Chapter 261 Backhand

There were many people watching the excitement around, but they didn't dare to get too close. When they heard that a duel was about to take place, they immediately ran to the duel location.

Some people were worried about missing the exciting battle and even turned around to lead their horses in order to get a good position.

But those who do this are just fooling around.

The master, who needs to ride a horse to get there as quickly as possible, has no chance of understanding the duel between three high-level martial artists.

However, what is strange is that although Young Master Yu, who is already a high-level warrior, does not ride a horse, he rides in a carriage and lifts the curtain on one side to hang far behind.

Tian Yangyi stood clearly beside Feng Jun and walked with him. At the same time, he whispered, "This is very weird today. You should be more careful."

Do you still need to say this? The corners of Feng Jun's mouth twitched, and then he smiled nonchalantly, "I haven't paid much attention to them yet, but I want to see what they want to play."

"Anyway, once you do something, you just have to be ruthless," Tian Yangyi sighed and said helplessly, "No matter what, when doing things in the world of mortals, you still have to consider the factors of the government."

This is the importance of rules. He is reminding the other party that even if an immortal enters the world of mortals, it is not good to just force them.

By the time they arrived at the duel venue, nearly a thousand people had gathered here. The venue was a flat river bank about one mile square, with dense grass and a large number of pebbles.

On the right side of the plain, there is a small mound three to four feet high. The prince and Beiyuan Bo are on it, each sitting on a chair. There is a tea table between them with a number of tea cups on it.

Around them, there were seven or eight officials sitting, and in front of them, there were county soldiers forming a formation to protect them.

Seeing this scene, Feng Jun subconsciously felt a little repelled. He was here for a life-and-death duel, not for people to watch a monkey show.

Tian Yangyi can understand his mood - most warriors regard dueling as sacred.

But he was really helpless and could only whisper, "I'll go get the duel documents for you."

No matter how good the other party's promise is, it is still unfounded, and it is more formal to write a document.

Feng Jun took out another twenty gold leaves and handed them to Lang Zhen, "Go to the banker. If I win a hundred, I will pay one. If the opponent wins, I will pay ten to one... I will pay twenty to one."

This is indeed a bit arrogant. Seeing the yellow gold leaves, some people are a little eager to try it - is it really 20 for one?

But the information that Lang Zhen received was not just this. He backed out for a mile and a half before he stopped, and then shouted loudly, "Place your bets, place your bets... If the miracle doctor wins, you will pay one hundred, if the miracle doctor loses, you will lose one." Twenty for one."

Not long after, the Yu family came over. Young Master Yu raised the car curtain and asked with a smile, "Can I put as much as I want..."

Those who noticed this scene were not only the Yu family but also the Tian family. Soon a large number of the Tian family also came over.

Uncle Beiyuan and Prince Yongyi finally noticed this place.

The prince sneered and said to the middle-aged man beside him, "Twenty for one? Go and press two hundred taels of gold!"

The middle-aged man's face was pale and beardless. At first glance, he looked like a eunuch. His voice was also soft and soft, "Your Majesty, we didn't bring that much."

The gold from the Duke's Mansion didn't come from the strong wind. They borrowed the Duke's ceremonial guard when they came out this time. It was basically impossible to spend money on the way, and there were many people treating guests and sending off gifts.

When they heard that the prince was short of money, someone immediately said, "If I have it here, I can use it as a birthday gift to the Duke's wife."

Yes, everyone knows that the prince is here to prepare a birthday gift for his mother, and basically everyone present is not qualified to celebrate his birthday.

But the crown prince said, as a human son, how could I accept gifts on behalf of my mother? "The next golden armor talisman is ready."

The golden armor talisman is a talisman used for defense. This thing is not a genius treasure, but it is better than a genius treasure. It is the handwriting of an immortal. It is impossible to have a wild one and it can be used without immortal energy.

That is to say, Tianhuang nobleman, the top second-generation prince of the country, has such a thing in his hands, and even the Beiyuan uncle's house does not have it.

The market price of this item is also two hundred taels of gold, but there is a price but no market. If it is in stock, it is not less than two hundred taels, and if it is not in stock, there is no way to spend money.

Uncle Beiyuan originally thought that something was wrong, but the prince's generous gesture immediately diverted his attention.

When he realized, why were the Tian family and the Yu family running behind? The battle is about to begin.

Feng Jun took the document, checked it, put it away, and confronted the other party more than ten feet away.

"Start!" As the county magistrate presiding over the duel gave the order, Feng Jun swayed, and with the bright silver sword in his hand, he slashed hard at Duke Yongyi's guest, who was a bit worse in cultivation.

"Huh?" The prince frowned slightly when he saw this sword, "Is this...a quasi-spiritual weapon?"

The knife used by Feng Jun was a quasi-spiritual weapon traded to him by the Yu family. The bright silver knife looked a little shabby, but the knife was thick and simple, and it was indescribably majestic when used.

"It's a quasi-spiritual weapon," Beiyuan Bo nodded slightly, his expression a little solemn, "This bastard..."

He was scolding his younger brother Bao Geer. Uncle Beiyuan was granted a military title. Although he was a peer, he could still be considered a family with military merit.

He could tell at a glance that the sword technique used by Feng Jun was the "Hundred Battles Sword Technique" in his family's collection. Although the opponent's momentum was amazing, the use of the sword technique was still a bit unfamiliar, and he had obviously acquired it recently.

Besides that bastard Bao Geer, who could teach this man such sword skills?

Feng Jun seemed to be the first to take action, but he was actually snoring secretly in his heart: Bastard, you actually used a dirty trick?

Although his sword skills were fast, the attacks launched by the tall and strong man were even faster.

This person's eyes flashed with strange light, attracting the opponent's attention with an extremely strange flash.

Feng Jun only glanced at it, and then he felt dizzy, his hands and feet were a bit inoperable, and he couldn't help but be shocked: Ecstasy eyes?

The Ecstasy Eye is actually a spiritual attack. It is extremely rare among martial artists to master similar attacks.

More often, martial artists use some drugs and sound waves to create illusions in their mental attacks to confuse their opponents.

This person is quite extraordinary, and Duke Yongyi’s guest actually uses sound and light attacks.

This guy is holding a sledgehammer in one hand and a shield in the other. The head of the hammer is as big as two human heads. If there are no accidents, it should be hollow.

The most important thing is that these two weapons are not smooth. There are countless fine planes on them. At first glance, they look like a lot of diamonds combined.

During the duel, the sun had already come out, and the light reflected from the fine planes was enough to dazzle people and make them unable to distinguish.

Unexpectedly, during the fight, this guy would hit the shield with a sledgehammer from time to time, making a weird muffled sound. Every sound could make people's blood stagnate and make them dizzy.

The most terrifying thing is the power of the two of them joining forces. These two are masters who cannot be looked at directly. Whoever is their opponent will still be one versus two. You can imagine the pain.

Feng Jun's combat power is extremely high, but he cannot catch his opponent with his eyes, so he cannot inflict critical hits.

In the blink of an eye, the three of them fought for more than 20 rounds. Seeing Feng Juntu flying like a falcon and falling like the wind, and actually able to hold a steady fight, countless people couldn't help but secretly sigh: With such a great reputation as a miracle doctor, It's really not a coincidence.

But... with this little fighting power alone, I'm afraid we can't slaughter Xiantian one after another, right?

Seeing this, the Crown Prince couldn't help but cast a sidelong glance at Uncle Beiyuan, turned his head and asked softly, "Wasn't the poison... not administered?"

Uncle Beiyuan picked up the tea cup and pretended to drink the tea. He answered softly without moving his lips, "Maybe he has the Yu family's antidote pills...he made a miscalculation."

"Then..." The prince's eyes narrowed, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

"Yeah," Uncle Beiyuan hummed, holding the teacup in one hand and making a strange gesture with the other.

In front of everyone, if you can forcefully defeat the opponent through duel, that would be great. If you really can't win, then you can only use the art of flexibility.

Feng Jun relied on his flexibility to run back and forth to dodge, while listening to the wind to identify his position and launch an attack, but he was secretly wondering: With such a small scene, you think you can do nothing to defeat me?

No matter what other plans the opponent had, after fighting for so long, he felt that his physical strength was slightly declining: it seemed that he would have to learn a better set of movements in the future.

But now, can we get two grenades out?

He was just thinking about what kind of trouble the grenade would cause to the other party, when suddenly a warning sign arose in his heart.

Without thinking, he put his left hand directly into the special pocket on his waist. There was a mobile phone with the lock screen turned off. He skillfully entered "People Nearby".

Feng Jun wanted to see what kind of masters were around.

However, after watching for a long time, there were only two opponents within 60 meters, and there was no unexpected person.

Then he switched to "surrounding weapons" and didn't find any unsightly weapons - no one made a sneak attack.

But why did I have such a creepy feeling?

There must be something going on that I don’t know about! He thought again and replaced it with "surrounding metal" - metal products may cause harm to him, even if they are not weapons.

Unfortunately, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net he still didn't find anything.

When he changed to "surrounding ores", he finally suddenly discovered that fifty meters away from him, an unusually familiar purple light spot appeared - holding grass, is it a spiritual stone?

He changed it to "surrounding spiritual stones" and checked again. Sure enough, it was the spiritual stone - "the spiritual stone in use".

The problem...must appear on that spiritual stone!

He quit the phone and stopped fighting. He jumped away from his opponent and stabbed him hard twice, pushing the opponent further away before looking in the direction of the spirit stone.

However, in just a few short breaths, a thick white mist appeared out of thin air in the space, making it difficult for him to distinguish things.

At the same time, the crowd watching the battle also exclaimed, "Zhoucao... what is that vast white patch?"

"I can't see it anymore. Who did this?"

Of course, some people saw the trick, "The holding grass... is actually a formation. Is it shameful to use formations in a duel?"