Time flies and two days pass.

The news about Lei Zhen, the top master of Xuanwu Sect, and Lu Chen asking for a battle has been widely circulated in the world.

All the warriors who heard about it came here one after another, intending to have a quick look.

On one side is the chief of the Xuanwu Sect's Hall, the Tyrannical Crazy Sword who stands on the Heavenly Ranking, Lei Zhen.

On the other side is Lu Chen, a dark horse who has become famous recently.

The duel between the two set off a craze in the world.

Therefore, many people rushed to Qiyun Mountain early before dawn.

At this moment, at the foot of Qiyun Mountain.

"I didn't expect so many people to come?"

Lu Chen couldn't help but be a little surprised when he looked at the densely packed vehicles.

I thought it was just an ordinary fight, but I didn't expect it to cause quite a stir.

"This is how the Xuanwu Sect is. Whenever famous disciples want to fight in the ring, they will build momentum in advance and show off their prestige. This is already an unwritten rule among the various sects." Wang Xuan has long been used to it. .

"Yeah?"

Lu Chen smiled lightly: "Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we lose in such a big battle?"

"lose?"

The corner of Wang Xuan's mouth twitched.

That was the Dominating Sea Crazy Sword Lei Zhen. Looking at the entire Xuanwu Sect's younger generation, there were few opponents.

How could such a being lose?

It is precisely because of the certainty of victory that the Xuanwu Sect will be so grand this time.

Not only the notary was invited, but also elite disciples from various sects were invited to watch.

Trying to show off his power and rectify his reputation.

"Brother Chen, it's too late to regret now. Are you sure you want to go up?" Wang Xuan asked tentatively.

"We've already come, why should we back down midway? Let's go, let's wait for a while on the mountain to see the thunder!"

Chase Lu stretched himself, and then walked up the mountain step by step along the stairs.

Halfway up the mountain, a fierce fighting suddenly penetrated my ears.

Lu Chen looked sideways and saw a group of people fighting in the dense forest on one side of the road.

In preparation, it was a dozen strong men besieging an old man.

The old man has white beard and hair. Although he is thin and thin, his movements are extremely agile.

His palm technique is so ethereal that it is difficult for people to guard against it, and it is obviously of a superior level.

Even if he is besieged, he still does not fall behind.

Behind the old man, there was a pretty girl protecting him.

"Hmph! It's so shameless for so many people to beat an old man! Brother Chen, I'm going to help!"

When Wang Xuan saw it, his sense of justice was overwhelming and he immediately rushed forward.

Lu Chen shook his head and could only follow.

"Hey! What are you doing?!"

As soon as the two of them got close, they were blocked by the girl who was watching the battle.

"This old man is in danger, I'm going to help!" Wang Xuan said.

"No! How could these little thieves hurt my grandfather?" the girl refused.

"That's your grandfather?" Wang Xuan was stunned: "Aren't you worried that something will happen to him?"

"Hmph! My grandfather is Deng Xingchang, the head of the Iron Master Sect! His cultivation has already reached an extraordinary level. Just a few thieves are not enough to fill his teeth. Just wait and see!" The girl looked proud.

Hearing this, Wang Xuan couldn't say anything anymore and just watched the battle silently.

Sure enough, after a lot of fighting, the old man named Deng Xingchang suddenly started to exert strength.

I saw that his palms were flying together, and the shadows of his palms were shot out like a heavy rain.

More than a dozen strong men could not stop him at all. They were each hit with a palm, causing serious injuries and vomiting blood.

"Damn it! This is a tough fight! Get out of here!"

As the leader shouted, everyone immediately dispersed, not daring to stay for long.
Chapter completed!