City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

Wen Shiba was about to rush into the pavilion and fight Fang Bai, but was blocked by the ghost hand.

"With you, you don't deserve to start with my master!"

Guishou looked at Wen Shiba with contempt, and said with a mocking look: "You are not worthy of even hitting me!"

Wen Shiba is a very talented young man, but he is also an extremely proud young man. In the past 30 years, all he has heard in his ears has been praise and praise. He has hardly encountered any setbacks and hardships. He developed a narcissistic mentality of "I am the first master of the younger generation in the world of secular ancient martial arts".

But now, the first master of his younger generation, not only was despised by Fang Bai, even his apprentice dared to taunt him, so Wen Shiba was completely angered.

"court death!"

Wen Shiba's eyes were bloodshot, and he roared, his figure suddenly rose into the sky, his legs were like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, and he kicked towards the ghost hand.

Also a Profound-level beginner martial artist, Wen Shiba wanted to be defeated with a single blow, giving the ghost hand a vicious lesson, so he did not retain any strength between shots.

With his legs infused with true essence, the wind screamed when the chain kicked out, swift and fierce, and the momentum seemed unstoppable.

The full blow of the Xuan-level elementary martial artist is amazing. If you change to another martial artist of the same realm, you will never dare to easily shake the Wen Shiba attack, but may choose to avoid it.

However, Guishou is not afraid at all. As a Profound Level Elementary Realm, he possesses a combat power far surpassing that of a warrior of the same level. Facing the powerful blow of Wen Shiba, he only has disdain in his eyes.

Bang--

The ghost hand punched, adhering to Fang Bai's simple and rude style, and hit directly into the shadow of Wen Shiba's legs transformed with a punch.

Wen Shiba snorted, and the chic movement of kicking his legs in a chain stopped abruptly in the air, as if the wheel of a bicycle in high speed was suddenly inserted into a steel tube. Falling directly from the air to the ground, he fell a lot of meat and vegetables.

Nevertheless, after he landed, the fiery pain in his legs was unbearable, and he stumbled back seven or eight steps before he barely stood still, looking very embarrassed.

"Come on! Go on!"

Guishou hooked his hands towards Wen Shiba who hadn't stood still, with a playful expression on his face.

Wen Shiba did not immediately start a second attack.

One move failed to achieve the desired goal, but encountered setbacks, and Wen Shiba unexpectedly calmed down.

His eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at the palms of the ghost hands that looked warmer and more feminine than women, his eyes flickering.

"You are strong!"

Wen Shiba looked at the ghost hand with a solemn expression, and said in a solemn voice: "You are the first opponent worthy of my sword!"

He didn't see any big movements either, but with a random shake of his right hand, a soft sword appeared in his hand.

The sword was three feet long, with a cold glow, and under a slight shake, the soft and sharp blade swam like a snake, as if to choose someone to eat.

With the long sword in his hand, Wen Shiba was like a change of person. The original anger disappeared and replaced by a terrible calmness.

At this moment, Wen Shiba is the sword, and the sword is Wen Shishi. He has approached the highest realm of swordsmanship that the warrior said of "the combination of man and sword".

As for Guishou, he was still scornful and dismissive of Wen Shiba.

In the eyes of Guishou, Wen Shiba was not an opponent who could make him go all out.

Guishou's goal is to be the only strong person on the scene with a mysterious level of high-level strength, and that is Wen Xiangxin, the contemporary host of Yanyulou.

"In terms of fist, I think I am inferior to you, now... take out your weapon, let's see the difference in the weapon!"

Wen Shiba's fingers lightly stroked the sword, as if stroking his beloved woman, there was a rare gentleness in his eyes.

The warrior who uses the sword is not terrible, but the warrior who uses the sword is terrible.

A sword idiot would even devote his life to kendo. Such a person must have amazing abilities in swordsmanship.

Seeing Wen Shiba's hand stroking the soft sword, he seems to have a tendency to become a sword nerd.

No wonder Qin Yaoluo deliberately mentioned the origin of the name "Wen Shiba" just now, because the 18-stroke sword style inherited by his family was practiced to the point of proficiency, very powerful.

Qin Ling on the side looked at Wen Shiba, who was holding a sword in his hand, with a solemn expression, secretly startled.

He found that at this time, Wen Shiba, the human sword seemed to have been integrated, no matter the sword in his hand, or his human, it was filled with a sword-like sharp and violent aura, which made people afraid to approach.

"This Wen eighteen, really has his proud capital. If I fight against him, there is no guarantee of victory!"

Thinking of this, Qin Ling couldn't help but once again glanced at Fang Bai, who was standing next to her daughter, thinking that this young man, even a wizard of Tianzong, was slightly stronger than Wen's eighteenth, but he was a casual cultivator. Contend against a wealth of Yanyulou with many masters?

This time, the two of their masters and apprentices have angered Yanyulou. Even if they can safely get out of Qin's house, they will face endless troubles in the future.

There are secular laws in the secular world, and the ancient martial arts world has its rules.

Yanyulou and Fang Bai's master and apprentice are both martial artists. Once the two sides have grievances, they naturally have to act in accordance with the rules of the ancient martial arts, and use martial arts to resolve grievances without grievances.

The current battle between the two sides is not to solve their private grievances, but to Qin Yaoluo's marriage, plus being in the Qin Family Manor, so they will not see the truth.

But once the two sides left the gate of Qin's house, there would be no scruples.

If the four members of Yanyulou Wen's family hated each other, Master Bai, and wanted to get rid of them quickly, then they would be four to two, it would be difficult for Master and Disciple Fang Bai to escape.

Although Qin Ling valued Fang Bai quite a bit and wanted to help him, he didn't dare to offend Yanyulou. After sighing, he couldn't help but regret it.

Everyone on the scene was watching the confrontation between Ghost Hand and Wen Shiba. Some had serious expressions, some had nervous expressions, and only Fang Bai was the only one with a smile on his lips.

"Do you still need weapons to deal with you? My fists are enough!"

Guishou raised his arms, clenched his fists in front of his chest, and said proudly.

"Then I will cut off your fists!"

Wen Shiba's pupils suddenly shrank, and he rose into the sky with fierce momentum, and the soft sword in his hand was also pierced at this moment.

He moved with the sword, crossing the distance of several meters from the ghost hand in just one step. The soft sword came out of a hole like a poisonous snake, drawing out a phantom, and it ate towards the ghost hand's fist like lightning.

This sword is swift, fierce, and precise, and it is the essence of swordsmanship. As long as the ghost hand's reaction is slower, don't try to keep a pair of fists. (PS: Please vote!)