Chapter 77 City Sword Meets Strong Enemy

Besides, Lu Lingfeng and the little fox have walked into the crowd at this time. Although his name is well known by many practitioners, few people have seen his true face. Therefore, no one can recognize Lu Lingfeng through the crowd, which makes him much less pressure.

Unconsciously, Lu Lingfeng walked around a wave of crowd with the little fox and came to the vicinity of a martial arts platform. Although he did not deliberately pay attention to the players on each martial arts platform, he also paid more or less attention to it. Now near the martial arts platform in front of him, there are obviously more spectators than other martial arts platforms.

"Okay, senior sister played well, defeat him, defeat this hypocrite, defeat him."

"Okay, good fight, senior sister is invincible in the world!"

Lu Lingfeng heard such an alternative shout as soon as he squeezed into the crowd. Looking at it, the woman who cheered for the stage was not the woman in the monkey mask last night. The woman is not beautiful. Her concise clothes give people a refreshing feeling and an ordinary face, but it gives people a sunny feeling. It just makes Lu Lingfeng wonder why this woman always likes to call men hypocrites! I don't know if this woman has suffered losses in the hands of men. Lu Lingfeng couldn't help thinking so.

Following the woman's eyes, Lu Lingfeng looked at the martial arts competition stage. At this time, although the competition platform is prohibited through a light wall, the prohibition is transparent, so the outside world may clearly see the competition process in the competition platform.

The woman on the martial arts stage was Xue'er, who had a relationship with Lu Lingfeng. At this time, Xue'er was facing a man dressed in red. Lu Lingfeng, who suddenly recognized the flame pattern on the man's sleeve, was a disciple of Wuyang City's divine fire religion.

It is obvious that the disciple of the Shenhuo religion is more than a little lower than Xue'er's cultivation. At this time, he has been completely passive. If it hadn't been for Xue'er's mercy, I'm afraid this disciple of the Shenhuo religion would have been defeated long ago.

Lu Lingfeng saw this and shook his head. This disciple of the Divine Fire Religion was just a dying struggle. Xue Er wanted to defeat him, but it was just a move.

"Hey, you hypocrite, what are you doing with me!" Suddenly, the woman in purple shouted. However, the woman who came back to her senses looked on the stage and immediately refreshed her spirits and shouted, "Defat him, defeat this hypocrite. Oh, sister, don't keep your hand. Let's defeat this hypocrite quickly and go shopping."

The male practitioners who originally cheered for Cher from time to time heard that the woman was called a hypocrite and looked at each other for a moment! The voice also suddenly became hoarse!

Sheer naturally couldn't hear the shouts outside. At this time, she was beautiful and wrinkled lightly. Obviously, I wonder why this disciple of the Divine Fire Religion in front of me is obviously not his opponent, but he still has to support it. Thinking of this, the long sword in Cher's hand couldn't help swinging and became brighter.

The disciples of the Divine Fire Sect, who had been painstakingly supported, naturally suffered even more when Cher increased their attack. Finally, after three moves, the disciples of the Divine Fire Sect screamed and flew backwards!

"Thank you for your mercy. I admit defeat." The disciple of the Divine Fire Religion covered his left hand and slowly stood up. But just now, he was accidentally injured in his left hand by Cher's sword spirit.

"I have given up." Cher nodded lightly and arched her hand to the disciple of the Divine Fire Religion. Also in an instant, it is forbidden to shake and be opened by the referee. Then the referee quickly took out a light book, stroked his hand on it a few times, and nodded to Xue'er.

Lu Lingfeng is not surprised. He has also seen the light book, which is a roster to record success or failure. When he won without fighting, although he did not see the referee take it out at that time, he saw several referees take out the same thing on the way just here!

"Sister, why do you spend a long time with that hypocrite and defeat him with one move? Don't be so polite to these hypocrites!" When the woman in purple saw Xue'er win, she suddenly rushed to Xue'er's side and complained.

"Sister, although we are a little more cultivated than others, we can't ignore other people's faces and stay on the front line. Don't you understand the truth that we want to see in the future?" Cher frowned when she heard the words and said with a straight face.

"Well, sister, remember the teaching of sister! Let's go shopping!" Although the woman in purple was wronged, there was no trace of repentance on her face. She still laughed, pulled Cher out of the crowd and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

Lu Lingfeng looked at the direction of the two disappearing and nodded thoughtfully. Then it disappeared into the crowd.

Lu Lingfeng played with the little fox here, but Chengjian was unlucky to meet a master in the first scene. And he is also a descendant of his enemies.

At this time, Cheng Jian looked at his opponent and looked a little ugly. Because his opponent is the most proud disciple of the master of the Gun Gate, not to mention that he is actually the nephew of the Gun King. This instantly reminds the city sword of the incident when the gun king blocked the way and robbed several people. Of course, this robbery is not money, but a divine decision between him and Lu Lingfeng.

Obviously, the people in front of him also knew that their uncle died in Longquan Mountain because of Chengjian and others. Therefore, the two can be said to be particularly jealous when they meet their enemies. However, both of them knew that their opponents should not be underestimated, so neither of them acted rashly for a moment.

Because it is the first game, and generally the game between two men, generally speaking, few people will come to watch the game. Therefore, there are not many people near the martial arts competition between the two.

However, with the passage of time, someone finally felt something was wrong here. They came to watch one after another, and some practitioners of Longcheng naturally recognized Mo Qing, the leader of the magic gun gate, who had long been famous in Dragon City. Everyone was stunned and guessed the identity of the city sword.

"I heard that there is a person who is facing Mo Qing over there. Let's go and have a look."

"Mo Qing is one of the best young masters in Longcheng. Who is so unlucky to hit such a hard stubble in the first game."

"Brother, who is Mo Qing? Is he very powerful?" Lu Lingfeng listened to the comments of people hurried by and grabbed a young monk and asked.

The person who was pulled stopped and looked at Lu Lingfeng and then at the little fox in Lu Lingfeng's arms, showing contemptuous eyes. Look at you, boy, you are not from Longcheng, are you?

"I'm really not a person from Longcheng. Please teach me." Lu Lingfeng looked at the young practitioner's eyes, but he didn't care and asked modestly. However, he wondered why Chengzong had not told him that there was such a resounding young monk in Longcheng.

"Look, you are really not a repairer of Longcheng. Mo Qing, you don't know, do you know the magic gun gate?"

"The sharp gun door? Is it rare that it is the magic gun gate of the second largest Xiuzhen sect in Longcheng? Lu Lingfeng's expression moved when she heard the words and asked a rhetorical question.

"Naturally, that's the magic gun door. Mo Qing is the first disciple of the owner of a rich family. In our Dragon City, it is said that Mo Qing is more powerful than Zhen Tianba, the first young master of Dragon City. However, this Mo Qing has always been low-key, and only became famous after killing a demon not long ago. This happened not long ago. Speaking of this, the young practitioners look full of pride! A whole pair, you practitioners from other places are definitely not as powerful as such a powerful figure.

Before Lu Lingfeng could speak, the young practitioners seemed to have thought of it. He ignored Lu Lingfeng and smoked under his feet, but in a blink of an eye, he had run several feet and wanted to come to watch Mo Qing's game.

"Mo Qing, the sharp gun gate, the gun king, does this Mo Qing have anything to do with the gun king?" After muttering to himself, Lu Lingfeng patted the little fox sleeping in his arms, smiled, and followed the stream of people to Mo Qing's martial arts arena.

"Sister, look, what's going on? Why are so many practitioners going in that direction?" The woman in purple, who was wandering around with Xue'er, suddenly said with a soft voice and some surprise.

"Two masters over there bumped into each other. Let's go and have a look!" Cher frowned and suddenly said.

"How do you know?" The woman in purple looked disbelieving.

"Let's go there. No matter who wins or loses, it will be good for our future promotion. After saying that, Xue Er ignored her sister and walked towards the city sword competition stage.

"Eh, wow, sister, wait for me, don't go so fast." When the woman in purple came to her senses, her senior sister had only one back left. The woman in purple was in a hurry and ran quickly.

The crowd fluctuated so much that Chengzong and others watching the battle platform from a high place looked at the crowd squirming below, as if ants were moving.

"The city sword has met its opponent." Aotian didn't know when he came to Chengzong and others and said. Obviously, he also noticed the movement below.

"Mo Qing, who has never found such a profound cultivation before, in the late period of the divine power spring." Chengzong pondered.

"Aotian, which of the two do you think has a greater chance?" The old man Tianshan looked down and suddenly asked.

"The city sword has a god, and with the cultivation of the divine power spring in the later period, naturally there is a great chance of winning. It's just that I feel that Mo Qing is a little weird. It's hard to say what's wrong there. So it's hard to draw a conclusion about who wins or loses. Ao Tian rarely showed a contemplative look.

"Mo Qing, I have a feud with your uncle. Although he died at this time, since I met his descendants today, I will put this old account on you." Cheng Jian looked at Mo Qing and said in a low voice.

"My uncle was killed indirectly by you and Lu Lingfeng. I don't know what hatred there is between you, but I participated in this competition to avenge this time. Hey hey, it's just that God favored me so much that I bumped into you in the first scene. You can only blame yourself for your bad luck. I will definitely put you in a different place today." Mo Qing, who was rumored to be three points more powerful than the man who fell into the demon road. At this time, his eyes were evil, and he vowed to smash the city sword into ten thousand pieces.

"Haha...haha..." The bursting laughter came from the mouth of the city sword. He seemed to hear a great joke. He was not angry but laughed. The laughter gave up. The city sword looked cold and said, "Since you have this confidence, then let's see the real chapter! Let someone in the city see the shooting under your magic gun door today. As soon as the words fell, the city sword disappeared out of thin air, and the person who appeared again had arrived at Mo Qing's side.

"Hey." Mo Qing sneered. Then the two disappeared into the boundary at the same time in an instant. It's just that the sound of fists and feet intersect from the air let others know that the two were still in the boundary. It's just that the two of them are so fast that they can't see them at all.

The onlooker made a sound, a burst of **. The two of them are so profound. As soon as you get started, you can show your superhuman speed.

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