He had heard of Chen Ping 'an's name.
Even Murong Fu couldn't help but put away his folding fan and slap it.
He looked at Chen Ping 'an.
A look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
Unexpectedly,
Chen Ping 'an, who had shocked countless people in the Central Plains, had actually appeared in front of him!
It was unprecedented for a Half-step to Inborn to enter the Sons of Heaven Rankings.
It was also because of this that…
Although Chen Ping 'an was only a half-step to Inborn, he was only ranked 99th on the Sons of Heaven Roll.
However, his current reputation had spread far and wide in the martial world.
In fact, he was ranked 50th on the Sons of Heaven Rankings. In terms of reputation, he was even inferior to Chen Ping 'an!
Thinking of this,
Murong Fu's eyes lit up.
That's right! This kid's strength wasn't high, but his reputation was greater than his!
An idea suddenly popped up in his mind.
If he could defeat Chen Ping 'an in public, then his reputation…
After thinking for a while, Murong Fu felt that it was feasible.
Murong Fu sized up Chen Ping 'an, who was standing in front of him, and a hint of joy appeared in his eyes.
"Defeating him will definitely help me gain more fame in the pugilistic world.”
Murong Fu thought to himself.
The revival of Great Yan was just around the corner.
He walked forward easily and looked at Chen Ping 'an with disdain.
"You are Chen Ping 'an?"
Murong Fu said.
"That's right!"
Chen Ping 'an replied calmly.
When Huang Rong saw this, the corners of her mouth curled up proudly.
"Are you scared?"
Huang Rong looked up.
Murong Fu laughed disdainfully.
"The pot calling the kettle black, I don't believe it! Now, the lady was laughing at the 50th place with the 99th place. Don't you think it's ridiculous?”
Murong Fu mocked.
"This young lady really thinks that she's sitting in a well and looking at the sky. She's simply like a frog at the bottom of a well!”
"Chen Ping 'an is still far from my son Murong Fu!”
Bao Butong and Feng Poliu laughed along.
Huang Rong was displeased when she heard Murong Fu and the others 'mockery.
Especially the fat scholar next to Murong Fu. He was really hateful!
"According to the rankings on the Prodigy Roll, that's indeed the case. However, if we really fight, I'm afraid some people won't be able to defeat us!”
Huang Rong said provocatively.
Chen Ping 'an, who was behind her, smiled helplessly. He just watched and did not go forward to stop her.
"Murong Fu is willing to experience Young Master Chen's brilliant moves!”
Murong Fu stepped forward and cupped his fists.
Feng Poliu E and Bao Butong were delighted.
Young Master was about to make his move!
Huang Rong looked at Chen Ping 'an.
Looking at Murong Fu, Chen Ping 'an slowly let out a breath.
He also wanted to test the power of the Phantom Valley Sword Technique, and Murong Fu came at the right time!
"In that case, make your move!"
Chen Ping 'an nodded indifferently.
Hearing this,
Huang Rong's eyes were filled with joy.
Murong Fu's eyes also flashed with joy.
"Then I won't stand on ceremony!"
Murong Fu shouted,
He waved the folding fan in his hand.
He directly waved his hand at Chen Ping 'an. Just as the folding fan was about to hit Chen Ping' an's body.
Faced with this situation,
Chen Ping 'an's eyes lit up.
Just as the folding fan was about to hit him, a clear sword cry sounded and a long sword was drawn!
He used the Life-Seizing Blade Style and stabbed out with his sword!
This was the Phantom Valley Sword Technique, which could be said to be the most simplified sword technique. It went straight for Murong Fu's throat.
Even the folding fan was pierced through, and a cold light flashed!
Even Murong Fu,
Sensing the sharpness of this sword, his expression immediately changed.
He immediately closed the folding fan in his hand, wanting to use it to block Chen Ping 'an's sword.
With the sound of friction,
This sword continued to pierce straight into his throat!
Good kid!
Murong Fu frowned.
He could not block this sword anymore. He moved his feet lightly and quickly left!
Chen Ping 'an's sword also stabbed into the air.
Seeing this situation,
Bao Butong and Feng Poliu 'e were shocked!
"This!"
"That kid is only a half-step to Xiantian, but Young Master is already in the late stage of Xiantian. The difference in realms is not just one level, but he was actually forced to retreat?”
"It must be because Young Master doesn't have a weapon, so he's at a disadvantage!”
Bao Butong and Feng Poliu nodded.
If Young Master used a weapon, how could this kid block it?
Feng Poliu E pulled out a long sword and threw it at Murong Fu.
"Young Master, take the sword!"
Bao Butong shouted.
At this moment,
Murong Fu was also shocked.
At this moment, Murong Fu was quite a distance away from Chen Ping 'an. Looking at the extraordinarily handsome Chen Ping' an, he was extremely shocked.
He had underestimated this person too much.
He thought,
He had the cultivation of the Xiantian realm. Even with just a folding fan, he could beat this kid until he begged for mercy.
After all, he was ranked 50th on the Sons of Heaven Rankings! This was also his confidence as a genius.
However, recalling the exchange just now,
Murong Fu's eyes flashed with fear.
That sword just now…
Although it was ordinary, it was aimed at the vital points! He didn't know what kind of profound sword technique it was.
He absolutely could not hide his strength anymore!
He had to let this kid know how terrifying he, Murong Fu, was, ranked 50th on the Sons of Heaven Rankings!
He reached out and took the sword.
Murong Fu's eyes flashed with caution.
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