Liu Changshan's eyes showed ruthlessness.

He Qing is still unwilling to admit defeat, which couldn't be better for him.

"That's fine. ”

Liu Ju's spiritual power is like a surging river, and it is turbulent.

Liu Changshan, who was so fast that the speed was amazing, appeared opposite He Qing in the blink of an eye, and a fierce punch slammed into He Qing's head, He Qing crossed the knife in front of him with both hands, resisting the falling punch, but in the next moment, the light at the foot of Liu Changshan flowed, and his body changed abruptly, ghostly appeared behind He Qing, raised his foot and kicked out.

It's too fast.

He Qing didn't even have a chance to turn around, the whole person flew out, but before he could land, the figure behind him changed again, and it flashed in front of He Qing, and a fierce whip leg was thrown out suddenly.

He Qing, who had suffered a heavy blow, flew backwards again.

"It's so fast. ”

Liu Ju on the field was particularly frightened, this shadow was so powerful, no wonder it was able to make Liu Qingshan sit firmly on the seat of the elder, with this speed, he was already invincible.

Liu Changshan, who still wanted to pursue, had a sharp pain in his chest, twisted his eyebrows and covered his ribs, the previous injury was too serious, he paused slightly, and could only watch He Qing's body fall to the ground, and then struggle to get up.

If he wasn't injured, Liu Changshan could directly crush him!

"He Qing. ”

Liu Ju's palms were facing each other, and a group of spiritual power light that was several times richer than before was rapidly condensing, and he shouted coldly: "It's over." ”

The young man just held a knife in one hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the other.

The knife is not out of its sheath.

Seeing this, Liu Ju shook his head slightly, and the powerful spiritual power light in his hand took off his hand and rushed towards the young man in the distance.

The ring trembled slightly, and a violent explosion kicked up a sky of dust and gray mist.

A blow to the late stage of the entry.

Liu Ju's face was slightly pale, and he coughed lightly, obviously consuming a lot.

"Is it over?"

The crowd held their breath.

When the dust slowly cleared, a figure in tattered clothes appeared in front of everyone, bleeding profusely.

Liu Ju's pupils shrank slightly.

With such a serious injury, he hasn't even fallen yet?

Liu Changshan's face swelled with ruthlessness, and he endured the severe pain in his body, and the light under his feet flowed, pointing directly at He Qing's head.

Liu Changshan's heart suddenly shook, and he saw the indifferent smile on He Qing's face in the dust and mist.

Liu Zizhen, who was sitting on the chairman, changed her face for the first time.

The scarred young man held the scabbard in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand.

"Draw your sword and slash!"

The snow-white short knife is finally unsheathed.

The arc-shaped blade flashed instantly, Liu Changshan retreated in horror, and a line of blood flashed in mid-air.

"Ahh

The wail of pain resounded throughout the ring, a severed hand flew up, and the rest of the knife swept across the audience, and Liu Ju, who was included in it, stared at it, but the spiritual power that gushed out frantically was like paper paste under the knife.

Liu Ju smelled the breath of death.

"Boom!"

A figure descended from the sky and landed in front of him, reaching out its fingers and crushing the arc of the rushing blade.

Liu Ju panted, covered in cold sweat, and his face was full of horror.

It was naturally Liu Zizhen who suddenly appeared on the field, he could save Liu Ju, but he couldn't save Liu Changshan, who was only a stone's throw away from He Qing.

Liu Changshan, who had broken off an arm, fell to the ground and wailed in pain, if it weren't for the shadow at the last moment, the arc of light would have cut off his head.

Liu Zizhen looked inexplicable.

The young man on the field slowly withdrew his knife.

Despite his embarrassment, the young man was still as tall as a pine.

The old man in the audience stood up tremblingly, and the old tears were in tears.

The young man looked around, and the eyes that people looked at him were not only shocked, but also awe-inspiring.

With one against two, win!

He Qing held the handle of the knife in his hand, looked at the few remaining beginners in this big ring, and said in a deep voice: "But is there anyone who wants to fight?"

Many people saw that He Qing was exhausted and had no strength to fight, but everyone looked at each other, but no one dared to speak.

There was silence in the ring.

He Qing bowed his hand slightly towards Liu Xiang and Liu Fangwu, and said softly: "Then I will accept the third place in this big competition." ”

Liu Xiang glanced at the devastated half of the ring, and then smiled at Liu Fangwu: "It seems that the most exciting game of this big competition has ended, then we won't pick up people's teeth, Fang Wu, this first place will be given to you, I abstain." ”

"Thank you. ”

Liu Fangwu's red lips moved slightly, and he saluted slightly.

The top three in Dabi have been decided, and the rest of the small fights are irrelevant.

He Qing jumped down from the ring and walked outside the martial arts training ground, at the exit, the old man in the green robe and white shirt was already waiting there, the old man supported He Qing, and the old man and the young walked together, disappearing from everyone's sight.

Liu Zizhen returned to the high platform and sat down in his position.

"Guys, do you see something?"

Liu Zizhen was still staring at the ring below, but everyone's thoughts were no longer on it.

Liu Chenlong said in a deep voice: "This time, the old man is clumsy, this kid also has attainments in knife skills, and he has been condensing the knife intent since he started on the field, but the valuable thing is that he has been hiding it until the end, and he will not decide the winner until the end." ”

Sighing, Liu Chenlong continued: "This seed quota is his, and no one else can take it. ”

Liu Chengfu beside him pointed out the key point: "Family master, this kid doesn't seem to have much nostalgia for the family. ”

Liu Zizhen groaned, and smiled faintly after a moment.

"Chengfu, promoted Liu Qing to the inner family, ranked among the main clansmen. ”

The head of the Liu family, whose face seemed to have only passed the age of establishment, ordered in an orderly and gradual manner: "Completely abolish the identity of Elder Liu Qingshan, keep the ancestral hall forever, and not step out of the clan for half a step." ”

Liu Zizhen smiled: "I don't care if he lingers or not, as long as Liu Qing is still a member of the Liu family." ”

Liu Chengfu hugged his fists and responded.

Liu Zizhen tapped his fingers together, looked around, and paused on the four people below one by one.

The young white-headed Liu Chensi.

The pale willow is weak.

and the two of Liu Xiang and Liu Fangwu who have been standing at the top of the younger generation.

In the end, Liu Zi really looked at the firewood not far away with a smile.

"Also, Chengfu. ”

Liu Zizhen continued: "You go and explain to Chunchen, and then ask him to bring the news." ”

Liu Chengfu was stunned for a moment, and then thought thoughtfully: "Bring one news or two?"

Liu Chenlong on the side frowned, and hurriedly said: "Family master, five people are enough, there is no need to add more people." ”

"I've made up my mind. ”

Liu Zizhen was crisp and neat, Liu Chenlong opened his mouth, and finally didn't say anything.

The much-anticipated Dabi finally came to an end at sunset.

It's just that the most dazzling thing in this year's big competition is no longer the pair of young men and women, but the side clansmen who have been silent for four years.

He Qing.

This name resounded and sang in the Liu family again, and it was once close to the popularity of four years ago.

Fighting willows, defeating willows and mountains, white clothes and white knives, how chic.

The wing room on the right side of the Liu family ancestral hall.

There were broken porcelain and broken wood all over the floor, countless pieces of furniture that had been broken and smashed, and the chubby old man who was sitting on the chair in the lobby at the moment looked gloomy and terrifying, and on the bed on his right hand, the yellow-haired young man with thick bandages was still in a coma, and his left arm was broken at the root.

"He Qing, He Qing, He Qing!"

Liu Qingshan was furious: "I should have killed you in the first place, I regret it! Damn it, damn it!"

Liu Qingshan almost gritted his teeth with hatred.

Forever forbidden ancestral hall.

Even if he is a Dacheng martial artist, I am afraid that he will not be used again without major changes in the family.

This is tantamount to a cold palace in disguise.

If he waited for He Qing to step into the hall, or even when he stepped into Dacheng, would he Liu Qingshan spread the news of his violent death due to illness in the ancestral hall, and then hastily dismissed it?

"No, no!"

Liu Qingshan felt threatened, and after he finished venting, he took a long breath and forced himself to calm down.

"Down!"

Liu Qingshan gritted his teeth.

Only when he enters the realm of the lower division, can this matter turn around!

In the thatched hut at the end of the east wing of the Liu family.

The old man cherished the cotton cloth and wrapped the turquoise quota ring on his hand layer by layer.

Under the tree in the courtyard at the door, the young man who had changed into a black robe held the dragon knife in his arms with both hands, leaning on the trunk.

He Qing looked down at the handle of the dragon's mouth knife with a large gap, and was speechless for a long time.

The eventful years of the past are vivid.

Today's battle has reawakened the suppressed and latent nature in his body, and his instinct has been reawakened.

"Evil Continent ......"

The young man thought silently.

He missed the cruel and unforgiving land, where there were his closest people, his best brothers, in that cold land stained with blood everywhere.

The young man looked up and sighed.

Baishan City, Baishan people, Baishan filial piety first.

The young man tilted his head and smiled at the old man who was leaning against the door frame and looking at him kindly.

The last two years of life.

That's it, it's good.