Yin Heqiu and Ouyang Baozheng fought in the courtyard. She was a woman, but she was weak, but Ouyang Baozheng was extremely powerful. A big iron rod flew up and down, dancing out a stick shadow, wrapping Yin Heqiu in it. Yin Heqiu was even more scared. He relied on his own skill and jumped left and right. She knew that she was defeated, so she danced the goose-feather sword in her hand, but she would never touch the big iron rod in Ouyang Baozheng's hand, thinking to hold on first before talking.

The stick technique used by Ouyang Baozheng was the stick technique passed down by the Ouyang family. It was created by his ancestor Ouyang Dasheng and was called the Great Sage Strategy. Ouyang Luda once relied on this set of stick technique to fight all over Liaodong invincible hands. He also had his own advantages and was definitely not inferior to other stick techniques. Yin Heqiu's sword technique only looked good. After just seven rounds, Yin Heqiu's bones and muscles were soft and his whole body was sweating. He could not resist it and could only retreat continuously.

Yin Quan watched from the side, very anxious. This girl was no match for others! If she continued to fight like this, she would soon lose. He thought his subordinates could win, but he would lose. There was so much slap in the face! Yin Quan couldn't help but look at another butterfly envoy Hong Lanyan, and gave her a wink, and said in his heart, you are also a woman, you might as well go to the scene. It's not embarrassing for two women to beat a man. Why don't you come to help?

Seeing Yin Quan wink at her, Hong Lanyan immediately understood it. She jumped up with her feet and jumped into the field. The Yanling sword in Hong Lanyan's hand slashed twice and shouted: "Ouyang, you big man, you actually bully a woman. Are you shy?" Hong Lanyan said while chopping. Her body skills were better than Yin Heqiu. As soon as she joined the battle, Yin Heqiu's pressure was reduced and she took the opportunity to breathe heavily. Two beautiful women surrounded Ouyang Baozheng in the yard, and the swords were coming and going, like a butterfly flying, very beautiful. Everyone cheered.

Ouyang Baozheng laughed while beating, "What's so shameful? Are you two women holding swords not used to kill people? Are there any male and female killing people? Besides, who can join the Blood Shadow Hall? How can there be any good people hang out with Yin Quan!" Ouyang Baozheng cheered up and played with two phoenixes. He fought in front of the Blood Shadow Hall for nearly twenty rounds. Ouyang Baozheng stabbed Hong Lanyan with a stick. Hong Lanyan hurriedly flashed, but Ouyang Baozheng suddenly turned around and smashed the big iron stick at Yin Heqiu who was about to attack him.

Yin Heqiu thought he could cut the other party behind him, but he didn't know that the other party was malicious and wanted to plot against her. This knife was old and could not dodge. In a hurry, he used the Yanling Knife in his hand to try his best to separate. With a sound, Yanling Knife escaped and was flying towards a warrior watching the battle. The sword was fast and urgent. The warrior was caught off guard and could not dodge. He was directly nailed to the pillar under the front porch of the Blood Shadow Hall door by the Yanling Knife. The Yanling Knife inserted it from his chest and nailed the warrior to the pillar firmly on the pillar. The warrior hung his head and died.

The warriors in the Blood Shadow Hall looked at each other and were in an uproar. The warrior never dreamed that he would have such a way of death! Yin Quan was anxious. It turned out that the two women could not beat Ouyang Baozheng even if they joined forces. This would be a shame to the Blood Shadow Hall. Then people outside would say that the two butterfly envoys in the Blood Shadow Hall could not beat Ouyang Baozheng together. And the most troublesome thing was that they accidentally injured the warrior on their own side, which caused the morale to be damaged. It was really not worth the loss. If they had known it, they would have been a fierce man!

Yin Quan coughed softly, and the heroic bat envoy Lang Yunping immediately understood, lit the ground with his feet, drew his sword, jumped into the field, shouted loudly, "You two retreat, leave this young city lord of Beidicheng, and I will compete with him!" When the two women heard the bat envoy Lang Yunping say this, they quickly jumped out of the circle together, bent down on the side, and breathed heavily.

Shi. ​​Yin Heqiu secretly cried in his heart. The prince will get angry later and must be killed! Yin Heqiu was so scared that his face looked like earth and his lips were purple. Cheng Jijia sighed, and Yin Quan's face was as deep as water.

Lang Yunping jumped into the field, held the green steel sword tightly in his hand, stabbed it out with a sword, the sword was as powerful as a rainbow, and the sound was like a split silk. Ouyang Baozheng immediately cheered up and saw that the person on the opposite side was a second-grade or above. How dare he be negligent when he met his opponent? Both of them were at the peak of the second-grade level and had not reached the first-grade level. Lang Yunping's sword technique was extremely clever, far from the two vase-like butterfly-enabled ones. Ouyang Baozheng swung a big stick, and a black aura attached to the stick, collided with Lang Yunping's sword in the air. With a sound, the onlookers made the eardrums sore.

Lang Yunping originally despised Ouyang Baozheng, but when the sword sticks intersected, he was shocked and thought to himself, "This guy has such a great strength!" Suddenly, he remembered that there was a saying in the world that was called a general of hammer stick, which was unmatched. Then he gathered his mind, used his body skills and excellent sword skills, and fought around Ouyang Baozheng. With a sword, the sword energy was like a rainbow, and it was dazzling, making people afraid. Ouyang Baozheng was even stronger when he met the strong, and he was very excited. The two of them fought on the court. Although Yin Quan's martial arts were mediocre, he was stunned.

The sword lights in the field were full of stick shadows, and the fight was difficult to solve. The warriors from the Blood Shadow Hall cheered Lang Yunping together. When the two of them were fighting, Lang Yunping suddenly jumped up and chopped off with one sword. With one sword, he chopped out more than a dozen phantoms, making it hard to tell where it came from. Everyone onlookers were sweating for Ouyang Baozheng. Ouyang Baozheng laughed loudly, and actually jumped up, stabbed the sword with a stick, and shouted, "Come down!" It was also a phantom of more than a dozen big iron sticks.

After all, the strength of the stick and the sword is different, and the green steel sword in Lang Yunping's hand is just an ordinary sword, not a treasure. If it is a head-on fight, there may be a danger of being broken by the opponent. But Lang Yunping did not retreat, nor did he withdraw his sword. The sword and the stick collided with each other. The green steel sword was broken inch by the shock, and Lang Yunping was also numb by the shock. Although Ouyang Baozheng broke the opponent's weapon, his body could not help but pause in the air. Lang Yunping stretched out his left hand like lightning and took the opportunity to grab Ouyang Baozheng's big iron stick.

The two landed together, each with their hands, stared at the ground, and competed for this big iron stick. Ouyang Baozheng's big iron stick was not a treasure, but was made of ordinary iron, but it was thicker, so it had an advantage against ordinary swords. The two people fought with internal strength, one was a blue qi machine and the other was a black qi machine. The two qi machines attached to the iron stick and invaded each other. A big iron stick was twisted into a steel twist in the hands of the two people, and everyone was dumbfounded.

Seeing that his weapon had been destroyed, Ouyang Baozheng was furious and stared at him and competed. The two of them turned around like a donkey pulling a mill on the ground. At a critical moment, the two of them actually pulled the steel twists and tear off. Both of them used too much force and retreated back more than ten steps. Ouyang Baozheng was unstable and was about to fall to the ground. Monk Puji suddenly opened his squinting eyes, his figure was similar to a swallow. One of them slid down and held Ouyang Baozheng with one hand, first removing his brute force of retreating, and chanted the Buddha's name with a smile to help Ouyang Baozheng stabilize.

Lang Yunping on the opposite side was a little miserable. No one in the Blood Shadow Hall could react, so naturally no one picked him up. Lang Yunping broke a wooden pillar under the Blood Shadow Hall's porch. The Blood Shadow Hall shook three times and shook three times. The dust on the porch was also shaken. A warrior from the Blood Shadow Hall suddenly woke up and quickly stepped forward to help Lang Yunping up and shouted: "Langbat envoy, are you okay?"

Lang Yunping gritted his teeth and stood up, shook his head and said, "It's okay!" In fact, he was in the midst of five.

Both of them were almost vomiting blood. But as long as he didn't vomit out the blood, both sides seemed to be equal. So even if he insisted, he couldn't tell people the flaws.

Yin Quan clapped his hands slowly and said with a grim smile: "No, good, we both have tied in this game! Come on! We will have three games today. This first game is boring if we don't lose or win!"

As soon as Yin Quan finished speaking, a man floated down from the top of the hall, carrying a black knife, wearing a tattered Taoist robe, and his beard was messy. It was Zhu Tianba. Zhu Tianba was haggard, looking at the opposite side with a proud face, hugged his arms in front of his chest, spread his feet, and looked arrogant and imposing. Zhu Tianba said coldly: "I, Zhu, have just been away for a while, and Puxuan, you bald donkey, came to the door of your house! You are so bullying!"

Pu Xuan said slowly: "Master Zhu, don't you come to be fine? Your decline is so bad, you have fallen to the point where you have just entered the Wuling Realm. Alas, I heard before that you can't even win the two elders of Luoyu Pavilion. I am really sad for you! When did Zhu Tianba, one of the four great devils, have reached the point where he can bully you? Poor Wan Deyan also listed you among the top 20 masters. I think he is so proud of you!"

Zhu Tian's domineering face became even more lustful and shouted sternly: "Old bald donkey! I thought you were a loyal and honest elder. Now that I haven't seen you for only half a year, you have changed your face. It seems that you have climbed up to the high branch and leaned against Tang Jiusheng. This status and identity are different. You even breathed a lot when you speak! Why, if Yin Guang invites you as a guest, you still have to fly up? I, Zhu, can't beat those two old people, because they join forces to bully one with two. If they go one by one, can I beat their shit, do you believe it?"

Pu Xuan smiled and said, "Then if donor Zhu is not convinced, I am willing to accompany Donor Zhu to take a few moves. Do you have any objections? Or if you use a knife, you can also ask Mr. Zhu, the northern sword saint, next to me, for advice. I believe that all your surnames are Zhu, and you are considered to be the same family. You can definitely compete with each other with a knife! This Mr. Zhu, the Zhu family, will be happy to give you some advice!"

Zhu Jiafu turned his iron gall in his hand and shook his head helplessly and said, "Old Zen master, this matter is inappropriate! My surname is Zhu, it is a vermilion Zhu, and Zhu of Zhu. Although his surname is Zhu, he is a pig head. He and I are not from my family! They are known as one of the four pig heads. How can I, Zhu Jiafu, be able to stand up to this pig head? I dare not be aware of the guidance. If he had a discussion with my son Zhu Congwen, it would be a barely pity! I heard that there is a pig intestine in Jiannan Road, and what he did is outrageous! Alas, the Zhu family is also a misfortune, and they have given birth to so many unfilial descendants. I am ashamed of my surname Zhu! Alas!"

Zhu Tianba's lungs were about to explode. He had been in the world for so many years, but he couldn't stand it. Even though he knew that these two people were deliberately stimulating him, he couldn't help but pull out the black knife and said angrily: "Zhu Jiafu, what's the ability to talk about? I have heard that you have the name of the Saint of Swords for a long time. Today I will give you some insight. Do you dare to end up?"

Zhu Jiafu's left hand turned even more anxious and said, "Oh, sorry! I had a chance to compete with the child Tang Jiusheng a while ago, and the two of them tied in a hundred rounds. I heard that you were beaten by the child Tang at the Huzhou auction. How could a waste of money like you be my opponent? You should retreat quickly and change someone who can beat you! Otherwise, you will lose to me and ruin your reputation for life. It's not good, bad!"

Zhu Tian’s domineering seven orifices smoked and shouted: “Zhu Jiafu, if I can’t beat you today, I will never be a human being!”

Zhu Jiafu turned his iron gall, narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "You don't look like a human being!"
Chapter completed!