When Heng Wei's head fell to the ground, his eyes were staring angrily, full of shock and disbelief.
Most of the people in the audience looked at this scene with blank eyes and full of astonishment.
The next moment, notes were flying all over the sky, filling the inside and outside of the ring like snow flakes, and countless shouts and curses could be heard from all directions.
"Fuck! What kind of trash is this? He is holding a seventh-grade rune sword and can only block two moves."
"This guy deserves to die in the ring. He obviously has no ability, but he still dares to fight to the death."
"Who is this kid? I really want to destroy him. I have already lost fifteen taels on him today, and a month's wages are just gone."
"This makes no sense. Could this be a partnership between the Long family and that man named Zuo to defraud us of our money?"
Most of the people in the audience believed that Chu Xisheng lost.
When Heng Wei took out the rune sword, no one thought that Chu Xisheng could survive this life-and-death challenge.
However, there were some bold people who bet on Chu Xisheng, and their faces showed surprise.
Chu Xisheng immediately grabbed the rune sword with one hand.
According to the rules of the life-and-death competition, whatever the deceased brings to the arena should also belong to him.
Chu Xisheng also didn't want Long Heng to use this sword against him again.
At this time, a large firework exploded in Chu Xisheng's eyes again.
His reputation column has changed from above the ninth rank (solid) to above the ninth rank (excellent).
The number of martial arts points also increased by a full 13 points, expanding to 25 again.
Chu Xisheng's eyes immediately fell on the words 'Chasing the Wind Sword Technique (Second Level)'.
——Should I use 13 martial arts points to forcibly upgrade the Wind Chasing Sword Technique to the third level?
Note: If you have not mastered the third level of Yang Yuan Gong, you can only exert 70% of the power of the third level of Wind Chasing Sword Technique.
Chu Xisheng chose 'yes' without hesitation. At this time, any improvement in strength is extremely precious.
If he had mastered the third-level Wind Chasing Sword skill before, then even if he didn't use the two secret moves, he would still be sure to cooperate with the sword's intention to defeat Heng Wei's Jiugong Sword.
Next, he looked at 'Qingyun Zong', but he needed 30 martial arts points to forcibly improve it.
Chu Xisheng guessed this result because he had not had time to do any exercises because of the second level of Qing Yunzong.
He narrowed the illusory screen to the edge of the viewing angle, then turned his head and looked at the restaurant to the north.
The hour agreed upon previously is not even half over yet.
I wonder what kind of master Long Heng will send to the stage?
On the third floor of the restaurant, Long Heng was also looking at Chu Xisheng, with his hands behind his back and his eyes gloomy and unpredictable.
"It seems that your bottle of wine is no longer needed." Zuo Qingyun looked at Long Heng, feeling indescribably relieved.
He smiled and picked up the wine bottle next to him and poured himself another glass of wine.
"Do you have any suitable people under your command? If not, you can go to the west bank and call for someone. There are still six quarters of an hour left. If the boat rows faster, we can still make it in time."
Long Heng's eyes were cold, and he glanced at him with hidden murderous intent. Then he looked towards the ring: "Hengwu, get up!"
Zuo Qingyun's eyes widened and he slammed the wine glass in his hand onto the table.
"Long Heng, didn't you hear what I said clearly? Those who compete today must not exceed the ninth level!"
The bodyguard beside Long Heng named Heng Wu has a cultivation level of at least the eighth level.
Long Heng sighed slightly and pulled out the sword from his waist by half an inch. Then a cold air filled the restaurant, and even the stairs began to freeze.
"I heard it clearly, so what? I will definitely take this son's life."
If I can kill Chu Xisheng smoothly, why not give you some face?
If not, just lift the table.
Zuo Qingyun's face suddenly flashed with green energy. He smashed the wine bottle in his hand out of the window.
There was an instant "bang" sound on the ground below, and a large number of white porcelain fragments and wine were splashed in all directions.
"Listen to me, gentlemen, anyone who dares to go on stage with a cultivation level of ninth level or above today will be killed without mercy!"
He raised his head and looked at Long Heng, who was standing by the window, across the table. Their eyes met, sparks seemed to fly.
Zuo Qingyun's hands gradually turned white due to the sudden drop in temperature.
But he had no fear.
This is the Nanjie Temple Market, so you can only abide by its rules!
Long Heng began to draw his sword, and the sword blade was pulled out of the sheath inch by inch.
Every inch the sword was drawn out, the temperature in the restaurant dropped a few points.
Just when Long Heng's swords were about to be pulled out, a bold laughter suddenly came from the distance: "Master Long is very reasonable and reasonable. Tie Mou never expected that after coming out of the Fire Bone Cave,
, how dare you cross the river!"
Chu Xisheng on the stage raised his eyebrows slightly, realizing that the voice came from Tie Xiaosheng!
Following this sound, a majestic figure covered in iron armor suddenly came across the sky like a meteor and slammed into the restaurant.
The two of them fought in the building, and their bodies were like thunder. In just three rounds, they set off an unparalleled energy, almost knocking off the roof of the entire restaurant.
Zuo Qingyun also ran out of the restaurant under the protection of two personal guards. He was gray-headed and spitting dust from his mouth.
"Tie Xiaosheng, I'll join you as an immortal! Where is it hard to fight, but why not in the Nanjie Temple Market?"
Just as Zuo Qingyun finished speaking, the entire restaurant collapsed behind him.
However, those wooden planks and beams were frozen in the ice while they were still falling, and Long Heng's figure also flew out of the building.
His clothes were fluttering, his long sword pointed down, and his face was heavy. And in the next moment, Tie Xiaosheng, who was dressed in iron armor, also crashed out of the building.
The two of them fought in the air. The shadow of Long Heng's sword was dense and guarded tightly. Occasionally, the sword light burst out, like a leaping poisonous snake, unpredictable and unpredictable.
Tie Xiaosheng, on the other hand, wielded a heavy sword, which was powerful, heavy, and unyielding. He seemed to be opening and closing the sword widely, and his sword skills were rough and wild, but he had his own laws in it. The door was strict and as stable as a rock, and he
Every swing of his heavy sword would make Long Heng's sword tremble.
Chu Xisheng couldn't stay in the ring because Long Heng's sword cold was constantly expanding, and the thin ice on the ground expanded to a radius of twenty feet, covering one-tenth of the temple street black market.
Tie Xiaosheng's sword was swung at him from a distance, and it was extremely dangerous. If a person was slightly touched, he would fly dozens of feet, and his muscles and bones would be broken.
The numerous people under the arena had already fled in all directions.
Chu Xisheng jumped down from the ring and saw Lu Luanli and Chu Yunyun hiding behind a solid stone tablet in the distance, waving to him.
Chu Xisheng raised his eyebrows and strode over.
"I didn't expect you to be able to win this." Lu Luanli looked at him in great surprise: "If I had known, I would have put some money into the bet. At least I can make some pocket money."
Chu Yunyun's expression moved slightly, feeling regretful.
At that time, she was fully focused on observing inside and outside the ring to ensure Chu Xisheng's safety, but she forgot to bet on this section.
At this moment, she had thousands of things she wanted to say to Chu Xisheng.
Chu Xisheng's performance in the ring was simply unsightly.
Whether it was the two secret move totems of 'Wind from Hole' and 'Wind and Thunder', or his awakened 'Pure Yang' body, they were all used incorrectly, and his body skills were more rigid and rigid, unable to be used effectively.
Theoretically speaking, as long as Chu Xisheng fully masters these, he can still be at a disadvantage even if he goes head-to-head with a master at the lower eighth level.
However, Lu Luanli was standing nearby, so Chu Yunyun could only postpone these words.
She silently tore off a piece of cloth from her body and used it as a bandage to wrap around Chu Xisheng's right hand.
Just now, everyone only saw Chu Xisheng kill Heng Wei with two moves, but they didn't know that Chu Xisheng's hand was also injured by the counter-shock force of the rune sword.
This chapter has been completed!