In the restaurant, Sun Heng stared at the two of them without blinking.

These two people on the ring are among the younger generation of martial arts people in Chen County, with extraordinary martial arts attainments.

But it is not an existence that Sun Heng cannot touch, and its strength is just right.

Watching such a powerful master duel is also a rare experience for him.

"Wow!"

With a loud bang, the two people in the field had officially fought.

quick!

As soon as the two fought, they showed the speed that made Sun Heng thrilled!

I saw figures passing by in the field, feet not covered with dust, and even under the scorching sun, the shadow became blurred.

For Sun Heng, this speed was simply unavailable, and he could only resist it, and was naturally below.

"Swish!"

In the field, Xue Zongyi's sleeves were flying like a mad python, flying back and forth, and the whipping void burst out repeatedly, and the waves of air even made the flags around the ring flew.

The wind is stirring!

The weak and powerless long sleeves turned into poisonous whip that could break up mountains and crack stones in Xue Zongyi's hands, which was terrifying.

There were explosions so far away, and Sun Heng had no doubt that if his sleeve whipped him, even if his thirteen horizontal training in the body refining stage had been completed, he would probably be difficult to resist!

Facing Xue Zongyi's heart-wrenching sleeves, Xiaotian Luo Song Lingfeng was like a willow, constantly shuttled through the strong wind.

His ten fingers spread out, like a lotus blooming. Every time he taps it, the poisonous whip turned into is immediately limp.

The energy collided, and the figures wandered. The sand and stones flew away on the ring immediately. The sounds of crackling were connected. The people around him had to retreat one after another and forced the sputtering gravel to escape.

Xiaotian Luo Song Lingfeng is not old, but his face is solemn. As his body slides, his energy is restrained. Only Tianluo fingers are like weaving a net, wrapping the opponent layer by layer, neither hurry nor slow, and steadily.

However, facing Xue Zongyi, who was flying with long sleeves, he always seemed a little timid. Sometimes he had great opportunities, but he did not dare to act rashly, which led to his inability to gain the upper hand.

Obviously, he was cautious about the Qinglong under Xue Zongyi's sleeve!

When will a weapon have the greatest deterrence?

Before it can be displayed!

Xue Zongyi clearly understood this truth. He whipped it unscrupulously, and used his strong internal energy to constantly rush into Song Lingfeng's Tianluo finger.

He is not in a hurry!

He was waiting, waiting for the moment when Song Lingfeng was inactive or could not hold on and his heart was relaxed.

That time is the time when the green dragon in my sleeve shows its power!

The battle between the two men became more and more intense, and the interlaced figures almost turned into a gray vortex on the ring.

The strong aura emanated from the ring, and the two of them, who were evenly matched, were fully focused and seemed to have been sublimated at this moment.

A good opponent can force out his potential and further his martial arts attainments!

Sun Heng thought about it, no wonder martial artists love fighting and fighting, and practice martial arts at home honestly, so it is really difficult to understand the essence of martial arts.

But this struggle is often entangled with grudges, love and hatred, which leads to the ever-peaceful world.

"Peng!"

A loud noise came from the ring.

When the momentum of the two men condensed to the peak, Song Lingfeng finally stopped suppressing himself, and Tianluo's finger moved with all his strength.

In the void, it was like a big net suddenly opened, and with the blooming ten fingers, it suddenly covered the opponent.

The fingertips trembled slightly, and at that moment, they had already covered all the key points of Xue Zongyi's body. The energy was induced, and before they could enter, Xue Zongyi's body was cool.

Tianluo finger, the force enters the transformation.

Song Lingfeng's ten flesh fingers are comparable to those of hundreds of forged steel at this time. With a light poke, you can penetrate the gold and stone.

"Swish..."

The cold light flashed away.

The green dragon under the sleeves that everyone had been waiting for for a long time finally showed up.

But at this moment, no one saw clearly what was happening in the field.

In everyone's eyes, there was only the flash of cold light.

Sun Heng, who was watching from a distance, felt cold all over his body, his muscles trembled slightly, and a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.

What a quick knife!

What a terrifying knife technique!

I can't stop it and can't take it anyway!

When he will come to his senses, the winner has been decided on the ring.

Song Lingfeng stood on the corner of the ring with a pale face, his clothes on his chest were cracked, and a touch of bright red was slowly seeping out from there.

"Brother Song, I've given up!"

Xue Zongyi was still in the dusty moon-white long gown, picked up her fists and bowed to her opponent from afar, with a gentle smile.

And the knife in the sleeve that flashed away disappeared again.

"Brother Xue."

Song Lingfeng raised his head blankly with his eyes and opened his mouth to speak, but a trace of blood first gushed out of the corner of his mouth.

He groaned, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and hugged Xue Zongyi hard and clasped his fists: "The future is long, and we will have a date later!"

"hehe……"

Xue Zongyi put his hands behind her back and smiled and nodded: "Xue is waiting for you, but don't let me wait for a long time. In a few months, I will be able to complete the twelve meridians and need to go into seclusion to attack the eight extraordinary meridians."

"snort!"

Song Lingfeng twitched his lips, and he waved his sleeves to Xue Zongyi, shook away the two girls who were surrounded by concern, jumped off the ring, and staggered towards a carriage not far away.

Upstairs.

The strong man from the Sanhe Gang looked ashen, and he snorted suddenly and walked away with a angrily smile.

As soon as he left, the atmosphere in the restaurant couldn't help but relax.

"It's worthy of being passed down, it's worthy of being passed down!"

Someone sighed repeatedly: "The green dragon under the sleeve is really shocked by the sword. Xiao Tianluo is not his enemy in one move. Xiao Tianluo is too reckless for the two of them to fight this time."

"yes!"

A young man from the world nodded: "Xue Zongyi was originally the adopted son of elder Xue of Yanfu Sect Liuyun Feixiu. He also worshipped Tiancansou as his disciple. The Qinglong in his hand was deeply impressed by Tiancansou. If Tiancansou had not disappeared a few years ago, I would probably not be able to compete for the position of the young master of Yanfu Sect."

Sun Heng had already sat back to his seat at this time, but when he saw the table full of wine and food, he had lost his appetite.

It was not until now that he truly understood how big the gap was compared with the young and middle-aged men in the county town!

The originally complacent mentality that was raised in Qingyang Town also disappeared instantly.

I have a talent and others have accumulated resources, and have mastered martial arts and famous teachers. The starting point is far beyond my own.

You don’t need to belittle yourself, but you shouldn’t be arrogant either.

…………

The head of the Sanhe Gang is located at the intersection of the Sanhe Channel in the north of the city.

The eaves are deep and the hall is majestic.

There were even more people in the side door reporting office. There were many people carrying swords and swords back and forth, but most of them were like Sun Heng, carrying a stick in his hand.

"Name?"

"Sun Heng?"

"Where are people?"

"People in Qingyang Town."

"Give me a letter of recommendation."

"Give."

Sun Hengli was in front of a desk, and the man opposite him was holding a wooden sign in his hand, asking questions while depicting something.

There were people next to it registering.

A moment later, a wooden sign with a simple portrait on the front was handed over by the other party.

Sun Heng flipped it around casually, and the portrait should be himself, but unfortunately it was too abstract and not as accurate as the descriptions in the following text.

Sun Heng, a native of Qingyang Town, Chen County, has a black face and no beard, eight feet tall, fifteen years old, recommended...

The man behind the table held his cheek with his hands and spoke listlessly: "Are you going to take a break for two days, or are you going to have someone arrange your affairs now?"

"I want to visit my old friend first."

Sun Heng's eyes moved, and he understood what he had done for the few days he had free of charge. Isn't this just to make you hurry up and go through the road and arrange your work?

"Um."

The other party’s choice of Sun Heng was not surprising, but he just casually drew a stroke on the bamboo slip below: “Remember, you must come back within half a month and set a plan. Otherwise, you will automatically remove the gang.”
Chapter completed!