C208 Master of Miaojiang

This time, he and Yuen Meixue were the only ones who accompanied Yuen Changsheng to Half-moon Manor. When she saw the blank expression on Yuen Meixue's face, she guessed that she definitely wouldn't recognize her.

Duan Tianya smiled and said, "Do you remember an expert from Miao Frontier, the disciple of High Priest Mo Ke, whose name is Peng Sung?"

Yuen Changsheng's words woke him up from his dream. He slapped his thigh and said, "The Peng Sung from Miao Frontier who was defeated by senior granduncle later on. "

Cao Yi also said in realization, "So it's him!"

Duan Tianya's face darkened and he muttered, "His sword technique must be even more powerful now. Who is that old man behind him?"

Yuen Changsheng looked at him, then at the old man who was dressed like a non-human. He suddenly felt that everything had become complicated.

Peng Sung saw Duan Tianya in the crowd. He nodded at Duan Tianya, then said something to the old man behind him before he slowly walked onto the stage.

Yang Yunjing knew that the time was ripe, so he deliberately raised his tone. "Everyone here is looking at the number one swordsman of the Miao Frontier invited by Half-moon Manor. If you have any objections, you can step onto the arena and compete. "

In fact, no one understood whether the person with the highest finger was young or old, but looking at the situation below, they knew that those who were interested in stepping onto the arena and wanted to compete were definitely not few.

At this moment. . . Someone shouted loudly, "Barbarian, what is there to be afraid of?"

Obviously, this sentence had infuriated Peng Sung. He pointed his sword at the person who shouted. That person didn't stand on ceremony and jumped onto the arena.

Peng Sung saw that it was a middle-aged man with yellow skin. His white clothes couldn't hide his yellow face. He was holding a sword with a white scabbard in his yellow hand, which seemed out of place.

Peng Sung did not like people calling him a barbarian, especially when there were so many people around. He pointed his sword at the middle-aged man and asked, "You seem to have some prejudice against Miao Frontier?"

The middle-aged man sneered and said, "So what?"

Blue veins popped out on Peng Sung's hand, and he said, "I haven't asked for your name yet. "

The middle-aged man glanced at Peng Sung and said, "Xu Province's Lin Hong. "

Peng Sung said disdainfully, "Nameless junior!"

Lin Hong did not seem to like people calling him a nameless junior, so he shouted, "I was the one who easily exchanged a few moves with the Four Sword Formation. "

Peng Sung continued to ridicule: "So what?"

Lin Hong flew into a rage and said: "You look down on the Four Swords Formation?"

Peng Sung said, "Not looking down on the Four Sword Formation, but looking down on you. "

Looking at Lin Hong's angry expression, he continued, "If you can catch my Four Sword Formation, then I will kneel and admit defeat. "

There was an uproar below, but Lin Hong's eyes lit up and said, "Is that true?"

"Absolutely no joke!"

" How can you create this Four Sword Formation by yourself? "

Facing Lin Hong's doubts, Peng Sung smiled and said, "Of course I can't create this Four Sword Formation by myself. Of course, I'm the four guardians of Miao Frontier. " As he spoke, four people walked out from the guards.

Of course, Duan Tianya recognized these four people. They were the four great guardians of Miao Frontier.

Peng Sung had become more confident than before. This kind of confidence must be the improvement of his sword technique, because if a person had the ability to win, then his confidence would naturally be born.

Of course, Lin Hong lost, and he lost miserably. In just two rounds, the four guardians defeated the insufferably arrogant Lin Hong.

He could be seen kneeling on one knee on the arena. His eyes were empty, and his face was flushed red. He had originally thought that this was a good opportunity to become famous, but he had never thought that it would end up like this.

Peng Sung said with a cold smile, "How is my four guardians compared to the Four Sword Formation?"

Yang Yunjing didn't seem to care about what Peng Sung said. Instead, he had a smile on his face.

Everyone could tell that the four guardians' martial arts were definitely above the Four Sword Formation.

Of course, Lin Hong knew this in his heart. He didn't say anything. He raised his head and stared at Peng Sung. Suddenly, he heard him panting heavily, as if he had made up his mind.

He suddenly stood up and ran towards Peng Sung like a civet cat. He held a sharp dagger in his hand, which he had pulled out from his boot.

Before he even got close, he saw a cold light. Lin Hong stood stiffly and fell onto the stage. Blood spurted out from his throat and his body kept twitching. His eyes were wide open. Perhaps he had thought that he would die, but he didn't expect that the moment he died, he wouldn't be able to see clearly who killed him.

Others might not be able to see it clearly, but Duan Tianya was able to see it clearly.

The sword that killed him was indeed Peng Sung's sword, but the one who drew the sword wasn't him. It was the old man behind him.

This sword attack went from pulling out the sword to sheathing it, smoothly and smoothly. Duan Tianya knew that Peng Sung's sword technique was already amazing, but this old man's sword technique seemed to be higher than Peng Sung's.

Following Lin Hong's death, the arena suddenly became silent. For a moment, no one dared to step onto the arena.

Duan Tianya couldn't help but feel amused in his heart. It seemed like most of the people who came to Half-moon Manor today were nameless people. Even if there were some people with strong martial arts skills, they must be people who were afraid of death.

That's true. The top experts in the martial world rarely showed interest in gathering other top experts. They felt that although I'm not stronger than you, at least I'm not weaker than you.

Yang Yunjing was very pleased with the situation today. Just as he was about to say something, a person suddenly came up from below the ring. Everyone looked and saw that this person was unknown. He was dressed in a simple green tight outfit. Although he looked ordinary, he looked very energetic.

This person stepped onto the ring and said: "I'm not talented. I'm willing to be your soul under the sword. "

Peng Sung looked at him and asked: "Since you dare to step onto the arena, please tell me your name"

The man said, "I am a nobody, and I am about to die. It's fine if I don't report it. "

Peng Sung said again, "If you don't tell me your name, how will you become famous in this battle?"

That person smiled bitterly and said, "I'm really a nobody. I don't want to become famous in this battle. "

"Oh?" Peng Sung felt that it was very interesting, so he asked the people below the ring, "Does anyone recognize this person?" No one below the ring responded.

Peng Sung smiled bitterly and said, "Looks like you really are a nobody. "

That person's martial arts skills were really nothing. He was defeated by the four guardians in one move. Peng Sung looked at him and said with a bitter smile, "It's good to have backbone, but strength is also very important when showing backbone. "

That man did not say anything. After all, he should understand the principle of a winner, a noble, and a loser. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to be so calm.

Peng Sung was obviously interested in this person, so he asked, "Are you not afraid of death?"

That person did not speak, so Peng Sung continued, "You have already shown your backbone, so when you are about to die, you should tell me your name. It is your reward. "

The man probably agreed with this and said, "Liu Kui. "