A willow leaf dart and a bamboo flute arrived at Lin Ruochen's heart almost at the same time!

The position of the three formed an angle, Pei Qingzhu made a late shot, but the bamboo flute flew first. The willow leaf dart penetrated into the bamboo flute, and it was difficult to advance for half a point.

Pei Qingzhu's bamboo flute didn't fly straight out, spinning violently in the air. The moment the tip of the dart pierced into the body of the flute, the force was already unloaded!

Lin Ruochen was powerless to dodge, and he didn't even turn his head, and the bamboo flute blocked a dart, but it also slapped heavily on his back.

The bamboo flute exploded, the clothes on Lin Ruochen's back were smashed, and a bright red scar instantly appeared. Staggered forward, bent over, and a mouthful of blood spurted out!

After all, in order to block that dart, Pei Qingzhu's strength on this bamboo flute is not light.

Above the square, two voices rose to the sky!

"Yun Chengshu, do you dare to hurt people with secret arrows? Look for death! ”

"Lin Ruochen, you dare to kill the disciples of my inner eight sects? Look for death! ”

Pei Qingzhu's clothes fluttered, as if he came to the sky, and hit the clouds and trees on the high platform!

At the same time, on the high platform, a middle-aged martial artist shouted violently, and was about to rush out of the martial arts stage. Huo Shang frowned slightly, but he didn't stop it.

He knew the status of Di Zhongshan in the heart of the patriarch of Kun Dimen, Di Chengtian, who was the patriarch heir he was going to inherit the mantle, and was killed in the ring by Lin Ruochen on the spot, if he didn't go up to take revenge, it wouldn't be the style of Di Chengtian, who was known for protecting his shortcomings.

Huo Shang did not stop the earth, but it did not mean that he would let Pei Qingzhu make a move, got up and stepped forward, and said coldly: "The royal family grabs the red, idle people, etc., must not impact the arena, otherwise, there will be no mercy!" ”

Although the Blue Devil is famous, Huo Shang doesn't think that in Bagua City, she really dares to attack herself!

Lin Ruochen rushed forward in the martial arts arena, turned over, raised his toes, and held the dragon in his hand, laughing: "Your disciple of Kundimen can't die?" If you want to fight, I will fight! ”

Di Chengtian had just taken a step, and before he could take off into the air, he was pressed in place by a cold word!

"If you take one more step, I'll kill you!"

The room was full of surprise!

Who would dare to speak like this to the patriarch of the dignified Kundimen?

The Heavenly Soul on the first seat slowly got up, his eyes swept over the Earth Chengtian who was about to pounce like a sword, Huo Shang who shouted loudly, and the other six patriarchs who watched the ceremony behind, with a monstrous murderous aura, like a divine soldier unsheathed, tearing the void!

"Heavenly Soul, what do you mean! Di Zhongshan is also your junior brother, you don't want to avenge him, and you have to interfere, or are you not a disciple of my inner eight sects? ”

Di Chengtian's forehead was bruised, and he gritted his teeth and roared.

Huo Shang secretly took a step back and did not make a sound. The terrifying nature of the Heavenly Soul, he had personally experienced it three years ago, that kind of domineering power, which even made him doubt his own cultivation of strength!

"The battle for red, life and death are fate, and there are rules. On the top of the list, anyone can come to power, and I will never stop it. But whoever wants to break the rules, I will kill whom! You can give it a try. ”

Heavenly Soul didn't bother to explain to him at all, snorted coldly, turned to look at Yun Chengshu: "What you want to do, I don't care, if you want to go on stage to fight him, it's up to you." But if you are still so presumptuous, you can only live to this day. ”

The flesh on Yun Chengshu's cheeks jumps suddenly!

was slapped in public to this extent, this is the first time in more than 30 years! The Heavenly Soul didn't look at him at all, and between his words, he seemed to be an ant!

Wheezing heavily, Yun Chengshu finally didn't dare to break out, he knew that this heavenly soul could never be treated with common sense. He dared to refute, maybe he would really kill him!

Forget it, I'm a tree, so I'll endure this breath. Sooner or later, you will die at my hands! Cursing secretly, Yun Chengshu said lightly: "I just want to save people." A little Transforming Martial Artist is not worthy of fighting me. ”

Pei Qingzhu was in the audience, raised his hand and pointed at Yun Chengshu, and sneered: "The guts rats who can only sneak attack!" Come down, three rounds, if you don't die, my Blue Devil will spare your dog's life! ”

Yun Chengshu was furious, but he really didn't dare to step down to kill this hero. It's not that he hasn't fought with Pei Qingzhu, when he thinks that he is already the number one master of Huajin, it is Pei Qingzhu, a bamboo flute, who crushed his pride!

Seeing that the Heavenly Soul had already sat down, Huo Shang took another step and shouted in a deep voice: "Pei Qingzhu, this is not Wolong Mountain, this is the gossip city of my Guwu clan!" Do you dare to provoke like this, do you think that no one will be able to cure you in our eight gates? ”

The fire is still condescending, and there is some domineering power. Heavenly Soul is a genius disciple of Qiantianmen, and he has always been a maverick, and he can't help it. But no matter what the strength of the Blue Devil is, he is just a reckless body. Let her humiliate the spokesperson chosen by the four sects in them here, of course she can't bear it!

But Pei Qingzhu's nickname has the word "magic", but it doesn't just mean that she is ruthless. She has been walking the rivers and lakes for 30 years, and she has always acted casually, where has she ever cared about the identity and status of her opponent?

"You're going to step down, and it's three rounds too! If you have the ability, come down and fight! ”

Pei Qingzhu's eyes swept coldly, as if he was looking at a clown jumping off a beam, and casually picked off a hosta on the top of his head and pointed at Huoshang.

The meaning is self-explanatory, I rely on this hosta in my hand, and within three rounds, I can also take your life!

Huo Shang was so excited that he didn't even have a way to retreat, shouted angrily, dodged and threw off his robe, stretched out his hand and flicked it from his waist, two short knives in his hand, turned over and jumped off the high platform.

Before he landed in mid-air, Huo Shang felt a flower in front of him, a cold wind was like a gust of wind, the blood in the eyebrows and heart were stagnant, and the double knives went up, making a thousand catties fall sharply downward!

Pei Qingzhu lifted his foot and turned over in the air, the hosta in his hand was divided, and with two clanging sounds, the short knife was bounced away, his heel swept over, and he hit the tip of Huo Shang's elbow.

Huo Shang's feet never landed, and he was picked by this, his upper body was crooked, and he crashed into the high platform!

Pei Qingzhu was like Ling Bo's micro-step, her long skirt flew in the air, like a green lotus swaying, and the hosta in her hand drew a circular phantom, pointing at Huo Shang's eyebrows again!

The Huoshang shelf has been dispersed, and the back has been attached to the high platform, and I can only watch the hosta get bigger and bigger in my eyes!

There is only one turn.

The two of them pounced, neither of them touched the ground, and Huo Shang had already stepped into the ghost gate!

It is rumored in the rivers and lakes that the Blue Devil Martial Arts is unfathomable, but there are almost no people who have really seen her shoot. Not a must-kill person, she didn't bother to shoot. She's going to make a move, and after that, there's only a requiem!

Huo Shang had already overestimated her strength as much as possible, but now it seemed that Pei Qingzhu and him were no longer at the same level. She's going to kill him, and sure enough, it won't take three rounds!

In the whole square, there was a burst of exclamations, but no one could rush to the rescue.

The few patriarchs on the high platform, first, were still far away, and secondly, they didn't expect that the battle would end so quickly, and they had just gotten up, and they were also caught off guard.

Seeing that the hosta was about to break into his brain, Huo Shang closed his eyes in despair!

On the high platform, a red silk suddenly tensed, like a sharp sword, pointing at the hosta.

The power above the red silk, Pei Qingzhu felt it clearly, and he sent a stab to his wrist, I was afraid that he would not be able to escape the flying entanglement of the red silk, so he simply withdrew and returned, and touched the ground with one foot, light and elegant.

"If you kill him, I'll have to fight you today. Not what I want. How about just leaving it at that? ”

Heavenly Soul looked indifferent, and even a helpless smile hung on the corner of his mouth.

Pei Qingzhu glanced at Yun Chengshu on the stage again, turned around and walked towards the martial arts arena.

Huo Shang leaned against the corner of the high platform, gasping for breath, not only the happiness of the rest of his life after the catastrophe, but also the shame of being swept away.

The Heavenly Soul didn't care about them at all, the leaders who were high up in the past, and shouted loudly: "The eight seats have been decided, the eighth seat, the Dark Dragon Martial Arts, Lin Ruochen!" There's no drama to watch, get out! ”

The cheers echoed through the square like rolling thunder.

This word "roll" is not only for the spectators in the audience, but also for everyone on the stage.

The heavenly soul was gone, but the silence on the stage was as dead as death.

After a long time, Huo Shang returned to the high platform, his face turned red, staring at Tian Qingrong, the patriarch of the Qiantian Gate, and said angrily: "The Heavenly Patriarch, the Heavenly Soul is still not your disciple of the Qiantian Gate?" So arrogant and domineering, you don't care at all? ”

Today, the Blue Devil humiliated him, after all, he was still an outsider, but the Heavenly Soul didn't show him mercy at all, Huo Shang, the so-called city lord, was extremely aggrieved!

Tian Qingrong rolled his eyes and sneered: "Nonsense! The Heavenly Soul is not a disciple of our Qiantianmen, can it be that you are not able to leave the Fire Gate? Tube? Where did he make a mistake that deserves me to take care of? You are also an elder, if you don't like him, go up and beat him! ”

Huo Shang couldn't catch his breath, so he choked and died on the spot!

Hit him? If you can get through the fight, you have already done it, and I'm still talking to you here!

Eight gates in the ancient frame of gossip, since ancient times, the royal family has been guarded and the ancient martial arts world has been managed. History will always make people gradually forget, and in times of peace, especially these managers, the responsibilities given to them will gradually become the authority in their own hands!

Therefore, interests and disputes come one after another.

Today's inner eight gates are no longer the pattern of thousands of years ago, and the so-called brother wall is not surprising. Tian Qingrong turned around proudly, leaving only Huo Shang's back.

"The soul of our family is straight, and you don't rub sand in your eyes, and your twists and turns are still less visible in front of him. His temperament rises, and the city of gossip is going to die. You all know that he wants to kill people, but it doesn't matter who you are! ”

There is a rising star in my clan who is so chic! Tian Qingrong had a smile on the corner of his mouth, slipped and clicked, humming a little song in his mouth, and left step by step.

Huo Shang was so angry that the roots of his teeth itched, but there was nothing he could do!

How else? In the entire Bagua City, only he didn't give face to anyone in the Tianmen, and he never formed a gang. Because, they don't need it at all!

As long as the Heavenly Soul is there, what can happen to the entire Ancient Martial Arts Family that can cross the hurdle of their Dry Heaven Gate?

Lin Ruochen had already stepped down, put the long knife on his back, put away the red silk of the eighth seat, and stood on the empty high platform, full of emotion.

What is Mighty as Heaven?

It's not holding authority, it's not like a cloud under your command, and it's not singing praises.

Pei Qingzhu is, and the heavenly soul is!

To be a human being, you should be like this! Big husband, how can you not run rampant in the world!