"My focus, perhaps, is a bit of a surprise. You just pay attention, the old dog blurted out by the masked man, but I am very curious, the words "good son".

How do I remember, the sword master seems to be called Nanjing, shouldn't his son be surnamed Nan?

And Lu Feng's father seems to be Lu Huo. A peak master of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect,

If it's just a casual remark from the masked man, that's fine. Just now, I saw Nan Jing of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect, and his face showed a huge shock, and he looked a little weak.

Could it be that there really is gossip here?"

This voice was hidden in the crowd, obviously sensing Nanjing's terror and deliberately hiding the location.

Moreover, this gossip is obviously a very good entry point.

Detonated the audience in an instant.

"In this way, I look at Lu Feng, it seems that he is a bit like Nan Jing, the sect leader of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect!"

"Could it be that Lu Huo is wearing a green hat?"

"I remember that at the beginning, Lu Huo and Nanjing were both the pride of the heavens of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect. However, Lu Huo paid attention to brotherhood and automatically withdrew from the competition for the position of suzerain.

In this way, this sect master of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect seems to be a bit unauthentic!"

The Flowing Moon Sword Sect is very strong.

But it also stops at the top 10 forces.

In addition, there are also seven great families in Fengzhou City on them.

Now, Ring 19 is surrounded by a lot of fish.

In addition, the patriarchs of the seven major families in the void were already a little angry.

Breaths fell from the sky and locked him in.

If Nanjing dared to do anything else, he would definitely be besieged by the seven great families.

Don't talk about the seven major families, even if any family is angry, it is enough for him to drink a pot.

Nanjing gritted her teeth with hatred, but she could only endure it.

Seeing such a scene, some warriors also showed a look of sudden realization.

"I said the masked man, how dare you mock Nanjing as an old dog, it turns out that he knows very well that with the existence of the seven patriarchs, they will never allow you to break the rules. ”

"Not only that, but there must be gossip circulating in the streets and alleys. You should have heard about it, too! The reason why the masked man is still able to have combat power is because of the Bodhi Son.

This is something that can make the powerhouses of the Twelfth Heavenly Palace of Creation compete one after another.

The Seven Great Families will never allow others to have any chance to covet Bodhi. ”

"I see!"

......

Everyone suddenly realized.

However, some people still cast some pity on Qin Feng.

The husband is not guilty, but he is guilty!

As long as it is some upper-level forces, it is very clear. The seven families that created the Warrior Guild have never been good people.

Even if he can escape Nanjing's pursuit, it is impossible to escape the calculations of the Seven Great Families.

Qin Feng looked indifferent.

Everyone looked at such a scene, and there was only one word, and that was ignorance.

The second level of the martial arts competition is a confrontation match.

Qin Feng also slowly walked out of the ring.

After a match, you need to get out of the ring and wait for the next battle to begin.

Qin Feng naturally felt that Nan Jing's resentful gaze was always on his body.

He didn't have the idea of evading, but turned around and gestured a middle finger towards Nanjing.

Everyone didn't know what the middle finger meant, but they understood that it wasn't a good thing.

Nanjing was furious again.

But they can't do anything.

Suddenly, his gaze was not far away, and his face became a little gloomy.

"Old man Nanjing, I treat you as a brother, but you have greened me. Today, I'll take a look, the old dog who has become the head of the sect and has obtained the endless resources of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect, how strong can you be?"

It's the same old dog.

Qin Feng called out, and Nanjing was furious.

And Lu Huo roared out, and his heart chuckled.

He was very familiar with Lu Huo and knew that the other party had lost his mind angrily.

The name of Lu Maniac is not just a casual talk.

Besides, after Nanjing became the sword master of the Liuyue Sword Sect, he was keen on power.

In fact, martial arts cultivation has fallen behind Lu Maniac.

There is a big gap between the ninth and eleventh heavenly houses.

The Ninth Heavenly Palace, which is keen on going all out, is not the same as the Eleventh Heavenly Palace of the Martial Maniac.

At this time, Nanjing left without saying a word.

The crazy Lu Huo, the so-called sword master's right, is no longer able to command him.

He could only avoid the edge for the time being, and fled instantly.

At this time, all the martial artists present were extremely shocked.

Originally, the masked man should be a warrior who didn't know whether he was alive or dead. is like a brain-dead, insulting the warriors around him as garbage, weak chickens.

Everyone speculated that when the martial arts ring was plugged, Lu Feng would easily suppress the masked man.

Now it has become an annual drama that combines reversal, ethics, brotherly rivalry, and the speed of life and death.

Even those onlookers who took pleasure in eating melons were stunned.

The farce seemed to end, and everyone knew very well that this was a harbinger of a storm and an impending one.

Time passed, and Qin Feng was easily able to abolish Lu Feng, which also showed that he was powerful.

Now everyone's attention has shifted to Ning Jin.

To be honest, everyone was still a little skeptical about Ning Jin's luck.

In other words, even if Ning Jin had luck, he would definitely be able to cause the Fengzhou Tianjiao martial artist to suffer a backlash from luck.

It's just that after Qin Feng's performance just now, everyone now has an idea.

Out of the depth of misfortune comes bliss!

For countless years, Jiuyuan Mountain has been weakened.

Today, there are only two or three large and small cats left, and they have even ranked first in Toyosu City nine times in a row.

But after all, they gave birth to the twelve kings, and their names are engraved on the wall of merit far away.

The luck of the human race is shrouded, and after years of accumulation, Jiuyuan Mountain has accumulated endless luck.

The last luck of Jiuyuan Mountain must have poured on Ning Jin and Qin Feng.

Even if Qin Feng was only a martial artist of Jiuyuan Mountain, how could he not have changed caused by the luck of Jiuyuan Mountain?

Ning Jin, who also got the last luck of Jiuyuan Mountain, what kind of terrifying luck was permeated around his body, ordinary people couldn't perceive it at all.

The only possible intuitive feeling is the battle that Ning Jin is about to participate in next.

At this time, even the eyes of the powerhouses of the seven major families in the void had already converged on the nineteenth ring.

All eyes on you!

It is very "coincidence", Ning Jin's opponent is still a martial artist of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect.

This coincidence should have been made by a tall referee.

"I don't believe it. This world is the world of the supreme martial arts, and any so-called luck is a joke. It's ridiculous!"

The masked man is strong, these warriors of the Flowing Moon Sword Sect fight alone, and they definitely don't dare to provoke.

But Ning Jin is a lucky thing.

It's just a little bit of luck.

The Flowing Moon Sword Sect martial artist sneered, and then stepped out, and several figures flashed in the void.

In the blink of an eye, he had already appeared in front of Ning Jin.