Tang Huan was even more surprised by Weng Qing's explanation. According to her, if Tang Huan really lost, he could find an excuse to refuse anything she asked for.

What makes Tang Huan even more incomprehensible is that news about him has already spread. This Weng Qing should know that even a great martial artist at the peak of the seventh level may not be his opponent, and she is obviously not yet at the seventh level.

At his peak, he actually dared to compete and bet with him.

Under normal circumstances, she had almost no hope of winning. If she did this, wouldn't it be equivalent to giving him three "Biyou Stones" for nothing?

"Miss Weng Qing, are you sure you want to spar with me?" Tang Huan smiled and said seriously.

"Of course." Weng Qing responded flatly, "You can rest assured that even if you lose, our Lingyu Chamber of Commerce will still sell you this 'Biyou Stone', and you don't need to use the holy-level 'Demon Essence Stone' to buy it."

In exchange, you only need to pay six million gold coins at the previous price."

"General Manager Weng Da, what do you think?"

Tang Huan looked at Weng Qing doubtfully, then turned to look at Weng Ting.

"My niece has long wanted to compete with Master Tang Huan. In this case, let her leave it up to her and ask Master Tang Huan to give me some advice." Weng Ting nodded and smiled, but there seemed to be an imperceptible trace of anger between her eyebrows.

Helpless and worried, I guess they are not optimistic about the outcome of the discussion between Weng Qing and Tang Huan.

"That's fine."

Tang Huanzhan smiled and said, "Miss Weng Ting, I will not take advantage of your Lingyu Chamber of Commerce. If you lose, I will still pay you six million gold coins."

Speaking of this, Tang Huan suddenly turned to look at Xing Yan, who was sitting cross-legged next to him, and said with a smile: "Miss Xing Yan, I'm afraid I'll have to borrow six million gold coins from you for a while."

"It doesn't matter..."

Xingyan smiled crisply, but before she finished speaking, Weng Qing's brows were filled with anger, and she sneered, "Tang Huan, do you think you have already won?"

When the words fell, Weng Qing had already raised her sword and stared at Tang Huan fiercely.

"It's just a matter of preparedness."

Tang Huan smiled slightly, stood up, and grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist with his right palm.

He came to Lingyu Chamber of Commerce today and did not bring the Dragon and Phoenix Spear with him. However, that does not matter. Before the Dragon and Phoenix Spear is promoted to a high-level weapon, the power of this long sword will definitely be far greater than it. This sword, naturally

It is the spirit-enchanted weapon that Tang Huan forged some time ago.

On the way to Tianzhu City, Tang Huan struggled for a long time to name it.

Because it was fused with the soul of the "Blood-Eyed Fire Wolf" and mainly contained high-level gemstones such as "Hua Huo Stone", Tang Huan finally named it "Blood Flower" to save trouble.

"Keng!"

With a clear ringing sound, the Blood Flower Sword was unsheathed.

Immediately, a trembling "buzz" sounded, and above the long sword, green light was like a tide, green clothes surged, surrounded by blue and green, red light exploded.

Along with the red light, there was also the terrifying heat. This heat was like a blazing wave, spreading out wave after wave. In an instant, even the void around the sword body was revealed to the naked eye.

The tiny ripples that can be reached even make bursts of beeping sounds.

At this moment, Weng Qing's eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of solemnity on his face.

Weng Ting's expression also changed slightly. When she glanced at Weng Qing, her eyes became more worried. Although Xingyan's face could not be seen, there was a hint of surprise that was difficult to conceal in her beautiful black eyes.

Obviously, he didn't expect Tang Huan's sword to be so powerful.

After an instant, Weng Ting and Xing Yan looked at each other, jumped up almost at the same time, and floated back to a dozen meters away.

"Miss Weng Qing, take action!"

With the long sword in hand, Tang Huan's face was already solemn.

Strategically, he despises his opponent, but tactically, he still has to pay attention to his opponent. No matter what Tang Huan thought before, once he faces the enemy, he will never have the slightest contempt again. Thirty-year-old mother has a child, and the boat capsizes in the gutter.

, happens almost every day in this world.

"Qiang!"

He hummed in his nose, his face darkened, and his body suddenly jumped forward. Almost at the same moment, an excited roar burst out in the hall. The long sword at his waist was already unsheathed, and a bright blue light appeared in the air.

After drawing a dazzling arc, it hit Tang Huan's chest and abdomen like lightning.

When Tang Huan saw this, a strange color flashed in his eyes.

When Weng Qing's long blue sword was swung, strong energy spread out from the sword body, and then rolled forward along with the force of the sword, making Tang Huan feel as if a violent wave was roaring towards him.

, in an instant, a huge sense of oppression enveloped the space of more than ten meters in radius, including him.

"The strength is indeed very good!" Tang Huan thought in his heart and immediately launched the "Emperor Nine Heavens Sword Technique".

"laugh!"

The wrist shook slightly, and a subtle sound came out.

However, the bloody sword in Tang Huan's hand stabbed out at a speed that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. The moment the heat wave rolled forward along the sword, a majestic sword intent spread out, as if the emperor was personally present.

It makes people feel shocked, and they can't help but feel the urge to worship.

"bite!"

In the flash of light and stone, the blood flower sword was pressed against the blade of Weng Qing's blue long sword. With just a slight move, the blue long sword that was thrust towards his chest and abdomen was deflected to one side. The blood flower sword in Tang Huan's hand

Like a spirit snake spitting out a message, it stretched and retracted, and the sharp sword tip went straight to Weng Qing's throat.

At the tip of the sword, a sword light that was more than two feet long spurted out.

The unparalleled sharpness seemed to tear the void apart, and the heat emanating from the sword suddenly became even more violent and terrifying.

Weng Qing's pupils shrank suddenly, her delicate body retreated violently, and the long blue sword in her hand swung rapidly like a butterfly piercing a flower. In an instant, it seemed as if huge waves surged out from in front of her, one after another.

It is so strong that even if there is a hill lying in front of it, it seems that it can be broken by this huge wave.

"Chi! Chi! Chi..."

Tang Huan's footsteps were quick, and the Blood Flower Sword was struck out one after another with lightning speed.

In an instant, I saw flaming red sword shadows crashing into the turbulent blue waves. The next moment, crisp and loud collision sounds came one after another, making a sound. Almost every sword shadow pierced into the turbulent waves.

The wave weakened a bit.

"Ding ding ding..."

In just the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had already thrust eighteen swords, while Weng Qing's sword power had been completely destroyed.

However, Tang Huan's movements did not stop at all. The bloody sword in his hand continued to stab at a speed that was difficult to catch. Almost in the next moment, the criss-crossing fiery red sword light seemed to turn into an extremely terrifying field.

The sword curtain rolled forward, unstoppable.

"Um?"

Weng Qing's face was serious, the sword in his hand trembled, and a deafening buzzing sound suddenly erupted.

Instantly, the blue radiant light emitted from the sword body and the sword light emitted from the sword tip seemed to be condensed into substance. Looking from a distance, the sword in Weng Qing's hand was about one meter long.

The long blue sword seemed to turn into a giant sword about one and a half meters long.
Chapter completed!