Suddenly, battle reports came like snowflakes. Yi Jing and others had just fought a big battle during the day, and the joy of victory was all washed away by the atmosphere of the overwhelming army.
Just when Yi Jing and the others were looking at their plans and thinking hard about strategies to deal with the enemy, it would be strange for Yi Jing not to be overjoyed when such a number one person suddenly broke in.
After saluting, Yi Jing asked the Jiuzhou God Beggar directly, "Senior, since you have a good plan, why not tell me immediately so that I can learn more about it, and if I can really defeat the soul-seeking army. Senior, I will defend the city of Luo City." He is also the number one hero. I am willing to hand over the great seal of the city lord. Senior will take charge of this city."
"Hmph." The old beggar picked his nose and squeezed into the chairs among several martial spirit commanders.
Several martial spirit leaders were young and inexperienced. They had not even heard of the old man's name, when the Nine Provinces Divine Beggar sat beside them. A strange smell immediately filled the air. Make them cover their noses to avoid it.
The Jiuzhou God Beggar didn't feel dissatisfied at all, but instead made a cut sound, raised one foot, and dug it with great enjoyment.
Everyone except Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan could not help but frown.
Zhan Guan said like a mosquito next to City Lord Yi Jing, "This old guy has such no identity. He is probably here to get food and drink! Lord City Lord, why do you respect him so much? If it were me, We would have kicked him out a long time ago.”
Yi Jing chuckled and said, "An expert is an expert. He has lived for many years. He is older than your grandfather. He has probably seen a wider world than all of us here combined. The realm of martial arts combat skills, It can basically be described as invincible. This kind of person, even if I am a trouser, I will try to curry favor with him. Let’s learn from him! Young man, he will never let us down."
Yi Jing deliberately spoke the last few words loudly, and the Jiuzhou God Beggar listened with satisfaction, tilting his head, nodding and smiling.
Ba Fengnan has a temper, and although the old beggar is always mysterious, Brother Yi Jing has already invited him several times. But the other party was so proud of himself that he immediately said angrily, "Jiuzhou God Beggar, what do you really want? Since you said you have a good way to defeat the enemy, why didn't you tell me. Young Master Yi has begged you several times. You old man, you are so precious. Selling for a price is simply abominable. I, Ba Fengnan, will be the first to disapprove of you."
"Qiang!" He actually pulled out the Sky Sword in front of all the commanders and Yi Jing.
Jiuzhou Divine Beggar didn't even look at him, "Boy, I heard that a young master recently appeared in Shahai Ghost City, and he is quite accomplished in martial arts combat skills. How about I just sit on the chair with my eyes closed and take a few moves from you."
"Hahahaha." Bafengnan laughed, since he practiced the Guisha sword skill. No one has ever dared to challenge him so arrogantly.
With his attainments in Wuhun combat skills at this moment, among the young generation like them in the entire Wuhun Continent. Ba Fengnan's level of combat skills. At least one of the best.
What's more, Ba Fengnan grew up among bandits in the ghost town of Sand Sea. Like a hemlock growing on a cliff. I have been exposed to all kinds of harsh environments since I was a child.
Since becoming famous, he has used his strong style and martial arts combat skills that are almost instant kills. His fame spread far and wide overseas.
At this moment, he suddenly heard that the Jiuzhou Divine Beggar was actually sitting on a chair, and he was using his Guisha Wuhun combat skill with his eyes closed. It was an unprecedented first time, and he couldn't help laughing out loud after hearing this. At the same time, he stood with his sword in hand, his eyes filled with cold murderous intent, and said to the people around him, including Yi Jing, "I, Ba Fengnan, want to kill someone, please stay out of my way."
Yi Jing watched with a smile from beginning to end. Now that Jiuzhou God Beggar was challenging Ba Fengnan, Ba Fengnan was ignited with fighting spirit. Everything is like an arrow on the string and has to be fired.
In this case, why should I stop it instead of letting them have a good fight
If the Jiuzhou Divine Beggar was as Zhan Guan and other martial spirit commanders suspected, he was just an old bastard cheating on food and drink. So dying under Ba Fengnan's Sky Sword would not be unfair to him at all.
If the other party's true identity is indeed the legendary outstanding martial arts master, then Yi Jing should be worried about Ba Fengnan, not the other party.
From this, from two aspects. Yi Jingdu had no reason to object to this contest.
However, there was always a doubt in his mind. As a senior expert, he is a master level martial arts master. It doesn't matter if the other party just sits on the chair and accepts Yi Jing's clever moves. Ba Fengnan is not ashamed, and he will not lose face if word spreads about it.
But the opponent not only had to sit on a chair, but also had to blindfold his eyes to receive Ba Fengnan's Ghost Sand Martial Soul Sword Skill.
It is so outrageous that it can be described as appalling.
The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense. All the martial spirit leaders stepped aside, and some were already whispering, placing heavy bets on who would win or lose.
This is the tradition of Wuhun Continent. Even as their city lord, Yi Jing cannot object to everyone betting on winning or losing.
"I bought 100,000 soul coins. If I lose, it will be like losing one year of my service as the commander of the Luo City Army."
"I'll buy 300,000 yuan, bet one and lose three, Master Ba Fengnan wins."
"Well, I'm optimistic about him too."
When Ba Fengnan stood with his sword in hand, the invisible martial spirit aura had already forced out of his body and rushed towards the Jiuzhou God Beggar who was sitting on a chair and calmly drinking tea with his eyes closed. This old man seems to be born deaf and blind. He seems to be indifferent to this very domineering martial spirit aura, and cannot feel its existence at all.
"Hey." Yi Jing and Ba Fengnan were shocked at the same time.
There are only two reasons that can explain this. One is that the opponent's martial arts fighting skills have indeed reached the realm of heaven and man. Can be immune to the power of martial arts lower than one's own.
Another reason is that the opponent is indeed blind and deaf, and the powerful murderous aura emanating from the Qi machine and the opponent will not have any effect on such a person.
The doubts in Ba Fengnan's heart continued to expand, and his willingness to take action became stronger and stronger.
"Qiang!" The Sky Sword came out, and Ba Fengnan tried his best. As soon as he made a move, he used the ghost sand sword skill without any reservation. The man and sword merged into one, and with the help of the overbearing martial soul power, they violently attacked the opponent.
With such a move, even if the opponent is Yi Jing, he has to retreat and find a countermeasure.
Unexpectedly, the Jiuzhou God Beggar not only did not leave his chair, but also brought the tea in his hand to his mouth steadily. When the Sword of the Sky struck at his chest. Just in time to take my first sip of fragrant tea.
"Well, it tastes so-so. This water must be heavy water. It's not fresh. It's not fresh."
"Old man, if you dare to rely on your old age in front of me, I will chop off your stinky head."
The chirping martial soul sword energy is like the spring thunder and the rising tsunami. Full of domineering expansion, the point pointed by the sword was the place where the martial soul power of Ba Fengnan was most concentrated, not to mention the mortal throat. Even if it is gold or stone, a huge hole will be pierced.
However, when Ba Fengnan's Sky Sword struck at the throat of the Jiuzhou God Beggar. This old man with a special and mysterious identity. He actually just turned his fingertips slightly and clamped the opponent's Sky Sword with the little finger of his right hand.
And the powerful murderous aura emanating from Ba Fengnan's body actually disappeared in an instant. What happened in the middle? Even Yi Jing, who was watching the battle with full concentration and outstanding vision. Didn't see clearly.
Logically speaking, a master who is below the ninth level of the martial spirit realm is considered a first-class martial arts cultivator at the minor grandmaster level. To use a move. No matter how fast he moved, he couldn't escape the sharp-eyed martial soul monk's eyes.
When Dong Zhuo came to fight Chen Nengjin for 300 rounds in Feng Mansion that day, it was nothing more than a meager appearance.
Now Yi Jing felt from the bottom of his heart that the divine beggar in front of him seemed to have a higher level of martial arts fighting skills than Dong Zhuo.
Could it be said that his martial soul combat skills have been cultivated to the state of formlessness? Only this explanation can explain the phenomenon just now.
Ba Fengnan called for wind and rain, carrying a sword from the sky that was like a thunderbolt, but was instantly caught by his little fingers with his eyes closed. Not being able to escape, such a weird thing, let alone the Luo City Martial Spirit Commander who is sitting here. Even Yi Jing himself. It’s also something I’ve never seen or heard.
Ba Fengnan is extremely brazen and can maintain his consistent style even if he suffers a huge blow.
When he was hunted by his enemies, the two brothers Bafengnan and Tonkel had seen how powerful he was.
At this moment, when Ba Fengnan rarely used his first move with all his strength, he was "hit by his opponent." The sky sword that helped him become famous was actually caught by one of the opponent's fingers, and he could not even draw it out. , it’s simply a huge shame.
"Yeah." Ba Fengnan shouted, and all the martial soul power in his body was sent to his right hand. The bent sky sword began to slowly stand upright.
"Uh, haha, you're a puppy, why don't you hurry up and beg for mercy."
The Jiuzhou God Beggar was like an old naughty boy, closing his eyes and pulling the opponent's Sky Sword back and forth. His bare feet were trying to jump up and down as if he were playing with water, and he kept stepping on them. It seemed that there was nothing better than playing with Ba. Young masters like Feng Nan are more fun.
Yi Jing was shocked and impressed at the same time. Now, he finally confirmed the identity of the other party in his heart.
This sloppy old man in rags does indeed seem to be the legendary top martial artist.
An inexplicable reverence arose in her heart, and she looked at him warmly.
When the Sky Sword was completely straightened, the Sky Sword suddenly let go, and then performed a set of very dense palm techniques. The power of the martial spirit penetrates the palm strength and reaches the opponent's joints, throat and other vital points. It is poisonous and yin, and does not spare any appearance. It seems that they will never give up until they kill each other. This made Yi Jing frown.
"Brother Bafeng, please don't hurt your senior."
Before his voice could be heard, Jiuzhou Divine Beggar flew up with two feet. The first foot turned into a phantom. He didn't know how to break into the opponent's dense martial soul palm power, and stepped firmly on Ba Fengnan's left collarbone. . The second kick, the hunched figure rolled around like a storm of sand and kicked Ba Fengnan.