Four old men came up from the backstage, and one of them turned out to be an old woman.

The four of them are also old, with gray hair, but their cloudy eyes are full of shrewdness and sharpness, and their steps are light, and their martial arts are extraordinary at a glance.

The last person is naturally Han Fengyue, the man is quite young, about twenty-six or seventeen years old.

Blue clothes and black hair, upright and handsome, and the corners of his mouth are elegant and gentle smiles, which makes him look approachable and look like a noble son, where is there half the momentum that the leader of the martial arts alliance should have.

It is difficult to associate him with the words 'martial arts alliance leader'.

"Thank you for participating in this martial arts conference, your task is to defeat the people who are earning with you, and finally have a duel with Han, win Han, he is the next "martial arts alliance leader, of course, the five major factions can also participate, in addition to the first place, the remaining top ten also have prizes, then, the competition officially begins, and those who want the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance will come up to this stage!

Han Fengyue's voice was loud, and word by word reached the ears of the hundreds of people below.

Then, a tall and burly man jumped onto the stage, looking a little rough and menacing.

"Whoever is going to compare with me, come up!"

"I'm coming!"

A man also flew onto the stage, holding a sledgehammer in his hand.

"How do you hold a weapon!"

Just now, the rugged man pointed at the man who had just stepped onto the stage, his face annoyed.

"Does anyone rule that you can't bring weapons in martial arts?"

The man asked rhetorically, a little smug in his eyes.

"Scar, pull him over the weapon rack and let him choose a weapon that suits him. ”

Han Fengyue commanded to the subordinates behind him.

"Yes"

The scar was very neat, but in just a few minutes, he pushed the two shelves of weapons over, and the eyes of the people below him were straight.

"Thank you, Leader"

The man thanked him and went to pick out a weapon.

There was no dispute, and the two quickly fought.

Several masters on the table also had no intention of watching this boring fight.

The poisonous ghost looked at the old woman who was two empty seats away from him and spoke to her.

"Ning Po, don't come unharmed. ”

Ning Po turned her head and nodded to the poisonous ghost with a smile.

"Recently, in the Purple Pavilion, there is nothing to do, even if there is, there is no need for my old wife to do it."

"Hehe, yes, but also, there is Feng Yi, you don't have to work too hard, speaking of which, where did Feng Yi go?"

"What do you think, where the pavilion master goes, what he wants to do, I can control it? What's more, this little girl is shrewd and capable, she does things in her own way, I don't have to care at all, with her as the pavilion master, my wife is a lot cleaner." ”

"Hehehe, today, let's just watch a good show, we are all old, this Wutai also belongs to these young people, and the new generation of capable people far surpasses us."

"Yes, by the way, I want to recognize Feng Yi as my godgranddaughter, do you think Feng Yi will agree?"

When the poisonous ghost who was drinking with a wine gourd heard this, he directly squirted out.

"Ahem, ahem~"

The other seven in the seat all looked at him.

"Poisonous senior, what's wrong with you, you're old, and you still drink like this, how much alcohol hurts your body?"

Charm covered her lips with gauze sleeves, and her voice was coquettish, although it was caring, but secretly it was sarcastic.

"There is the concern of the owner of Lao Mei, people are old, so they have to drink more before entering the ground"

"That poisonous old-timer should pay more attention, the province will hurt his body one day"

"Brother Poison, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just choked, don't worry about me, keep watching"

Everyone saw that he was really fine, so they turned their attention to the martial arts platform.

Ning Po glanced at him, and the poisonous ghost silently wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Ahem, you just said that you want to recognize Feng Yi as your godgranddaughter?"

"Yes, I have no children and grandchildren, and I have no inheritance of my skills, and I really like Feng Yi, with her inheriting my skills, I will die without regrets"

"Do you know who her godfather is?"

"I didn't know she had a godfather, you know?"

The poisonous ghost laughed twice and scratched his head angrily.

"Speaking of which, how can you be so familiar with Feng Yi, is it~"

Ning Po suddenly turned her head to him, her eyes narrowed with wisdom.

"Hey, hey, you guessed right, I'm Fengyi's godfather"

"That Feng Yi is the mysterious Young Hall Master of the Poison Prison Hall!"

"Uh, right"

"I really can't see how you forced him to you as your granddaughter, otherwise, with her, you will never take it lightly"

The poisonous ghost remembered that when he first saw the girl, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching.

He had been threatened and bullied by that girl before.

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