Go crazy!You call me the ultimate?

When the younger brother revealed the identity of the old man, Ji Changsheng's eyes lit up, and he took a closer look.

It is known that among the old nine sects, apart from the little brother who is floating in the world, the black-backed sixth son is the facade to support the fighting power, with a thick-backed machete, shocking the heroes.

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

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

An idea popped up in Ji Changsheng's mind.

The little brother and the black-backed sixth son, both of whom can be called the ceiling of combat power among the old nine sects, and both are masters who are good at using knives.

I don't know who is better between them?
In fact, regarding this point, the black-backed sixth child also had the same idea, he grinned and said with a smile.

"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!"

Said, made a gesture of please.

"Let's go outside and make gestures, don't demolish the second master's house."

The younger brother naturally wouldn't be cowardly, the two came to the courtyard immediately, Ji Changsheng and Er Yuehong also came to the house to watch the battle.

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

"Brother Zhang, before I do anything, I want to make things clear."

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

The little brother nodded confidently.

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

The black-backed sixth child laughed, and said it was natural.

As soon as the words fell, the thick-backed machete went straight to the little brother.

A cold light flashed in the little brother's eyes, the cry came well!
With a flick of the wrist, the ancient black gold knife was unsheathed.

The two saber lights streaked across the air, but they did not collide with each other, but passed by.

These two people's saber skills are superb, and when they move their hands, they are different from ordinary martial arts.

One danced the machete into a piece of snow white, like a ball of snowflakes protecting the body.

The other is that there is only the light of the knife, but no figure.

The courtyard was gleaming with knives and cold, but there was no sound of weapons banging.

This was a silent competition!

After the two of them walked back and forth for more than ten strokes, the younger brother suddenly called to stop.

The black-backed sixth child was also very disciplined, and immediately withdrew his knife and retreated.

"What, you admit defeat?"

The little brother shook his head and asked.

"Are you hurt?"

The black-backed sixth child frowned, and replied stubbornly.

"So what if I get injured? It doesn't affect at all!"

"Come again!"

The little brother didn't do anything, just shook his head and said.

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

"I don't want to take advantage of you. If I win you like this, it will be an invincible victory, and you will be dissatisfied in your heart."

Although the black-backed sixth son had an ugly face, he admired the younger brother for not taking advantage of others.

"Then you want to wait until I recover from my injury before hitting me?"

"No, my injury won't heal, so be it."

Ji Changsheng couldn't help persuading.

"Master Liu, since you are injured, forget it."

"Even if we win, the reputation will not be good if we spread it."

The black-backed sixth child still persisted, and Er Yuehong finally spoke.

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

"continue."

Ji Changsheng and the younger brother were taken aback when they heard the words.

The black-backed old sixth man was obviously injured, and his combat power was greatly reduced. How could this be fair?

At this time, the little brother suddenly changed his face, took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

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

"There is poison in the tea!"

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

Sure enough, it was poisoned!
He looked at Er Yuehong suspiciously.

"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 big bowl, it was just like drinking sugar water.

What puzzled him was how could Er Yuehong, who had always been upright and upright, use such a despicable trick?
A trace of unbearableness flashed across Er Yuehong's expression, but then her cold expression returned.

"That's right, it was my poison."

"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 child was stunned, looking at him in shock.

"Second Master, are you really poisoned?"

"That's not like your style."

Er Yuehong said coldly.

"Lao Liu, just do what you should do."

"He was poisoned, you were wounded, and this duel is fair."

It turned out that what he was talking about was fair, but the black-backed sixth child still felt uncomfortable and frowned.

"The two of us are both over 200 years old. If you use such a shameless move, if it spreads, you are not ashamed, but I am ashamed!"

Er Yue Hong frowned slightly, and said in a deep voice.

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

The black-backed sixth son is just a swordsman who takes money to do things, not a hero who saves the common people. In fact, he doesn't need to care about these things.

After the little brother calmed down the churning blood in his chest, he stepped forward and said.

"That's fair, Sixth Master, let's continue."

The black-backed sixth child looked at the little brother, but didn't make a move.

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

After thinking about it, he put away the machete, turned around and said to Er Yuehong.

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

Er Yuehong didn't expect that the black-backed sixth child would change his mind on the spur of the moment. He wanted to scold him, but now that the enemy was at hand, he had to rely on the sixth child to defeat the enemy, so he could only endure the anger.

"Okay, then I will do it myself!"

"Lao Liu, don't leave, if I die, I can collect my body."

After finishing speaking, he was ready to face the younger brother in person.

Ji Changsheng couldn't help but smiled slightly, and said.

"It's not necessary."

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

Er Yuehong and the black-backed sixth child looked at him in puzzlement, what do these words mean?
Ji Changsheng stepped forward, made a sudden move, and grabbed the hands of the black-backed sixth brother and the younger brother like lightning.

Skill: The Rejuvenation Technique is activated!
After a few seconds.

The toxins in the little brother's body were completely removed and he recovered as before.

The black-backed sixth son was full of shock and disbelief.

"What's the situation? 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 child took a deep breath. He felt that not only his injuries had recovered, but his spirit was even better than before, as if he was 30 years younger!
As soon as the little brother bowed his hands, he could finally have a good fight with the black-backed sixth son, and the fight just now was not enjoyable at all.

After seeing this incredible scene, Er Yuehong looked at Ji Changsheng with a complicated expression.

"Who the hell is this person!"