Belch!

The moment Chen Ning saw the vulture make a move, he snorted in surprise.

As soon as the master makes a move, he will know if there is one.

This seemingly ordinary ruffian vulture, turned out to be a master who was not simple.

Chen Ning took a step back and easily avoided the vulture's sharp sword.

The real name of the vulture is Qiu Long, and he has practiced knives since he was a child, and a scimitar has been practiced by him to the level of supernatural perfection.

He is known as the sword king of the western realm, and he has been crisscrossing the western realm for more than ten years, and rarely encounters opponents.

Chen Ning was surprised that Qiu Long was a master!

As everyone knows, at this moment, Qiu Long's heart was even more shocked.

Qiu Long's move just now used seventy percent of his strength, and he originally planned to solve Chen Ning cleanly with a single sword.

But what shocked him was that the knife he was determined to win was easily dodged by Chen Ning.

Meet the strong!

Qiu Long thought to himself: Chen Valve's 10 million is really not easy to earn, and this Chen Ning is really not easy to kill.

He was shocked at this time, his steps moved quickly, and the scimitar in his hand was faster than a knife, launching a stormy offensive against Chen Ning.

Chen Ning was like a leisurely stroll, and like a willow catkins fluttering in the wind, easily and calmly dodging all the attacks of Qiu Long.

The moment Chen Ning dodged all of Qiu Long's attacks, he counterattacked.

Chen Ning's fingers flicked on the opponent's scimitar like lightning!

While!

A crunch!

The scimitar in Qiu Long's hand was directly shattered like glass.

Qiu Long's pupils dilated, and his face was full of horror.

Chen Ning flew up again and kicked Qiu Long in the chest.

Bang!

Like a kite with a broken string, Qiu Long flew out upside down and fell heavily to the ground, vomiting a mouthful of blood.

Chen Ning looked at Qiu Long condescendingly, and said coldly: "Look at your skills, you are not a ruffian in the market, you should be a famous master." ”

"Who sent you?"

Qiu Long's expression changed drastically, and he said hesitantly: "I don't know what you are talking about......"

Chen Ning said coldly: "If you don't want to say it, then I can only break all your hands and feet, even if you are cured, you will be half a waste." Don't say go back to the top level, you just have a problem swinging a knife. ”

Qiu Long's face turned pale when he heard this!

Beauty is most afraid of being disfigured, and chivalrous people are most afraid of being abolished.

He is a dignified sword king in the Western Realm, and he is obsessed with practicing knives, if he is really abolished and he can't practice knives, it will really be worse than killing him.

Chen Ning said coldly: "Say, who sent you?" ”

Qiu Long gritted his teeth and said with difficulty: "Second Master Chen Valve, Chen Benlei, he gave me 10 million, let me find a chance to kill you, it's best not to let people know that it has something to do with them Chen Valve." ”

Chen Ning frowned slightly when he heard this, then stretched out, and said calmly: "It turned out to be Chen Valve, you can go." ”

"Thank you Mr. Chen for not killing!"

Qiu Long was pardoned, thanked Chen Ning, and then covered his injured chest, stumbled away with a few followers.

But Qiu Long didn't go far when he was suddenly stopped by a group of people.

Qiu Long raised his head, and when he saw the leader who blocked his way, he couldn't help but exclaim: "Second Master Chen! ”

That's right, it was Chen Benlei and his men who stopped Qiu Long's way.

Chen Benlei looked at Qiu Long expressionlessly, and said coldly: "Qiu Long, you, the Sword King of the Western Realm, are not only vain, but also cowardly as a mouse, you have disappointed me." ”

Qiu Long was shocked when he heard this: "Second Master Chen, I ......"

Chen Benlei said coldly: "Black hat, send him on the road!" ”