"The boy named Xiao is here again. Everyone should polish the knife. We must beat this boy down the arena later!"

"Yes, yes, this arrogance must be suppressed, and he cannot think that there is no one in my world!"

"Everyone is ready, he will challenge him as soon as he gets on the ring!"

“…”

Xiao Chen rushed to the ring early in the morning, and countless people polished his fists and palms to teach him a lesson. This time, as soon as he got on the ring, threatened to challenge everyone, but before he finished speaking, one of them jumped onto the ring and pointed at him and shouted: "Sir Xiao, don't speak wildly. Everyone is tired of hearing what you say, fight quickly!"

"I'm tired of hearing?" Xiao Chen was stunned and touched the back of his head, a little surprised that these people were so active today. But these people actively challenged themselves, which was a good thing. He was secretly happy in his heart, and did not care whether others were tired of hearing his arrogant words. He immediately drew his sword and pointed at the man and said, "Let's fight!"

"Please!" The man also focused his attention, made a gesture, holding the sword and came to Xiao Chen.

After ten wins last night and watching for another day, Xiao Chen saw various moves and paid less attention to absorbing the essence of other people's swordsmanship. Because he found that with more battles, the more games he watched, and many people from the martial arts came and went.

It is rare to see moves that make his eyes shine!

He also understood that this means that his vision has broadened a lot and that martial arts experience has become increasingly difficult to obtain. Unless he meets a master and fights with him, it is almost impossible to quickly improve the martial arts experience of Huashan Sword Technique as he did in the previous few times!

Therefore, Xiao Chen set his sights on his stronger opponent, Lin Zhonghu.

The other opponents had no intention of carefully studying their sword skills, so they became unceremonious. When they set out, the sword skills became more fierce and rapid, and difficult to resist.

Look, only more than ten moves have been fought, Xiao Chen knocked his opponent off the ring and won the first victory!

"I don't believe that he would be so powerful that he didn't beat him off the ring!"

The more Xiao Chen performed, the less the people in the audience believed in evil. Everyone in the world was all martial arts practitioners. If they didn’t fight each other personally, they wouldn’t convince people.

A second person immediately jumped onto the ring and challenged Xiao Chen.

Within ten moves this time, Xiao Chen knocked him off the ring and won the second victory. The audience was in an uproar, and they were shocked. They only felt that Xiao Chen's sword skills seemed to have become more powerful. But the more Xiao Chen became, the more interested the people in the Jianghu off the stage were, and they came to the stage to learn about his sword skills.

The third scene.

Game 4.

Game 5.

......

Game 9.

Game 10.

In another ten games, Xiao Chen put his sword back into the sheath, and his eyes scanned everyone below the stage. His mighty eyes passed by, everyone below the stage lowered their heads and dared not look directly.

This time, Xiao Chen did not shout: "Who else?"

But its effect is more powerful than shouting this sentence!

......

Just as Xiao Chen was spending all day in the ring, and his thoughts were all about martial arts and swordsmanship. Outside Luoyan Town, where Xiao Chen killed the middle-aged man in brocade robes who abused Wang Xiang and his wife that day, three red-maned horses stayed in place.

A strong man in black clothes jumped down and looked at the three corpses on the ground seriously. His face suddenly changed and he shouted: "It's the Second Master! The Second Master has been killed!"

The red-maned horse immediately, the other two strong men also changed their faces. They looked around with caution, and then they all jumped off the horse, and walked over to the corpse in three or five steps, checked the wound on the corpse, and said coldly: "It was killed by a master of swordsman! As for whether they have entered the third-rate realm, they still need to take it back. Please identify it."

"What are you waiting for? Take the corpse back!" Another strong man urged, and immediately each of them held a corpse and lay on the horse's back. They all jumped onto the horse and shouted: "Go!"

Three red-maned horses pedaled with their iron hooves and rushed towards the east avenue. Three red-maned horses galloped on the avenue for about half an hour and arrived at a city a hundred miles away.

The two big words "Dragons and phoenixes" are written on the city wall: Border Town.

The three red-maned horses did not stop and rushed into the city and ran all the way on the streets of the downtown city, which made pedestrians scream. But when they turned around, they all looked in black clothes and were silent, and they dared not speak out.

These three people are the members of the Black Clothing Gang, the largest gang in the border town. The leader of the Black Clothing Blood Hand is a famous third-rate master within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Even the city lord of the border city was polite to him and did not dare to care about his affairs. It is said that when the Black Clothing Blood Hand and the Border City lord competed for the position of the city lord, the Black Clothing Blood Hand was only half a move.

If there is a life-and-death battle, then the difference between this move can be ignored. This is also the reason why the Black Clothing Gang created by Black Clothing Blood Hand dares to act arrogantly and unscrupulously in the border town.

Besides, three big red-maned horses pulled the bodies of three men in brocade robes and headed straight to a courtyard in the center of the city.

This courtyard is only separated from the city lord's mansion by a wall. The plaque of the mansion contains three big words "Black Clothes Gang".

Three red-maned horses rushed into the mansion, and the three big men immediately shouted: "I'm informing the uncle quickly, the second master has been killed! The body has been retrieved!"

The sound spread throughout the courtyard, and the entire Black Clothing Gang was alarmed. Countless people jumped onto the eaves and headed straight for the conference hall.

When three red-maned horses arrived at the conference hall, there were already a lot of people gathered in the conference hall. The three big men jumped off the horse, each carrying their bodies into the conference hall, and putting the three bodies out in one word.

Then the three of them bowed their hands to the leader of the Black Clothing Gang sitting in the first seat and said, "Uncle, after receiving your order to find the Second Master, the three of them checked around. They found the bodies of the Second Master and the others more than ten miles west of Luoyan Town."

The old man they called was the black-clothed blood hand. As for why the black-clothed blood hand didn't like to call him the leader, they liked to call him the old man, which is unknown.

After hearing the words of the three great men, his face turned cold and he slowly walked down. His eyes glanced at the man in the brocade robe, clenched his fists tightly, and even a bloody color flashed in his right hand, indicating that his inner anger almost couldn't control his internal strength.

Trying to calm himself down, he looked at the wounds of the three people and said coldly: "The wound is sharp, it is a sword wound. But the murderer is not a third-rate realm, and there is no breath of internal force left on the wound. They fought for more than half of the incense stick, and were finally defeated by the murderer with a sweep and fell to the ground. In the end, he was pierced by a sword and died!"

Speaking of this, a trace of murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the black-clothed Blood Hand, and he shouted loudly: "Let me check it. If you find the murderer, you will definitely let him break into pieces!"
Chapter completed!