I am a living immortal.

"Don't do it yet! I'll hold Qiu Cheng back!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the trees on both sides shook, but they did not jump out as Xu Sheng had imagined. The sound of fighting continued to be heard, and it was obvious that the people in the woods had been dragged away.

"Three evil men!"

After figuring all this out, Xu Sheng didn't care. He didn't count on this bunch of losers.

"Come!"

The iron fan fluttered and the spear swayed lightly.

Xu Sheng's skillful and cunning iron fan techniques combined with his graceful body movements are completely different from Qiu Cheng's bold and open styles. Although both seem to have their own strengths, there is a huge gap between them.

There is a method behind Qiu Cheng's bold opening and closing, not just brute force.

So the superiority and inferiority are immediately apparent.

After receiving three shots, the iron fan had bent, and Xu Sheng's hand was injured by the powerful shock, with cracks appearing in the bones and causing great pain. What's worse is that this iron fan requires the coordination of fingers, wrist strength and arms.

Now the severe pain has affected his strange methods.

"You are a little better than Tian Ruidong."

"Monster!!" Xu Sheng couldn't imagine what kind of person could wield a spear weighing thousands of pounds to such a superb level. Now that he saw it, it was even more exaggerated than he had imagined.

As expected, without fighting, one does not know the immensity of the world.

With the fifth shot, Qiu Cheng swept across and took away half of Xu Sheng's arm. The next shot went through him, and a big hole was instantly opened in his chest. Blood foam flew out and he fell to the ground.

Such a famous strong man in the world died just like that.

The silver-winged insect hiding in the dark was full of disbelief. Xu Sheng was killed in an instant with these five shots.

I was already starting to back down in my heart, and I was slowly retreating.

But before he completely retreated.

There was an unexpected incident in the battle.

The three evil men from Songshan were hit by a huge airflow and fell onto the carriage of the chief manager. In an instant, the impact of the three people caused the entire carriage to disintegrate.

The head shopkeeper rolled on the ground a few times holding the brocade box, looking quite embarrassed.

Seeing this, the guards around him gathered around him.

All three of them spat out a mouthful of blood: "Even you are here."

"It's not us, it's me. If someone can hire Jia Hai Qingtian and Qiu Cheng, then someone can hire me. I have no choice."

A man with a bronze ghost mask on his face walked out from the woods step by step.

"They couldn't invite Taoist Priest Si Chong from Qinghua Dao, nor could they invite the martial arts fanatic from Gaishan. There are only two or three masters in the world of Yan Dynasty, and I happen to be one of them."

"Demon Slaying Division?" Qiu Cheng looked at the man with the bronze mask.

"My Demon Slayer Division made a fool of itself a few days ago. Someone helped me with this matter, so I can't refuse."

"How about a fight? A duel of abilities?"

"Great!!! Finally there is an opponent who is similar to me. This is normal! This is refreshing!" Qiu Cheng was not afraid at all and pointed his spear straight at him.

"Dong Wen."

"Qiu Cheng!"

"Boom!" The ground cracked in an instant, and two figures collided with each other. The brandished iron spears whistled, and the shocking sound caused by the contact of a single hand resounded through the heaven and earth.

"Good strength."

Dong Wen felt the numbness in his hand and was also very surprised. He could no longer take the gun. He moved his hand, and aura burst out. He turned into a flash of lightning and punched out with one fist.

A roaring airflow swept through, and the spear returned to defend.

Bang!!!"

One punch was delivered, and the world was quiet.

Qiu Cheng was knocked back several steps by the punch, and Dong Wen was also shocked and slid on the ground for a distance.

"Come again!"

Qiu Cheng danced with the spear in his hand with superb skill, one shot after another smoothly and silkily, like a violent storm, each shot could pierce through steel with a force of a thousand pounds.

In contrast, Dong Wen was not afraid at all. He clenched one hand into a fist and the other into a palm, each punch heavier than the last and each palm faster than the last.

The people present had no idea what both sides were doing. The ground cracked, trees fell, and the sound of collisions continued to be heard in the air. The momentum alone was enough to make everyone retreat.

Amidst flying sand and rocks, the two exchanged no less than a thousand moves.

Both sides are masters of the master level. One of them had already reached the master level ten years ago. Ten years later, his spear skills were unmatched. It is not an exaggeration to say that he is the contemporary spear master. With a thousand-pound spear in his hand, he looks down on all the heroes.

The other one is the most mysterious. He is one of the two commanders of the Demon Slayer Division. He captures and slays demons with martial arts. His martial arts skills have reached perfection. He is also the only one who is unique in the Demon Slayer Division.

The battle between the two sides allowed everyone to witness what a peak showdown between the strongest martial artists of the contemporary era was like.

The momentum generated by each punch and grab was like an overwhelming tidal wave.

"Happy! So happy!!"

Qiu Cheng could feel Dong Wen's strength. This was how it should be. He felt that his stagnant marksmanship was actually improving, which was why he returned to the martial arts world.

Dong Wen went from admiration to disbelief.

“We are still making progress at this point.”

"There is no limit to martial arts, only the mind can advance, only fighting can lead to progress!"

“Come again!!!”

Qiu Cheng's words were like thunder in his ears, making Dong Wen feel a long-lost passion in his blood. This kind of persistence and pursuit of martial arts was what it should be. It had been a long time since he had fought so purely, without any other thoughts, just for fighting and enjoyment.

The battle between the two sides did not stop for a moment, from the initial probing to an all-out fight.

The spear pierced the bronze mask, and the iron fist punched out to continue the past.

Both sides draw nourishment from this battle.

Keep growing and getting stronger.

Until!!!

"boom!!!"

The huge shock made the official road unable to withstand the battle between the two people and it collapsed, and both of them flew backwards.

There were handprints one after another on the spear made of black iron, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Dong Wen suffered severe internal injuries, and a piece of his bronze mask was missing. His hands were bleeding due to too many blows.

The temperament of both sides reached its peak.

"The last move, get it!" Dong Wen smiled and made a gesture with his hands.

"Mountain-breaking force!"

"Come!"

Qiu Cheng only said one word, and then the spear thrust out with this peak shot full of energy and spirit.

The world fell silent, and it was a long time before the sound of the body returned to the ears.

The people present had a buzzing sound in their ears and their vision became blurry. When they opened their eyes, everything within hundreds of meters turned to ashes.

Both of them stood there, obviously exhausted.

"Is this... really something a human can do?" The head shopkeeper looked at the destruction caused by the battle between the two men, then looked at the brocade box in his hand, and suddenly felt that this so-called immortal notes was not so desirable.

"you win."

Dong Wen spoke, then limped away.

Qiu Cheng let out a long breath, his eyes went dark and he fainted. The head shopkeeper immediately asked someone to help him up.

See this situation.

The silver-winged insect was delighted. This was the opportunity. As for the ethics of the martial arts world, he had already obtained the immortal notes. Why should he still stay in the martial arts world?

"How about you all hand over your things?"

The shopkeeper's heart sank. There was someone else...