Chapter 37 Let's Fight

Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, and the shrill and cold voice seemed a little familiar, where have you heard it before.

Immediately, when two shadows crossed the wall of Linshan Courtyard like black clouds and floated over, the expression of Linshanhou changed, and he finally remembered it.

"How dare you come to Benhou's place." Linshanhou was angry.

This person is the pseudo-transcendent realm of Mofengtang who fought against him not long ago and lost both sides.

"In the world, is there any place that I, Yin Luosheng, dare not go." The black-robed man at the head laughed strangely, and his voice was extremely harsh.

"Since you're here, don't think about returning to the Demon Wind Hall alive." Lin Shanhou sneered, his eyes bursting with murderous intent.

The crowd was horrified.

Magic Wind Hall!

The three words are very sensitive, and immediately alerted everyone, with sharp eyes and a bit of murderous intent.

Mofengtang is in chaos everywhere, and it is simply too arrogant to dare to appear here blatantly now.

Marquis Wushan also widened his eyes and shot out a fierce murderous intent, locking the black-robed man Yin Luosheng.

"Since I dare to come, I have the confidence to retreat, you can't leave me." Yin Luosheng laughed, it sounds very uncomfortable, but it is the truth.

In the face of the pseudo-transcendent realm, even dozens of real martial realms can't help them. They can come and go freely. In the same pseudo-transcendent realm, it may be possible to defeat the opponent, but it is extremely difficult to kill the opponent. Even if two pseudo-transcendent realms join forces, if the other party wants to escape, at most they will pay a little price.

This is also the reason why Marquis Linshan did not directly take action. He had fought against this person before, and both were injured regardless of the outcome.

"What purpose?" Lin Shanhou calmed himself down.

"As expected of a prince." Yin Luosheng smiled strangely, sounding like praise and sarcasm: "It's very simple, I'll bring my disciple here and have a bet with your disciple."

"Gambling battle..." Lin Shanhou was puzzled.

"Gambling war!" Situ Zhan and the others in the Silver Sword Fortress were secretly shocked, and thought that the people from Mofengtang were also coming to compete for the ground-level superb exercises.

Everyone was even more surprised, and it was another novice disciple of Linshan Hou.

Chen Zong was very helpless, and he became the target again.

A cold and sharp gaze fell on Chen Zong through the black robe. Chen Zong looked over, but could not see the figure under the black robe.

"My disciple's cultivation base is still weak, and his combat power is only three-star." Lin Shanhou frowned slightly, and he didn't understand what the devil at Mofengtang was doing.

"My disciple's own combat power does not exceed three stars." Yin Luosheng specifically explained: "My disciple wins, Tianluo Mountain belongs to my Demon Wind Hall, and you must not interfere in any way in front of the mountain. Disciple wins, Mofengtang will never step into Linshan County for half a step.”

It is only said that Linshan Hou must not interfere, and no other forces are mentioned. First, because Linshan County is under the jurisdiction of Linshan Hou, only Linshan Hou has this right. Second, even if other forces want to interfere, Mofengtang. Don't even pay attention.

This bet is not too big.

If it loses, Mofengtang will enter Linshan County to develop and grow in an open and fair manner. It will scrape Linshan County’s territory and embezzle Linshan County’s resources. It is not a good thing for any force in Linshan County.

But the current Mofengtang, although it has not grown and developed in Linshan County, has been searching everywhere, causing a lot of influence, but it is not clear where they are, and it is difficult to deal with.

If it wins, Mofengtang will completely withdraw from Linshan County, and will no longer step in half a step, and will not affect the forces.

Both advantages and disadvantages are immediately obvious.

Lin Shanhou did not answer immediately, weighing the pros and cons.

The significance of this gambling war is different from that of the Silver Sword Fort gambling war, and it must be treated with caution.

Yin Luosheng did not urge and waited quietly, with a trace of gloom all over his body.

Wushanhou also stood aside and did not speak. Although he and Linshanhou did not deal with each other, in this case, he was very clear about how to choose him, and his position was clear.

If it wasn't for the uncertainty, he would have shot and killed the black-robed man.

However, now look at the choice of Linshanhou.

Many eyes fell on Lin Shanhou's face, making Lin Shanhou feel a pressure, as if invisible, his shoulders were much heavier.

"Of course, you can also choose to shoot at me." Yin Luosheng suddenly smiled, not at all afraid, since he dared to come here, he is confident that he will retreat.

"Master, but it's up to you to decide." Chen Zong said with a bow, noticing the gaze of the Marquis Linshan.

"In that case, let's fight." Linshan Hou made a decision directly.

"Master Hou is so bold." Yin Luosheng laughed strangely.

"Wait a moment." Duan Zhixing suddenly said, and stood up to greet the Linshan Hou: "Master Hou, the matter is very important, I, Aojian Villa, would like to do my part, and let my son take the shot first."

"Hey, are you planning to fight the wheel or join forces?" Yin Luosheng's words were full of ridicule, making people blush.

"Many thanks to Villa Master Duan, but Chen Zong can take action in this battle," said the Marquis of Linshan.

In the final analysis, Yin Luosheng proposed the gambling battle between his disciples and Linshanhou's disciples, not others. Linshanhou agreed, and he could not go against it.

The martial artist world has the rules of the martial artist world, which has nothing to do with cultivation and status. Of course, some people will abide by it, and some people will not.

It is his own character that he will abide by the mountain waiting.

"Fight with me and prepare to die." Yin Luosheng's disciple said, his voice was the same as Yin Luosheng's, it looked gloomy, and a trace of murderous intent seemed to cover Chen Zong's body through the air, and the gloomy wind struck.

Stepping forward, Yin Luosheng's disciple strode forward, the cold aura became stronger and stronger, the cloudy wind blew, and the temperature of the surrounding air dropped rapidly.

"It won't be me who will die." Chen Zong responded without hesitation, pulled out the Red Thunder Sword and the Guque Sword, and walked slowly towards the other side. Under the footsteps, his aura was also raised, with an amazing edge.

Everyone stared at it with wide eyes. From the breath alone, Chen Zong, a disciple of Linshan Waiting, was at the peak of Rank 8, yes, it was the peak of Rank 8, not the late Rank 8.

The cultivation of Yin Luosheng's disciples is at the early stage of the ninth rank of Jin Jingjing.

Two super geniuses.

Yang Tianzhao was quite helpless. Originally, this should have been a battle between him and Chen Zong, and Wushan Hou was also a little stunned. He was originally a spoiler, but now he has become a bystander.

However, let's take a look. I know the strength of my own disciple, but I don't know how strong the disciple of Lin Shanhou is. In this battle, I can see clearly, who is higher than my disciple, Fei Yuan. Low, you can see at a glance.

Chen Zong and Yin Luosheng's disciple kept approaching each other, and the distance was only ten meters. In an instant, both of them entered the realm of the unity of spirit, energy and spirit, and Chen Zong could feel that the unity of spirit, spirit and spirit of the other party also reached the perfect state.

When the distance was shortened to ten meters, Yin Luosheng's disciple suddenly burst out, as if a gust of black wind roared and swept in, at an extremely fast speed, with an astonishing coldness, as if a dark gust of wind roared.

Chen Zong only felt the shadow in front of him flickering, and he had already crossed ten meters. This speed was not much better than that of his own shocking step. His large black robe sleeves waved, causing bursts of cyclone, and Chen Zong even caught sight of it. A black light spurted out from it, and it was a palm print.

The palm print is black, condensed with a high degree of internal strength, and its power is terrifying. It can shatter the steel with one palm, and press hard against Chen Zong's chest. The highly concentrated palm pressure directly compresses and collapses the air under the palm, and the palm print does not reach it. , Chen Zong can feel the terrifying power contained in it, if he is hit by this palm, even his own Primordial Body cannot resist.

Fast, sudden, violent, but Chen Zong did not panic at all.

Such as red lightning tearing the sky, with astonishing edge and domineering counterattack, stabbed the opponent's face with a sword.

It seems like the practice of perishing together, but Yin Luosheng's disciples have to dodge.

Although Chen Zong can be hit with one palm, it may not be able to kill him, and if he is stabbed by a sword, the probability of death is even higher.

The decisive palm flew back quickly like a black cloud, while Chen Zong's sword pursued tightly, streaks through a dazzling light, suddenly accelerated, and pierced the opponent.

Unexpectedly, it was just a phantom.

The moment the sword pierced the opponent, Chen Zong knew that he had failed, and he turned around without hesitation.

The Yin Luosheng disciple was appearing under the Guque sword, as if he had been sent to Chen Zongjian to die. He raised his arms and poured his inner strength into it. If it was made of fine steel, it could resist the slash of the Guque sword.

The sound of gold and iron was harsh, and Chen Zong could feel the vibration from the ancient sword.

"Death!" Yin Luosheng's disciple resisted the slash of Gu Que Sword with one hand, and took the opportunity to pierce through the sleeve of his robe with the other hand, like a poisonous snake coming out of a hole, and from a strange and tricky angle, slammed into Chen Zong's heart.

Destroy your heart!

Before his vigor had reached, Chen Zong already felt his heart beating violently as if it had been hit.

Hun Tian Po Yuan... The Great Flying Dragon Sword!

After the cultivation base reached the peak of rank eight, Chen Zong's internal energy became more powerful and domineering, and he poured it into the red thunder sword. The dragon's roar burst into flames, and the sword's light burst into flames, turning into a red flying dragon. Yin Luosheng disciple.

Three-star extreme combat power!

Whether it is Chen Zong or Mofengtang Yin Luosheng disciples, they all have three-star combat power.

Yin Luosheng's disciples have a three-star ultimate combat power, and everyone is not surprised. It would be strange if they didn't, but they all heard about the party half a month ago. Chen Zong's combat power only reached the peak of three-star, just half a In a month, it has reached the three-star limit. This improvement is too amazing.

"If you give this son more time, wouldn't it be..."

"At least four-star combat power is inevitable."

Three-star combat power can only be the roost in one county, and can only be famous in one state, but in the entire dynasty, it is nothing, only four-star combat power can truly be regarded as stepping on the road. The stage for the younger generation of geniuses throughout the dynasty.

It can be said that the current Chen Zong already has the qualifications to step on the stage of the genius of the younger generation of the dynasty. The difference is only some time. According to the potential shown by Chen Zong, this time will not be too long.

Lin Shanhou looked calm, because he already knew that Chen Zong had a three-star limit combat power, and it was not as simple as an ordinary three-star limit.