?

The words "No. 1 in the world" seem to carry a terrible curse. Whoever falls on his head will be unlucky. Either his wife and children will be separated, or his family will be destroyed. For example, Xie Xiaofeng, the sword god of the generation, can only

He cut off his thumb and became a cripple.

Chen Sheng was a little displeased and said quickly: "Gang leader Wang, please control your emotions. Gao's cultivation is still shallow, so he is naturally unworthy of being said to be invincible."

"Yes, yes."

Seeing Chen Sheng glaring at him, Wang Dachuan also knew that he had made a mistake and quickly clasped his fists to apologize.

"Is anyone else taking action?"

"I!"

"Da da da, da da da..."

A fast horse suddenly jumped out from the nearby dense forest. A shadow on the horse's back leaped into the air and turned, falling quickly and lightly three feet away, landing as smoothly as a nail.

The person who came was wearing a snow-white robe and looked younger than Chen Sheng.

"Hey, Ding Yihe of the Nanhai Sword Sect is passing through Chang'an and came here to ask for advice."

After Ding Yihe announced his door, the faces of the onlookers suddenly changed and they all stood up.

"Um?"

"The first of the Seven Sons of the South China Sea!"

"Looking at the costume, it turns out to be him."

"Dong Liang, one of the top ten swordsmen in the south of the Yangtze River, died in his hands!"

"..."

Chen Sheng's face darkened.

This boy has a handsome face and quite a bit of his own style, and the way he appears is handsome and elegant, which is very unpleasant.

Is his cultivation level no less than that of the top ten swordsmen?

So what?

In "The Third Young Master's Sword", you don't even have a name!

"Have you brought Brother Ding's sword manual?"

"Bring it."

"Then have a good trip."

Chen Sheng struck first for the first time and actually stayed close to the ground, gliding forward like a swallow, treating the distance of three feet as if it were nothing.

"warehouse!"

Ding Yihe pulled out a long, thin sword from his waist and faced it at the same time, taking action at the same time.

"puff!"

Another move, Yangguan Santie.

The tip of Ding Yihe's sword was still a few inches away when Chen Sheng pierced his heart.

"..."

Ding Yihe's eyeballs protruded and he fell down.

This man came with great fanfare, but died in an extremely hasty manner, without even leaving a last word.

Chen Sheng looked a little tired, turned around and slowly sheathed his sword, looked around the heroes with indifferent eyes, and said:

"Who else?"

"..."

"..."

Three strikes, three lives, and the same sword pierced the heart, killing people. He had already demonstrated his superb level. Everyone was so horrified that their hearts were almost broken. How could they dare to speak anymore?

Thus, the battle on the outskirts of the city ended.

When the show was over, two people were at the back, chatting in low voices.

"Brother Zhao."

"Um?"

"Do you think our ten thousand taels of silver are worth it?"

"It's a big loss because it was too fast and I didn't see anything clearly!"
Chapter completed!