(The last paragraph of the previous chapter is my sentiment about martial arts, which has nothing to do with the original text.) Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe people in my pen are different in my own opinion, they come from my cognition of the real big people in society, the majesty and momentum of the big people do not come from their old-fashioned seriousness, but their daily life is no different from ordinary people, hidden between us but doing something we can't do, okay, enter the text)

Outside the gate of the Xiaoyao Palace, most of the Tianqingzi and others actually noticed that the five ancestors of Persia had entered the Xiaoyao Palace, after all, even if the skills were inferior to others, the gap was not very large. They didn't do anything because they couldn't do anything. Now is not the time to turn around, after all, the protagonist in today's scene is Tianqingzi. So they were on the martial arts training ground outside the gate and continued to talk. Ignoring the five Persians in the house.

Qiu Wuxian was a little anxious at this time, he planned to see that everyone was shocked, but he didn't expect that everyone didn't notice the five Persians at all. But Qiu Wuwu is not stupid, these old guys are pretending, see how long they can pretend.

Although Tianqingzi and the others were chatting, the smiles on their faces were very embarrassed, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

The lawless Buddha beads were lightly twisted, the scriptures in the mouth stopped, and instantly felt a strong internal force like a violent wind, and the sound of lawlessness resounded throughout the Xiaoyao Gorge, like Sanskrit sounds, like bells, endlessly: "Foreign donors, today's martial arts competition, the venue is in the martial arts training ground outside the gate of the Xiaoyao Palace, the main hall of the Xiaoyao Palace is not suitable for fighting, and a few people are invited to talk about it." "No force was used, the Persians went in by themselves, so let him come out by himself, and the ginger was still old and spicy.

When the turbid true qi dissipated again, and the heaven and earth were quiet again, Hongyun and all the disciples were already surrounding the main hall, facing these five people, I don't know where Hongyun got the courage, and he actually wanted to confront it head-on.

The Persians in the room looked at each other and smiled, and then another powerful true qi oppressive voice resounded around the Xiaoyao Palace, and this aura was stronger than the lawlessness just now. "Isn't it true that we came from afar, doesn't the head of heaven plan to let us drink a cup of tea first, aren't your rivers and lakes in the Central Plains the most benevolent, righteous and moral, those who come are guests, and your hospitality is like this?"

Yang Luotian snorted coldly, and the pure yang qi was instantly diffused, although he lost a move in chess when competing with the Persians, but when it came to the strength of the internal force and the control of it, I am afraid that none of the people here can compete with Yang Luotian. "Where I am a chivalrous hero in the Central Plains martial arts, I treat a hero like a confidant, but a person with bad intentions and ulterior motives, we are very polite. ”

Only one of the five Persian ancestors has gray hair, so I think this should be the leader of the five. "Why should City Lord Yang be angry, I came here today to make friends with the heroes of the Central Plains, don't misunderstand our intentions and hurt the peace. "This white-haired man is the one who injured Yang Luotian in Lonely Moon City, but he overestimated himself too much, he wanted to suppress Yang Luotian with internal force but didn't know that he could win Yang Luotian by relying on weird moves, not the strength of internal force, obviously his voice just fell, and then the voice in the canyon was gone, and there was no residual echo, he was suppressed to death. Qiu Wu was sarcastic in his heart, Yelang was arrogant, it was okay if this old man was deflated, and the province was arrogant when he cooperated in the future.

The deflated Persian reined in his internal strength, sat on the chair with a dark face, and his edge temporarily faded a little. The youngest of the five Persian ancestors picked up the tea bowl and took a sip gently, the kind of bewitching temptation on the red lips is afraid that it will be difficult to find one comparable to her in the entire Central Plains, Yue Zhenzhen, Zhao Yunwei will probably be embarrassed in front of her, if you don't know the horror of this gang of women, I'm afraid that many people in the rivers and lakes will want to take it for themselves, such a superb stunner, how can it not attract people's eyes. There was a hint of cold light in the blue eyes of the Fanbang woman here, and then, the sound of the piano was like a heavenly sound, coming from all directions, and everyone in the martial arts training field heard the sound of the piano, and suddenly felt bad in their hearts, and immediately closed their hearings.

Feng Xiaomei smiled playfully, "Play with me and carve insect skills." After that, he stroked the bamboo qin, and a very ugly song covered the sound of the piano just now, and the five ancestors of Persia also felt that they were not second, and their luck resisted.

The Persian woman also smiled playfully: "It's really shameful that your subordinates are defeated, and they dare to come and be embarrassed." The sound of the piano turned like a storm was coming, and lightning and thunder roared. It seems that the Taihang is broken, the five mountains are destroyed, and the momentum of the sky is collapsing, gathering a straight point at Feng Xiaomei.

"It's not good", Feng Xiaomei's Tianqin Lai Demon Sound was exerted to the eighth to the extreme, and the true qi and the qin sound were intertwined and tried their best to resist this force. But after all, her skills are not as good as others, Feng Xiaomei felt a slight sweetness in her throat.

At this moment, out of nowhere, another piano sound sounded, and the heartwarming sound of the mountains and rivers made Feng Xiaomei smile even though she was injured. At this time, she was very proud and admired her vision.

The sound of the piano is like gurgling water, like winter going to spring as warm people, in that sound of the piano Yang Luotian and others will feel a kind of vitality, the invisible vitality between heaven and earth, it is all-encompassing, that kind of vitality can only be created by nature, but it can also be produced in the sound of the piano. This piano sound is a song, there is no entanglement of true qi, there is no murderous ambush, but in an instant, the song that is inseparable just now is absolutely covered, when this fresh dissipation, Feng Xiaomei's face is much soothed, the Persian woman frowned, relieved, but in the blink of an eye, she became nervous, because there was another song between heaven and earth, it was the magic sound of Tianqin, that was the magic sound of Tianqin that he had not heard.

Qiu Wuxian's originally leisurely smile became stiff at this time, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Just as the Persian woman was about to stroke the piano again to resist, the sound of the piano quietly disappeared. Under the lion in the martial arts training field, a charming figure fell, and everyone was shocked again when they saw this, even Feng Xiaomei was full of confusion, because the person in front of her was Zhao Duoer, and she only had an ordinary bamboo flute in her hand, except for the red and black hair, Zhao Duoer was an ordinary woman, but she had a face that captivated the country and the city. Dongfang Jiuxiao looked at the mysterious woman who suddenly appeared on the cadre position, and his heart was also nervous, and Qiu Wuxiao's face was even more ugly, because at this time, they couldn't feel any true qi fluctuations on this woman's body, and he only had a bamboo flute in his hand.

Everyone has already fought for the first time in the Xiaoyao Palace, obviously both the Persians and Qiu Wushu feel that the situation is a little out of control, and everyone doesn't know that at the top of Xiaoyao Peak, the purple robe and red clothes have quietly started the first battle of this martial arts conference, the battle of life and death, the battle of the peak, and one of the most exciting duels today. There is also no competition with a strong aura here, on the contrary, it is quieter than anywhere else, and this kind of quiet in the mountains and forests is called weird. Here, every flutter of leaves will determine the outcome of a duel.

A war related to the survival of the Central Plains martial arts has begun silently, but there are still many people who have not yet arrived, such as You Qianlang, such as the heads of some sects, such as Zhao Yunfeng, who is running on the official road, and the two swords of treading snow and looking for plums.