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Nie Laihong stopped his bleeding and turned around to leave the arena.

At this moment, the person with the axe on his back jumped onto the stage.

"You dog, you want to leave after injuring my brothers? Don't ask me if I agree! F * cking b * stard! Yet, two of them are actually trash. In the end, I still have to take action myself! "

He then jumped onto the stage and glared at Nie Laihong.

Nie Laihong turned around and suddenly laughed out loud. "Hahahaha, fun, fun! I've heard about dog jumping walls. I've also seen dog jumping into the arena today. Not bad, not bad. You've performed very well. You're really suited to be dogs."

Everyone below the stage laughed, "Hahahaha, hahahahaha!"

"This white-clothed Fist Emperor's words are truly humorous and funny. His words are absolute. Cursing people like this is also a type of skill."

The axe-wielding man became even angrier, "You bastard, what are you saying!? Let's have a great battle first! "

Nie Laihong was about to turn around and say, "Alright!" "Then I will let you all know that there is always someone better than you all. Every mountain is taller than the last, and every wave is stronger than the last!"

At that moment, Hu Shuangyi leaped up and said, "Brother Nie, you go down first. I'm going to play with this' dog '. I'll occasionally play with it, so its mood shouldn't be too bad."

Nie Laihong said, "It's alright, I can beat him."

Hu Shuangyi declined to comment and said, "I said before that if you want to bully me with more, then I will help you. Why don't you trust me?"

Nie Laihong also didn't say anything else. Although he was talking big, he also knew that if he fought again, he might not be able to win.

Nie Laihong cupped his hands and said, "Then I'll thank you, brother Hu. Thank you for your righteousness."

Hu Shuangyi waved his hand, "There's no need to rush. If there's no need to rush, just go down and watch."

Seeing Nie Laihong step down from the stage, Huai Cheng smiled and said, "This time, Brother Nie has really become a white-robed hero. In the future, when you're out wearing a white robe, you'll definitely have a beautiful woman to fall in love with."

The corner of Nie Laihong's mouth widened. "You can laugh at me if you want. I'll beat you to death on the stage. You're clapping and cheering from the audience. Really …"

Cardinal Cheng laughed, "And that's not even what you want to fight. I'm someone who would rather have less trouble than less."

Nie Laihong said indignantly, "Hu Shuangyi is the best! Hu Shuangyi is my true brother!"

Below the stage, Cardinal and the others were chatting idly.

The crowd had already erupted into a frenzy. "Fight, fight, fight …"

Those who watched the show never cared about the big deal.

Hu Shuangyi stood on the stage with a sword in his hand.

The man took off his axe. "Dong!" The floor was chapped and a crack appeared from the explosion.

The two of them faced off and didn't make a move.

Hu Shuangyi lightly bowed, "This humble one is untalented. The White Deer Institute, Hu Shuangyi, has come to seek your advice."

The corner of Nie Laihong's mouth twitched. He thought, "Why do you care so much about etiquette when dealing with dogs?"

That person didn't bow to him and only crossed his arms in front of his chest. He said, "Quick Horse Villa's Jin Zhixian!"

Hu Shuangyi said with a smile, "A good name. Not wise, not virtuous either. It's just rude, reckless, and overbearing."

The man was even angrier as he raised his axe and swung it down!

"Damn it, what I hate the most are you scholars. You are so eloquent, yet you are cowards everywhere else!"

Hu Shuangyi didn't seem to care but continued to smile, "A scholar is a coward? "Good, good, good."

"You say coward, but your wife doesn't say that."

Jin Zhixian didn't react immediately, and replied, "I don't have a wife."

After a while, he finally reacted!

"Damn you, all the girls in your family say I can! "Dammit!"

The angrier he was, the fiercer the axe in his hand became.

Hu Shuangyi also had to treat this seriously. At the Fast Horse Villa, the disciples under it were extremely powerful. It seemed that it was truly a strong sect.

Hu Shuangyi raised his sword and the treasured sword flew out of its scabbard, drawing a circle in the air.

Jin Zhixian wielded his axe and swung it with all his might, wanting to break the flying knife. With one swing of his axe, a huge crack appeared in the arena, and smoke and dust rose in all directions.

Hu Shuangyi took the treasured sword, holding it in his hand.

Closing his eyes, he used his mind to feel the sword intent, and his mind to feel the sword aura.

He suddenly opened his eyes. His gaze was like a torch, and a bright light shot out explosively from within his eyes.

His temperament changed.

The gentle and refined him was like a ferocious beast that had just emerged from its cage, waiting to swallow someone.

A single sword strike had turned the temperature of the Land of the Nine Prefectures cold.

A blur flew by.

Everyone widened their eyes and mouths. Even if they used all of their strength to look, they wouldn't be able to see everything clearly. All they knew was that with a flash, the long sword had already clashed with the axe.

boom * After a loud explosion, the figures of the two people gradually appeared from within the smoke and dust.

Jin Zhixian used his hatchet to parry the sword attack. There were two small ravines on the stage. In order to parry the sword attack, the arena had already cracked into two footprint sized holes.

Hu Shuangyi was still in the air and his long sword struck the giant axe.

Jin Zhixian frowned. The power of this sword attack could be said to be very strong. He had to use his inner force and zhen Qi to barely block it.

Hu Shuangyi chuckled.

"Jin Zhixian, although you are not wise, you are not virtuous either. Martial arts are still acceptable, I will play with you."

"The sword intent is like a poem, unwavering and unstoppable!"

Hu Shuangyi's sword shook and he stabbed forward another three inches. Jin Zhixian spun his giant axe and barely dodged the sword.

Hu Shuangyi was unreasonable and unforgiving.

"The moves of the sword are like ink, and the ink is like dancing mountains and flowing water!"

The long sword was like a rain flower, constantly thrusting out and withdrawing. The long sword was like ink. Every time it struck out, the ink would be added to the paper.

However, Jin Zhixian didn't dare to be careless. If he was stabbed, the result would be obvious. He wouldn't be able to escape this severe injury even if he didn't die.

Jin Zhixian's axe danced like a circular disk. He did not want to advance. Every time he swiftly struck out with his sword, he would spin the axe at the perfect time to deflect the force.

No matter how disliked this person was, Hu Shuangyi was still somewhat impressed by his strength.

He immediately used the third move.

"The sword strikes are like the caress of a zither, the sound enters one's ears."

Then, Hu Shuangyi's sword turned into a slanted grip. Each sword was no longer as tough as the last one, but it became longer and not just longer, it became even more powerful.

Jin Zhixian waved his sword and used the axe to block. The tip of the sword was placed on the axe and slid down the handle of the axe, directly reaching Jin Zhixian's hands that were tightly holding the axe.

Jin Zhixian was so shocked that he could only take his hands off the handle of the axe. As his hands left the axe, in order to avoid being hit by the sword swing, he put one hand on the ground and kicked the axe upwards. The axe spun in the air before landing on the axe's face, then he stood up and grabbed the handle of the axe.

Who knew that not only did Hu Shuangyi not retreat, but instead moved closer to the axe. The sword slashed along the axe, emitting an ear-piercing "Zi Zi, zi" sound as it grinded against the fine iron.