Martial Arts Assassin Master

Chapter 77 Huashan Conference ([-])

Nangong Feiyan looked at Zhou Wangxian angrily: "Today, we will have a showdown!"

Zhou Wangxian showed a proud smile: "Miss Nangong, it's not that I underestimate your Kongtong faction, it's just that you are definitely not my opponent."

"Lotus Fist!" Nangong Feiyan leaped up, swung his right fist in the air, and hit the opponent's vitals hard.

Zhou Wangxian dodged sideways, just in time to dodge, and slashed out the long sword in his hand, continuously attacking Nangong Feiyan's chest and lower abdomen.

Nangong Feiyan immediately withdrew her right fist, did a backflip, and jumped far away.

Zhou Wangxian smiled, and immediately waved his long sword, releasing dozens of sword energy, which flew towards her head and lower body.

Nangong Feiyan dodged sideways while launching a counterattack.

"Flowers flying all over the sky!" She waved her fists, releasing hundreds of punches, and flew towards the opponent like flowers.

Zhou Wangxian sneered: "Hey, Miss Nangong, I'm afraid your martial arts are useless."

Before he finished speaking, he waved his sword and released hundreds of sword energy.

"Bang bang bang!" Fist strength and sword energy collided and canceled each other out.

Zhou Wangxian also took advantage of this opportunity to jump behind Nangong Feiyan, holding the long sword tightly with his right hand, and stabbed at the opponent's back.

Nangong Feiyan turned around immediately, and hit the opponent's sword wrist with his left fist, and Zhou Wangxian's lower abdomen with his right fist.

Zhou Wangxian had been prepared for a long time, and immediately withdrew his long sword, and pushed out his left palm to meet the enemy.

"Crack!" The two of them clashed their fists and began to compete for internal strength.

"Zixia Divine Art!" Zhou Wangxian showed a smug smile, mobilizing his internal energy, and his body was full of purple energy.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Nangong Feiyan wanted to pull back, but was still sent flying by the opponent's internal force.

"Boom!" She fell to the ground, limp and spitting blood.

Zhou Wangxian looked at the other party intently: "Miss Nangong, you are not my opponent at all, you should admit defeat."

Nangong Feiyan refused to accept it, stood up straight, and wiped away the blood from the corner of her mouth: "Hmph, I will never admit defeat to an arrogant person like you!"

Seeing this scene, Zhao Fanxing cried inwardly: "No, I can't let the girl I like get hurt again."

He immediately advised: "Miss Nangong, stop fighting."

When Nangong Feiyan heard Zhao Fanxing's words, her expression became kind: "Brother Zhao, if I don't defeat him, I will be unwilling."

But Zhou Wangxian suggested at this moment: "Why don't you let Brother Zhao replace you and compete with me, how about it?"

Nangong Feiyan was stunned: "What?"

Ling Shifeng said from the side: "That's okay, Zhao Shaoxia is already well-known in the Jianghu, and everyone will accept it."

Zhao Fanxing was watching these guys duel and wanted to participate in it for a long time. Now that he had this opportunity, he immediately accepted the other party's proposal: "Okay, I am willing to play instead of Miss Nangong."

In this competition, if he defeats the young heroes of the world, Zhao Fanxing's status in the arena will definitely be raised to a higher level.

The young disciples of the ten major sects cheered even louder.

Nangong Feiyan also agreed to the other party's request at this time: "Alright then, brother Zhao, I hope you can defeat this arrogant person for me."

After speaking, she turned and left.

Zhao Fanxing jumped to the center of the square.

Zhou Wangxian smiled: "Brother Zhao, you and I are both heroes in this world, no matter who loses, it is not ashamed."

Zhao Fanxing cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, I offended you."

Zhou Wangxian nodded with a smile: "It's okay, let's do it."

"Exile Immortal Sword Art!" Before he finished speaking, he rushed over, and the long sword in his hand slashed at Zhao Fanxing's head, lower abdomen and chest three vital points.

"Mozi's swordsmanship!" He also drew his sword out of its sheath, and blocked it high to defend against the opponent's attack.

"Dang, clang, clang!" The two long swords kept colliding with each other, and sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Fanxing also relied on the powerful defensive ability of this set of swordsmanship to fight with the opponent.

"Swimming Flying Sword!" Zhou Wangxian held the long sword tightly in his right hand, turned into a sword light, and stabbed straight at him from different directions, attacking his chest and back.

"Mo guard the world!" Zhao Fanxing, however, remained calm and waved his long sword, protecting himself from the wind and rain.

For a moment, all of Zhou Wangxian's sword moves were in vain, and he didn't take any advantage.

"Ink galloping!" Zhao Fanxing seized the opportunity, swung his long sword, transformed into a black and white sword energy, and pierced the opponent's chest.

Zhou Wangxian flew sideways, dodging easily.

While dodging, he also waved his right palm and slapped Zhao Fanxing's vitals on the chest.

"Zixia Divine Art!" Zhou Wangxian struck out with a powerful purple energy.

"Seven Injury Fist!" Zhao Fanxing was well prepared, turned around quickly, swung his left fist, and confronted the enemy.

"Boom!" The fists and palms collided, and the two began to compete for internal strength.

What Zhao Fanxing used just now was the "Lung Injury Art", which is an extremely gentle internal force.

After Zhou Wangxian's zhenqi hit him, it seemed to hit the cotton, and it had no effect. On the contrary, his own zhenqi was constantly losing, and the loss was not small.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhou Wangxian hurriedly flew back.

"The sword is like a shooting star!" But Zhao Fanxing used the "thirteen deadly swords" at this moment, jumped up in the air, turned into a white shooting star, and flew towards the enemy's head.

This sword was extremely fast, Zhou Wangxian couldn't dodge it, he could only forcefully resist it.

"Boom!" But Zhao Fanxing's sword move was so powerful that he sent the opponent flying with his sword, and fell to the ground abruptly.

Fortunately, Zhou Wangxian has the "Zixia Divine Art" to protect his body.It's all right.

"Destroy Liver and Intestine Jue!" Zhao Fanxing put his sword back into its sheath, used "Seven Injuries Fist", swung his fists, and hit the opponent's chest directly.

Zhou Wangxian stood up quickly, waving his palms to resist.

"Crack!" The fists and palms intersected, and the two began to compete again.

But Zhao Fanxing's punches this time were firm but soft, and they struck at the opponent in an endless stream.

Zhou Wangxian's body was also full of purple energy, and he fought back with all his strength.

"Bang!" But his own zhenqi was dispelled by Zhao Fanxing's gentle punching force, and he couldn't exert any force.

The fierce force in Zhao Fanxing's punch came into play at this moment, and with a "bang!", Zhou Wangxian was sent flying.

The purple energy around him was shattered, his arms were numb, and he couldn't move an inch.

Zhao Fanxing also jumped in front of the other party, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhou, I offended you."

Zhou Wangxian mobilized his inner strength, dispelled his fist strength, and stood up slowly: "Brother Zhao, you are welcome, your boxing technique is really miraculous, it can dissolve my inner strength, and you can attack again."

Ling Shifeng asked: "Zhao Shaoxia, is your set of boxing the 'Seven Injuries Boxing' which has been lost for a long time?"

Zhao Fanxing nodded: "Exactly."

There were enthusiastic cheers all around.

Zhou Wangxian also turned around and left, showing a mysterious smile: "Brother Zhao, it's up to you!"

Before Zhao Fanxing could think about it, Ouyang Zhong, the fifth disciple of the Emei School, leapt forward and jumped in front of him.

Ouyang pulled out the "Ju Que Sword" on his back, and said frankly: "Zhao Shaoxia, let me experience your invisible sword energy!"

(End of this chapter)