at once.

The familiar campfire suddenly came into view.

Zhang Baisui, who was on the side, gradually noticed something was wrong. He always felt that the Jiang boy beside him seemed to have undergone some subtle changes compared to before.

He turned his head and was about to ask, but Jiang Chen also turned around at this moment and said respectfully: "Old village chief, can I ask you for advice on sword skills?"

"Eh?"

Zhang Baisui was stunned for a long time, and then agreed.

…………

Lop Nur.

The lake surface in the distance is sparkling, and layers of patterns are rippled by the soft night wind.

A beautiful scene.

But the fierce shouts of thousands of soldiers completely disrupted the tranquility in an instant, and hundreds of rough men rushed towards the lakeside.

"Old Zhang, let's go and watch the fun together. I heard that Jiang Wubai wants to fight with the old village chief."

"Hey, let's go!"

"Go together, go together!"

"let me see!"

If it weren't for Xiao Wu, Gongsun Hu and Gong Sunhu had cold faces and forcibly suppressed some of the soldiers, playing the role of military judges to a certain extent.

I am afraid that even some of the soldiers responsible for guarding will be shaken.

When more than five hundred Qingzhou soldiers gathered and formed a large circle in an open space by the lake.

Everything is ready.

Jiang Chen stood in the middle of the open space holding the magic weapon tiger wings, and said with a respectful expression:

"Old Chief, is this the second time you have fought against me?"

Zhang Baisui blew his beard and then laughed and cursed:

"It was the time on the North Slope before, right?"

"You kid, you actually use legion martial arts to deal with a frail old man like me. You have no sense of martial ethics!"

As soon as he said this, he immediately received a burst of hearty laughter.

after all.

On the day when eight hundred pacesetters rushed to the north slope, most of the Qingzhou soldiers were also among those who attacked Zhang Baisui, an "old man".

but--

From this incident, we can also feel the powerful strength that Zhang Baisui possesses.

Without using any martial arts to counterattack, and using only his own energy and blood to fight with a sword, a certain "weak old man" was able to withstand the force of a legion's martial arts combined with the energy and blood of 800 soldiers!

The old man Zhang Baisui snorted coldly:

"Let's do it."

"Thank you, old village chief, for your advice."

Jiang Chen bowed slightly to show respect, and then the sword came out like lightning, slashing diagonally towards Zhang Baisui at an extremely tricky angle.

"Eh?"

"It's not a very fierce swordsmanship?"

There was a hint of surprise in Zhang Baisui's heart. "Taihe Sword Technique" only requires strong emotions to quickly enter the hall and enter the room. The speed of practice is much faster than ordinary martial arts.

But it also caused another problem.

This sword technique is centered on momentum and does not require high control of qi and blood. It is a "deviant" martial art and is not the right path.

But now, Jiang Chen's fighting style is to fight with the purest sword skills, which is undoubtedly a return to the Sunshine Avenue.

The road is getting wider.

Zhang Baisui immediately swung his sword to accept the attack, always maintaining a slightly stronger posture and skill than Jiang Chen, which is what masters and apprentices often say when teaching skills:

"Hey!"

The two of them fought with swords and swords in a lively manner.

The five or six hundred soldiers on the side were also full of joy and cheered. After all, they couldn't understand the martial arts that were too advanced. On the contrary, they could see some tricks in such an ordinary confrontation with cold weapons.

soon.

Jiang Chen was beaten back and forth, his wrists were numb, and he was just a little short of being knocked to the ground.

Many Qingzhou soldiers whispered:

"I overestimated Master Jiang Wubai. His sword skills seem to be only a little better than those of Baijiang."

"How about you?"

"He's ten points better than me, hehe, but if a man like Jiang Wubaizhu is compared with me, it doesn't mean he's good at it."

Zhang Baisui held the green wood weapon and stared expressionlessly at Jiang Chen not far away with a cold expression:

"Knives are for killing people, not for chopping wood piles like you."

Jiang Chen woke up from a dream and finally understood where he was lacking?

Then.

In one instant, he suddenly launched an attack, and the long knife swept away towards Zhang Baisui's neck, flashing with murderous intent!

knife!
Chapter completed!