Chapter 1020 The Road to Heaven Chapter 1020 Is Evenly Matched

"Sir, are you..."

Hearing Zhuo Fan's words, Shui Ruohua couldn't help shaking, slightly stunned, with a look of doubt on his face: "You and Qingcheng... Did you know her before?"

Originally, she had always wondered. Given Chu Qingcheng's mental disorder, most people would try to avoid contact, why did this person lend a helping hand without hesitation. What's even more strange is that Chu Qingcheng, who can't even get close to acquaintances, has no sense of rejection towards the man in front of him.

The result can only be that he and Qingcheng are friends who are more familiar than anyone else, and this level of acquaintance is extraordinary, even more deeply than their sisters!

Without answering her question right away, Zhuo Fan pondered for a while, and then said quietly: "I'm quite familiar with her, but I didn't expect that the beauty of the past would become like this after not seeing her for so many years..."

"Oh, so that's the case, presumably Mr. Qingcheng's former friend!"

Nodding clearly, Shui Ruohua couldn't help sighing and said lightly: "It's just that things are impermanent, Qingcheng has suffered a lot in these years, because her husband was framed and died, she..."

Shui Ruohua slowly sat down, looking up at the sky, and slowly recounting Chu Qingcheng's past years, as if pouring bitter water.

Zhuo Fan just sat there quietly and listened, listening to his beloved wife's experiences over the years, every time he heard a word, his heart felt like being cut by a knife, the pain was unbearable, and his eyes gradually became wet again.

But he gritted his teeth and endured it, not daring to make a sound, and could only try his best to let the tears of sorrow pour back into his heart.

The people around him were also listening to this long and sad story, looking at Zhuo Fan from time to time, and also lowered their heads deeply.

The entire martial arts field was full of shouts and shouts, but only here was unusually quiet. The long grief shrouded in the front of this three-quarter acre, and it was difficult to disperse for a long time!

Chu Qingcheng was also in Shui Ruohua's remarks, the slightest light flashed in his eyes from time to time, his body leaned slightly, and slowly leaned on Zhuo Fan's shoulder.

At this moment, Zhuo Fan's eyes were completely wet, and it was difficult to suppress the heat in his eyes, one by one rushing in the mask. For so many years, as her husband, only at this moment can he lean his shoulders on her tired body.

This will eventually be the pain of his life, an indelible heartache...

On the other hand, in the bursts of chorus of shouts, everyone's eyes have no time to take into account this painful corner. Everyone looked at the two on the martial arts stage with red eyes, with excitement on their faces, looking forward to the start of the battle!

Gaba, Gaba...

The fists were clenched fiercely, making bursts of bone explosions, Ye Lin stared at the opposite Ouyang Changqing, but gritted his teeth in anger: "You brat, you just said how much you value this battle, can't you? I really believe in letting the matter of Sister Qingcheng bother you. It turns out that you have been fighting for such a long time, just showing off in front of a woman. Hmph, it's too late, you are not as good as a beast, you would rather be in a show I don’t want to save a life in front of a woman, if I, Ye Lin, don’t teach you a good lesson today, I’m not a goddamn descendant of a holy beast!”

"Hey, who the hell are you calling a cowardly woman? Dare to insult Laozi, the goddess, and Laozi won't let you go!" His eyes narrowed, and Ouyang Changqing couldn't help but curse.

Immediately afterwards, there was a loud bang, and the momentum of the whole body was suddenly released, and the whole body exuded a light blue light, cold and heavy, even when people suddenly felt it, there was a feeling of suffocation, even with this performance of martial arts. The enchantment of the stage could not stop the terrifying aura at all, but it was the power of the Fengtian Sword that Ouyang Changqing had comprehended for many years!

it is good!

With a loud shout, all the sect disciples in the audience burst into applause and cheered. As expected of Senior Brother Changqing, this skill is truly remarkable, the best in the world!

However, in the face of the hustle and bustle of the battlefield, Ye Lin's face was heavy, but he didn't care at all, but his eyes narrowed and his body was shocked. The scorching golden flames instantly filled the whole body, and the terrifying temperature suddenly spread, making everyone in the audience feel hot.

In just an instant, the floor tiles outside the venue were melted and twisted.

Suddenly, the entire battlefield was divided into two halves, one half was Ouyang Changqing's icy and closed Heaven-enclosed Domain, and the other half was Ye Lin's scorching golden flames.

The two just made a move, but just released their own momentum, they have become a wrestling situation, evenly divided, not giving each other.

Seeing this scene, everyone present couldn't help shrinking their eyes, and they all turned pale in shock. Instead of shouting Ouyang Changqing's name on the ground as before, he was completely stunned.

Originally, they thought that this battle was no different from the previous one, and that it must be an overwhelming victory for Ouyang Changqing, but now it seems that it was a tie, at least in terms of momentum.

For a time, everyone stopped shouting and started whispering, but the look in their eyes became more and more radiant. They really didn't expect that there is someone in this younger generation who can be on par with Ouyang Changqing. This time, this battle will be exciting!

Those old guys who came to watch the battle also showed surprise, pointed fingers, couldn't help but chuckle and nodded.

This first disciple of Xizhou really deserves his reputation, and some fights in this battle, hehehe...

Shangguan Qingyan pulled Murong Xue excitedly and hurriedly said, "Sister Xue, it's not what you expected before, it seems that Ouyang Changqing may not win!"

"Uh...it seems so!"

His face froze, Mu

Rong Xue thought about it for a while, and nodded slightly: "I never imagined that Xizhou talent would be so barren, and such a peerless talent can really emerge!"

With a proud face, Shangguan Qingyan smiled lightly for a while.

That is, otherwise, where would you put my Zhuo Fan? He's from Western State too...

"but……"

However, Murong Xue glanced lightly, but grinned again: "These two people are of equal strength, so it can only prove that their skills are comparable. However, the number of winners and losses has yet to be determined. It's all about winning or losing. Ouyang Changqing is the strongest in Beizhou, the son of Ouyang Lingtian, these things are of course no problem, it's just that Xizhou boy..."

With a grin, Shangguan Qingyan was noncommittal: "Then let's continue watching!"

With an indifferent smile, Murong Xue also fixed her eyes on Yanwutai, but her eyes were not as dull as before, and they had a bit of brilliance.

His face trembled slightly, feeling the imposing manner of the opponent's body that was no less than his own, Ouyang Changqing on the martial arts stage could not help but frown deeply, his expression became slightly solemn, he glanced at Murong Xue who was under the stage, and then looked at Murong Xue. Ye Lian on the opposite side clenched his fists tightly.

It seems that I really underestimated this kid before, and it is completely different from the opponents this young master has encountered before. Damn, maybe this battle is not my son's performance battle, but Xuemei is still watching from the stage, how can it be too embarrassing?

Hmph, a quick battle and a decisive victory in one breath, if it drags on for a long time, let him find an opportunity to make this young master make a fool of himself, then it will be troublesome.

Other opponents, this gentleman, don't care, but this... The key is that Xuemei is still watching from below, and she can't show her half-hearted appearance!

Thinking like this, Ouyang Changqing had already gritted his teeth, and immediately flew towards Ye Lian with a single stride.

When Ye Lin saw it, he burst out laughing, not afraid at all, and also kicked his foot and slammed into him fiercely: "Fight me hand-to-hand with Lao Tzu, you chose the wrong opponent!"

bump!

In an earth-shattering collision, the two of them slammed together with a fist and a foot, but a deafening loud noise came out immediately. The strong shock wave suddenly escaped to the surroundings, and suddenly slammed into the barrier that isolated the battlefield, suddenly trembling with a rumbling sound.

Immediately afterwards, the two stepped back one by one and returned to their respective starting points, but Ye Lian indifferently swung his arms with golden scales, and a sinister smile crossed the corners of his mouth, while Ouyang Changqing, who was opposite, was already indifferent. With one foot trembling, he stepped on the ground slightly vainly, obviously suffering from a dark loss!

His grandmother's, this kid's physical strength is so strong, even my body strengthened by Fengtian Kendo can't fight. Is this guy... a monster?

Staring fiercely at Ye Lian on the opposite side, Ouyang Changqing gritted his teeth in anger, and everyone below was stunned when they saw it. This trick... Senior Brother actually fell coldly, how could it be possible?

It's not just them, even those old guys from the sect, looking at Ling Kong, can't help but beard slightly warped, very surprised: "This kid in Xizhou is so amazing, this is the first time I see Changqing, so aggrieved Woolen cloth!"

"I didn't expect Xizhou to have such a genius, it's really rare to see it in ten thousand years!" Another old man nodded again and again, exclaiming in admiration.

But before he finished speaking, a long sigh suddenly sounded: "My Xizhou disciples are full of talents, and there is only one such person!"

After a while, everyone turned their heads to look, but they were immediately surprised: "Supreme Black Beard, why are you here? You Shuanglong Supreme, aren't you cracking the seal of the Soaring Sword for the Shangguan family? How could it be..."

"Hey, that seal is so strong, so strange, and very strange. We have worked together to break through it. It's been three days and three nights. I'll take a breath and let the white old man continue to break it!" Shaking his hand slightly, Heibeard Supreme helplessly shook his head.

Clearly nodded, everyone bowed and bowed: "Supreme Heibeard has worked hard, but what did you mean? Could it be that there are disciples like this child in Xizhou, is it impossible?"

"Not like him, but stronger than him!"

"What, then how can he become the number one in Xizhou..."

"Oh, because that strong one has been dead for many years. If he is still alive, this old man dares to guarantee that he will be the second undefeated Sword Master in the future. Then we will have hope in dealing with Zhongzhou's ambition, but it's a pity... ..." A look of dread flashed in his eyes, and the black-bearded Zun couldn't help but sighed helplessly.

When everyone heard it, Qi Qi's heart froze, and there was a look of suspicion on his face.

Is what this old guy said true, not bragging? When did Xizhou have so many talents? Even a second child who came from the bench can overwhelm their first disciple of Beizhou, so what is the real first disciple of Xizhou?