The broad sword shook sharply, and Chen Fei's face changed drastically. He almost couldn't hold the sword in his hand. He took a few steps back before he eliminated the powerful force.

"Physical cultivation!"

Chen Fei's face was solemn, Ning Jiang was obviously a physical cultivation, and his physique was even stronger than him.

His broadsword has no advantage in front of Ningjiang.

All the sword cultivators present had a heavy expression. Lin Feng and Shen Fei, the two sword masters, were not even qualified to force Ning Jiang to draw a sword.

Until now, they still don’t know what level of Ning Jiang’s swordsmanship has reached?

"I'm afraid, the first sword cultivator in the younger generation in Luoyang should be him?" Someone exclaimed.

"Indeed, in terms of swordsmanship alone, he is definitely the first in the younger generation, but in terms of overall strength, Wang Ziming should be stronger, after all, Wang Ziming is a powerful in the innate realm."

"I'm not your opponent, but I want to see your swordsmanship." Chen Fei said.

"You guys go together, I can draw my sword." Ning Jiang's eyes swept over the remaining sword masters. He didn't want to waste his time and planned to fight quickly.

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was completely excited.

As the saying goes, two fists cannot beat four hands, Ning Jiang actually wants to fight seven?

"Arrogant."

The expressions of several sword masters sank.

"His swordsmanship is indeed very strong, but if one fights seven, there is no chance of winning unless the senior Wenhan City takes action." Wang Ziming said decisively.

"There is no chance of winning? You don't want him to win. You can't stand others in your eyes." Liu Xianyu mercilessly exposed Wang Ziming.

Just as the two of them were talking, the remaining swordsman masters walked up to the high platform.

The atmosphere here is completely ignited.

Seven sword masters dealt with a sixteen-year-old boy at the same time. This has never happened in the history of Luoyang City.

"Even if you lose seven of us, you will be proud of yourself."

The person who spoke was a female sword cultivator, with a gentle figure and a thin sword in her hand.

She is the only woman of the seven.

But no matter who is present, she dare not underestimate this woman. Among the seven masters of kendo, if Chen Fei ranks third, she would be second.

As for the first place, it was a one-eyed old man who looked ten years old, with wrinkles on his face and coughed a few times, like an ordinary old man who would die at any time.

But only when you see his gaze, you will find that the sword is sharp and terrifying in the turbid eyes.

"Do it, see if you can force me out of my strength."

Ning Jiang had white hair and his sword had been unsheathed. He faced the seven people, but his aura was not weak at all.

At this moment, the seven people even had an illusion that Ningjiang seemed to be a towering world and invincible.

"kill!"

At the first moment, three kendo masters took action at the same time.

"I said, let you go together!" Ning Jiang's eyes burst into sharp light.

At this moment, everyone present raised their hearts.

One against seven.

Ning Jiang, can you defeat the whole audience?
Chapter completed!