If you get the blood-eyed lion king, you will be forced to ask about the whereabouts of the dragon slaying mountain spear, and the reason why you have a deep blood feud with him in the first place, there is an endless stream of people competing for the right to dispose of it on the stage. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Since the Shaolin faction did not restrict the martial arts cultivation of those who came to power, it may have been some martial arts rookies who came to power at the beginning, but later, various famous masters gradually showed their skills and went to the stage to fight.

On the competition platform, it soon became a dangerous area where swords and swords and shadows and innate true qi flew all over the sky.

Everyone in the audience was also fascinated and addicted, usually these innate masters are deeply hidden, where is there such a good opportunity today, can see so many masters perform their stunts?

However, because there were too many people on the spot, the Shaolin faction also set two rules at first.

First, the Shaolin faction will not fight.

Second, each faction is limited to two players.

In this way, excluding most of those who purely came to see the excitement and did not dare to come to power and lose face because they knew that their strength was not good, most of the rest were powerful sects with heads and faces.

After a long day of fighting, when it was almost night, and the torches were lit on the venue for lighting, the competition for this conference finally came to an end.

The last person standing on the stage was an elder of the Diancang faction. Decades ago, he was a famous master, but now no one knows him, and only the same older generation of martial artists can recognize this former figure.

This Dian Cang Elder's opponent was the former head of the Kunlun faction, and the two were close in strength, but the former still had a slight upper hand, and the last palm hit the opponent's shoulder hard, forcing the opponent to admit defeat.

The Diancang faction won, and after seeing the thrill of the battle just now, no one dared to challenge it on stage anymore.

Diancang is one of the nine major sects, and there are countless masters in the faction, and no one will disagree with sending an elder of the older generation to win the conference.

Of course, this can't be said to be stronger than other top forces, first of all, Shaolin did not participate, Huashan Emei and others only sent a few disciples to go through the motions, and Wudang, Kongtong, etc. also did the same, and they didn't even go to the stage to do anything.

The only one who really competes with the Diancang faction is Kunlun, and as for the first- and second-rate forces that other people sent to power, they have not yet been put in the eyes of the Diancang faction.

In short, in the face of this result, no one will feel unacceptable, and the victory of the Diancang faction is logical.

At this time, Shaolin Abbot Fakong came forward again, he walked up to the Lei Tai, nodded to Elder Diancang, and announced loudly to everyone in the audience: "The disposal power of the Blood-Eyed Lion King belongs to the Diancang faction." ”

After saying this, Fakong turned to Elder Diancang and said, "Congratulations to Elder Qin, the Blood-Eyed Lion King is being imprisoned in the Shaolin backyard and will be sent here in a moment." ”

"I'm tired. ”

Elder Diancang bowed his hand politely.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a man's voice resounded throughout the audience, and judging from the direction from which the voice came from, it was actually in the air!

Everyone subconsciously raised their heads and looked into the air.

Sure enough, there was a person in the sky who was using a wonderful light skill, slowly falling down, and the landing point was on the competition platform.

"What kind of person? The conference is about to end before it appears, doesn't this make Shaolin and the Diancang faction ugly?"

"Hehe, it doesn't matter who is here, anyway, there is a good show to watch. ”

Because the sky is dark and the person who comes is in the air, many people can't see his appearance clearly, and even if he sees it clearly, he can't recognize his identity.

And only, in the place where Bat Mountain Villa is located, Bai Xiaorong and her daughter, as well as several disciples around her, they all recognized this person who suddenly fell from the sky.

Syllable!

The man in the sky above finally fell, touched the corner of the martial arts platform with his toes, and looked at Fakong and Elder Diancang who were standing in the center of the platform.

The man's face was vicissitudes, and he couldn't tell his exact age, he might be in his thirties, or he might be in his forties or fifties. His hair is black and white, especially his temples have been completely white. The most striking thing is that on his left arm, the sleeve is actually fluttering, and it seems that he is a cripple with a missing arm.

The person who came was Liu Fei!

He heard that Shaolin was going to hold a lion slaughter conference on the rivers and lakes, so he hurried up and almost never sleeped, although the road was far away, but at this time he finally caught up with the last moment.

"Where's my father?"

Liu Fei's eyes contained a dangerous light, staring at Fakong's body and asking.

His question was clueless, and most of the people present couldn't understand what he meant.

But Fakong understood, he glanced at Liu Fei twice, and then said calmly: "The donor is the child back then, right?

"Don't talk nonsense!

Liu Fei's eyes were red, after he and his parents left the island where he grew up, he had never seen his father-in-law again, but now he learned that his father-in-law was going to be fought over like a cargo, which made his heart like a knife, and he couldn't wait to save his father-in-law from the fire in the next second.

"The donor is too angry, it's better to stay in my temple to worship the Buddha, wait until the demon obstacle is gone, and then look back and look at ......"

"Fart!"

Fakong began to preach, but Liu Fei immediately interrupted him and shouted angrily: "In the past, you forced my father and mother to death, and today you want to attack my father-in-law, put away your face!

"Alas!"

Fakong sighed, turned his head to Elder Diancang and said, "This benefactor has fallen into the devil deeply, so it is better to ask Elder Qin to subdue him." ”

"Hehe, it's a gesture. ”

Elder Diancang is not afraid of being used as a gunman, anyway, he can't get used to seeing this Liu Fei in front of him, and he has long wanted to do it.

"Hmph, I really have to do it. ”

Liu Fei sneered, didn't say hello at all, stepped forward, and raised his hand to shoot out a sword qi.

"This is!?"

Whether it was Elder Diancang or Abbot Fakong, they didn't take Liu Fei in their eyes at all, but at this moment, their faces changed drastically.

The other party seemed to emit a mediocre sword aura, and ordinary people seemed to be amazed at most that Liu Fei was an innate master who could release his true qi, but in the eyes of a real master, he saw the killing intent contained in this sword qi.

Where is this sword qi, it is clearly a hundred, a thousand, countless small sword qi condensed together, and the blow turned into was like a life-urging talisman, making Fakong and Elder Diancang change color in an instant, and immediately cast light skills to hide to the side, not daring to take it hard at all.

Of course, this is also the reason why the two underestimated their opponents and let Liu Fei take the lead.

But it can't be done again, with this understanding, the two of them will always be on guard, and they will be able to mobilize their true qi to protect their bodies when the next attack comes.

Not to mention, Shaolin Abbot Fakong himself has also cultivated the "Yijin Sutra" and a "Golden Bell Divine Skill", once he gets serious, whether Liu Fei's sword qi can break his true qi protection is two words.