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Chapter 112 Friendly Exchange Competition (Two in One Chapter)

The fuzzy figure showed a strange color, and suddenly his body flickered, and there were so many ghosts, densely packed, that he couldn't see clearly, and the darkness swept in all directions, confusing his vision, and it was weird and unpredictable.

But even so, the two black handprints still carried a violent and terrifying aura, destroying all darkness and illusions, and quickly fell madly towards the blurred figure.

The fuzzy figure stepped on the sole of his foot, and retreated wildly like lightning. At the same time, the palm of the hand drew a circle, and the internal force of the whole body circulated, and a strange black Tai Chi figure emerged, spinning rapidly, whining harshly, and blocking in front of him.

boom!
With a muffled sound, the black Tai Chi diagram instantly exploded and shattered, and the black palm quickly landed on the blurry figure with a terrifying aura.

boom!
The fuzzy figure let out a muffled groan, as if struck by lightning, his body flew upside down on the spot, his clothes exploded, it was horrible.

At the same time, Ning Chuan's body swayed, and he stepped back, his body seemed to be ripped dry, his limbs felt empty, and his meridians swayed.

He hastily took out the Qi Recovery Pill from his bosom, poured it into his mouth, braced his physical strength, grabbed the long knife in his hand, and rushed forward.

While you are sick, I will kill you.

However, the opponent's strength is obviously extremely advanced.

After being struck by his crouching palm, he didn't pass out immediately, but was covered in blood, and a strange illusion of darkness appeared around him again, disappearing all the way to the distance.

When Ning Chuan saw the other party disappear, he was startled. With great strength, he snapped the long knife in his hand and turned it into dozens of dense pieces.

Grab these fragments and scatter them towards the front.

Although the internal strength is exhausted and the limbs are sore and weak, the powerful physical body is basically still there. No matter how weak it is, the strength it emits is far beyond what ordinary people can imagine.

The blade thrown by him was still as fast as a bullet fired from a gun.

Puff puff puff!

Blades flew in the distance, and the sound roared.

A lot of blades were directly sprinkled on some walls by him, and with the sound of bombing, the walls were instantly cracked and rocks were flying, which was horrible.

Among the many fragments, only one hit the black shadow, causing the opponent to groan again and spurt out blood, but the black shadow turned around and flicked his fingers, and an invisible finger pierced through nothingness, and quickly attacked Ning Chuan .

Ning Chuan's face was pale and he was exhausted. Sensing the danger coming, he quickly backed up and dodged, passing the invisible finger force.

With a bang, the invisible finger hit a wall behind him forcefully, shattering that wall instantly on the spot.

After this pause, the black shadow disappeared at a faster speed, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Ning Chuan showed shock, and didn't dare to stay for a long time, in case the other party had other backups rushing to him.

He turned around and left, quickly disappearing here.

Who is this?

What a powerful force!

What a weird feeling.

It's more depressing than what Shi Tianlong gave him.

More importantly, the superior martial arts mastered by the other party has obviously realized the general trend of the world, and can use the general trend of the world to interfere with other people's sight and perception.

Shi Tianlong can't do this either.

It is true that Shi Tianlong is half-stepping into the Tao, but he can only borrow the general trend of the world by virtue of his powerful [Half-stepping into the Tao] cultivation base, but his martial arts cultivation has not reached the point of interfering with the general trend of the world.

It stands to reason that as long as all superior martial arts are practiced to a certain level, they can more or less borrow or interfere with the general trend of the world.

If you can't reach this step, it can only show that you haven't mastered the superior martial arts you have cultivated.

The last time Ning Chuan fought against others at the headquarters of the Martial Arts League, all the four strong men who appeared had practiced high-level martial arts, but none of them had mastered high-level martial arts.

But just now that person has really practiced superior martial arts to a certain level.

In terms of savvy, at least he can beat Shi Tianlong by a few blocks.

...

As soon as Ning Chuan disappeared, an old man emerged from the darkness, frowning slightly, and took a deep look at the black shadow that had just disappeared.

"What a strong talent..."

The little brat of the Holy League is really a genius.

At such a young age, he has practiced the best martial arts to the top of the room, and knows how to use the best martial arts to interfere with the general trend of the world...

brush!
The old man flickered and disappeared again.

...

In the huge manor.

The place where the masters of the Holy League stayed.

A blood-stained figure, with a strange and unpredictable movement method, carried a lot of darkness and chaotic light, and rushed back all the way, reaching the extreme speed.

As soon as he ran into the manor, the figure stopped suddenly, spurted a mouthful of blood, and fell straight to the ground, making a muffled bang, and the chaotic light and strange darkness around him quickly dissipated.

The whole person is completely exposed.

The expressions of all the other masters in the Holy League changed.

The bodies of several old people flashed, brushed a few times, and landed in front of the figure, quickly lifted him up, sealed the key points, and instilled them into his body with profound skills.

"Spicy and poisonous hands, the elders of the Wumeng are dispatched?"

An old man was frightened and angry.

"All internal organs are torn apart, ribs are shattered, what a ruthless method!"

Another old man said in a low voice.

This is to beat to death!
There is no backup at all!
Suddenly, an old man patted lightly, and instantly forced out a blade that Ning Chuan had driven into this person's body before.
Clang!
A master instantly reached out to catch the blade, his eyes were cold, and he watched carefully.

"Just ordinary refined iron blades."

The master's tone was cold, "It seems that some senior members of the Wumeng have intervened. Otherwise, Fang Yuan's defense cannot be broken with just a refined iron blade!"

"Wumeng really can't afford to play, it seems like you want to tear your face off..."

Another old man said in a low voice.

"Cough cough..."

Suddenly, Fang Yuan, who had passed out on the ground, coughed violently, vomited blood, his body twitched, and his eyes slowly opened.

"Who hurt you like this? Have you seen the other person's appearance clearly?"

an old man asked indifferently.

"It's not an old martial arts master, it's... a young man, I lost my sight..."

Fang Yuan coughed up blood and spoke with a difficult tone.

"Young man? Is that Ning Chuan?"

An old man was shocked.

Fang Yuan went to challenge that Ning Chuan tonight.

All of them know.

The faces of the other old men also changed slightly, as if they couldn't believe it.

"Yes…"

Fang Yuan's face was gloomy.

He never thought that he would lose anyway.

The opponent's martial art is too weird.

The big black hand tore through the darkness and could automatically absorb the energy of the world. The general trend of the world created by his superior martial arts was actually absorbed directly by the opponent's black handprint.

In this way, all his advantages are lost.

Not only that, after the weird handprint absorbed all the general trends of the world, it unexpectedly fell on him unabated. If he hadn't used another advanced martial art to block it, I'm afraid that move would be enough. own life.

What kind of martial arts is that?
Simply unprecedented!

"Unexpectedly, there are such young heroes in the Wumeng headquarters..."

The old man whispered.

The other elders all frowned.

The members of the Wumeng are not the winners of the losses.

They have been dealing with each other for many years, and they both know each other's temperament.

"What are you afraid of? As long as that Ning Chuan is not a true Daoist, no matter what means he uses, he will not be Qin Zhen's opponent!"

An old man snorted coldly.

The others all nodded slightly, relieved.

...

In the courtyard.

Ning Chuan returned all the way until An Ran entered the small courtyard, but he still did not meet other pursuers, and he couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

And the few qi recovery pills he swallowed in his body before finally played a role, allowing him to recover a lot of internal qi.

"Who is it? A master of the Holy League, or some other enemies?"

Ning Chuan frowned tightly.

He hardly caused any trouble in the city.

If the only enemy is the family of Ghost Shadow Sword Wutian.

After all, he had captured the other party into bones, so as long as the other party's family inquired about the details, they would naturally think of him.

Is it really their master?

He thought for a while, and quickly took out the Qi storage pill from his arms, and walked into the room, preparing to break through the initial stage of Qi storage.

"By the way, there is also the Huiqi Pill. Damn it, I didn't give me the Huiqi Pill that the golden bearded man promised me!"

Ning Chuan remembered something and cursed.

This guy looks rough on the surface, but is actually as treacherous as a ghost!
His crouching palm is too domineering, it can almost drain all the strength in his body every time he uses it, if he doesn't have enough energy recovery pills, he may have to be slaughtered after one move.

If that move can seriously injure the opponent, that's all.

I'm afraid that the other party is the same as the person I met tonight, with advanced martial arts and strange movements, and he can still maintain his strength after receiving his palm.

"No, tomorrow I have to go to the golden bearded man for the pill."

He walked into the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, and poured out the elixir from the bottle.

There are three in each bottle.

There are only six in total.

Ning Chuan directly swallowed the elixir, closed his eyes and sat up cross-legged.

...

The night passed quickly.

The news did not know where it came from, and it quickly spread throughout the city, causing an uproar among many quacks in the city.

Countless people were astonished, shocked, and discussed.

"Wumeng will have a friendly exchange match with Holy League today?"

"The young masters of the Holy League want to challenge the young masters of the Wumeng. Can everyone in Yunxiao City go to watch the battle?"

"I'll go. No wonder the martial arts test was postponed. This is the reason? They all defeated the god-killing sword Liu Wu and Zhuo Tianxiong a few days ago?"

"There's a good show to watch."

"The Holy League guys came here this time to challenge..."

"Not necessarily, this exchange match is obviously a temporary idea, maybe it's just a game between the older generations."

Countless people were talking about it.

Afterwards, a large number of Jianghu visitors who love to watch the excitement began to gather towards the headquarters of the Wumeng League.

It's just that there are so many people, obviously we can't let everyone in to watch.

There are all threshold restrictions for entering the gate of the Wumeng.

Either the cultivation base has reached a certain level, or the person with high morals and prestige in the city.

Fan Degao's respected people were allowed to bring two heirs in to watch the battle.

All of a sudden, at the gate of the Wumeng headquarters, the crowd was bustling, rubbing shoulders, and gathered countless people from all walks of life.

Many passionate people shouted.

"We can't lose the face of our three great powers."

"Yes, the strong men of the Martial League must fight for it!"

...

in the courtyard.

The golden bearded man came down early in the morning and found Ning Chuan.

"Boy Ning, the matter is settled. I can't let go of the fight you gave me today. No matter what, I must win this match!"

The golden bearded man grabbed Ning Chuan and said viciously, "If you lose to me, from now on, I will play you hard, so that you will never stop."

I am Nima.

Ning Chuan was speechless.

"Wait, how do you play?"

"The old things from the Holy League are extremely treacherous. They use the best-of-three system, which means that there are a total of three competitions, and each one will send one person to fight."

The golden bearded man sighed.

If he had known this, he would not have fought, but it is a pity that the awesomeness has already been blown out.

"Played three games?"

Ning Chuan was surprised, "If my side wins, what should the other two do if they lose?"

"That's why I asked you to win. Damn it, it's all your fault. A few days ago, I abolished the four major young masters of the martial arts league. Now I can't find any decent talents.

In the first game and the second game, I don't expect them to win at all. You are in the third game. If you lose, I will directly mess with you. Who told you to destroy the talents I have cultivated so hard! "

The golden bearded man gritted his teeth.

Ning Chuan was speechless again.

"It's true that the person fighting on the other side has not entered the Dao Realm?"

"Of course not. Before this exchange match, I have already made an agreement with them that no entry into the Taoist realm is allowed to leave the game, and only watch the exchange of masters below the Taoist realm!"

The golden bearded man said coldly.

"That's fine, I'll do my best."

Ning Chuan nodded, and suddenly said, "By the way, I was attacked last night. This place is located at the headquarters of the Wumeng League. You should be able to find out, right?"

"I've already checked it out for you. The one who attacked you last night was one of the youngsters from the Holy League who came over this time. The God Extinguishing Saber Liu Wu and the overwhelming Zhuo Tianxiong were all defeated by the opponent."

The golden bearded man said coldly.

"It's him."

Ning Chuan showed seriousness, "What a strong strength..."

Suddenly he remembered something, and said, "You haven't given me my Qi-Returning Pill yet. Give me enough Qi-Returning Pill, and I'm [-]% sure that I can win. As long as there are enough Qi-Returning Pills, even if I enter the Dao Realm, I won't be defeated." Can stay unbeaten."

The golden bearded man showed surprise and looked at Ning Chuan.

"Good boy, as long as you can win, I will treat you as jelly beans with Huiqi Pill."

He directly grabbed a few jade bottles from his arms, patted Ning Chuan's chest, and said, "It's almost time, let's go now!"

call!
He grabbed Ning Chuan's shoulder and walked directly into the distance.

Ning Chuan immediately cursed.

"Don't pick me up, I'll go by myself, if you pick me up again, I won't fight anymore!"

He has basically figured out the temper of the golden bearded man, so he doesn't have to worry too much about speaking.

"you…"

The golden bearded man was frightened, so he still sent Ning Chuan down, saying, "Little thing, if you go by yourself, let me go quickly, don't make such a fuss."

"rest assured."

Ning Chuan had a good time, straightened his clothes, picked up a long knife in the yard, and walked outside.

Right now, outside the gate of the Wumeng League, it is definitely extremely lively.

This is an excellent time to pluck wool.

How could he let it go?
Seeing Ning Chuan go out with the knife in hand, the golden bearded man didn't ask any more questions, and disappeared with a flash of his body and a huff.

...

Outside the gate of the Wumeng.

The crowd was bustling, gathering an unknown number of quacks.

It was lively and the discussion was extraordinary.

Ning Chuan came quietly from a distance with a long knife in his hand. Suddenly, his heart moved. He took out a human skin mask from his bosom, put it on his face, and gently squeezed towards the crowd.

【Ding! 】

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...

One after another metallic sounds resounded in his heart, Ning Chuan secretly delighted.

Seeing people crowding indiscriminately, many quacks were furious in their hearts, and they turned their heads and shouted angrily.

"Damn, why are you squeezing so hard, can you enter the fight?"

"That's right, where is the miscellaneous hair, get out!"

...

Many quacks rushed towards Ning Chuan with all their strength, trying to knock him away.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, give in, give in..."

With an apologetic smile on his face, Ning Chuan still pushed towards the crowd.

Facing the strength of the crowd, his body did not respond, as if there was an invincible black hole in his body, which melted and dissolved the strength of the crowd.

Yin-Yang Star-Attracting Hand, although it has a word 'hand', it is not purely driven by hands, it is a clever method of transporting power.

It can not only take the internal force out of the body and turn it into an invisible big hand, but also form a yin and yang vortex in the body to automatically dispel all the forces coming from outside.

Therefore, in the face of the 'strength' deliberately squeezed out by these people, Ning Chuan acted as if nothing had happened, with a smile on his face, and all the strength was dispelled by him.

When everyone saw this admiration, their expressions immediately changed, and they realized that this might be a great master, so they quickly moved out of the way and never dared to block the way again.

Ning Chuan squeezed his way through the crowd.

Gather hundreds of points again.

Outside the gate of the Martial League, a group of masters are standing here, guarding the gate firmly.

As soon as they saw Ning Chuan approaching, someone immediately started to stop him.

But as soon as Ning Chuan took out the token, the faces of these people changed slightly, and they immediately started to let them go.

Ning Chuan let out a breath, smiled, and stepped into the gate of the headquarters again. As soon as he entered, he took off the human skin mask on his face and put it in his arms.

In order to get the wool smoothly every time, he took great pains.

...

On the huge square.

All the prominent and respected people in Yunxiao City have basically arrived.

The whole square was filled with darkness.

There are many people.

Ning Chuan's heart moved, and he quietly leaned towards the crowd again.

In the front stands.

Golden Beard, Zhou Tianqi and other martial arts masters were already on display, and the guest seats beside them were seven or eight senior masters from the Holy League.

"Brother Xiang, Brother Zhou, we have been dealing with each other for many years. You should know that the cultivation system of my Holy League is very different from that of your Wumeng. We are good at fighting with our mounts. Now, since the two sides have decided to have a friendly exchange of ideas, I think Brother Xiang It should also be a look at our true strength, rather than wanting to see our people restrained?"

An old master of the Holy League said with a smile.

The faces of Jinbeard, Zhou Tianqi and the others changed slightly.

These old things want the Green Scale Eagle to play?
"How come? Since you want to compete, it depends on your true strength. If you have any means, you might as well use them boldly, hahaha..."

The golden bearded man laughed loudly.

To die is to face and suffer.

On the one hand, what the other party said is indeed true. When fighting against masters of the Holy League, they basically have their own mounts. Their mounts can exert great power. This is also a part of their overall combat power, just like other people's knives and swords. Naturally, it must be brought into the arena.

Second, he has blown it out before, and now it is known to the whole city, so it is not easy to regret it now. Once the export is restricted, the outsiders will probably talk about it, saying that they can't play in the Wumeng League. rise.

"In this case, our people will not be polite."

The old man smiled, and then looked at the three juniors beside him.

These three juniors are all the strongest people they have come here this time.

The two and a half walked up the road.

A late stage gas storage!
"You have all heard it. When you make a move, you must do your best. There are many masters in the Wumeng. You must not have any careless thoughts."

The old man's tone was indifferent, but he heard Jinbeard, Zhou Tianqi and others frown and groan in their hearts.

"Uncle Qian, don't worry, we will definitely do our best, but if the disparity between the two sides is too great, I don't think we need to use the Green Scaled Eagle."

A young man looked confident and spoke calmly.

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