At this time, a young man stood up next to a table not far from the high platform, wearing a purple shirt, graceful and graceful eyebrows, shouting: "It's so arrogant!"

An old man sat next to the young man, his hair and beard were half white, and he shouted: "Ru'er, don't act rashly."

Others at the table also advised: "Young Master, sit down quickly, what should the dog tells you to pay attention to him?"

The young man was unmoved, and the two of them jumped to the high platform and said, "I'll get you in vain."

Bai Duzhan knew him, and laughed and said, "Your name is Chen Jingru? You are still a little tender and not qualified. If you don't agree, you can let your father come up."

Chen Jingru sneered and said, "Is it qualified enough? I will know after trying." Without waiting for him to reply, he drew his sword and stabbed him.

Although he only showed his sword style, Jiang Xiaobai saw him from the stage and couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Send to death!"

Sure enough, Bai Duzhan didn't think so at all. He easily avoided the sword with a slight movement. At the same time, he drew the sword out of the sheath. His speed was like lightning and light, stabbing Chen Jingru, and his moves were vicious and he reached his heart.

Chen Jingru just broke through Jin Dou last year and was proud and arrogant, so she couldn't help but challenge him. Although both of them had their cultivation levels suppressed Bai Dou, her practical experience was far from Bai Duzhan. She was so scared that she didn't know how to avoid dodging and could only die in silence.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help but take a breath, thinking in their hearts that this kid is dead today.

"Clang!"

A crisp sound was heard, and a stone hit Bai Duzhan's sword blade. Bai Duzhan's palm numbed, and the sword almost wanted to take off his hand. Even so, the tip of the sword still cut through Chen Jingru's chest muscles, and the blood dyed the clothes on his chest red.

The old man who was originally sitting next to Chen Jingru jumped onto the platform and pulled Chen Jingru behind him. He opened his eyes angrily and said, "Duozhang Bai, he is so cruel to treat a young junior. Are you still shameless?"

The stone just now was exactly what the old man had called it.

Bai Duzhan laughed and said, "Is it shameless or is it shameless for you Zidongzhai? Should I stand here and kill your son Baibai? I think you are so confused? Can your son blame me if he doesn't know how to live or die?"

The old man said angrily: "Don't own the tyrant, you don't have to be rampant. You just jump on this immortal town. When you leave Zhenxian Mountain, I will go to the Luhu Village to ask for some advice."

Wang Qinghu from the audience said to Jiang Xiaobai in a low voice: "This old man is Chen Yufeng, and he is the leader of Zidong Village. Zidong Village has the title of the No. 1 village in Thousand Mountains. Chen Yufeng's cultivation has broken through to Zi Dou, but his cultivation has been suppressed in this immortal town, so he swallowed his anger. Otherwise, where would it be this Bai Duozhan's turn? He can be destroyed in the blink of an eye."

Jiang Xiaobai said: "Then this Bai Duobao will not let him go today."

Sure enough, Bai Duozhan laughed and said, "There is a place to discuss here, so why bother to go to my Huhu Village? It takes a lot of effort to cultivate the plants and trees in my Huhu Village."

After all, Chen Yufeng had lived for hundreds of years and was steady and not as strong as his son. He snorted coldly and said, "I lost my companion!" He led Chen Jingru and prepared to step down.

Since he had offended him, Bai Duzhan was unwilling to let the tiger go back to the mountain. He sneered and said, "Since you have come up and the outcome is not decided, you want to leave? It seems that you, father and son, came to have fun. Do you really think that I am easy to bully?" As he said that, he stabbed Chen Yufeng's back.

Chen Yufeng held his own identity and didn't even bring a sword when he came on stage. When he heard the movement behind him, he turned around and brushed the sword with his sleeve. He said to Chen Jingru at the same time: "You go down first."

Although Chen Yufeng had broken through the Purple Dou cultivation level, and Bai Duozhan only had the fifth grade of Golden Doll, here, the cultivation level of the two was almost suppressed by the scattered Yuan blood mist, so Chen Yufeng had fewer weapons in his hand and suffered a lot of losses. He just let out a "chi" sound, and a piece of sleeve had been cut off by Bai Duozhan, almost stabbing his arm.

Chen Yufeng roared and hurriedly dodged, but Bai Duozhe ran while the iron was hot, giving him no chance to breathe, and danced the sword tightly and wrapped it around again.

For a moment, Chen Yufeng, who was in the purple dou cultivation level, was only able to resist and had no power to fight back.

Chen Jingru had already jumped off the platform at this time. Seeing this situation, she endured the pain of the wound, seized the opportunity, and turned the sword in her hand towards Chen Yufeng, and shouted: "Father, take the sword!"

Chen Yufeng took the long sword, and his embarrassment was relieved and he began to counterattack. For a moment, the sword sound on the high platform was loud and the figure was floating, which made people dazzled.

Jiang Xiaobai drank a bowl of wine and said, "There is no diamond and no job in porcelain. This is true. This is not surprising that this white monopoly is so arrogant. The sword technique is indeed unique and should not be underestimated. The chances of this Chen Village Master win are not high!"

Wang Qinghu said: "You said that only by knowing yourself and your opponent can you win every battle. Now that you have seen his swordsmanship, are you sure to beat him?"

Jiang Xiaobai closed his eyes, put Bai Duozhang Jianlu in his heart and thought about it secretly, then shook his head and said, "No! Unless I have the fourth-level Bai Dou cultivation level, I may try it."

Wang Qinghu said anxiously: "Didn't you just say that you had the third-level White Dou cultivation two days ago? Why did you become a fourth-level now?"

Jiang Xiaobai said: "There are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond the sky. My swordsmanship is not the best in the world. I thought birds of a feather flock together, but it was only because your swordsmanship was too bad that I underestimated others."

Wang Qinghu picked up a bowl, drank it all, and muttered, "You have deceived you into another enlightenment bead."

The fighting on the platform became more and more intense. Both of them were all doing their best, sweating profusely, and their clothes were soaked in a while. The onlookers did not eat or drink food, and they all stared at the platform. Apart from the sound of swords, there was no noise in the entire valley.

The two of them fought for an hour, but they didn't decide the winner. Everyone thought they were going to fight for the past, and some people couldn't hold on and started drinking and eating vegetables again, but Jiang Xiaobai said: "It seems that this Chenzhai mainly lost."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen Yufeng screamed and got a sword on his wrist. The sword suddenly dropped out. In panic, before he could move his footsteps, Bai Duzhan followed and repaired another sword and stabbed him in from his chest.

When the sword blade was pulled out, blood spurted like a pillar. Chen Yufeng took a few steps back, but he had already retreated to the edge of the platform. He stepped on the air and fell down. It just so happened that the people from Zidongzhai were all in the audience, and they reached out to catch him and placed him flat on the ground.

Chen Jingru rushed up, hugged Chen Yufeng, cried bitterly, and shouted, "Dad--Dad--" he could not say anything except calling him dad.

Chen Yufeng covered the wound with one hand and stroked Chen Jingru's face with the other, and said as if he was so angry: "Ru'er, Daddy is no longer able. Before leaving, he only has one request. Can you agree to me?"

Chen Jingru grabbed his father's hand tightly and said anxiously: "Dad, you won't die. I will agree to you whatever you say, and I will agree to you with one hundred and one thousand requests."

Chen Yufeng used all his strength to bang a few words out of his teeth: "No - want to avenge me -" After saying that, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, sprayed Chen Jingru's face, and then his head hung down weakly.

Chen Jingru was filled with regret and cried with the corpse of Chen Yufeng.
Chapter completed!