The frost-covered ring made a jingling bell, and with Ling Yuelun's fall, the ice crystals that were originally wrapped in the snow falcon sword inserted in the stone bricks shattered, and it looked like the sword wrapped in ice broke the frost seal, and Ling Yuelun's internal force injected into the sword had been exhausted, not only the ice crystals on the sword were shattered, but the ice on the entire ring was shattered, and the sound of ping-pong was like a magical music, and the sound of the performance was accompanied by a wireless scream......

Ling Yuelun fell next to the Snow Falcon Sword, his palm was unconscious, the stiffness spread, Ling Yuelun didn't even have the strength to struggle to get up, and his eyes were getting more and more blurry, "Damn......" He shook his head, and then the blur did not disappear, but became heavier and heavier! Lying on the ground, in a blurred line of sight, watching Long Aotian slowly push forward with his toes high, looking up made Ling Yuelun extremely humiliated, he turned his head to the side violently, but this action made his drowsy head black, and he couldn't see anything! "Die......" The last thing he heard was Long Aotian's cold voice. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Ling Li naturally wouldn't sit idly by when she saw Ling Yuelun falling, Long Aotian pounced on the palm that was about to make up for Ling Yuelun's heavenly spirit cover was blocked by her, and the palm shook Ling Li's chest with a faint pain, as if it was cracked, she pulled out the snow falcon sword inserted in the stone brick with her left hand, and the snow falcon sword slashed the tip of the sword and cut through the stone slab under Long Aotian's feet, looking like cutting tofu. Long Aotian retreated and was about to attack Ling Yuelun's death again, but he didn't think that Ling Li had already retreated from the ring with Ling Yuelun.

"Shadow Sect Sect Master Long Aotian has excellent martial arts, my Tianshan Sect's skills are not as good as others, and I am willing to lose...... Willing to lose! Ling Li said loudly.

If there was no accident for Monk Yongjing, it would inevitably be cheered for the wonderful duel between the two under the ring of this admission of defeat, and then, at this moment, there was silence. No one knows what Long Aotian wants to do next, and no one can guess. Even Xiao Liping just stood aside and didn't dare to make a sound.

Long Aotian still had a grim face, not showing any joy because of his victory, he pointed at Ling Yuelun and said: "Winning or losing is one thing, but the death of the eternal quiet monk, if you Heavenly Sect don't give an explanation, don't want to escape!" As soon as the words fell, the stick monks of Shaolin Temple became restless again, only to see the stick monks once again group to surround the heavens. Among them, the oldest monk is called Yan Yan, and he instructed the monks: "Senior disciples, don't let this group of villains escape!" ”

The disciples of the Tianshan Sect felt that they would not sit idly by and drew their swords against each other. Just when the two factions were tense, I saw a monk say: "Senior Brother Yanyan wants to talk to them more, pull them down and avenge the master!" "The warrior monks are eager to try, and the circle surrounding the people of the Tianshan faction is gradually shrinking, just waiting for the leading Yanyan monk to give an order to the Tianshan faction, Long Aotian hugged his chest and looked at the two gangs, Ling Yuelun defeated the Shaolin stick monks, but they don't need to help themselves, it is best for the two factions to be defeated and afraid of injury...

Just when Long Aotian was making a wishful thinking and was about to clasp his hands on his chest and prepare to see when the Shaolin Temple would make a move, it was best for him to be a favor and help them take down the Tianshan faction, a voice sounded: "Slow! ”

Following the sound, I saw a person holding his chest and staggering towards everyone.

"Aren't you Master Jiang?" A monk said loudly, Jiang Yun helped the Shaolin Temple, and lived in the Shaolin Temple for a period of time, but was remembered by the monk. Jiang Yun's face was pale, and he looked like he might fall down at any time, Xiao Lang followed behind him and was ready to faint at any time for this "useless" kid.

"It wasn't the Tianshan Sect that killed Master Yongjing!" Jiang Yun's voice exploded like a muffled thunder, and Long Aotian and Xiao Liping couldn't help but change color in the ring, Long Aotian said in his heart: "Impossible, he can't see clearly!" Even Ling Yuelun could only see clearly at the last moment when he was so close, how could he see my tricks when he was so far away and seriously injured? Thinking of this, Long Aotian put down his heart and still hugged his chest to see what kind of waves this kid suddenly broke through.

"It's him Long Aotian!" Jiang Yun gritted his teeth and pointed out. Then this sentence was not moved by most people, and the crowd watching the battle in the ring knew that this competition was held by Long Aotian, and the Shadow Sect said that it was the Tianshan faction, but they didn't dare to say that it was Wudang or any other faction. However, everyone in the Shaolin faction hesitated, and the warrior monks were reminded to beware of Long Aotian as early as when they came, and then it was an indisputable fact that the monk Yongjing was killed by Ling Yuelun of the Tianshan Mountains with a sword, and they had to believe that their eyes were like fire and water with the Tianshan faction.

"Boy? You are unwilling to be defeated by me, but you say such nonsense, who do you think you can tease? Long Aotian retorted, he still looked calm. The sneer on the corner of his mouth makes it impossible to see through what he wants to do.

"Master Yongjing has always been calm and wise, could he not be sure that he would be sure that he suddenly made a move to stop the Ling Sect Master of the Tianshan Sect?" Jiang Yun's body was already extremely weak, and he felt a pain in his chest when he just said a few words, and he was sweating profusely, "Moreover, Ling Yuelun's sword was slashed at Master Yongjing's back, not a vital point, and Master Yongjing died without screaming, this is simply impossible!" Jiang Yun said to the Shaolin stick monks: "Do you think that Master Yongjing's martial arts are so vulnerable? ”

Everyone in Shaolin talked about it, and Master Yongjing's martial arts were naturally second to none, otherwise he would not have been sent down the mountain by the abbot of Zhiran. It is indeed strange that Master Yongjing's death is so like. However, a cold snort interrupted everyone's train of thought, "Then why did you say that I killed you?" Long Aotian was domineering and resolute, only to see that he once again smelled of murder, and his cannibalistic eyes glared at Jiang Yun.

"You can't hide it from me. Long Aotian! Jiang Yun scolded angrily, Jiang Yun didn't know what method Long Aotian used to kill Monk Yongjing, but there is no doubt that Yongjing died at the hands of Long Aotian, "I guarantee with my life, I will definitely take revenge!" Jiang Yun's reddened eyes were not afraid of Long Aotian's domineering eyes, the two of them looked at each other like this, if Long Aotian was a tiger, then Jiang Yun was a wolf, but unfortunately the tiger was high and majestic, but the wolf was scarred and embarrassed.

"Our personal enmity will be settled, but if you count the death of the Eternal Quiet Monk on my head, I will surely let you understand my anger!" Long Aotian flatly denied it.

As soon as the monk wavered, he asked Monk Yanyan, "What should I do, senior brother?" If it's really a dragon...", he couldn't help but lower his voice when he said about Long Aotian, "... If we killed Master Yongjing, wouldn't we have offended the Tianshan Sect? ”

Monk Yanyan's face was solemn, and he walked next to the monk who was taking care of the master's body, and looked at the back of Yongjing's corpse was blood-red, and the long blood stain was shocking, and the wide robe had already been dyed blood-red. Even his white eyebrows were stained with blood, and Monk Yanyan's heart ached, he stood up and pointed at the Tianshan Sect with a long stick: "If you kill the master, my Shaolin will definitely go to the Tianshan Mountains to take revenge, of course, if the master really dies at the hands of the Shadow Sect......" Yan Yan raised his head and was not afraid of the high dragon Ao Tiandao, "My Shaolin will also be inseparable from the Shadow Sect!" He withdrew his long stick, and splashed the mud and sand at his feet half a man high. Let's go, take Master back! Yan Yan ordered.

Although the monks are unwilling, they are all practicing monks, and their obsession with hatred is not as undying as Jiang Yun.

Seeing the Shaolin monks leaving, Ling Li felt that this was Long Aotian's territory and could not stay for a long time, so Ling Yuelun raised his head and said: "Sect Master Long is good at martial arts, good means, my Tianshan Sect will definitely be ashamed today." Then he commanded them to leave. A dozen people from the Tianshan Sect also left quickly, Ling Xinyue walked at the back and didn't forget to look back at Jiang Yun, he was still staring at Long Aotian with blood-red eyes.

Xiao Lang pulled Jiang Yun's sleeve and whispered: "If you don't leave at the moment, there is no chance, is it possible that you want to stay and wait for Long Aotian to pour you a cup of tea?" Stay in the green mountains without worrying about no firewood! ”

Jiang Yun's fists were still clenched and unmoved, life and death were only for a moment, life or death, but his crumbling body stood tall because of this obsession. Suddenly, there was a heavy blow on the back of the neck, Jiang Yun's eyes were dark, Xiao Lang didn't look at Long Aotian, and followed behind the Tianshan faction with a light flicker.

"Sect Master, do you want to keep this kid?" Xiao Liping asked in a low voice. Although the martial arts conference has ended, the winner is not so important, and naturally there is no need to cheer for Long Aotian's victory, because it was destined from the beginning. Xiao Liping even saved the steps to announce Long Aotian's victory.

"No, what about letting him go? Besides, he may not be able to leave alive! Let's deal with the mess of your Ten Thousand Swords Villa first! Long Aotian turned his back, and behind him was the unconscious Hua Manxian......