"What a good place! No wonder the martial artist's fierce dragon sword technique is brave and sophisticated, wide open and close, invincible, honing martial arts here, allegorical in the scene, and it is difficult to think of the sword technique without being rough and brave!"

"A knife to cut off the flow of water is a fart, a knife to level the mountains is called awesome! The martial arts mad dragon knife method is worthy of being the first knife method in the world, cutting mountains is like cutting vegetables!"

"This is a bad statement, no matter how powerful the knife technique is, it depends on who performs it. The same mad dragon sword technique, the same mad dragon battle knife, you let the other people of the martial arts family cut the same mountain to try?"

"Hehe, yes! It's been a hundred years, and I don't know when the martial arts family will be able to produce another sword saint, sweep Dongying again, and raise the prestige of our country. ”

"What? You say that the martial arts arena of the martial arts family was cut out by the ancestor of the martial family, the martial saint Wu Wangui? What kind of international joke are you! No matter how awesome the martial saint is, he will not be able to flatten a mountain with one sword, right? That is too nonsense. Someone exclaimed.

"I don't believe it either. This hill is the size of a basketball court, what kind of knife can cut it out? Even if you use a heavy bombshell, one or two will not help. ”

"You are all frogs at the bottom of the well, the Martial Saint is known as a human immortal, and his body is in harmony with the Dao, and he can already borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth, but how can his combat power be imagined? ”

"Hold the grass, listen to my heart is surging! If this Martial Sect Conference can see a martial saint duel, it would be good, it is worth the trip, and there are no regrets in this life. ”

"Yes, yes, I also want to see the Martial Saint Duel, the legendary holy war, it must be earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods. ”

"Don't you want to see the martial saint duel, if the Dao is incomplete today, there is no martial saint in the world. ”

"This is a mistake, who said that there is no martial saint in the world, the young god of war who appeared in the Golden Triangle some time ago, Xman, isn't it a martial saint? Xiao Qingtian, the ancestor of the Xiao family in Yancheng, heard that he may not be dead, and he should also be a martial saint. There is also an invincible God of War who has been hidden in the rivers and lakes for thirty years, and the existence of the same name as the ancestor of the Xiao family, he should not be dead, and he must have also entered the martial saint. ”

"The Heavenly Eyes of the Western Regions. ”

"Dongying's Yin and Yang Archmage ......"

......

Amid the discussion of the warriors, the big man shined on the stage.

I saw that on the VIP seats in the front row of the martial arts arena, some people sat down in turn, all of them were extraordinary, their eyes were blazing, they were walking with dragons and tigers, and their aura was lofty, all of them were grandmaster-level existences. Among them, the most honorable chairman sits Wu Canghai, the head of the martial family, a generation of sword kings, and the third great grandmaster on the grandmaster list. On one side of him sat the Shaolin King Kong Gate Master of the Liberation Gate, and on the other side sat the cold of the Xiangxi Corpse Gate.

"What is Sect Master Yan looking for?"

Wu Canghai saw that the cold was looking left and right, and his heart seemed to be a little uncertain, so he kindly asked.

"Hasn't my unsuccessful grandson come yet?" Yan Han seemed to be talking to himself, as if he was answering Wu Canghai's words.

Wu Canghai stroked his beard in his hand, smiled, and said, "Young man, maybe you are greedy for bed mats! The climate in my northwest is gloomy and cold, and your grandson may not have gotten up yet." Why don't you call and ask?"

"Haha!" Lingnan Shen Yunlong, who was sitting on the other side of the cold cold, laughed and said, "Brother Han, don't you need to worry, don't you see that the head of the Eight Extremes Chen hasn't come either." There were several other grandmasters who were not present either. There's really nothing to rush about. What's more, this morning is the grandmaster competition, and the young master competition is in the afternoon. ”

Shen Yunlong was able to sit with Yan Han, not because the two had a good relationship, but because he ranked fifth on the Grandmaster List.

The ranking in the field is strictly ranked according to seniority, and each seat has a name, and the number must be seated.

Chen Tianhe's position was on the other side of Master Shikong, and it was empty at the moment.

Yan Han looked at Chen Tianhe's position, and his brows furrowed even more.

He called his grandson Yan Xiaobai in the morning, but he couldn't get through.

There are some things that he can't say. His grandson Yan Xiaobai went to rob Ye Tian last night, and even his good brother Shen Yunlong couldn't tell about it, because it wasn't a good thing, and their Yan family still wanted to marry the Shen family.

"Could it be that something is wrong?" he speculated, and quickly denied it again and again, "Impossible, impossible. ”

"Brother Han, it's useless for you to worry like this. Otherwise, you tell me which hotel Xiaobai lives in, which room, and I'll let Qingyue take a look. Shen Yunlong comforted.

He vaguely guessed why Yan Han was worried.

Yesterday when he was at the airport, Yan Han had a conflict with Wuya Zhenren, and Wuya Zhenren and Ye Tian were in a gang. Later, Ye Tian beat the two servants of the Yan family and threw them off the bus. In addition, Ye Tian is a Dan Master, and he has a Dan Dao inheritance on his body, as well as an elixir. All things considered, the cold will not let this person go. His grandson, Yan Xiaobai, may have been one of the many martial artists who attacked Ye Tian last night.

Even if he guessed about this matter, it was not easy to break it, so he came up with this solution.

"Let Qingyue go and have a look, it's okay. Yan Han nodded.

"Let Hong Tao accompany Qingyue. Qingyue is the first time to come to Wujia Town, and she is not familiar with the place, so it is very likely that she will not be able to find a place. Wu Canghai said suddenly. He is also an old man, and he guesses a thing or two. Moreover, his grandson Wu Hongtao is interested in Shen Qingyue, and he, as a grandfather, also wants to match.

"That's for the best. Shen Yunlong said.

......

As soon as Wu Hongtao and Shen Qingyue left on the front foot, the Martial Sect Conference began. Although there are still a few grandmasters in the field who have not yet arrived, the time for the competition has come, and the competition cannot be delayed.

Wu Canghai left his seat and strode to the stage of the martial arts battle, first looked around at everyone, gathered all the focus of the audience on himself, and then coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Contemptible Wu Canghai, the head of the Northwest Martial Arts Family, first express my gratitude to all my colleagues who came from afar." The five-year grandmaster conference is the highest level of martial arts in China, and today, elites from all walks of life in the martial arts world gather in our northwest martial arts to exchange martial arts and learn martial arts, which is to show off the power of our Chinese martial arts and re-rank the martial arts list, especially to discover the younger generation of martial artists. As the saying goes, martial arts cultivation is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat. The martial arts list, the capable go up, the mediocre go down, and there can't be any falsehood. Every Wuzong conference has no shortage of newcomers who have emerged and become blockbusters. What dark horses can be killed in this Martial Sect Conference, we will wait and see!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, and many warriors were ready to move.

"Which grandmaster who wants to win the championship, come up and give you a sample. Wu Canghai looked at the Grandmaster seat and smiled.

Who doesn't know, playing first is not advantageous, you have to accept the challenge of the grandmaster below your rank first, winning has no impact on the ranking, losing the ranking will be relegated, and only if you win can you be qualified to challenge the grandmaster before the ranking, and if you win, the ranking will be improved.

So, grandmasters, you look at me, I look at you, like a shy big girl, no one took the stage for a while.

"I'll do it!"

Suddenly, a man left the table. When everyone looked at it, it was Wu Canghai's son Wu Jianghe.