The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

After an unknown amount of time, Fang Xun, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation in the room, opened his eyes and exhaled heavily.

"This guy is really difficult to deal with."

He fought with Nangong Hen for a whole day and night, but still failed to win, and a look of depression appeared on his face.

If he just couldn't defeat the opponent, it wouldn't be a big deal. He is not someone who can't afford to lose.

But this happy boy's moves are a bit disgusting.

The foundation connects yin and yang, and can transform and release one Qi into nine hundred. It can absorb the opponent's moves, and then use one's own skills to digest twice as much and return it.

Fang Xun fought with him for a whole day and night. When the fight reached a climax, he used all his skills, but still both of them were injured.

He summoned the power of the Seven Killing Stars and used the three moves of Origin, Great Thousand, and Final.

The opponent actually absorbed all three moves despite being seriously injured, and then returned them to Fang Xun.

It feels so painful to be hit in the face by your own special move.

Nangong Hen was like an indestructible cockroach. Being seriously injured allowed his opponent to fully unleash his potential, making him more courageous as the fight went on.

It was extremely difficult for Fang Xun to fight against this martial arts madman.

"call--"

He let out a long breath, savoring the gains from yesterday's battle.

In fact, if he really disregarded everything and even burned up his essence and blood and exploded, just like the battle with Ren Piaomiao, he might be able to defeat Nangong Hen miserably.

But Fang Xun did not want to use this method to defeat Nangong Hen.

Nangong Hen becomes more and more courageous as the battle goes on, surpassing his own limits time and time again in the fight between life and death. Isn't Fang Xun also making progress bit by bit?

Every time I fight with Nangong Hen, although I can't defeat him.

Fang Xun also pushed his martial arts to the extreme, and time and time again faced Nangong Hen's bursts of "One Qi Transformed into Nine Hundred" and returned his own unique skills.

He used his opponent as a mirror, which was equivalent to feeling the three moves of Origin, Great Thousand, and End from a different angle. After trying them out himself, he discovered some flaws that he had not noticed before, which meant that he still had obvious room for improvement.

When one's strength reaches this level, it is not difficult for him to acquire new skills and fully digest them in a short period of time with his current foundation. The real difficulty lies in discovering one's own shortcomings so as to sort them out and improve them.

This special opponent made Fang Xun feel like he had found a treasure.

This happy boy, apart from his happy laughter that makes people a little irritable, is also a good opponent.

Fang Xun recalled for a while, then stood up and opened the window. Suddenly a gust of wind and snow mixed with cold air blew into the house.

The sun was rising outside and the sky was just getting bright.

Looking at the sky, Fang Xun shook his head. Fortunately, he remembered the time.

Both of them have a strong ability to recover energy, and during the fight, the injuries on their bodies are recovering bit by bit. If they really want to determine the winner, I am afraid that even if they continue to fight for ten days and ten nights, there will be no result.

If Fang Xun continued to fight with him for a while, he would miss the duel between Jian Wuyi and Li Xuanfeng.

"The timing is just right. It won't be too late to find Happy Boy and continue the fight later."

A hundred miles away from Yangfeng County is Huangyang Peak.

The wind and snow were flying between heaven and earth, covering the mountains and the earth with a layer of snow.

But at the foot of the mountain, there were huge crowds of people. Everywhere you could see martial artists holding swords and knives, all of whom came to watch the fight.

It is rare to see a duel between the thirty-six young masters like Jian Wuyi and Li Xuanfeng in the martial arts world.

"Hey, today is the duel between Jian Zi and Xiao Shen Quan, and I just happen to be itching to fight, so ask my sword first. If you don't have the guts, you can take other routes up the mountain!"

In front of the entrance to the mountain, a tall and sturdy young man with bright eyes was standing at the entrance, laughing wildly at the warriors who looked indignant.

"Humph! Too arrogant!"

Many people frowned when they saw this scene, and Fang Xun, who was in the crowd, glanced at the other party and shook his head in his heart.

"I don't know which sect he belongs to. He just broke through to the Yin God level and he wants to use this to become famous. He is just as arrogant as Black and White Man, but his strength is far inferior to his."

For a moment, everyone just frowned but did not say anything to reprimand. They looked towards the mountain road, where warriors dressed in tight clothes in groups of three or four showed fear on their faces.

The arrogant young man was wearing the same clothes as these people, and judging by the markings, they were all disciples of the Qingshan Gang.

Qingshan Gang, one of the thirty-six upper sects, was founded by Li Qingshan, the number one man in the world who rose from the grass roots to become the "Qingshan Divine Fist" four hundred years ago. It is said that in the last years of the Great Zhou Dynasty, when various forces rose up to compete for supremacy in the Central Plains, Li Qingshan also came out to help the Great Xuan Taizu.

It turned out that his vision was as accurate as that of the Tianji Sect, and he was richly rewarded in the end.

Although the Qingshan Gang did not join the imperial court like the Tianji Sect.

However, in the process of following Daxuan Taizu to conquer all directions, he also swallowed up many powerful martial arts sects that he could not get along with, and gained a lot of foundation.

Four hundred years ago, the Qingshan Gang had just been established. Apart from Li Qingshan, the number one man in the world, the other party had the power of thirty-six gangs in name only, but not in reality.

Li Qingshan was the only one who held the gang together. If he were left behind, the Qingshan Gang might be worse than a Yinshen sect.

After following the Great Xuan Taizu in his conquests, his power has been greatly developed. Now, after more than three hundred years of development, the Thirty-Six Sects are truly worthy of their name.

However, the Qingshan Gang's style of doing things is somewhat eccentric and overbearing, just like the burly young man who blocked the mountain road just to challenge a group of warriors.

Among the crowd outside the entrance, some people shook their heads and left, preparing to take another route up the mountain.

Some people looked angry and wanted to step forward to challenge, but were afraid of losing face if they were not the opponent, so they neither stepped forward nor left.

Seeing that no one came forward for a long time, the young man said disdainfully: "Why, is it that apart from the Sword Forging Pavilion, you are the only bunch of misfits left in Shuzhou?"

"Ah, you dare to look down on my Shuzhou heroes, so what if thirty-six come to my door? Look at me and defeat you!"

Perhaps stimulated by the other party's words, a young man with a sword on his back stepped forward to challenge, but was knocked down in one move, and his body was stepped into the snow by the burly young man.

"Haha, your courage is commendable, but your strength is just average. Who else is going to come?"

The burly young man laughed wildly, with an arrogant attitude.

Some young people were so excited that they wanted to step forward to challenge, but they were held back and comforted by the experienced elders around them.

"This man is ranked ninth on the Dragon and Phoenix List, Zhang Wudao from the Qingshan Gang. After he became enlightened three years ago, he went looking for masters on the Dragon and Phoenix List and challenged them one by one. He fought his way up to the ninth place.

There are few rivals among those in the Awakening Realm. I even suspect that he has already broken through to the Yin God Grandmaster level!"

In an instant, these passionate young people felt as if they were poured with ice water. Their anger cooled down and they could only grit their teeth in unwillingness, not daring to move forward.

"It's really abominable. The young talents of my Shuzhou haven't arrived yet, so I can only let this Zhang Wudao be so arrogant!"

Fang Xun was watching with great interest among the crowd. He was not in a hurry to go up the mountain. It was just the same to watch the excitement here for a while.

Zhang Wudao looked disdainful, but he was full of confidence in his heart.

'Once I achieve the status of a Yin God, I will definitely be famous all over the world. The masters of Shuzhou are ranked low on the list, so I can take this opportunity to fight them. With my strength, I may be able to win and directly enter the list!'

Although he was a burly and rough man, he knew everything in his mind. He had done his homework before coming here, and the time and place he chose were just right for him to become famous.

In the martial arts world, some people are obsessed with martial arts, some are greedy for money and lustful, and some regard fame and fortune as everything. Zhang Wudao is one of those people who loves fame.

As he thought of the wonderful thing, the smile on his face became more and more wild.

Fang Xun in the crowd suddenly had something in his mind. He sensed a familiar aura and his expression suddenly became strange.

"If nothing unexpected happens, something unexpected should happen."

Sure enough, the accident happened soon.

"Why are you blocking us here? We still have to go up the mountain!"

Suddenly, a faint fragrance wafted by, and Zhang Wudao, who was laughing wildly, suddenly felt a huge force coming over him, and he fell directly to the ground.

The crowd at the foot of the mountain burst into laughter when they saw this.

"Who?!"

Zhang Wudao was immediately filled with rage. He stood up with a somersault, the internal energy surging, and he stared at the person who came with his red eyes.

However, just as he was about to say something, his expression froze because he had seen who it was.

The person who came was dressed in green gauze, with a graceful figure, skin as white as jade, and eyes and eyebrows as picturesque as a painting. The whole person looked like an elf walking out of a painting. It was Xue Qianrou.

The girl who was forcibly taken away by her three days ago was now nestled in her arms like a little bird. No one knew what she had experienced in the past three days.

After feeling the many eyes on her, the girl's cheeks turned red with embarrassment. (End of this chapter)