I practiced with a cheat

Shenxiao sect!

This is not an ordinary martial arts sect, but a sect inherited from a Taoist king in medieval times.

Even now, there are gods and beings alive.

It is one of the ten major sects in Da Qi, no weaker than the Five Elements Sect.

The best at thunder martial arts.

Therefore, as soon as Chu Qingchuan announced his home address, he attracted the attention of many people. Pedestrians on both sides of the street and people in restaurants and shops all looked over.

This young man in gold robe is actually a disciple of a top martial arts sect!

Then what he wants to challenge is...

"Zhou Heng! This person is Zhou Heng, the Purple Lightning Saber, Zhou Heng who can defeat an entire faction by one person!"

"What the hell?! There's something good to watch!"

"The true disciples of Shenxiao Sect are fighting against the true disciples of Chunyang Palace!"

"incredible!"

"Fight! Fight!!"

There were shouts and shouts from the crowd, and people were very excited.

In fact, such things as street challenges are very common in Wujiang Prefecture today.

As more and more people from all walks of life are attracted by the rumored master's treasure, the number of martial artists in Wujiang Mansion has increased unprecedentedly. It is inevitable that some people will want to take the opportunity to become famous or hone their martial arts.

However, most challenges are competitions between ordinary warriors.

After all, famous warriors and disciples from large sects and families are in the minority no matter where they are.

Challenges involving this level are rare.

Now there is actually a competition involving the two identities that is about to begin, how to make people here unhappy.

The inn where Yunxiu and He Mengqiu stayed was also nearby. She heard the shouting outside, quickly opened the window and looked, and said in surprise: "Is it really Brother Heng?"

"Alas." Seeing her expression, He Mengqiu couldn't help but sigh and said, "Xiu'er, if you continue to watch, your level of Three Dreams Dafa, which you have just started, will regress."

"Well..." Yun Xiu pouted, closed the window and stepped back, sticking out his tongue, and said: "I, I just took a look."

"If you can meet him and still maintain the status of a spectator, or if you reach the 'Bubble' level of the second realm of the dream, you can watch him for as long as you want." He Mengqiu said seriously:

"Xiu'er, I told you that the Three Dreams method can observe all kinds of things in the world and gain insight into human nature. Using this method, you can enter dreams and transform the appearances of all living beings for your own use. Although it is powerful, it is also dangerous.

"If you can't control your identity as a spectator when you first get started, you will inevitably be infected by millions of sentient beings when you dream in the future, or even be fascinated by dreams, and you will sink and be hard to save."

"Yes, I understand, disciple." Yun Xiu nodded seriously and said, "I asked Master to teach you the Three Dreams Dafa. You should not be so slack and let Master worry about it."

"It is not a bad thing to have a lively mind. You have a brilliant nature, so there is no need to blame yourself. It is precisely because of this that I have been hesitant to teach you the Three Dreams Dharma." He Mengqiu gently touched Yun Xiu's hair to express comfort, and said with a smile. : "You just need to be a bystander this time. If Zhou Heng is in any danger, I can take action...well, maybe he can solve it himself."

She was thinking of what happened in the original Hefu City.

Zhou Heng, a reincarnation of a Dao Lord or even a Dao Master, would probably be able to use more powerful methods when faced with a big crisis than a sixth-grade innate like her.

"Thank you, Master." Yunxiu said with a smile.

…

The news that Zhou Heng was going to compete with Chu Qingchuan, the true disciple of the Shenxiao sect, soon spread in Wujiang City.

Wang Xiuye ​​naturally heard about it.

He originally planned to visit Zhou Heng after settling down in Wujiang Fucheng, but he didn't know Zhou Heng's residence yet and wanted to inquire about it later.

Now that he heard that Zhou Heng was going to compete with others, he would not miss it. After leaving his luggage at the inn, he went out directly.

Go to the city.

Fighting in the streets is not allowed in Wujiang Prefecture.

Therefore, although Chu Qingchuan challenged Zhou Heng in the street, if he really wanted to fight, he would still have to go to the ring in the city.

This is a control measure formulated by the Wujiang Fucheng Yamen to target the increasing number of Jianghu warriors within its jurisdiction, to prevent these warriors from disturbing the lives of ordinary people.

If you violate the rules, you will be given a warning first. If you violate it again, you will be directly expelled from the city and will not be allowed to enter Wujiang Mansion for three years.

Not to mention other things about this punishment, just being expelled from the city was very humiliating to many people. From now on, when someone mentions him when he walks in the world, he will not be able to hold his face up.

Therefore, this rule was quite effective and gradually became a customary rule that everyone consciously abided by.

…

Wujiang Fucheng South District.

In a large and spacious mansion, Li Wuwang was shaking a big gun in the yard. His gun was covered in bright silver, one foot long, and piercingly sharp. It danced like a silver dragon.

"Sir!" A man who looked like a young boy trotted over and said: "Sir, that Zhou Heng has come to Wujiang Fucheng. Chu Qingchuan from the Shenxiao faction is about to challenge him. The two of them have already gone to the ring in the city. Do you want to go and have a look? "

Of course, Li Wuwang was not a "gongzi". His background was actually very ordinary and he didn't have a big background. But now that he had money and status, he bought a house and servants, so people called him "gongzi".

"Zhou Heng?" Li Wuwang stopped the big gun in his hand, looked at the boy, and said calmly: "I'm not interested. I heard that Wang Xiuye ​​is also here. Take me to find him."

"Ah, aren't you going to see Zhou Heng?" The boy was stunned when he heard this. He obviously didn't expect this, but he didn't dare to ask too much, so he nodded quickly and said, "Okay, I'll take you to find him right now." That Wang Xiuye."

"Zhou Heng is strong because he is the reincarnation of a great power, and he is the true successor of Chunyang Palace. As for the martial arts itself... he is only an eighth-level person, so what can he do if he is stronger?"

Li Wuwang shook his head and chuckled: "Worldly affairs are spread and hearsay, and there are many distortions. One person at the eighth level of martial arts dominates one school. This sounds even more outrageous than a storybook novel.

“Until he has a record that can truly prove his strength, he is not qualified to attract my attention.

"Let's go, take me to find Wang Xiuye. I want to see if his pair of mountain-shaking palms can shake my dragon spear."

…

The arena in Wujiang Prefecture.

Zhou Heng and Chu Qingchuan stood on the stage, but the audience was already crowded with people.

Of course, there are people competing in the other arenas, but none of them receive as much attention as this one.

In the eyes of many people, this should be a battle between dragons and tigers.

Chunyang Palace and Shenxiao Sect are both major martial arts sects in the world, and their true martial arts levels are far superior to ordinary warriors. Just watching the battle is eye-opening.

Moreover, Zhou Heng is still one of the most popular warriors in recent days, and he has a record of overwhelming others. Many people are very curious about what kind of strength he has.

How could an eighth-level martial artist reach such a high level?

In the arena.

"You said you want to learn my thunder knife, so I will fight you with the knife today." Zhou Heng smiled and took out a knife intertwined with purple electric light. "The name of the knife is 'Purple Lightning', it is a sharp weapon."

"Then today I will use the 'Nine Styles of Chixiao' to learn how to use your thunder knife!" Chu Qingchuan took out a golden iron whip. It was not a soft whip but a nine-section iron whip. "The name of the whip is 'Nine Destructions', and it is a sharp weapon. class."

As soon as these words came out, there were bursts of exclamations under the ring, and many people looked at Chu Qingchuan in disbelief, with extremely shocked expressions on their faces.

Chixiao Nine Styles!

This is not an ordinary martial arts, but a fourth-grade martial arts truly inherited from the Shenxiao Sect, which is the "Chixiao" among the eighty-one movements of Jiuxiao.

The whip is used to turn thunder into thunder, which is unparalleled in strength. Once the whip is struck, the sky will be filled with thunder and everything will be wiped out. It is said to be able to kill the gods at the top and destroy all living beings at the bottom. It is unparalleled in its tyranny and its power is unpredictable.

Chu Qingchuan actually mastered this unique skill?

He is only at the seventh level of martial arts!

How did you achieve the fourth-level martial arts?

I wonder what level he has reached?

How many moves can you perform?

The people in the audience were shocked at first, and then excited again. They couldn't wait to see Chu Qingchuan and Zhou Heng compete.

It is said that Zhou Henghui's purple thunder sword technique is also a fourth-level martial arts.

Is Zi Lei stronger or Chi Xiao more powerful?

…

At this time, he was in a restaurant not far from the arena.

"Follow the wind and get sick." Ma Quanzheng looked at Zhou Heng and Chu Qingchuan on the ring with interest, and said with a chuckle: "This boy from the Shenxiao sect has actually mastered the nine postures of Chixiao. It's not easy."

He was the master of the Emperor Plague Sect who had previously said that he would find the right opportunity to personally kill Zhou Heng. He was a sixth-grade congenital who could fall ill with the wind and kill people invisible.

"Uncle Master, do you think Chu Qingchuan has a chance to defeat Zhou Heng?" the young man standing next to Ma Quan whispered.

"It's pointless to think about these things." Ma Quan shook his head, tapped the table with his fingers, and said with a smile: "I was thinking about whether to kill this kid too when killing Zhou Heng. .

"These miscellaneous people from the Shenxiao Sect have ruined a lot of good things for our sect in recent years. If we can kill a true genius from the Shenxiao Sect today, it will be a relief."

"This, this, is this okay??" The young man felt frightened. His uncle was really bold. "A genius who has mastered the nine styles of Chixiao. If you kill him, uncle, the Shenxiao sect will be furious. Bar."

Snapped!

The young man was knocked to the ground by Ma Quan's slap.

"Trash." Ma Quan sneered: "Do you fucking know that our Plague Emperor Sect is an evil sect, an evil demon that everyone can punish? You are actually afraid of the wrath of those righteous sects, and your brain is infected with bugs?" Have you eaten clean?

"If you are afraid of this, you are afraid of that. The four major evils in Daqi have been wiped out long ago. This is unimaginable? What's more, Zhou Heng has been killed, why are you afraid of another Chu Qingchuan?

"When your mother gave birth to the child, did she throw the child away and raise a placenta? Otherwise, how could you, a loser, be so stupid as a donkey?"

"Brother, I understand." The young man lay on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, "I understand my mistake. Thank you for your guidance. Thank you for your guidance."

"Don't kneel down. It's useless to just say it. Get the plague box." Ma Quan snorted coldly and said, "Look, how can we make the disease silent, colorless and tasteless, making people feel nothing?" Feel it!"

…

Boom!

There were loud explosions on the ring, like bursts of thunder exploding.

The blade wrapped with purple electric light collided with the golden whip flashing with red electric light, and the terrifying power was immediately scattered in all directions, setting off a roaring and hissing wind, making some ordinary people under the ring unsteady.

But suddenly this powerful collision force disappeared again. Zidian and Red Lightning separated and distanced themselves.

Just now, it was just a trial between Zhou Heng and Chu Qingchuan, and it didn't even use any serious moves.

"The Purple Lightning Blade lives up to its reputation. It's really powerful and physically strong!" Chu Qingchuan looked at Zhou Heng in surprise. The brief collision just now made his wrist numb.

It's simply unbelievable that an eighth-level martial artist has such terrifying power!

"It's just a bit of brute force."

Zhou Heng smiled and pointed his sword towards the other side, "Where are your nine postures of Chixiao?"

Use it quickly,

I love to learn!