C177 Fame and Fame in the Three Battles

What a fast knife! All three of them had the same expression on their faces. Xiao Nanfeng staggered into the tent without looking back. Murong Ke seemed to be a little surprised as well. He knew that Meteor Knife was fast, but he didn't expect it to be so fast. This speed was no less than the family heirloom knife technique of Murong family.

Hero Kuan Dong's reputation was not just for show. Initially, Murong Ke only thought of him as an ordinary expert. But now, it seemed like. . . His strength could definitely be ranked in the top five of Gusu. Of course, he was also very confident in himself. No matter how powerful this man's blade technique was, he wouldn't be a match for him. Because this person had too many bad habits, especially when it came to drinking. This could very well be his fatal weakness.

Murong Ke, on the other hand, did not have any bad habits. In fact, he was a person who lived an extremely orderly and strict life. Therefore, he would not have any weaknesses that others would catch.

When he walked into the big tent, there were more than 20 men in the Martial Forest sitting in the tent. All of them were the leaders of the major sects. Xiao Nanfeng caught a glimpse of an empty seat in the corner. He just smiled, but did not walk in that direction. If he walked in that direction at this time, That wasn't Zhou Chang's character. With so many pairs of eyes staring at him, he would definitely be noticed by others.

Xiao Nanfeng swaggered towards the highest seat. Other than the seat in the corner, there was only Murong Ke's seat. He sat down nonchalantly and said with a smile. "Come, come, bring the wine. "

When Murong Ke went in, he found Xiao Nanfeng sitting in his seat. Although he was surprised, it was not strange. It would be strange if this person could sit in the corner obediently.

Everyone was clamoring, especially Wu Daozi and the short monk. They all stood up and told Xiao Nanfeng to scram. Xiao Nanfeng didn't mind. He even raised his feet on the desk and said, "I love sitting here. Whoever has the ability to chase me down, I will be convinced. "

When these words came out, the crowd was filled with Han people. All of them were rubbing their fists, wishing they could tear Xiao Nanfeng in half immediately. Xiao Nanfeng knew that these people valued their reputation more than their own lives. It would be strange if these people weren't angry that they were humiliated like this.

However, they also had another characteristic, which was that they would always keep their voices down. Unless they had no other choice, they would never attack a person who had no idea what was going on. Especially under such a situation where everyone was watching.

If he won, he would naturally be able to hold his head high, but if he lost, then he wouldn't be able to keep his face. There were even some people who would commit suicide for the sake of a momentary success or failure.

Xiao Nanfeng was naturally not such a person. But those who were present. . . The others couldn't guarantee that they weren't such people. Especially those who sat at the front. Their seats were arranged according to their own abilities.

Moreover, these abilities were recognized by everyone. Those who sat at the corner were naturally those who did not have any great abilities. However, those who sat beside Murong Ke, other than Zuo Xiping, were all highly skilled martial artists.

Ba Dao Tian Gang sat on the right side of Murong Ke. Next to him were Zhan Xiong, the Scorching Tiger, and Zhu Liang, the white-robed Daoist. These three were all famous figures in the martial arts world, especially in terms of saber techniques. They were as pure as fire, and could be called grandmasters of their generation.

Among them, Ba Dao Tian Gang's saber technique was fierce and powerful. It was even more domineering than Qiu Min, who was famous for his fierce and fierce techniques. The law of the Burning Sun Tiger Zhan Xiong's blade was known for its speed. It came and went without a trace. It flew like a tiger and entered the sea like a dragon. Although the white-robed Daoist could be considered a monk, But the saber technique was spicy and vicious, as long as it could be fatal with a single strike. His subordinates would never give his opponent a chance to catch his breath.

These three people were the ones who shouted the loudest among all the people present. Of course, Murong Ke had specially arranged for these three people to stay here today. If there was nothing else, these people would have to go to their respective tents to train their subordinates.

"I don't know where these mountain villagers came from, but they are actually so insolent and rude in this place. Putting aside the fact that my chief is magnanimous, I, Tian Gang, am the first to be unconvinced!" Tian Gang could no longer suppress the rage in his heart.

Xiao Nanfeng glanced in Murong Ke's direction and realized that he had no intention of stopping him. He knew that this was also a way to test him. Xiao Nanfeng laughed and shook his head. "Do you have wine? If you don't have wine, then don't fart! It stinks and stinks! "

Tian Gang suddenly stood up and shouted: "Boorish man! Boor!" Carrying the 80-pound Seven Rings Saber in his hand, he charged towards Xiao Nanfeng. Xiao Nanfeng's legs were still on the study table. When Tian Gang's saber arrived, he turned his body slightly. The machete smashed down heavily, cutting Murong Ke's desk in half.

Murong Ke slightly frowned. Although he cherished his desk, he was very satisfied with Ba Dao Gang. At this time, Xiao Nanfeng still wasn't willing to help. This made Tian Gang feel somewhat embarrassed.

Tian Gang furiously roared, "Go f * ck yourself! Hurry up and use your blade!" Just as he finished speaking, these few slashes were already slashing over. Xiao Nanfeng did not use his blade, but just lightly dodged these few slashes. He knew that Ba Dao was a fierce and powerful blade technique. If he fought with him, he would be at a disadvantage. He could only dodge, even if his strength wasn't any weaker than Ba Dao's. However, if he used up too much energy on him, then he wouldn't be able to deal with the rest.

Xiao Nanfeng dodged Ba Dao Tian Gang's attacks one after another, which surprised Murong Ke. He clearly knew that this so-called Zhou Chang could definitely deal with Tian Gang, but now, it seemed like Xiao Nanfeng was afraid of Tian Gang, and had never dared to confront him face to face.

But when he turned to look at Tian Gang, who was panting heavily, Murong Ke nodded in his heart. Not only is this guy's knife technique powerful, but his brain is also very good! What a rare talent. "

Xiao Nanfeng saw that the time was right. Tian Gang was already sweating profusely, and the knife in his hand had also lost its balance. He suddenly pulled out the long knife from his back and slashed at the back of the knife that Tian Gang had swung at him.

Tian Gang fell to the ground with a thud. Xiao Nanfeng heaved a long sigh of relief and picked up the knife on the ground. He weighed the weight of the knife and nodded. "It is indeed a good knife. Brother Tian, please take it away. "

Tian Gang, who was lying on the ground, had never thought that this seemingly arrogant Zhou Chang would become so polite. He did not know how to look at this person. He just nodded in embarrassment and said, "I, I am not as good as you. Thank you for showing mercy, brother. "

Tian Gang understood very well that if it was not for Xiao Nanfeng holding back his strength just now, and Tian Gang's huge strength and Xiao Nanfeng's strength had thrown Tian Gang out, Tian Gang would not have been able to stand up now.

The moment he swung his blade, Xiao Nanfeng's blade moved back slightly, giving Tian Gang a chance to catch his breath. That was why Tian Gang didn't lose so badly just now.

Murong Ke nodded slightly, thinking that Xiao Nanfeng had done a good job. If he could use it to deal with the devil religion, he would be a good helper. But he could not understand why Xiao Nanfeng would return the machete to Tian Gang.

Tian Gang had just walked back when the Scorching Tiger Zhan Xiong flew over. His movement technique was indeed superb. It was impossible to see his appearance with the naked eye, because the time he spent in the air was too short, and his movements were too fast.

Before Xiao Nanfeng could react, Zhan Xiong had already launched a fierce attack. Although his attack was not as big as Tian Gang's, his speed was much faster than Tian Gang's.

Xiao Nanfeng was also shocked. If it wasn't for his sudden awakening and retreating seven or eight steps, his body would have been covered with an indelible wound.

Xiao Nanfeng hastily pulled out his saber, but just as he was about to attack, he was cut by Zhan Xiong's saber. His wrist didn't have much strength left, and the saber almost fell to the ground.

Zhan Xiong did not give up on attacking. After failing the first attack, he quickly attacked Xiao Nanfeng's lower body. Normally, the weakest part of an expert was the lower body. It was like a thousand mile horse, if it had a crippled leg, could it still be called a thousand mile horse?

Zhan Xiong tried his best to cut Xiao Nanfeng's calf, but Xiao Nanfeng's steps were very light. Even Zhan Xiong was shocked. According to his calculations, There were no more than five people with this kind of speed. Zhan Xiong himself could be counted as one. Xiao Nanfeng could be counted as one, and this Elder Xiao could be counted as one as well. Of course, Bai Qianqiu could also be counted as one, and the other person was naturally Murong Ke, who was standing in front of the big tent.

Therefore, it was not easy to have such a high level of Light-body Technique. He now had a better impression of Zhou Chang. This person did not look as annoying as when he first came in. Instead, he looked more respectable.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Nanfeng had already taken four steps back. He hurriedly attacked again, but was still suppressed by Zhan Xiong. Left with no choice, Xiao Nanfeng leapt up and headed towards Zhan Xiong's back.

Zhan Xiong naturally wasn't willing to be outdone. He also turned around and left. Before Xiao Nanfeng landed on the ground, Zhan Xiong's blade had already arrived in front of him. He had no choice but to throw out the heaviest blade on his body. This way, he wouldn't have any burden on his body anymore. Xiao Nanfeng leapt up once again. This was something that Zhan Xiong didn't expect.

When he landed on the ground, he had already firmly caught the knife and placed the blade on Zhan Xiong's throat. Zhan Xiong did not show any signs of fear: "Haha, this is great. I can fight with Brother Zhou in this life. I really have no regrets dying. "

This move was truly beautiful. No one would have thought that a saber user would temporarily abandon the saber in his hand in order to reduce the weight of his body. Only those who went against common sense could do such a thing.

Xiao Nanfeng shook his head. "Hi! If it wasn't for Zhan Xiong showing mercy, my drinking brain would have moved long ago. You could have killed me at the beginning. But you hesitated for a moment. If I hadn't taken advantage of that gap to escape, I would have died a long time ago. "

Zhan Xiong shook his head helplessly. He felt an indescribable burning sensation in his heart. Although Xiao Nanfeng looked ugly at this moment, he had left a very good impression on everyone present.

Daoist Preist In White could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. When he saw that the two experts in front of him were under Xiao Nanfeng's command, he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Xiao Nanfeng turned around and asked softly, "You are the legendary Daoist Preist In White?" Daoist Preist In White smiled. "You are not qualified to ask for my name. You only need to point out one person to write your epitaph. Of course, you must be the one who killed you. I will write it, and I won't mind. "

Xiao Nanfeng suddenly smiled. His guess was right. This person was the Daoist Preist In White who was known for his ruthlessness. Daoist Preist In White slightly raised his robe. He suddenly pulled out a long knife that was as long as a finger from his sleeve. The knife was only one finger wide, but it was as long as half a person's body.

From afar, it looked somewhat similar to a willow leaf blade, but the two were completely different. The willow blade was even more flat, so it could be hidden at the waist. However, this blade was very round, and could only be hidden behind the sleeve or back.

Xiao Nanfeng nodded. "It is indeed a good saber!" Daoist Preist In White sighed. "One knife. I only need one knife. Do you have any last words before you die?"

Xiao Nanfeng laughed and stood up. The blade light rushed out. The momentum of the rainbow light caught Daoist Preist In White off guard. He did not expect Xiao Nanfeng to still have so much strength after two battles.

Daoist Preist In White waved his long sleeve and the blade flew towards Xiao Nanfeng. The seemingly straight blade actually turned into various shapes of blades at this moment.

Thousands of blades, tens of thousands of blades. This kind of blade technique could transform a blade into countless paths. Almost every blade had its own power, so what Daoist Preist In White said just now was not wrong.

He only needed to use this move. Then, someone would use the next few moves for him. It seemed that this move really had the effect of tens of millions of moves.

Xiao Nanfeng was shocked. This move was actually so mysterious. No wonder Daoist Preist In White's blade technique was the most mysterious among the three of them. Because very few people saw him use the second blade, and most of the people who saw it were already dead.

This was the power of Daoist Preist In White. Each of his thousands of saber moves had a third of the power of the real saber move, so it seemed like there were more than three hundred different sabers heading towards Xiao Nanfeng at the same time.

Xiao Nanfeng sighed, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and took a step back. After that, Xiao Nanfeng quickly drew his knife, and the remaining power of the move was released.

Xiao Nanfeng was pushed back seventy to eighty meters by the force. When he finally settled down, Xiao Nanfeng rushed forward again and murmured, "Luckily, I ran away, or else I would have died here. "

Xiao Nanfeng had just left not long ago. Not long after he left, the white-robed priest rushed over again. Xiao Nanfeng frowned. He had never thought of this before, but someone else had thought of it first.

The white-robed Daoist had already used more than one move, but he was clearly very angry because Xiao Nanfeng's speed was too fast. No matter how powerful Daoist Preist In White was, what could he do? He simply had no way to meet Xiao Nanfeng.

Every slash was aimed at the upper part of the throat. That was why Daoist Preist In White had cut off a lot of Xiao Nanfeng's hair and beard while he was defending against these attacks.