Two years ago, a young swordsman won five consecutive victories at the Wuchen Sword Hall and won one million spiritual sand, but Changlefang was talked about.

Because these two "nouns" can be used for several years.

Many people think that the young swordsman who became famous in one battle will definitely be full of confidence and will come to Yixin Jiandao to challenge the winning streak contract.

But not.

He is like the world has disappeared.

However, for cultivators, it is very common to go into seclusion for several years at a time.

Some people also say that the young swordsman dared to go to the Wuchen Sword and Dynasty Hall to fight swords, and if he came to the Yixin Sword and Dynasty Hall to act wildly, he would definitely be beaten.

It was also since then that the reputation of Wuchen Sword and Taoist Hall has plummeted. It was originally ranked third in Changlefang, but now it is no longer in the forefront.

It's not surprising when it went bankrupt.

Lu Anzhi didn't know that he was a little famous in the sword cultivation circle, so when the record came out and everyone understood his identity, they immediately became curious.

This is considered seeing the real owner.

"You...you...select the second floor!"

The female teller was at a loss. After a panic, she finally remembered how to treat customers.

Although Lu Anzhi is not very old, his achievements are outstanding and deserve their respect.

"Can you arrange a sword fight immediately?"

Lu Anzhi shook his head and refused. He came here to win some money to go to Fufeng Lane to find the courtesan to drink, but he was not interested in going to the second floor to talk nonsense.

"I want to report this to the young owner."

The female teller smiled bitterly.

She has no right to arrange the number of sword cultivators of this level, because she cannot see the opponent's strength and cannot guarantee that the Sword Dangguan will win money.

"Okay, please hurry up!"

Lu Anzhi urged him and frowned when he saw everyone around him looking at him.

He doesn't like being watched.

"What is your real name?"

Before the female teller could report, a young man walked down the stairs quickly: "I once asked about it. The young swordsman named Lu Qi in Piaomiao Sect did not have a young swordsman named Lu Qi!"

"Young master!"

Not only did the female tellers salute, but even the sword cultivators around were very polite.

"Lu Anzhi!"

Lu Anzhi did not hide it.

As the saying goes, the Golden Elixir Mahayana is rampant in the world. Lu Anzhi already has the strength to surround the world. If he has any secrets, he will kill him and take his luck.

"Chief of Jiazike?"

When the Shaoguan owner Liang Zhi first inquired about this name, he knew the names Lu Anzhi and Sanqi. After all, they both had surnames Lu, but the former was a reincarnation and was not worth mentioning.

Liang Zhi's expression immediately dimmed.

He is the owner Yixin's own son and a swordsman. He was originally happy to see Lie and wanted to have a discussion with Lu Anzhi, but suddenly he lost interest.

In the early stage of Qi refining, the true energy of the sword cultivator is almost the same, so he cannot tell the difference. However, as time goes by, the realm of reincarnation increases too slowly, and naturally his strength will drop significantly, and he cannot even beat ordinary sword cultivators.

After all, my true energy is not enough, and no matter how powerful the sword skills are, I can't use them.

"Do you have a one million winning streak?"

Lu Anzhi asked, and he was a little impatient.

"have!"

Liang Zhi looked at Lu Anzhi: "But I advise fellow Taoists not to be so confident!"

"Life is mine. Why do you care about so much? If you can hit me, just get on it. If you can't hit me, just change your family!"

Lu Anzhi noticed Liang Zhi's contempt.

"Okay, sign the contract!"

Liang Zhi doesn't care, it's not me who died anyway.

He didn't ask Lu Anzhi's realm, because in his opinion, Lu Anzhi had been reincarnated for two years after entering the school, and probably hadn't even saved up a thousand true energy.

Soon, the contract was signed, and it was a five-game winning streak, winning one million spiritual sand, but the opponent was arranged by the Kendo Hall.

Because it is a swordsman fighting sword, it mainly depends on the sword skills and does not allow the realm to be crushed, so it is not allowed to use sword skills with more than one hundred revolutions of true essence per move.

"Stop other games first and let Lu Anzhi go first!"

Liang Zhi ordered.

Soon, the huge sword fighting hall was filled with people, and there were even people calling their friends to come and let them see them.

"The young master of the museum is benevolent and righteous, and only uses sword moves, is obviously powerful to Lu Anzhi!"

"Come on, he is reincarnated. In two years, even if he can condense a thousand true energy, he is the best match for ten sword skills to beat a chicken?"

"And there is a young master who is pushing the team, Lu Anzhi can't win the last one."

The spectators felt that Lu Anzhi was too inflated and did not understand the foundation of Yixin Jiandao Hall at all.

Soon, the first game began.

Lu Anzhi and a young man entered the sword fighting arena.

"Lu Anzhi, I will be the referee in this game!"

Liang Zhi wanted to observe the stolen master up close: "This young man is called Peng Tong, he comes from Taiping Sword Sect and is also a swordsman."

"It's too weak, change it!"

Lu Anzhi looked at Peng Tong and kindly reminded him.

"Haha, whether it is weak or not, I will know after fighting!"

Liang Zhi was halfway through and was interrupted by Peng Tong.

"It's unreasonable!"

Peng Tong rushed towards Lu Anzhi without waiting for Liang Zhi to shout out the beginning and said, "Look at the sword!"

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Peng Tong's wrist shook, and silver light shone out in the sky.

"Peng Tong has a quick sword, which is said to be able to chase the wind and the moon!"

In the audience, discussions were everywhere.

Peng Tong is a resident swordsman in Yixin Jiandao Hall. He can receive ten thousand spiritual sands in a month, which is very famous.

Lu Anzhi stood still and drew his sword.

Because it is a fighting sword, spiritual equipment is not allowed, Lu Anzhi and Peng Tong use the long swords provided by the Sword Dotao Hall.

This weapon is very ordinary, but when Lu Anzhi set out his sword, it looks like thunder and lightning, shining with all the lights.

Swish!

A silver light flashed like a meteor crossing the night sky, flashing in one flash.

The next moment,

Peng Tong screamed, and the jungle of sword shadows pierced in front of him disappeared. He held his bloody right wrist and staggered back.

Dang!

The long sword landed on the ground.

"I've given up!"

Lu Anzhi's voice was faint, and he changed his sword and put it into the sheath.

The entire sword fighting field was silent, and everyone looked at Lu Anzhi with a confused look on his face.

What happened?

How did Peng Tong fail?

Is there another secret sword that Lu Anzhi has made?

So fast!

Can't see clearly at all.

"this……"

Liang Zhi was shocked: "Is it the secret sword of the sky that never night?"

"Yes!"
To be continued...