Jiang Xiaohua looked at this scene and touched her head, but she felt very interesting.

He didn't expect that in this small Southeast Martial Arts Conference, he would also encounter such a bloody plot.

But he didn't think much of it, he just thought it was just a small farce.

Of course, what other people think, Jiang Xiaohua doesn't know.

It's just that he seems to know that Jiang Xiaohua is very idle now, and a figure quickly floats onto the stage.

"Now, the final battle of the martial arts competition has ended, if there are still objections, you can challenge on the stage within a stick of incense, but you need to challenge them one by one according to the ranking, and you can't challenge up to ten people each time. ”

The old man of the Arbitration Committee before just glanced at the anxious disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, and continued to speak loudly.

"I'll go, the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect are not as indifferent and arrogant as the legend, look at this, before the arbitration committee announced, I can't wait to take the stage and occupy a position. ”

The disciples of the audience looked at the martial artist who appeared in the ring, and they were speechless, and some people even couldn't help complaining.

"Hey, he's got the first prize, but I just don't know if he'll survive. If you can't, you're rushing to die. ”

Someone sneered.

In the ring competition, although the point is up, but in the battle, the danger is abnormal, and it is inevitable that the fists and feet have no eyes, and they are either dead or injured.

In particular, everyone has a good move, and if they really touch it, they will be injured and killed.

"Mo Han, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, come to advise!"

No one on the stage could hear what was going on in the audience.

The disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect first bowed to the five old men of the Arbitration Committee, bowed slightly, and said loudly to the audience.

"I want to challenge Mo Yang of the Kongtong faction, who is ranked 95th on the hero list!"

In the crowd, one person walked out.

looked at Mo Han on the stage, but the cold light in his eyes was loud.

"You don't know whether you live or die, and you dare to think about your grandfather's position! Let grandpa teach you how to behave!"

Gritting his teeth and laughing, Mo Yang of the Kongtong faction flew to the stage.

"In the first round of the challenge, Mo Han, an inner disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, challenged Mo Yang, an elite disciple of the Kongtong Sect, and the time limit was a stick of incense, and the martial arts began!"

The old man of the arbitration commission did not say much, and directly announced the opening.

In fact, earlier, the challenge after the final battle of this martial arts competition was not the current ranking challenge, but the real challenge of disobedience to the ranking or dissatisfaction with the alliance leader and others, most of which were initiated by the factions in the Northern Regions and attacked the famous factions in the Central Plains.

However, with the changes in the general environment and the elimination of several super powerhouses in the Central Plains, the factions in the Northern Regions have stopped.

Over time, the final challenge became a challenge that no one dared to challenge.

Because those who dare to go up, even if they win, those who don't die will die.

In order to avoid embarrassment and coldness, the martial arts alliance slightly modified the charter so that martial artists below the grandmaster could also compete on stage.

"Don't think that if you have the same surname as me, I will let you go. I swear, you're going to die a terrible death. Those who dared to challenge me eventually died. And there are no dead bodies. ”

Twisting his neck, the joints collided, and creaked, Mo Yang of the Kongtong Sect looked at Mo Han, a disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect, with cold eyes, and said.

"That's exactly what I mean. ”

Compared with the undisguised cruelty and tyranny of the disciples of the Kongtong Sect, the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect seem to be independent Ice and Snow Clansmen on the Cold Mountains of the Northern Regions, with a lonely temperament and cold words.

However, compared to the ruthless methods of fighting and fighting, it is even better.

Because, one is deliberately fierce and cruel, and the other is a habit that lives in the cold and desperate region and is naturally cultivated.

Killing and blood, ambushing traps, and cunning are just the basic means of livelihood for those who survive on the northern ice fields.

"When you are dying, you dare to be hard-mouthed! The temperament of your Snow Mountain Sect disciples is like the cold stones on your ice field, smelly and hard. ”

I don't know where to take out a pair of fist gloves, put them on my hands, and when my fists touch, there was a clattering sound, and Mo Yang just waved at Mo Han.

"Boy, if you're not afraid of death, make a move. I'm afraid I'll strike first later, and you won't have a chance. ”

Hooked his hand disdainfully, Mo Yang just stood still, looked at the other party and said.

Mo Han, who was cold, did not rush forward with a hot head, but still stared at each other indifferently with a dead fish-eyed gaze, as if he was staring at a snow leopard on the ice field, always waiting to launch a fatal blow.

The indifferent and cold eyes made Mo Yang's heart chill.

After waiting for a while, seeing that a stick of incense had already burned for more than a half, Mo Yang couldn't help it, and as soon as his body moved, he took the lead in attacking.

"Damn, how the hell is this kid practicing! Could it be that the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect all look like this? ”

The moment the figure moved, such a thought flashed in Mo Yang's heart.

It's just that the moment he took over, he no longer had any distracting thoughts in his heart.

"Seven wound punches, the first type, wound body punches. ”

If there is anything most famous in the Kongtong faction besides swordsmanship, it is undoubtedly boxing.

And the Seven Wounds Boxing is particularly famous.

Seven Wounds Boxing, as the name suggests, can give birth to seven kinds of punches at the same time!

And it's a different force!

This is undoubtedly more difficult, and the injury is even more painful.

You must know that it is extremely difficult for ordinary people to use two minds, let alone seven purposes.

And it's seven different powers.

This not only requires the practitioner to have profound skills, but also to have a deep understanding and application of martial arts.

Mo Yang is just an elite disciple of the Kongtong faction, not even a true legend, of course, it is impossible to have a complete Seven Injuries Fist spectrum, and it is impossible to practice the Seven Injuries Fist - he is only worthy of practicing the third punch.

However, Rao is like this, and among his peers, he can be regarded as famous.

The ranking of ninety-five on the heroic list is proof of this.

It's just that in the face of Mo Yang's menacing Seven Killing Punches, Mo Han did not evade or retreat, and still responded calmly, calmly and excessively.

The fist wind has arrived, blowing up the sideburns, the evil spirit is fierce, and it hurts to scrape people.

Mo Yang looked at it, a hint of ridicule flashed in his eyes.

Isn't this kid stupid?

It's just that he is more vigilant.

The winner was not scored, and he did not dare to be careless.

Finally, when his fist was no more than a foot away from the door in front of him, Mo Han moved.

To be exact, his upper body moved slightly, and his lower body was still stable.

With a flick of his wrist, a sword light slashed through the air and slashed towards Mo Yang's elbow.

Mo Yang was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly changed his fist style.

"Damn, how could this kid know about my secret door? It's not scientific!"

Looking at the sword light that slashed over with a clear slash, Mo Yang didn't think that his flesh and blood could resist it.

It's just a temporary change of moves, but it makes the offensive even more chaotic and has more flaws.

Mo Han's eyes suddenly burst into a fierce light.

Golden opportunity!

At this moment, Mo Yang has just changed his moves, and it is too late to continue to change his moves, and it is the time when the old force has gone to the new force and the new force has not yet been born, coupled with the temporary change of moves, the offensive is slowing down, and the body shape is also chaotic, at this time, as long as you have a sword, you can defeat the enemy!

And the experience of fighting with the ice beasts all year round was experienced at this moment.

I saw that Mo Han just flicked his wrist, pressed his thumb, and merged his middle finger and ring finger, and the cold blood sword was already cut diagonally into his arms, slashing towards Mo Yang, who was changing his moves in a panic.

In Mo Han's pupils, Mo Yang's panicked look was visible at hand.

Seeing this, the corners of Mo Han's mouth curved, and finally showed a smile that he had successfully captured his prey.

It's just that smile, in Mo Yang's opinion, is cold in his heart, and his hairs stand on end.

"Bang!"

In the eyes of outsiders, it's just that Mo Yang finally couldn't bear it anymore and launched an attack on Mo Han, but Mo Han was like he was scared stupid at first, motionless.

However, what was surprising was that Mo Han, who was originally stunned and immovable, suddenly moved when Mo Yang's killing fist was about to smash into his cheek.

And as soon as he moved, he was like a tiger coming out of the mountain, cunning like a rabbit out of the cage, which made Mo Yang, who originally thought that he was in a position to win, be shocked, and even change his tricks in a panic.

In the end, in an instant, the offensive and defensive counter-trend, Mo Han's shuriken move was to slash at the opponent.

In an instant, Mo Yang, who was originally rushing towards Mo Han quickly, flew out upside down at a faster speed.

In mid-air, a line of blood, unusually vivid.

"Boom!"

Mo Yang's body slammed into the ring.

This challenge, in an extremely dramatic way, announced his end.

And the winner was Mo Han, an inner disciple of the Snow Mountain Sect who was originally not favored by everyone.

The loser is Mo Yang, an elite disciple of the Kongtong faction, and Mo Yang, who is ranked ninety-fifth on the heroic list.

Of course, now this list is next to his family.

"I announce that the winner of the first round of the Heroes Challenge, Snow Mountain Pai Mohan. ”

After waiting for three breaths, he glanced at Mo Yang, who was still on the ground, and the old man of the arbitration commission directly announced the result.

Even the people of the Snow Mountain Sect were all confused, and they didn't react at all.

When the old man of the arbitration committee announced the results aloud, he gradually reacted.

However, there was an instant silence, and no one applauded and cheered.

Gai Because, even in the Snow Mountain Sect, which was isolated from the world in the Icy Cold Domain, Mo Han was also withdrawn and indifferent, so no one thought that this lonely and cold person who had no sense of presence in the sect on weekdays would actually defeat Mo Yang, an elite disciple of the Kongtong Sect, with one sword, and ascend to the ninety-fifth position on the list of heroes.

Don't look at the heroic list is only under the grandmaster, looking at the entire Central Plains martial arts, there are only a hundred people, and compared with thousands of martial artists, this place is extremely weighty.

There is no doubt that after this battle, the originally ordinary Mo Han will become famous.

His eyes still glanced at Mo Yang who was lying on the ground, and Mo Han no longer paid attention to this defeated opponent.

It's like a fierce creature hunting on an ice field, as long as you are afraid of it once, it will take the initiative to take a detour when it encounters you in the future.

Mo Han, who walked into the crowd, was complimented by the sect and other martial artists, but Mo Han's footsteps never stopped for anyone, just a flash, that is, he disappeared into the crowd and disappeared.

Many martial artists who want to get acquainted and communicate with each other are a little regretful.

And those brothers and deacons who originally thought that Mo Hanpu was ordinary, ordinary, and had no potential, and even suppressed him openly and secretly, were a little sitting.

"Damn, how did this kid make so much progress? Could it be some kind of panacea, or some kind of adventure?"

An inner disciple looked at Mo Han's back, and couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart, after Mo Han just went away, he relaxed, but he was also shocked into a cold sweat, and he couldn't help but secretly rejoice in his heart.

"It's okay! I just secretly deducted a little bit of Mo Han's cultivation resources, and when I return to the sect later, I will double it...... No, compensate him three times! In this way, hehe, not only did I not offend him, but I also got acquainted with such a genius disciple!"

If Mo Han had come to him to settle accounts just now, even if he was beaten flat in public, it was estimated that the elders and heads of the sect would only be invisible.

After all, the current Mo Han had just defeated the elite disciples of the rival sect Kongtong Sect, proving his strength and potential, and his prestige was high.

Sacrificing such a small inner disciple as him, the sect will not have any opinions.

And a deacon of the Snow Mountain Sect looked at Mo Han's indifferent figure, and he was covered in cold sweat.

He wasn't like those ordinary inner disciples, he was just bullying Mo Han in life and cultivation - it was no exaggeration to say that he had robbed Mo Han of the opportunity that belonged to him!

It was on a dark and windy night three years ago, on the edge of the far north, the ten-mile ice field, suddenly collapsed......

"Quite an interesting guy!"

Even Jiang Xiaohua had to admit that under the same conditions, it was difficult for him to achieve the other party's reaction speed and sensitivity, as well as the counter-killing, and the calm mentality that would not change for thousands of years.

For this Mo Han, Jiang Xiaohua had a trace of interest in making friends.

However, the next figure that suddenly appeared on the stage was to destroy Jiang Xiaohua's good mood.

"Arbitration Commission, we are going to have a decisive battle with Qin Juezong. ”

A warrior in a yellow robe suddenly spoke, and the murderous intent overflowed.

"Yes. ”

Looking at this warrior, the old man of the arbitration committee frowned slightly, but after thinking about it, there seemed to be this provision in the alliance treaty, so he nodded lightly.

The dozens of people around Jiang Xiaohua were suddenly noisy.

Dozens of martial artists, most of them are twenty-eight women, and there are only four or five people who are more than ten years old, and there is only one person with the cultivation of a grandmaster!

These people are the disciples of the Qin Jue Sect.

And the Qin Juezong is the martial arts lineage dominated by the Qin family.

The yellow-robed man who just spoke out represented the Huangquan Sect, and the one standing on the platform behind him was naturally the Huang Clan.

"It's finally here. ”

Qin Xiaodai raised her eyebrows, looked at Huang Shicheng, who was sneering at the corner of her mouth opposite, and had a strange face, but calmly put down the popcorn in her arms.

Jiang Xiaohua had a look of resentment.

You just eat my popcorn, and you snatch my popcorn away, not to mention, it's too bullying.

Just when Jiang Xiaohua was angry, Qin Xiao just patted Jiang Xiaohua's shoulder with a faint face, and smiled beautifully.

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