The people of the sect stood on the periphery, and they couldn't help frowning when they heard the words of the lobby manager.

The other party's words were not only talking about the three people of the Qingfeng Sect, but also reminding everyone present.

Qiu Zekai's eyes became cold, when did the elders of the dignified Qingfeng Sect suffer from this kind of wretched qi.

"How else?"

If Qiu Zekai usually compromised, but seeing the displeasure on the faces of the other people in the sect next to him, if he gave in, he would completely lose the last bit of face of the Qingfeng Sect.

Although it is not good for the Qingfeng Sect to make a big fuss, there are so many sects present, as long as no one is killed, it is not easy for the government to condemn it too much.

The lobby manager didn't expect the other party to take a step forward and look like he was going to do it.

Looking around, I saw that the people of the sect around me surrounded me in the middle, and I knew that this matter could not be so good.

Just as the two sides were tense, a light voice came from outside the encirclement.

"It's not good, it's just to beat you up and cripple and throw them out. ”

Qiu Zekai heard this disapproving voice, and instinctively shouted, "Who?"

The crowd looked back in the direction where the voice came, and saw two young men in vests, large red pants, and flip-flops standing there.

"Grandpa Xing doesn't change his name, he doesn't change his surname, Li Pengfei. Li Pengfei drank half a bottle of mineral water with a cigarette in one hand and the other, "This is my junior brother Dong Fuchao next to me." ”

Dong Fuchao glanced at Li Pengfei, "When is Lao Tzu your junior brother?"

Li Pengfei threw the cigarette butt on the ground and extinguished it with his foot, "Don't care about so many details, Mr. taught me kung fu first, and then you, so it's right that I'm your senior brother." ”

Qiu Zekai frowned, looking at the two guys in front of him, he couldn't feel the breath of a martial artist from their bodies, let alone judge the strength of the other party.

There are only two possibilities in this situation, one is that the other party is an ordinary boss's surname, and the other is that the strength is far higher than himself.

The vast majority of those present were half-step grandmasters, and when they saw the appearance of the two people, as well as the qi and blood emanating from their bodies, they could only judge that the other party was also a martial artist, but they could not judge the specific strength.

A group of waiters were amazed when they saw the visitor, and it turned out to be an old acquaintance.

"Pengfei, Lao Dong. The lobby breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the arrival of two people, these two people had withdrawn from the wolf's lair since the Gu Fan incident, and it was reported that they had been following Gu Fan.

These two people are here, so Gu Fan should also be in Kyoto.

"Where's the instructor?"

When the six attendants heard the instructor, their hearts burned with a surging battle intent, the arrival of an extraordinary powerhouse, all the people in these sects together were not enough to see.

Li Pengfei shrugged, "Let's not talk about this first, that fat man, are you tired of holding my brother? Do you let go yourself, or will I help you?"

Wang Xin heard Li Pengfei's non-threatening words, but his heart hung in the air, and his cold eyes seemed to be able to penetrate his soul, as if once he refused, he would be ruthlessly strangled by the two.

can let it go, it is to prove that the three of them are afraid of Li Pengfei and the two of them, and they are losing the face of Qingfeng Sect.

Li Pengfei squinted, looked sideways at Wang Xin, and gently kicked the ground with his toes, making a "da-da" sound. If the other party refuses, or puts down their former comrades, the two of them will deal each other with a heavy blow like a cheetah pounced.

This time, the two of them came to Kyoto to find Gu Fan, and secondly, they wanted to have a long insight and see how big the gap was between themselves and the top geniuses of the sect.

Zhao Ying stood at the outskirts of the crowd with a smile on her face that had succeeded in her scheming.

This time, Li Pengfei and the others appeared here, and they were completely fooled by Zhao Ying.

Originally, the two of them came in to visit, comparing themselves with the Tianjiao of the sect in their hearts, but they didn't expect to see their former comrades-in-arms being treated like this by the other party, how could they bear it.

What are brothers, who have prostituted together, carried guns together, and lived together in the window. Although he has never been a prostitute, and his classmates are not related, they have indeed carried guns together.

"Amitabha, donors, how about giving the little monk a thin face and taking a step back?" said a young monk in a robe in the crowd.

Wang Xin saw that someone was talking, and he was also an ancient warrior of Shaolin, so he borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, directly threw the special service member on the ground, and turned around to return to the team.

The moment Li Pengfei saw the other party turn around, he kicked the ground on his toes, and smashed his fist high towards Wang Xin's abdomen.

The little monk was already standing beside Wang Xin, and his speed was naturally faster than Li Peng, who was running from a few meters away, and he took two steps forward and stretched out a palm to block the punch.

"Smack"

The palms intersected, making a low crashing sound.

The entire hall reverberated with the sound of an air explosion after the two men collided.

The moment his palms intersected, Li Pengfei felt his fist hit the steel, and the force of the shock made his arms a little numb.

The little monk was shocked back three steps by this punch, and looked down at the red mark left by the punch and kick in the palm of his hand, "Donor, what a powerful hard kung fu." ”

Li Pengfei looked at the redness and swelling on his fist, if it weren't for his own realm being half a step higher than the other party, he would definitely be the one who lost this competition.

"Little monk, what's your name, and what kind of kung fu did you use just now?"

The little monk clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, the little monk's Dharma name Wukong, just now it was just some Shaolin refining kung fu, and it is difficult to be elegant." ”

"Wukong, why aren't you a monkey?" Li Pengfei snorted lightly, "When did the Shaolin Temple also participate in the affairs between the secular and the sect." ”

"The benefactor is in the face, enlightenment is comprehension, emptiness is emptiness, and all kinds of relief and vain in the world. The little monk Wukong bent down slightly and made a Buddhist salute, "Shaolin Temple is one of the ancient martial arts sects, and the entry of the sect into the WTO naturally involves Shaolin." In order to put an end to unnecessary casualties, the Shaolin Temple naturally had to stand up. ”

Dong Fuchao looked the white and pure monk in front of him up and down, "Oh, listening to what the master said, you don't plan to participate in this competition, do you?"

The little monk held a string of Buddhist beads in one hand and gently dialed it, "The donor has misunderstood." ”

Hearing this, Li Pengfei and Li Pengfei raised their middle fingers at the same time, and what they said was so high-sounding that it was nothing more than putting gold on their faces, and a bald donkey was a bald donkey.

Li Pengfei's fingers rubbed lightly to relieve the soreness at this joint, "I don't care which sect you come from, that strength, it's best to abide by the rules here, don't end up causing everyone to be unable to leave!"

So that no one can leave? Does the government have such courage? But it is a grandmaster who said this, and there must be something to rely on for it.

Everyone in the sect took a step forward and tried to unite to get some news out of Li Pengfei's mouth.

The special service members gathered nervously, thinking that a new order had been issued from above, and they were all highly nervous.

Li Pengfei didn't care, and put his hands in his big pants, "You have twenty-nine half-step grandmasters and twelve martial artists here. We only have two grandmasters, so if you think about it, if you really want to make a move, who on both sides will suffer the most casualties. ”

The children of the sect who were eager to try couldn't help but suppress their hearts that were about to move, no one was a fool, although the master of their sect was upstairs, but when they started to do it, the ghost knew how long he could hold out.

If he dies, even if the elders of the sect avenge themselves, they will not be able to turn themselves into a big living person who has nothing to do.

Li Pengfei snorted lightly, "If it's okay, let it go." ”

The disciple of the sect standing closest to him didn't want to give way, but he could see that Li Pengfei and Dong Fuchao walked in front of him and exuded that kind of awe-inspiring atmosphere, his heart trembled, and he consciously gave way to a way.

Seeing that the people of the sect flinched, the hall manager breathed a sigh of relief, the strength of his group of people was far inferior to the disciples of the sect. If they really want to fight, Li Pengfei and Dong Fuchao can deal with it, but they have no power to protect themselves.

Walking out of the encirclement with his six subordinates, the lobby manager was a little envious of the two people walking in front of him. How long has it been since they left the wolf's lair, less than a month, from the martial artist to the grandmaster realm, this speed is not much worse than riding a rocket.

On the tenth floor of the hotel, in Guan Haoxuan's room, there were gathered the leaders of the major sects who came to visit this time, as well as the grandmaster-level powerhouses who participated in the competition.

Master Lifan looked at the several rising stars standing in the room, and folded his hands and recited, "Amitabha, I didn't expect that in just a few years, there were a few more proud sons of heaven in the ancient martial arts world of China. ”

The four newly promoted grandmasters didn't dare to hold it up, and bowed one after another, "The master praised it in seconds." ”

After Mrs. Jingyi looked around for a week, "I didn't expect that this competition would bring together more than half of the Tianjiao in Huaxia." ”

Guan Haoxuan laughed "haha", "For this competition, the major sects have even moved out those strengths that have been hidden, I don't believe that the government has juniors who are stronger than us." ”

The crowd also smiled, such strength is not as good as that place. But Xianghuaxia, a behemoth force that has really begun to pay attention to ancient martial arts for more than 60 years, is confident that they will completely win ten one-on-one games, not to mention the team competition.

Yue Pingzhi pushed a strand of hair from his sideburns behind his ears, and picked up the teacup on the table very charmingly, "We have the chance to win, why don't we discuss how to manage the new organization." ”

Yes, this time I came here to let the sect out of the mountain, and secondly, I just want to take over the newly established department?

There are so many people here who want to be in charge of this newly established department.

Controlling this department is equivalent to mastering half of the ancient Chinese martial arts realm and having countless resources. Whether it is the development of the sect or personal strength, it is very important.

Yue Pingzhi looked at everyone and didn't speak, pinching his hair with an orchid finger in one hand, "If you don't decide at this time, will we fight again when we win?

Master Lifan clasped his hands together, "Amitabha, what the Lord of Yue Pavilion said is very true"

Qingsong Daoren glanced at Fan, "Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, the matter has come to this point, it is better for everyone to discuss it first, and wait for the real victory afterwards so as not to make people laugh." ”