The next day, the morning sun was rising, the sky was still not fully bright, and the White Tiger Altar was already full of people. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

After a hasty breakfast, Mu Shan took Xiuniang and Sima Yuchen, who were curious and excited, and crowded into the crowd early to deliver their names to participate in the World Buwu Conference.

"Senior sister, aren't you participating?"

Sima Yuchen looked at the martial artists around him who were really angry and their strength was not below her, his confidence was greatly frustrated, and he said coldly: "No! ”

Mu Shan had just put the bamboo slips with his sect and name written on them into the box, and when he heard Sima Yuchen's reply, he suddenly made a worried face and said with a wicked smile: "Really? There are three places in a sect, don't you want to be a hero in the world? ”

Mu Shan saw that Sima Yuchen's face turned blue, and his left shoulder was slightly slanted, and he immediately guessed what she was going to do, and quickly moved his steps at the moment, avoiding Sima Yuchen's right foot, and gloating: "Hey, I can't step on it, I can't step on it!" ”

"You're ......, huh!" Sima Yuchen glanced at Mu Shan hatefully, flicked his sleeves, and turned to leave.

"Mu Shan, you are too much, how can you taunt senior sister like this."

Looking at the coquettish Xiuniang, Mu Shan pursed his lips and said aggrievedly: "How can there be!" The master asked us to come over, and the original intention was to let her participate in the World Buwu Conference with me, who knew that she would retreat. When I was in Longyin Mountain, I still looked like I didn't take the world's heroes in my eyes, but now I have become a turtle with a shrunken head......"

"You, you don't know how to accumulate some virtues, how can you say that senior sister is a turtle with a shrunken head!" Xiuniang gently pinched Mu Shan and said: "In Longyin Valley, I have met Gao Lan, Wu Anguo, Yan Liang, Wen Chou, and now Gan Ning, Dian Wei, and Tai Shici, which one is not better than the senior sister. If you know that there is a huge disparity between winners and losers, you will become unself-aware. ”

"Why do I sound like I'm pointing at Sang and scolding Huai......" Mu Shan drooped his eyelids, shrugged his shoulders dejectedly, and said, "Okay, I admit that I am not as good as them now, but one day I will surpass them." ”

"Look, the battle list over there is out. Find out who your first opponent is. ”

Mu Shan was dragged by Xiuniang to a bulletin wall, on which five ring areas were vividly divided, and each of them had a list of battles, detailing the sects and names of both sides.

"The first area, the first game, the opponent is Mu Shun of Lei Mozong, Chen Shi starts!"

After searching the entire bulletin wall, but never found the names of Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, Mu Shan felt a little regretful in his heart, and heard Xiuniang reading out his opponent beside him, and said suspiciously: "Mu Shun, he is also surnamed Mu, hehe, it's really a coincidence, maybe it was still a family five hundred years ago." ”

"Half an hour to go." Xiuniang's eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a little worry: "Lei Mozong is a major sect in Bingzhou, with a profound background and many masters,...... Mu Shan, can you be sure? Your life is at stake, don't be reckless! ”

Mu Shan patted his chest and said arrogantly: "Don't worry, it's not a life-and-death fight, and the scene I've seen is thousands of times more dangerous than today." Xiuniang, you just wait to applaud me. ”

"Mu Shan, I brought a beauty to give you a sweep, it seems that you are determined to win! But be careful, don't say that Uncle Ben didn't remind you, there is only one word difference between a hero and a bear. ”

"That's right, let's have one title for each of us, I want to be a hero, and I'll leave the rest to you!" Mu Shan followed the prestige and said with a smile: "What, who is your opponent?" Is it difficult? ”

"It's not worth mentioning, the only people present who can compete with Uncle Ben are Yan Liang, Dian Wei, and Tai Shici, but it's a little strange that Wen Chou's guy didn't participate."

"He didn't participate, hehe, maybe that's my fortune. In this way, my final opponent in this ring should be him. Mu Shan pointed to the list on the bulletin wall, bright red vermilion lacquer, dyed into five thick characters: Vermilion Bird Altar, Zhang He!

"It's really a narrow road, although he has the upper hand when he was in the Dragon Hidden Valley, but I am not without the slightest opportunity." Mu Shan's right fist was clenched, and his blazing eyes burst out with infinite fighting spirit and sparks: "Long Yuan, one of the top ten divine swords, really doesn't know what kind of magical power he has, it's exciting!" ”

"Friends, today is the 10-year World Buwu Conference, the day of the official convening, we are in the rivers and lakes, there is not so much red tape, there is only one rule this time, to meet friends with martial arts, just click on it. If someone really dies in battle, they can't be provoked in the future, and if they have any objections, they can still withdraw before the conference begins! ”

Mu Shan looked towards the top of the stone platform, and saw a white-haired old man, wearing a brocade robe painted with a white tiger pattern, standing in front of the other seven old men, between his eyebrows, there was a strong killing aura, which was daunting. What is particularly memorable for Mu Shan is the left sleeve of this person, empty, which should be the arm lost in the accident ten years ago.

Is it him again? Who the hell is he?

Mu Shan's eyes swept over the seven people behind the white tiger one by one, and when his gaze met the disciple of the cart behind Tiancang, he really felt the other party's banter and cunning, as if it was a poisonous snake quietly approaching its prey.

"Everyone has made up their minds, so let's invite the first group of opponents to the stage today! Mu Shan of the Heavenly Sword Sect fought against Mu Shun of the Lei Mo Sect! ”

When Mu Shan heard the white tiger mention his name, he came back to his senses, his toes touched the ground, his body was like the wind, he turned lightly, and flew over the martial arts platform in the middle of the stage.

At the foot, a sword and axe chisel martial arts character lies in the middle, and on both sides are weapon racks full of various blades.

Listening to the noisy discussions around him, Mu Shan only felt that the blood in his body was beginning to boil, his eyes were burning and he stared at the mediocre young man in front of him, and said with his fists clenched: "Heavenly Sword Sect, Mu Shan, please advise!" ”

"Lei Mozong, Mu Shun!"

As soon as the man finished speaking, the big axe in his hand was busy bursting with a burst of blue light, and in the sound of swishing chaos, the fish jumped up and slashed towards Mu Shan's head: "Be careful, thunder!" ”

This person is an impatient, and his cultivation is not much different from mine. …… The cyan thunder light, although it is far inferior to Guan Yu in terms of momentum, but the thunder attribute technique is the most domineering and violent, and it should not be underestimated.

Mu Shan made up his mind, and when Mu Shun's big axe was on top of his head, his footsteps turned continuously, not retreating, but advancing, bringing a light breeze, and swept past Mu Shun's side by mistake.

"......Boom" thunder exploded, and the cyan thunder bloomed like a flower, bringing up countless gravel and fly ash, scattering in all directions.

The stone slab under the feet of "Sizzle......" was spread by electric sparks, and the thin electric current passed through the ankle and climbed up, causing Mu Shan's body to stagnate slightly.

"Pick up!" Mu Shanjian turned around with him, warding off evil spirits with golden-purple flames, and slashed straight towards Mu Shun behind him.

"Thunder Flash!"

The long sword qi reached the body, and Mu Shun still maintained the posture of the big axe slashing the ground, but just listening to his loud shout, Mu Shan felt a flower in front of him, as if there was a thunderbolt volleying in the air, and it was rushing towards the distance.

"So fast!" Mu Shan's hand cut off the evil spirit, and looked at it carefully, but saw Mu Shun staying in front, his chest rising and falling, and his breath was slightly chaotic.