The leader of Chixia Hall is a gray-haired man in his late fifties, about 2.7 meters tall, Cheng Gong. Hall Master Cheng was wearing a sunset-like robe, his eyes were cloudy, and from his expression, he seemed not to care about anything.
Next to the leader of Chixia Hall, stood a man who was about twenty-six or seventy-seven years old and nearly four meters tall. Each of his hands was covered with an iron sheath-like instrument. There was something on his forehead that was not sure whether it was a birthmark or a tattoo.
This person is a member of Chiliantang, known as Tiepanshan.
The rest of the people were all disciples from Chixia Hall who came to watch.
Under the watchful eyes of hundreds of people, Chen Qingyan walked up to Chixia Hall Master and Tiepanshan.
Before Cheng Gong, the hall leader, could speak, Tie Panshan, the witness of Chilian Hall, spoke first.
"If you want to join Chiliantang, there are two ways. One, at least stay undefeated for a cup of tea in my hands. Second, complete three wanted orders of Chiliantang with a bounty of 300 silver taels, or one wanted list of 1,000 taels. "
Chen Qingyan glanced at Tiepanshan who had opened his mouth, and then looked at Hall Master Cheng Gong who looked dull beside him.
Under his gaze, Hall Master Cheng's eyes gradually became brighter.
"Just do what he said."
To put it bluntly, he seemed unwilling to say even unnecessary words.
Chen Qingyan nodded, turned to look at Tiepanshan and asked, "How long will it take you to complete these wanted orders?"
Tiepanshan lowered his arms and said indifferently: "Ten days and a half months."
"Is this true for three wanted orders and one wanted for a thousand taels?"
Tiepanshan nodded.
Chen Qingyan immediately understood that the three hundred taels of wanted warrants and the thousand taels of wanted warrants were probably the same for Tiepanshan. Ten days and a half were just the time it took to find the target.
Do all people in Chiliantang have this kind of strength, or is Tiepanshan ranked higher in Chiliantang?
Chen Qingyan didn't have time to complete the wanted list. He was unfamiliar with the place. He could find the target in Tiepanshan within half a month. He estimated that it would take at least a month, and he might not be able to find it yet.
"I choose one."
Chen Qingyan said.
At this moment, the eyes of the leader of Chixia Hall returned to clarity, and the disciples who were watching quietly around broke out into a small discussion. Among them, there were several new disciples who joined Chixia Hall, and they were in the same batch as Chen Qingyan. They simply couldn’t imagine that there were He actually challenged those who challenged Chirentang right after he started.
"interesting."
Tie Panshan smiled, "Are you arrogant, or are you confident that you can persevere under my iron hands?"
"Hall Master Cheng, have I been underestimated?"
Tiepanshan narrowed his eyes, and without waiting for Chixia Hall Master to reply, he exploded.
The figures on both sides quickly drew closer, and Iron Pan Mountain was like a tiger descending from the mountain. The right arm covered by the iron made a sound like a musical instrument in the air.
Zheng——
Click! ! !
The moment the sword was drawn, the iron fist struck.
Chen Qingyan took advantage of his strength to fly high, but Chen Qingyan disappeared in front of Tiepan Mountain.
Chixia Hall Master's eyes flashed, and he saw that Chen Qingyan's long sword was not idle during the process of turning over, but he struck it several times. Then, while hanging upside down in the air, he used the moves of the upper Xuan Sword and launched the attack of the lower Xuan Sword.
Chi Lian Qijue Sword, the upper and lower Xuanjian actually merged into one at this moment, one sword with two skills.
Tiepanshan was startled. He had more than enough power. He never thought that his opponent would use his power to launch an attack from above. Judging from this round, he was at a disadvantage.
Tiepanshan was frightened but not panicked. Waves of dark red energy suddenly surged from his body, and his body suddenly grew in size, reaching over four meters in height.
——Dragon, Elephant and Whale Tide Skill.
But compared to Quwei, Tiepanshan's Dragon Elephant and Whale Tide Kung Fu was much more powerful. Chen Qingyan felt a strong wind roaring in. The tip of the sword that was originally pointed at the back of his opponent's neck fell on his back, and his vision was suddenly blocked. Followed by a larger iron sleeve to occupy.
The above exchanges lives.
If he used his sword to go deep into Tiepanshan's back again, his brain would be split open by the iron arm coming at him.
Chen Qingyan's eyes flashed with violence for a moment, and a qi pill emerged from his left palm and suddenly exploded.
Boom——
A muffled sound came from the huge Chixia Hall, and the entire house shook. A wave of air swept through the room, pushing the surrounding disciples to the ground and retreating. Only the Chixia Hall Master and a few elderly people were pushed back. The old man is as motionless as a mountain.
Chen Qingyan's left palm was dripping with blood.
Tiepanshan's Qi Shouwan exploded and he fell ten meters away.
At this time, Chen Qingyan strode forward, cutting through the air waves with the long sword in his right hand, and in an instant he approached Tiepanshan, who was barely standing up.
When Tiepanshan saw the sword clearly, it was only three inches away from his chest, but the Chixia Qi spitting out from the blade cut through his clothes first.
Tiepanshan roared, all the dark red energy on his body gathered in his chest, layer by layer like water flow, but it did not make the body grow bigger, but instead acted like a liquid shield to resist the penetration of the sword.
In an instant, Chen Qingyan felt the sword pierce the layers of iron sand, his pupils shrank, and he could clearly see that the part where the sword penetrated the dark red energy was eroded and cracked.
Without hesitation, he turned over and kicked the sword hilt angrily. The energy from the soles of his feet flowed through the sword hilt all the way to the tip of the sword, colliding with the internal force of the Dragon Elephant Whale Xi Kung Fu.
Chixia's true energy, Polangquan's strength, and a kick that gathered all the energy in his body finally allowed the long sword to pierce through the internal power of the Dragon Elephant and Whale Xi Gong's superimposed protection.
Tiepanshan's facial features wrinkled, and at the last moment he channeled the last of his inner strength into his chest, biting his mouth and drawing blood.
But after kicking the hilt of the sword, Chen Qingyan ignored the injury in his left palm, propped himself up on the ground, and picked up a long knife that had been dropped when a Chixia Hall disciple fell to the ground. He went up and slashed the back of Tiepanshan's neck with a knife.
Use the sword to carry the sword.
The Nixuan Sword of the Seven Ultimate Swords.
"not good."
Several old men exclaimed at the same time.
Hall Master Chixia’s eyes lit up.
The next moment, a layer of black sand mist-like energy was seen faintly emerging from Tiepanshan's body, which was in a desperate situation. The long knife in Chen Qingyan's hand seemed to be disturbed, and it began to tremble uncontrollably.
Even the weapons worn by other watching disciples in the hall made a trembling sound.
This knife was just hanging in front of Tiepanshan's neck, unable to move even an inch.
Chen Qingyan had a new battle plan in his mind in an instant. After realizing that the Ni Xuan Sword was destined to fail, he didn't struggle with it for a moment. He immediately let go, leaned forward, and leaned against the iron arm that was blasting away. After that, he actually took hold of the long sword that was shattered at the tip, chopped it to the ground, and then strangely flew up against the mysterious sky again, soaring into the air, and struck the broken sword seven times in a row.
Everyone seemed to see the afterimages of seven training horses.
Time seemed to slow down.
The iron arm that Tiepanshan blasted out was still full of strength, and his face was frozen in astonishment.
The expressions of several old men were either shocked, stunned, or gasping for breath, and their expressions were extremely exciting.
The Chixia Hall Master subconsciously clenched his fists, his eyes were terrifyingly gloomy.
Ding-ding-ding-ding——
A series of sparks flew.
Chen Qingyan's sword blade pierced Tiepanshan's neck a few inches.
Tiepanshan's tender white arm rested half an inch on Chen Qingyan's chest.
Neither party moved a muscle.
But there was an uproar in Chixia Hall.
It’s not because Chen Qingyan hurt Tiepanshan.
Not because of the fierceness of the battle, the victory or defeat of both sides.
But because of... Tiepanshan's third arm.
Iron Pan Mountain has three hands.
