Chapter 389: The Martial Arts Conference opens

In the next few days, the entire Jingchu Land has spread about the martial arts conference!

A ring had already been set up on an open plain outside Yueyang City, and many martial arts masters who wanted to give it a try rushed to the ring. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

There is also a high platform above the ring, on which there are several seats, which are reserved for the host of Taixumen and the leaders of several major factions.

Now, among the eleven major sects in Middle-earth, except for Ghost Island, Qingjing Valley and Array Sect, there are many other eight major sects, Taixu Gate, Biluo Gate, Burning Moon Valley, Yin Wind Valley, Wuxiang Sect, Dayan Sect, Pure Yang Sect, and Dry Zen Sect!

However, the Kuzen sect only sent a young monk from the Dharma generation, but did not participate in entering the ruins, but was only invited to be a judge of the martial arts conference......

At this time, hundreds of loose cultivation masters had gathered under the ring, and a disciple of the Taixu Gate with a sword back was announcing the rules of the conference, "Heroes, a certain is the Taixu Gate Dragon Sword Rain! Everyone is a martial arts hero, we are friends with martial arts, whoever wins, naturally can become a member of the ruins, maybe they will get the inheritance exercises, divine weapons and so on......"

The heroes below looked at the disciples of the Taixu Sect above and said there, and they were all a little excited, this is a relic that even famous sects such as the Taixu Gate and the Biluo Gate have to compete for, and now they are overjoyed that these casual cultivators can have a quota to enter......

In the main world, the famous sects almost dominate the power of life and death in a place, especially after the collapse of the Han Wu Empire, the eight major sects directly carved up the entire Middle Earth, and each sect has a sphere of influence within a radius of thousands of miles, which is naturally not comparable to ordinary scattered cultivation......

"In the martial arts conference, you don't need to sign up! Whoever thinks they are strong enough can go directly to the stage, and those who win ten games in a row can get a quota! However, there are only ten places, and once all ten places are taken away, the latecomers will have no chance! If someone makes trouble, the eight major sects will issue a joint hunt and kill order! Now, I announce that the martial arts conference has officially begun!"

The Dragon Sword was shocked and immediately turned around and stepped down......

The heroes below, you look at me, I look at you, but they haven't come to the stage directly for a while, after all, they have to win ten games in a row, and they don't have excellent strength, who dares to go up?

The atmosphere between the elders of the eight major sects above is a little subtle, it is Ling Xuzi who is sitting in the Taixu Gate, Xuanhuo Dao robe, with an ancient sword on his back, and the whole person looks very powerful, but not far from his left is an old man in a black robe, who has been sad several times in his life, and the mountain shape is still cold, it is the three mourning voices of Biluomen!

In the past period of time, the relationship between Biluomen and Taixumen has dropped to the freezing point, and the disciples of the two factions have suffered a lot of damage, if it weren't for the joint speech of the Dao Extreme Sect and the Demon Saint Sect, he would not have sat here to watch any martial arts conference, and he would have fought with Ling Xuozi for a long time.

At this time, a young swordsman in brocade clothes jumped out of the crowd, a beautiful somersault, landed on the stage steadily, and said with a smile: "In the South China Sea, I don't know which hero in the audience is willing to come to the stage to teach!"

The crowd in the audience immediately discussed, and a big man with big shoulders and a round waist sneered: "What kind of South China Sea Ruthless Sword, the name is quite bluffing, hmph, look at Lao Tzu knocking him down with a fist!"

Some people who knew this person immediately exclaimed: "Hey, isn't this the boss Qi Kaishan among the three evils of Taihang! I'll go, some of the little brother has suffered now, the three evils of Taihang, which one is not a famous loose cultivation martial artist, especially this boss Qi Kaishan, born with divine power, when he was still in the town realm, he forcibly stoned a swordsman of the Yuan realm to death, known as the invincible iron fist!"

The voices of the crowd came into the ears of the ruthless sword on the stage, but they did not panic at all, quietly watched Qi Kaishan jump into the ring, and immediately saluted with the sword: "Ye Xing, please advise!"

"Teach a fart! Watch Lao Tzu smash you to death with one punch!" Qi Kaishan said with a big grin, and as he spoke, the whole person walked towards Ye Xing step by step, each step had a strange rhythm, like a rhythmic drumbeat, which shocked many people's hearts!

On the high platform, Ling Xuzi was a little surprised, "Hey, this man is worthy of his name as the Three Murderers, and this footwork is also a mystery......

Wai Sansheng glanced at Ling Xuozi, as if he couldn't get used to Ling Xuzi's sanctimonious appearance, and sneered at each other when he heard the words: "Oh, old miscellaneous hair, you are optimistic about this reckless man? I don't think so! At best, it is a bit of brute strength, but the unknown Ye Xing holds the sword very steadily, and at first glance he is a good hand with a sword, I think, you old miscellaneous hair is old and dizzy......

"You!" Ling Xuzi was about to go crazy with anger, and the Dharma monk of the dry Zen sect beside him hurriedly dissuaded him, his face full of helplessness......

And in the stands, at this time, the ruthless sword Ye Xing and the boss of the three murderers of Taihang fought, and the swords came and went, and the whole ring was suddenly full of energy......

I have to say that neither Ye Xing nor Qi Kaishan are incompetent, and they dare to come on stage in front of the heroes, so they naturally have considerable confidence in their own art industry!

Wailing looked at it for a moment, and sighed in a lamenting voice: "Oops...... Old Zamao, you are really dizzy, this reckless man's strength is not too bad, at least he has the Heaven Control Realm, but in the end, he is a reckless man, except for a set of boxing techniques that have been practiced to perfection, there is also some fierce meaning, there is really nothing to see!"

Ling Xuozi snorted coldly, not to be outdone, and said: "Hmph, that Ye Xing is not much stronger, the swordsmanship is scattered, the pace is vain, and he will definitely be defeated!"

"Oh, I don't think so, either let's make a bet, if this Ye Xing wins, the old man doesn't want you to be an old bastard, just bet on a place, the old man wins, there is one more Biluomen, you are too empty and one less, how about it, dare you bet?"

Ling Xuzi said disdainfully when he heard this: "Bet on ......" Before the words fell, the winner and the loser had already been divided on the field, Ling Xuzi's old face turned purple, and he almost held back his internal injuries, but he didn't say the second half of the sentence......

I saw that at the same time that the strong man who was the head of the three murders of Taihang smashed Ye Xing with a fist, Ye Xing's whole speed suddenly exploded, and he actually took the initiative to crash into Qi Kaishan's arms, and a sword was against his throat!

This scene happened between lightning and fire, and before the group could react, the winner had already been divided, and Ling Xuzi was even more embarrassed......

"Hey, old Zamao, what are you? Did you accept the gambling contract?" Wai San laughed.

Ling Xuzi's face turned pale, and he immediately snorted coldly: "Of course not! Such a big thing, how can it be child's play! Hmph!"