Li Jing showed it with such a hand, and those who originally despised him immediately added a little respect.

After Li Jing's voice, everyone fell silent. Even a mosquito flying through the crowd can hear its fluttering wings clearly. Yuantong and Gu Operator, who were transcendent, also looked at Li Jing with a bit of solemnity in their eyes.

Anyway, this is also the territory of the Taishan faction, and the Taishan faction has been hanging for hundreds of years, who knows how big its shili is? Naturally, no one will be stupid enough to provoke Li Jing at this time, and he will follow the same example as the wind, and cast a somewhat solemn gaze towards Li Jing.

"The people who came here this time are all the leaders and elites of various sects, and I believe that the purpose of everyone's gathering here has been fully understood. The previous leader of the Central Plains Alliance, Hua Jiu Gong Daxia, died a few years ago in a battle with the old demon of the Western Regions. All of you here are people who have received his kindness, and now that the hero is gone, we, the descendants, should shoulder the heavy responsibility of his legacy. Although it is now in its heyday, the border of the Western Regions is in turmoil, and the small countries of Nanzhao in southern Xinjiang are also ready to move. No one knows what chaos will happen next, and we are gathered here today to elect a new alliance leader to replace the flower seniors of the year, and to lead the various sects and factions!"

Li Jing looked around for a week, his face was calm, and then he continued to speak.

Although his words were a bit high-sounding, they were also true, and before everyone came here, they were already clear in their hearts, and listening to him say it again at this time was just a cliché.

But who knew that at this time, suddenly a yin owl's words came from all directions.

"Master Li has a big breath. Holding such a big event, why didn't you ask me about Guanyun Villa?" The person who said this was obviously not weak, and everyone turned their ears sideways, but they couldn't tell where the person who spoke was.

The surroundings, which had been silent, suddenly became noisy. The whispers came and went, and everyone's eyes fell on Li Jing in the middle. At this moment when the world's heroes gathered, someone dared to come here to kick the hall, and what surprised them the most was the one mentioned in that sentence - Guanyun Villa!

Sui Feng was also stunned, and his face was a little gray when he looked at the people who were away from the sun and the wind beside him. My heart suddenly jumped, and I felt a bad feeling. When he was divining for Taishan before, the hexagram showed that there would be great changes at the time of this martial arts conference. What surprised him even more was the identity of the person who came. Those four words were like a soldering iron, deeply seared into the heart of the soldering iron.

Guanyun Villa......

With the wind, I was in a trance inadvertently, and a rippling lake appeared in my mind, and a mountain villa with white walls and black tiles was located on the shore of this lake. Such a trance-like kung fu. Memories of the past came to mind. Self at that time. Or is it just a helpless chicken. It's a little-known little person, it's really nostalgic to think about.

After a pause, he came back to his senses, but strangely. He always felt that there was something wrong with the looks on the faces of the people around him. In addition to being surprised, there was also a faint hint of fear, could it be that the shili of this Guanyun Villa has reached this point?

Sui Feng just wanted to find Feng Wuyi to ask clearly, but he heard a voice from the ancient well without waves.

"Since the distinguished guest is a member of the Murong family, he came from afar, why didn't he show up to see him?" The person who spoke was the Yuantong monk of Shaolin.

Seeing that the noble Yuantong monks all opened their mouths, everyone quieted down at once. Li Jing also secretly sighed, no matter how solid his strength is, he has never stepped into the congenital after all, and for Guanyun Villa, although this person is extremely disrespectful, but the strength of the Taishan faction is not comparable to the Murong family, and he really doesn't dare to do anything to the other party. Although the Yuantong monk is a little suspicious of being a substitute, after all, he is highly respected and a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, so everyone has no objection and waits quietly for the following.

"Hmph, Elder Yuantong, as a senior monk of Shaolin Temple, doesn't the monk pay attention to the purity of the six roots? How can he be involved in this martial arts conference?" The man still didn't seem to have any intention of showing up, and still hid in the dark and spoke coldly.

Yuantong smiled faintly, not angry, folded his hands, held a Buddha salute, and said: "Amitabha, this election of the leader of the alliance is also to protect the peace of the world's martial arts, so as not to destroy the lives and turn prosperity into scorched earth." The Buddha said, 'Saving a person's life is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter', if this move is good, how can the people saved be estimated? If you listen to the advice of the poor monks, the benefactor should put down the butcher's knife as soon as possible, and he will become a Buddha immediately. Good, good. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but nod their heads, and they all felt that Yuantong's words were very good.

"I have such sharp teeth, I can't imagine that the master, as a monk, has such sharp words. Isn't the master so tongue-induced to show up? Okay, he will sell the face of the Shaolin Temple in the future. At the end of these words, the echoes from all directions suddenly closed, and Zuihou was left with only a faint voice coming from the direction of the foot of the mountain.

Suddenly, everyone looked in the direction of the foot of the mountain. I saw a man in a purple costume and a square crown walking towards the mountain with steady steps. Behind him, there were four people, all of whom had bulging temples, and they were obviously masters of superb internal strength.

The man in purple clothes stopped as he passed in front of the various factions, and did not stop until he was in front of the main hall. Sui Feng glanced at him up and down, his triangular eyes were full of fine light, and the momentum of his whole body loomed, Sui Feng could see at a glance that this person had reached the peak of the innate world, but he was only half a step away from the legendary foundation building period!

It's the Demon Burning Trick again, and he snorted softly with the wind. Although this person's aura is extremely well hidden, how can he avoid his Wanhua Xuan Pupil? He can see at a glance, this person's demonic aura is hidden, and there is a pitch-black image in the dantian, what is it that is not the demon burning technique?

Rao is not afraid of the wind, and he was a little surprised. When did this Murong family have such a master? Moreover, this person is very good, he has never seen Suifeng before, such an unknown person has such strength, so what about Murong Xuanfeng, what kind of realm will it be?

recalled that at that time, after Xue Wuxian was defeated in the Tianshan Mountains, he went to the Murong family, that Xue Wuxian was carrying the mantle of the old demon of the Western Regions, and his skills at that time were wasted by the wind, but no one knew whether he had recovered after so many years. And once the Demon Burning Recipe spreads, I'm afraid there will be a big disaster!

Sui Feng thought of the ambition of the Murong family, and thought about it in tandem with many factors. There was a faint sense of solemnity in his heart, no wonder the hexagram showed that there should be a big change in this martial arts conference, and he had already smelled a trace of unusual gunpowder.

"This kid is obviously a human body, how can there be such a strong demonic aura on his body?" Sui Feng heard a blue light of questioning in his heart, obviously he also noticed that this person in front of him was unusual.

Sui Feng shook his head slightly, and sighed lightly, "The wind and rain are coming......"

"But I don't know which one of the three wind sons of the Murong family is here?" Yuantong saw that his bearing was faint, and he also guessed that he was afraid that this person was not weaker than himself, but there was still a silence in the question, and he couldn't hear the slightest fluctuation in his emotions.

"A mere Taishan faction is not as good as the three sons of Lao Fan, but below is Zhang Chu, a disciple of the outer disciple of the Murong family, who has seen Master Yuantong of Shaolin. Zhang Chu said as he arched his hand towards Yuantong, his expression was extremely arrogant.

Sui Feng's heart jumped suddenly, even such an outer disciple had such strength, wouldn't the descendants of the Murong family be even more powerful? If the Murong family had dozens of disciples in the foundation building period, would it still have it? Wouldn't there be no one in the whole world who could stop it?

However, Sui Feng was surprised and surprised, and in the blink of an eye, he had already made up his mind that no matter what today, he couldn't let these people leave alive. It is a point to be able to lose one point of strength, and one must not be a person who sells his reputation and reputation.

"Is Zhang Gongzi also here to participate in the martial arts conference?" Li Jing took a step forward, as if he hadn't heard his disrespectful words just now, although he knew that he was not against this person, but the Taishan faction's face was important, but he couldn't care about it so much. (To be continued......)

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