On the busy street, Yi Jing finally found the whereabouts of Fan Jianxin. She was accompanied by several maids. I wandered around and bought a lot of things, but I had to wait for a few people to follow me closely. The martial soul guard who protects her.
"Beautiful owner of the village."
The other party turned around and saw that only Yi Jing was there. He immediately said curiously, "Where is your good brother Ba Fengnan."
"He, well, I thought he came to find you. This kid is actually lazy. I won't let him go when I go back later."
Fan Jianxin smiled leisurely, "Have you finished talking about the business? When I looked at Mr. Qiu, he didn't look like a good person. Is there something wrong with my eyesight? I always feel that there is an evil spirit in this man. I can’t tell what’s wrong.”
Yi Jing nodded and said, "You're right, because he is the disciple of the evil master Sheng Zhixuan. He naturally has an evil aura about him. That's what happened. By the way, you bought so many things. Why don't you call a cow? Come over here. Look how hard it is for the martial soul soldiers to hold these things."
Seeing Yi Jing's enthusiastic busyness, Fan Jianxin suddenly felt a strong breath of life rushing towards his face. I was in a daze for a while, watching Yi Jing go about his business. I didn't know how he got the invitation. After a while, he called a bullock cart from the corner of the street.
The martial soul guards put all their things on the bullock cart, no one was needed to carry them on their shoulders, and they immediately felt much more relaxed. Everyone showed their gratitude to Yi Jing.
At this moment, Qiu Daocheng, who was standing on the back of a human house with tiles, looked at another figure under the night sky in front of him and walked slowly over.
The former immediately sensed it, and the tiger's body slowly turned around, smiling leisurely and saying, "I knew you would come, Lao Qiu. You are indeed a sensible person."
Qiu Daocheng's eyes met with his, and he fired a bolt of electric fire into each other's pupils without any hesitation.
When he followed him all the way, he barely made any sound, but he still attracted Ba Fengnan's attention from more than ten meters away.
"Brother Ba is so clever that it's surprising."
Ba Fengnan said without turning his head, "You don't want to give in too much. Let's flatter each other in vain. Let's go through a few tricks first to relieve the itch."
"Even so, it is better to obey my orders than to be respectful." What the two of them said was very polite and courteous, but judging from the gazes of their scribes and swordsmen, a smell of gunpowder suddenly rose in the air. .
In just this moment of effort, Ba Fengnan raised the power of Xiaotian's third stage martial soul to the extreme.
"Qiang!" The Sky Sword came out and pointed at his opponent Qiu Daocheng from a distance.
Qiu Daocheng's eyes lit up and he immediately felt something. He opened the iron fan in his hand and said, "What."
"Brother Ba, please." Ba Fengnan said calmly, "I'm offended."
In the restaurant, although Ba Fengnan took the initiative to invite the other party to come out for a discussion, in this windy and dark night, Ba Fengnan remained motionless on the back of the tiles on the roof. The sword flower of the Sky Sword was revealed, and was slightly shaken by the breeze in the air.
Liuhua Gongzi Qiu Daocheng already had a fan in his hand, and his technique of getting up from the other side of the tile's back was extremely mysterious.
Coupled with his magical footwork, physical combat skills, and unpredictable footwork, it is enough to confuse the opponent.
As long as the opponent is distracted, he will use all his martial arts combat skills to deal enough blows to Ba Fengnan, and he may even kill the opponent by mistake.
It's all because of this kind of competition among experts, if you don't use your full strength. Before knowing the opponent's bottom line, no one can give up the plan of killing the opponent in vain. Otherwise, if the opponent makes a deadly move and there is a thin line around you, you will make a mistake in prediction and eventually get yourself killed.
The masters competed with each other, and Qiu Daocheng had already taken the initiative to attack. However, what surprised him was that Ba Fengnan seemed to be unaffected by his psychedelic footwork. Should the eyes be indifferent or indifferent.
Although Ba Fengnan did not make any moves at this moment, he was concentrating his energy on trying to figure out the opponent's combat skills by letting the other party take the first shot.
At this moment, he had already sensed that Qiu Daocheng's self-respecting skill was indeed very promising. Just like another evil lord Sheng Zhixuan. Before this kind of evil power can be defeated, if you reluctantly take action, you may still be at a disadvantage. Even facing death directly.
"Qiang!" "Qiang!" The Iron Bone Fan and the Sky Sword exchanged moves in an instant. They both looked at each other and moved away.
On the backs of the tiles where the two stood, energy clashed, making an unparalleled dull sound. As they flew to avoid it, the tiles shattered inch by inch, revealing the firelight coming from the human room.
"Who is the one who has been stabbed a thousand times and is fighting on the roof of my house?"
Ba Fengnan laughed dumbly and said to Qiu Daocheng, "Brother Qiu, it's not my intention to disturb the people. How about taking a step to get intimate with him somewhere else."
The two of them had just fought each other, but there was no winner. Qiu Daocheng had heard of Bafengnan's name a long time ago. Knowing that his skills were probably not inferior to mine, he nodded lightly and said, "Easy to say." He took out a soul coin and threw it through the hole on the back of the tile. It's a taste of compensation for stepping on someone else's back.
The two faced off again, but this time the place of confrontation had changed from the air to the ground.
The two pairs of tiger eyes stared at each other. Qiu Daocheng slowly asked Ba Fengnan, "Why isn't it the Quicksand Ghost Sword?"
Ba Fengnan said calmly, "The Quicksand Ghost Sword is used to deal with Demon Lord Bituo. Your Excellency, ask yourself how the martial arts combat skills compare with Demon Lord Bituo. Who is higher and who is lower."
As soon as these words came out, any opponent would be offended, but Qiu Daocheng laughed loudly, "What a crazy temper. But what if Qiu wants to force you to use the Quicksand Ghost Sword."
Ba Fengnan said again, "Then it depends on whether you have the ability."
"Qiang!" Chi! Sky Sword and Iron Bone Fan struck again. This time, after the two hit each other, they immediately bounced away like an electric shock. Both sides did not look back. They turned their backs to each other, and the distance was as much as seven or eight meters.
Qiu Daocheng finally showed a solemn expression and said to Bafengnan, "What a move to turn yourself around."
Ba Fengnan was not stingy with his compliments and said calmly, "Your neck-cutting combat skills are not weak either. Ba almost got hit by the move." He suppressed the power of martial arts in his body that was like an overwhelming force. , but also secretly frightened by this disciple of the Evil Lord Sheng Zhixuan.
Since his debut, Ba Fengnan has never faced off against an opponent and suffered a loss within one move.
Although the other party may have suffered a bigger loss than him, it turns out that this disciple of the evil master Sheng Zhixuan is already qualified enough to hurt him. This is strength. After all, he is a student trained by a generation of evil kings, and he is indeed extraordinary.
"Brother Qiu asked me why it's not the Quicksand Ghost Sword, but the one you use is not the same as the Non-Impotent Skill."
Qiu Daocheng's whole body was shaken, "Well, then let's each use our special skills to see whether your Quicksand Ghost Sword is stronger or my Sovereign Art is better, how about that?"
"Qiang!" Ba Fengnan put the Sky Sword back into its scabbard, "No need to fight anymore."
Unexpectedly, Qiu Daocheng also meant the same thing. He put away his iron fan with a "What?" "If we continue to fight, either you and I will both die, or one of us will be injured. And the chance of my brother being injured is much greater than that of your Excellency." . So, thank you to Brother Bafeng for showing mercy."
Ba Fengnan knew that he was being polite, so he laughed and said, "I'm not afraid of you. Let me tell you the truth! I can't get hurt. I want to leave the best energy to Demon Lord Bituo."
Qiu Daocheng was shocked again, "I have long heard rumors from friends in the world that you want to challenge the Demon Lord Bituo. I thought it was just a joke, but it turned out to be true. Brother Ba Feng, you It’s amazing.”
Qiu Daocheng gave a thumbs up and praised sincerely. Looking at Qi Qing, it doesn’t look like it’s fake.
"Haha, brother, you are also very clever, so your eyes light up. Well, I don't like disgusting words the most, but I said a lot today, which is rare. Brother Qiu, see you later."
"See you later." The two of them parted with each other's hands. Ba Fengnan jumped up, tapped lightly on the top of a tree that was more than ten meters high, and used his strength to fly up.
Qiu Daocheng sighed secretly, "What a handsome man." He flashed with all his strength and rushed to his secret residence in Beidicheng.
In a guest room in Tianzi No. 1 Restaurant, the lights were still on at the moment. Ba Fengnan walked in through the window and saw Yi Jing sitting cross-legged on a chair in the room and practicing.
"Hey, Master Yi, why haven't you rested yet?"
Yi Jing asked softly, without opening his eyes, "Who won."
Ba Fengnan stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes, "Who wins?" "Pretend, just pretend again. Don't think I don't know! You sent a secret message to Qiu Daocheng and asked him to fight. You still want to hide it. I can't do it."
Ba Fengnan smiled and said, "This man's skills are really superb. I don't want to lie to you. At that time, I really had the idea of killing him with a sword. But compared with my Ba Fengnan's ultimate goal, Qiu Daocheng He was just an insignificant passer-by. So I gave up this tempting idea. In the end, we ended the duel at the last minute with great respect."
Yi Jing jumped down from the chair and scolded with a smile, "If you haven't been honest, I know you are here to cause trouble for me. The owner of the beauty village has been worried about you for a long time. I am asking you what you are doing. I will leave early tomorrow morning. When we are in Beidicheng, don't forget to apologize to her, but don't mention the fight with Qiu Daocheng."
Ba Fengnan nodded and said with a smile, "I understand, this beauty, the owner of the village, can't tell. She usually looks like an iceberg beauty, but at the critical moment, she really cares about people. It makes her heart warm."
Yi Jing smiled mysteriously, "My heart warms? How tempting it must be to make the cold-blooded killer Ba Feng fall in love."
Ba Fengnan also laughed and scolded, "Fuck you. You are in love with someone, but you don't dare to admit it. Hey, why do love affairs always make people so sad? Mengying, I always feel that I am in love with Paoma Villa. When we are together, we often feel that life is not real at all.”