Xing Qing was furious and said, "Boy is looking for death! You are just relying on others to give alms to the people and are at the end. How dare you be so arrogant. Today I will let you know what it means to have mountains outside the mountain and there are people outside the mountain."

As he said that, he paused under his feet, and the stone slab exploded, splashing a few flying stones and hitting his companions' faces. Those people didn't dare to shout, and looked at him holding up a strange weapon in his hand and pounced on him.

Shen Yuanjing pressed the horse's back with his left hand, soared into the sky, and with a "clang" in his right hand, he pulled out his long sword, stabbed it out with a sword on his head, and dived down like an eagle, heading straight for the opponent's face.

Xing Qing rushed to the middle, lifted his weapons and rushed up one after another. With a sound of fire, sparks flew everywhere. Both of them were shocked and thought at the same time: "Good internal strength!"

Taking advantage of the opponent's power to block, Shen Yuanjing pressed the sword downward, radiated forward, crossed the opponent's head, and turned around and a sword. Someone on the opposite side couldn't help but shout, "Be careful!" Xing Qing did not turn around, turned his head, swung his weapon backward, and headed straight for the sword.

Shen Yuanjing pointed his sword at the opponent's weapon, and returned to the ground without success. When he turned around and looked carefully, it turned out to be a thunder cone.

The Thunder Hood Cone is made of fine iron, three feet long, the pole in front is as thick as a woman's wrist, and the outside is also decorated with lotus petals. Two feet from the front to the back is an iron hammer, with four corners and all sides, which are extremely smooth, and are a little dazzling under the sun. Half an inch behind is a cone head, which is very sharp.

He felt a little shocked when he saw it. People who usually make Qimen weapons are first-class experts if they are not sensational, and their opponents can make it to the human list, which is obviously very skilled.

The two of them took two moves, and they knew that the other party was not easy to deal with, so they became much more cautious when they took action. Shen Yuanjing first used a sword and stabbed his opponent in the chest. After he was pressed with a hammer, he then pulled down.

Xing Qing pressed again, and the handle of the thunder hammer was pressed against the sword. With a click, the decorative lotus petal stuck the blade. He twisted it upwards and was about to break the opponent's sword.

Shen Yuanjing followed his strength, turned outward, and then poked it. The opponent took a step left and avoided this move. At the same time, he stroked the Thunder Hood cone in his hand and took the lead straight to the central palace.

"Good move!" Shen Yuanjing couldn't help but praise him secretly, but because the heavy weapon the other party was holding was a light and agile move. He was not willing to be outdone, so he slanted his sword and pointed it to his opponent's right shoulder.

Xing Qing moved again, and the awl sank down, squeezed towards the long sword, stabbed upwards, and came straight towards his throat. Three or five moves in succession, all of which were sword techniques.

There was a bearded man next to him cheering: "Good sword technique. Boss Xing's moves are quite magical, it's really easy to take weight."

Shen Yuanjing also secretly praised in his heart. This was the first time he had fought with someone with a similar skill. He wanted to use the person in front of him to test his position in the world. He was calm and calm, and the sword in his hand was not to be outdone, so he followed him. The two of them fought quickly, and in a blink of an eye, they passed thirty or fifty moves.

The people around were dazzled. The bearded man widened his eyes and kept touching his face. Sometimes he grabbed the hair next to his cheek and shouted strangely: "It's strange. This kid is really similar to Boss Xing at a young age. He is simply not a human being. No wonder those big figures in the Central Plains don't like him. I want to go over and slap him to death."

A man with a knife next to him looked gloomy and said, "Don't brag. If Boss Xing is not in front of him, you can walk thirty moves in his hands, even if I lose."

As they spoke, the two of them suddenly changed their colors. It turned out that in just a few moves, Shen Yuanjing's sword increased greatly, and he actually put Xing Qing at a disadvantage.

"This person is only seventeen years old!" Just now, Xing Qing just thought about his opponent's age and his face was full of jealousy. When Shen Yuanjing was on the list of people, he was sure that he was the Li family in Zhongzhou to give him a shot. However, in this fight, he found that the other party was not only not on the list of people, but even he was not inferior to himself.

At such an age and martial arts, he became more and more angry the more he thought about it. His hands could not help but get much faster. Unexpectedly, Shen Yuanjing had already figured out his tricks. No matter how fast he was, could he be faster than Dugu Nine Swords?

At that moment, his sword was scattered, his eyebrows, chest, throat, and lower abdomen. He quickly passed by one sword, and his moves were not as sharp as a vital point. The sword was as agile as a dragon, forcing his opponent to panic and retreated backwards.

At this time, everyone suddenly realized that the two of them had been fighting for a long time and were still in the same place. After a closer look, the stone slabs under their feet were all broken.

"Hateful!" Xing Qing was furious. After all, he was a master within 100 people's list and was extremely good. Among the people Shen Yuanjing had fought, he was able to rank in the top five. After a few moves, he quickly stabilized.

The tricks of slashing in his hand suddenly changed, and they fell straight down, turning the sword into a hammer. Shen Yuanjing suddenly realized that he still raised his sword and attacked his ribs. When the opponent returned to defense, he wanted to lock the tapered handle, and then a little to the side and stab the heart. He quickly withdrew the Thunder Hood cone and knocked on the sword.

Shen Yuanjing did not take it in a force, and the long sword turned to attack the opponent's lower abdomen. He attacked with swords and swords. In this way, he attacked with one sword after another. In a blink of an eye, Xing Qing had already used his ultimate move. The Thunder Cone in his hand was a sword technique and a hammer technique, which was blocked from the left and right, and was picked up at will without any restrictions.

This made the people on the other side feel illusion that they thought the two sides were evenly matched and cheered. Only the bearded and gloomy man looked heavy, because Xing Qing looked so handsome, but he could not attack with a single move.

Wang Shiheng was also watching from the side, and thought to himself: "Yuan Jing's kung fu is really much better than me. If I were against this person, I might not have lost within a hundred moves, but I would definitely not have to hold on to two hundred moves. But now it is less than ninety moves, and Xing Qing is about to lose."

Shen Yuanjing was in a good mood at the moment and thought, "This person is really a good opponent. Those who have tried to compete before are either too bad or have too high skills. If it is one-on-one, it will be boring to win or lose in twenty or thirty moves. However, although this person in front of him is weaker, he will have to try harder."

So he was even more attentive. The Dugu Nine Swords in his hand were running Ruyi, without any defense, and only killed the opponent in sweat. Xing Qing had no choice but to roar: "Meng Xiang, Mao Ming, what are you two doing? Come over quickly."

The bearded laughed and said, "Boss Xing, don't panic, Lao Meng, I'm here." As he said that, he flipped up a pair of fleshy palms and rushed on him.

"'Three Evil Hands' Meng Xiang,'Taohai Mad Sword' Mao Ming!" Wang Shiheng's face changed. Both of them were innate masters who had been famous in Yuezhou for a long time. He immediately flew over and drew his sword to intercept Mao Ming.

The two of them fought and both were shocked.
Chapter completed!