Emperor Shentongjian

Chapter 465 Political Council (17)

"Fellow Daoist Zhan is here to challenge?"

Zhan Changfeng responded casually.

Gou Sheng was overjoyed, and followed Zhan Changfeng crazily, wishing to invite friends and invite everyone to watch her give away the peach blossoms, so as to relieve the depression in his heart.

Zhan Changfeng ignored him, put a nameplate in front of an empty stone room, and walked into it. The vast fighting skill room was square and square, without any obstructions. In this environment, one could only advance, not retreat. .

She flipped her hand and stuck an epee on the ground, folded her sleeves and meditated, not moving for a long time.

When Cen Xi entered the Dianjiangtai, he heard that Jiangjinjiu had achieved [-] consecutive victories in the announcement that sounded from time to time. Couldn't he be distracted? Why did he play [-] games in one go?
At this time, Chuanyin who was about to drink wine also came, and gave the number of a fighting room with confidence.

Cen Xi walked into the ring arena, looking for the fighting room, and saw Yu Sheng coming from the opposite side from a distance, the two nodded at each other, and finally got closer and stopped in front of the same viewing room.

Cen Xi's complexion suddenly became strange.

Yu Sheng greeted him politely, "Fellow Daoist Cen is also here to watch Fellow Daoist Zhan fight?"

She hadn't forgotten that the two had known each other before.

Unexpectedly, Cen Xi smiled wryly, "It's hard to say anything, you can think so."

Is there something hidden in watching a fight?
Yu Sheng nodded slightly, brushed open the door of the viewing room, and did not answer rashly.

Cen Xi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Look, that man is the opponent of Fellow Daoist Zhan."

"Huh?" Yu Sheng turned around and saw a black-clothed monk with a wasp-waisted ape-back carrying a gun coming, with a free and easy demeanor, quite a bit wild.

The black-clothed monk's eyes also brightened, and he strode over, "You will be drinking, what's your name, fellow daoist?"

".Remain."

"It turned out to be Fellow Daoist Yu, it's a pleasure to meet you."

Cen Xi coughed, "This Fellow Daoist Yu is also a friend of Fellow Daoist Zhan."

Not really.Yu Sheng replied silently in his heart, with a smile on his face, "It turns out that several fellow Taoists know each other."

"Speaking of which, I still have to ask you." Cen Xi complained, "You told me earlier that you were fighting with Fellow Daoist Zhan, and you didn't understand the half a word. It's a trick, which surprised me a little bit. Bundle."

"What's the point of saying it." Jiang Jinjiu patted him on the shoulder, and said with a joking smile, "But the fight between us was indeed agreed a few days ago. Give your peach blossoms to others."

"All right, let's go, Fellow Daoist Zhan is already waiting for you." Cen Xi turned around and raised his hand, "Friend Daoist Yu, let's go into the observation room."

Cen Xi took a seat in the front row of the viewing platform, and saw Zhan Changfeng standing next to an epee. The sword frame of this sword was made of pure black metal, with a hollowed-out Tai Chi pattern in the middle, and a dark golden sword body under the sword frame, which was heavy and simple. .

"Hey." Cen Xi couldn't sit still right now, "Fellow Daoist Zhan is a sword cultivator?"

Although Faxiu can also control the sword to attack, but she rarely uses this kind of heavy sword, which only shows that she uses the sword.

The outcome of this fight can be predicted from the weapons. As the saying goes, an inch is long and an inch is strong, and an inch is short and an inch is dangerous. Although the sword, gun, knife, and stick go hand in hand, the power of gun repair is especially strong. point.

As far as he knew, the gun that was about to enter the wine had already defeated many powerful sword cultivators in seconds.

Yu Sheng seldom saw Zhan Changfeng make a move, but this person is thunder and artistic conception, even if he holds a sword, he is not a dedicated swordsman, "Not necessarily."

As soon as the words came out, the two knew that they didn't know Zhan Changfeng deeply, otherwise, how could one ask whether he was a sword cultivator, and how could the other answer "not sure".

The two silently stopped talking.

Gou Sheng, who had been waiting for more than half an hour, wept with joy, "The fight is finally about to start."

Over there, Jiang Jinjiu entered the fighting skill room, glanced at the epee, and said with a smile, "Your peach blossom is destined to be given to me today."

"Whether you are standing or lying down is a question." Zhan Changfeng grasped the hilt of the sword, and the sword seemed to disappear, and there was only a man who stood upright and looked like ancient times.

Putting down the wine to suppress his smile, his eyes were serious, and the spear in his hand was also buzzing.

This gun is two feet long and weighs 99 kilograms. There is a blood line in the shape of a dragon pattern on the gun body. shape, its name is Babao Panlong Spear.

"My spear has a sharp edge, and it will kill you if you hit it. The body of the gun is heavy, and you will die if you sweep it. Do you still want to fight with your sword?"

"I'm going to give it a try." Zhan Changfeng asked the general to have a drink because of the Aoshi Qin Spear she had obtained before. It came into her line of sight naturally.

She also asked Jin Buhuan to find out about his background. He was number one on both rankings with critical speed, and often traveled alone in all walks of life.

"Okay, I didn't meet you at the Catch the Sea meeting, and today I just made up for the regret, but unfortunately I thought you were a formation cultivator." Regardless of the strength of the formation cultivator, the degree of trouble is the same. In the formation, whether there is room for prowess is another matter.

"If you want, I can be too."

"Forget it, let's have a real fight." Connecting the inhalation of the wine with the Babao Panlong Gun, the Babao Panlong Spear seemed to breathe because of it, and it seemed to be alive. Smart and mighty.

When he came up, he hit a flat spear, straight and straight, like a dragon diving into the sea, roaring continuously.Zhan Changfeng didn't evade, he stabbed straight with his sword, Jinxiong was dignified, the tip of the sword stuck to the tip of the spear, and the two forces collided with overweight, refusing to give in to each other.

Jiang Jinjiu felt the strange power coming from the tip of the spear, his eyes fixed, and he held the front of the gun with his left hand and circled around in and out.

There was a pulling feeling on the sword, Zhan Changfeng flicked his wrist, split the long spear, slashed quickly, flew the wine obliquely, and pierced her back with a spear. Hit with the tip of the gun, the sound shakes the soul.

Jiang Jinjiu caught the slashing sword with burning eyes. He has fought against real swordsmen many times. In their ingenious sword moves, it is easy to find flaws and defeat the enemy with one move. Her moves are plain and flawless. Strange, straight forward, only powerful and powerful, but it makes people unable to attack, difficult to defend, only to attack.

"That's not enough. If you want to defeat me, there is no way." Jiang Jinjiu started his steps like the wind and stole his steps like nails.

Cen Xi's eyes were sour and his consciousness was tense. Those thousands of spear shadows were not phantoms, but real spear stabs!
At the moment when one shot is fired, thousands of spears are fired, and the speed of piercing is so fast that it is impossible to defend against. This is the thief in the army!

Zhan Changfeng was half a point weaker in the word Kuai, and the epee couldn't intercept all the attacks. A spear stabbed her shoulder and broke a bloody mouth. She turned the blade and swung the shadow of the sword that covered the sky, annihilated Divine consciousness. The sword intent of attacking the heart and soul slashed the momentum of the gun, and attacked General Jinjiu.

The spear intent turned into a black dragon, hovering around the body, like the most powerful patron saint, resisting all kinds of difficulties and dangers, and wiping away the sword intent!
"This fight is more interesting than expected." As soon as the Panlongyu came out, Cen Xi knew he was serious, and he had never seen him use the Panlongyu in a battle.

Yu Sheng nodded, and it was only now that Zhan Changfeng had a lot of tricks, only the Thunder she knew and Hong Chen, which was used in the winning streak, did not use it.

(End of this chapter)