The golden sunlight swayed in the open space in front of the Fengzen platform, there were more and more high-rollers from all over the country, many of them were strange things, and there was a person with a large sleeve fluttering to come, only to see that his hair was thinning and his appearance was not good, and he was carrying an ancient sword behind him, but he was another figure among the five ancestors, the sword Aoki Taoist.

In recent years, the old ginseng that has disappeared has appeared one after another, which has excited many people in the martial arts.

After coming to the venue, seeing that Yan Chi and the others were already sitting on the Fengzen platform, Shenmu Daoist laughed loudly, "The four old guys came quite early, it seems that the poor Dao is late." After that, he jumped up like a big cyan bird, and after a few ups and downs, he flew a distance of nearly 100 meters, and sat directly on the chair next to Yan Chi.

Abbot Sanshi hurriedly came over to greet the Shenmu Daoren, for him, the five ancestors are like gods, and it is already very face-saving to be able to come to participate in the martial arts conference.

On the other side of the mountain road, there was another old man in a black cloak, even his head was stuffed into the hat of the cloak, as thin as a bamboo pole, and his face barely had much flesh, like a skeleton.

Seeing this old man, those old and experienced high-rollers hurriedly silenced and didn't dare to say any more, it turned out that the other party was the most mysterious, weird and ruthless among the five ancestors, the ghost hand Qiao Hong.

This Qiao Hong has the same name as Qiu Yu's roommate, but he has dominated the rivers and lakes for more than 30 years, making countless enemies, killing people like hemp, and his hands are stained with the blood of countless people!

Seeing the appearance of the ghost hand Qiao Hong, more than a dozen men and women suddenly came out of the crowd, they were holding various weapons, and their eyes flashed with hatred, murderous.

The middle-aged woman at the head rebuked angrily: "Qiao Hong, your executioner has finally appeared, eight years ago you killed my father Wang Tongliao, the fire-eyed judge, and now our Wang family is here to take revenge, and we want you to die in front of the heroes of the world." ”

There are rivers and lakes, there are grievances, and suddenly someone comes out to seek revenge against the ghost hand, which inevitably causes everyone to speculate and talk about the origin of these people.

"Judge Fire-Eyed is also a well-known figure, he died violently eight years ago, but I didn't expect it to be a case made by ghost hands."

"In this way, they are from the Zhongzhou Wang family."

"Alas, they are too bold to seek revenge against the ghost hands......"

The ghost hand Qiao Hong stopped, his eyes like dead fish rolled down, swept over those men and women, and made an ugly voice intertwined with Jin Ge, "I have killed too many people, I can't remember this kind of small role, don't waste time, come over quickly, I'll send you to see him." ”

Seeing that a bloody battle was about to be staged, Abbot Sansh hurriedly jumped off the self-styled Zen platform and explained: "You have something to say, today is the day of the martial arts conference, if you have any grudges between you, let's worry about it later......"

Ghost hand Qiao Hong didn't eat this at all, turned his head and said coldly: "Get out, otherwise I will kill you together." ”

Abbot Sansh's white face turned red, almost the same as a monkey's buttocks, which made him extremely embarrassed and felt unable to get off the stage, but he still endured this evil breath and obediently retreated to the side. As the saying goes, it's better to offend a gentleman than a villain! The guy with the ghost hand is an out-and-out villain, ruthless, and it's better to stay away.

The enemy who killed her father was in front of her, which made the middle-aged woman excited, and she waved the Yanling knife in her hand and shouted angrily: "Brothers and sisters, we have been practicing martial arts for many years, just to avenge the old man, everyone rushed, killed that brute ......"

The middle-aged woman rushed over first, the speed was quite fast, it seemed that there were two strikes, followed by more than a dozen men and women, who stepped forward without hesitation.

The cold light flashed, and the Yanling knife in the middle-aged woman's hand slashed diagonally at the shoulder of the ghost hand Qiao Hong, and the blade was sharp.

Everyone stared at the past, secretly thinking, they had long heard of the name of the ghost hand Qiao Hong, but they had never seen him make a move, and now was an opportunity.

Qiu Yu shook his head slightly, that woman's martial arts are stronger than ordinary martial artists, but she is not a master, with such kung fu to find the ghost hand of one of the five ancestors to seek revenge, it can be said that it is more than auspicious!

Sure enough, just as the Yanling knife was slashing down, Qiao Hong suddenly struck, and in the flash of lightning, the middle-aged woman let out a miserable scream, her right wrist was broken, and the Yanling knife fell to the ground. Immediately afterwards, an even more bloody scene appeared, Qiao Hong's pitch-black right hand grabbed the middle-aged woman's chest, penetrated the other party's flesh and skin directly into the chest, and when the arm was quickly withdrawn, he grabbed the bloody heart in his hand, still beating slightly, and everyone who watched screamed loudly, shocking.

At the moment when the middle-aged woman was dying, her eyes widened and she looked at her heart, and she looked like she was dead, and then fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the death of relatives made the eyes of more than ten men and women split, and the nearest young man shouted hoarsely: "Eldest sister......" But he felt that the red light flashed in front of him, and the heart flew over like lightning and actually plugged his mouth.

A black shadow rushed over, and with a "Peng" sound, Qiao Hong's fist smashed on the young man's head, and the young man's skull burst and he fell to death.

Everyone was terrified, the name of the ghost hand really deserved its name, he was really a weapon for killing, and those two hands as hard as iron were comparable to the sharp blades of the treasure knife.

The bloodier killing was still to come, and the descendants of the royal family were eager for revenge, and even though they witnessed the death of their relatives, they still rushed forward as if they were not dying. I saw Qiao Hong's figure flashing as quickly as the wind, his two hands flew up and down, and the murderous aura was pervasive everywhere he went, and in an instant, more than a dozen men and women all fell in a pool of blood, and none of them survived.

Qiao Hong's hands were stained with blood, he casually wiped it on the black cloak, and walked towards the Feng Chan platform.

Everyone was frightened, and secretly said in their hearts: "Is this a man or a devil, it's too ruthless!" ”

After coming to the Fengzen platform, seeing that there was still a seat, Qiao Hong stepped forward and sat on the chair, his face full of indifference.

Yan Chi shook his head and said, "You have killed too many people, and sooner or later you will be punished." ”

Qiao Hong snorted coldly: "I don't need you to care about ......"

The staff in the audience were busy carrying the body away, and the abbot of Sansh wiped the sweat off his face with the sleeves of his wide robe, walked to the middle of the stage with a microphone in his hand, and said loudly: "The five ancestors of the highest representative of Huaxia martial arts have arrived, and now this martial arts conference has officially begun, and the salute will be fired!" ”

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

The sound of salutes came and went, which was the kind commonly used by wedding companies, and it was very lively.

After the sound of firecrackers, the hustle and bustle gradually stopped, and Abbot Sansh began to tell the long history of the martial arts conference, and explained the strict nature of the conference, as well as the addition of the newcomer list, as well as the rules for being on the list.

Immediately afterwards, the abbot of Sansh read out the names according to the people on the heavenly list and the weighbridge, similar to the roll call in the school class, and the people who were called by name all agreed, "It's here." ”