As soon as this idea started to arise, Bao Xu immediately denied it.

No, that night, he fought with the Silver-faced Man. The Silver-faced Man was very skilled and a rare master, but that night, under the siege of his subordinates, he only took occasional actions, and the Silver-faced Man showed his defeat.

But at this moment, Zuo Chongliang made a move first.

It must be Zuo Chongliang who didn't want him to take this credit, so he had to fight to the death, and fortunately he would sell it in front of his master.

Thinking of this, Bao Xu snorted coldly in his heart. Zuo Chongliang's claim to be a master is still unavoidable.

However, the initiative has been taken away by Zuo Chongliang. Now that he takes action, the two of them will inevitably lose his identity.

Although he is a person who uses any means to achieve his goal, otherwise he would not have used drugs, but Zuo Chongliang is a person his master valued after all. He is afraid that his master will punish him for his merits on the surface.

Bao Xu had seen Zuo Chongliang's sword technique. He knew his sword technique very well. Even though he was a little dissatisfied with Zuo Chongliang's robbery, he still looked at the Silver-faced Man with contempt and good show. He guessed that if he didn't take ten moves, the Silver-faced Man would splatter blood for five steps. In a while, I would like to remind him that what the master wants is a living mouth.

Zuo Chongliang's sword light weaved a large net of light, wrapping both of them in it. In the net of light, a few silver lights were occasionally seen.

The sword is long and the dagger is short, and the silver-faced man's silver moon dagger is indeed not very conspicuous.

However, after ten moves, the silver-faced man did not splatter five steps, and he was not even injured.

Zuo Chongliang didn't even touch the corner of his clothes.

A thin young man with a white face, under Zuo Chongliang's fierce and killing sword attack, actually walked ten... no, twenty moves?

Bao Xu opened his eyes wide and looked at the figure in the field in disbelief.

Even if he was so confident in Zuo Chongliang's attack, even if he was not sure to avoid it, could this silver-faced man take over?

But in the past four months, why has this young man been so powerful?

How is this possible?

Bao Xu looked down on the Silver-faced Man because of the defeated man that night. He never thought that the life-and-death battle between Silver-faced Man and Baili Xiufeng had consumed most of his energy and was injured. Bao Xu and others not only appeared like a robbery, but also bullied the less.

A month ago, Yan Qingrui learned the Qingxin technique in the Shadow Valley again.

The entire mental level has made a qualitative leap, and the martial arts have indeed reached a higher level.

The two of them fought quickly, and soon there were 40 moves and fifty moves...

The silver light in the sword net became more and more prosperous, while Zuo Chongliang's sword net became smaller and smaller and more scattered.

On the eighty-seventh move, the two figures suddenly separated.

The sword energy was still sharp and dazzling sword net aperture just now. At this moment, the two of them stood opposite each other, five feet apart, and no longer took action.

With Bao Xu's skills, he couldn't even see what was born in the aperture.

He looked at Zuo Chongliang in wonder, why didn’t he fight? Why didn’t he continue to take action and remove the silver-faced man?

He was about to speak when suddenly it started raining.

The rain was very thin, fine and dense, like smoke and mist, and Bao Xu saw that the rain had a slight smell of blood.

The weather is very good, the moon is as bright as silver, where does the rain come from?

When the rain, which is as smoke as fog, approaches the Silver-faced Man, the Silver-faced Man's body is one foot away, as if there is a transparent cover blocking it, and the rain cannot soak it in.
Chapter completed!