Grave Robber: Beginnings Fusion Hydra Cypress

When the younger brother revealed the identity of the old man, Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up and he looked at him carefully.

Among the nine old men of Su Wen, apart from the younger brother who is far away from the world, the black-backed sixth man is the facade to support his fighting strength. He has a thick-backed machete to intimidate the heroes.

When I saw it today, it certainly lived up to its reputation, and even exceeded expectations.

Although the black-backed Liu Liu is over a hundred years old, he does not look senile at all. He is still majestic and murderous.

An idea popped into Ji Changsheng's mind.

The younger brother and the black-backed sixth man are considered to be the ceiling of combat power in the old nine sects, and they are both masters of swordsmanship.

I don’t know which one of them is better?

In fact, Black Back Lao Liu also had the same idea about this. He grinned and said.

"I heard that the head of the Zhang family is a peerless master. I have wanted to compete with you for a long time. I have this opportunity today, so I can't miss it!"

As he spoke, he made a gesture of invitation.

"Let's go outside and have a show. Don't tear down the second master's house."

Of course, the younger brother would not give in. The two of them immediately came to the courtyard. Ji Changsheng and Er Erhong also came to the house to watch the battle.

Black-backed Lao Liu waved the big knife in his hand and said loudly.

"Brother Zhang, before I take action, I want to make my words clear."

"If you lose, you have to leave here obediently. We are all martial arts practitioners and we are willing to accept defeat!"

The younger brother nodded confidently.

"Okay, if I win, don't stop us."

Black-backed Sixth laughed and said that was natural.

As soon as he finished speaking, the thick-backed machete went straight to the little brother.

A cold light flashed in the little brother's eyes, and he shouted well!

With a flick of his wrist, the ancient black gold sword was unsheathed.

The two sword lights passed through the air, but they did not collide with each other, but passed by each other.

Both of these two men were extremely skilled in swordsmanship, and their movements were different from those of ordinary martial artists.

One danced his machete into a sheet of snow-white, like a ball of snowflakes protecting his body.

The other one saw only the light of the sword but no figure.

The swords were flashing in the yard and the air was freezing cold, but there was no sound of weapons clashing.

This is actually a silent competition!

After the two of them went back and forth for more than ten moves, the younger brother suddenly shouted stop.

The black-backed sixth man actually obeyed the rules and immediately put away his knife and retreated.

"What, you gave up?"

The younger brother shook his head and asked.

"Are you injured?"

The black-backed sixth man frowned and replied stubbornly.

"So what if I'm injured? It won't affect me at all!"

"Come again!"

The younger brother didn't take action, just shook his head.

"Your strength is obviously weak. If you continue to fight, you will lose in ten moves at most."

"I don't want to take advantage of you. If I win you like this, it will be a defeat without force, and you will feel dissatisfied."

Although the black-backed sixth man looked ugly, he admired his brother for not taking advantage of others' danger.

"Then you want to wait until I recover from my injuries before fighting?"

"No need, my injury won't heal, that's all."

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but advise.

"Sixth Master, since you are injured, you might as well forget it."

"Even if we win, our reputation will not be good if it gets out."

The black-backed sixth still persisted, but Er Erhong finally spoke.

"Mr. Ji, don't worry about us. This duel is very fair."

"Go on."

Ji Changsheng and his younger brother were both stunned when they heard this.

The black-backed sixth man is obviously still injured and his combat power is greatly reduced. How is this fair?

At this time, the little brother's expression suddenly changed, he took a few steps back and almost fell to the ground.

"Mr. Ji, it's not good!"

"The tea is poisonous!"

When Ji Changsheng heard this, he was stunned for a moment and quickly checked his body.

Sure enough, he was poisoned!

He looked at Er Erhong with a puzzled look.

"Second Master, what's going on?"

With his special physique, he didn't care about this toxin at all. Even if he drank arsenic from a large bowl, it was just like drinking sugar water.

What puzzled him was how could Er Erhong, who had always been upright and upright, use such despicable tricks?

A hint of unbearability flashed across Er Erhong's expression, but then she returned to her cold expression.

"Yes, it was me who poisoned you."

"In order to protect the secrets in King Xian's tomb, I will do anything!"

As soon as these words came out, even the black-backed sixth man was stunned and looked at him in shock.

"Second Master, have you really poisoned yourself?"

"This isn't like your style."

Er Erhong said coldly.

"Lao Liu, just do what you have to do."

"He was poisoned and you were injured. This is a fair duel."

It turns out that this is what he meant by fairness, but Black Back Lao Liu still felt uncomfortable and frowned.

"We are both over 200 years old together, and yet we use such shameless tactics. If word spreads, you won't be embarrassed, but I will be!"

Er Erhong frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"When did you become so pedantic? This is not like you, Sixth!"

Heibei Laoliu is just a swordsman who gets paid to do things, not a hero who saves people. In fact, he doesn't need to care about this.

The younger brother calmed down the raging blood in his chest and stepped forward.

"This is fair, Mr. Liu, let's continue."

The black-backed sixth man looked at his younger brother, but didn't make a move.

The little brother didn't take advantage of others' danger just now, how could he do anything to win?

After thinking for a while, he put away the machete, turned around and said to Er Erhong.

"Second Master, I'm sorry, I won't make any more money from you!"

Er Erhong didn't expect that Black-backed Lao Liu would change his mind before the battle. She wanted to scold him, but now that the enemy was facing a powerful enemy, she had to rely on Lao Liu to fight off the enemy, so she could only endure the bad breath.

"Okay, then I'll do it myself!"

"Lao Liu, don't leave yet. If I die, you can collect my body."

After saying that, he was ready to go off to face the younger brother in person.

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but smile slightly and said.

"No need to."

"I think this matter is quite simple, and there is no need to get into trouble like this."

Er Er Hong and Hei Bei Lao Liu both looked at him in confusion. What does this mean?

Ji Changsheng stepped forward and suddenly took action, grabbing the hands of Black-Backed Sixth and Little Brother like lightning.

Skill: The wonderful rejuvenation technique is activated!

After a few seconds.

The toxins in my body were completely eliminated and I recovered as before.

The black-backed sixth man's face was full of shock and disbelief.

"What happened? My injuries are all healed!"

"How did you do it?"

Ji Changsheng stepped back and made a gesture of invitation.

"Now it's really fair, you go ahead."

The black-backed sixth took a deep breath. Not only did he feel that his injuries had recovered, he was even in better spirits than before, as if he was thirty years younger!

As soon as the younger brother handed over his hand, he could finally have a good fight with the black-backed six. The fight just now was not enjoyable at all.

After seeing this incredible scene, Er Erhong on the side looked at Ji Changsheng with a complicated expression.

"Who is this person?"