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Huang Rong's heart was filled with joy mixed with some unwillingness.

At the banquet three days ago, the same man in white, the same action, the same thing.

The scenery has been taken out by the disciples of the Quanzhen Sect in front of them, so how can they, the organizers of the Hero Conference, deal with themselves?

Smiling and being a model for seniors and watching the crowd?

Huang Rong is unwilling!

But that's all there is to it.

She is already pregnant, but she has no chance to compete.

And Brother Jing beside him......

I could only shake my head and sigh.

is as smart as her, how can she not know her husband's thoughts?

Why don't you know that Brother Jing is not the kind of person who covets fame?

The reason that he can be persuaded to be the organizer of this heroic conference is based on the great righteousness of the nation.

Relying on the front line, there is still an anxious war with the Mongols.

Otherwise, his stupid brother should still be accompanying him on Peach Blossom Island at this time.

Thinking of this, Huang Rong, who had already entered middle age, was a little depressed.

But if Guo Jing wasn't like this, would she still like it?

If that was the case, she might have chosen Ouyang Ke, who was more suitable and suitable......

......

Because of the successive appearances of Li Mochou and Zhao Han, everyone present seemed to have forgotten the King of the Golden Wheel and ...... who were still fighting

After a crisp sound, the bright red armored Oriental Falling Star was blasted under the martial arts arena by the constantly rotating golden roulette.

"Are you Central Plains people like this?"

"Answer me!!"

The Golden Wheel King's Chinese is not very standard, but the anger in it is fully expressed!

He was furious.

It's really infuriating!

I want him to bring his disciples to the Central Plains and want to achieve a martial arts myth.

As a result, these Central Plains people were just sent out a few inconspicuous little figures to deal with themselves?

Be!

Jinlun also admits that his apprentices are not angry.

Defeated by Little Foot.

But he hasn't lost yet!!

You people just ignore him who is still fighting, and go straight to the kid who is pretending to be a ghost???

This is an insult to the King of the Golden Wheel!

Only blood can wash away the shame!!

"Ahh

The gold, silver, copper, iron and aluminum five-color roulette wheel in his hand is flying.

These roulette wheels, which were blessed by internal forces, constantly emitted a piercing whirling sound in mid-air, destroying the eardrums of many martial arts people present as if they were sonic waves.

"You cowardly Central Plains people, do you dare to come up and send you to death!"

"Stopped talking?"

"If you don't speak, quickly admit that my Golden Wheel Dharma King is the best in the world"

"Don't worry~ I'll treat you well"

"After our Mongol army occupies the fertile soil of the Central Plains, everyone here will be rewarded."

"Haha!"

Jin Lun smiled exaggeratedly.

Coupled with his strange tone, it's really hard to bear.

Since he couldn't bear it, Zhao Han didn't plan to continue listening.

The cyan lotus blossom in his hand flashed again.

He frowned as he looked at the golden wheel, who was still shouting and laughing on the sidelines.

"Dongfang, how long are you going to pretend to be dead?"

"You can't even beat this big monk, be careful that after you go back, Dongfang Mushroom Liang will tell you to kneel on the washboard"

The only thing that could respond to him was the constant "oops" cry of pain from the falling stars in the east.

Obviously, this guy who is playing dead just wants to see him make a move.

If it weren't for the Oriental Falling Star with the undefeated "Red Rune Armor" in the East, how could a few wheels condensed from hardware be like this?

He's pretending!!

But knowing that he was pretending, Zhao Han didn't have any good way......

People don't want to make a face, just to see you shoot once.

If you don't, something else will come to you!

And Zhao Han doesn't like trouble the most.

Not afraid.

It's too much trouble!

This kind of thing that doesn't make any money has always been something that Zhao Han can't avoid!

If these people want to see it, let's show it to them.

It's just a golden wheel of the innate realm.

It's hard to stop him.

The cyan sword lotus gradually condensed into an entity.

For the first time, the Yixi Sword showed its full picture in Zhao Han's hands.

The indifferent pattern and simple craftsmanship seem to be an ordinary iron sword.

It's really unimaginable.

The original brilliant brilliance was actually emitted by the long sword in front of him that was as pure as water.

Holding the long sword that seemed to be connected by flesh and blood, Zhao Han turned his head and glanced at Li Mochou.

"Wait for me for a minute"

Then he walked towards the middle of the field step by step.

Indifferent, quiet, like a water gentleman.

Walked up to the golden wheel and nodded to him.

The next second.

A clear and dazzling light occupied the entire sight of the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Maybe it's the reason why King Jinlun doesn't care too much.

Or maybe the sword light in Zhao Han's hand was too fast.

It's almost so fast that the golden wheel hasn't reacted yet.

So he only felt a tingling pain in his left shoulder.

When his vision returned from the light, there was no longer Zhao Han's figure in front of him.

That's it?

Say a minute is a minute?

You're kidding me???

Jinlun wanted to laugh.

He wanted to look up to the sky and howl.

Laugh at these guts and cowardly Central Plains people.

But suddenly he found that he couldn't laugh.

Because the people of the Central Plains around are staring at themselves, to be precise, staring at their feet?

His own disciples seem to be shouting something incessantly?

Why is it not audible?

The sound of the neighborhood finally penetrated his ears.

"Master"

"Master, your hand"

"Your face"

"Woooooooooooooo Woowoo Eminem"

What happened to the hands?

What happened to the face?

Jin Lun subconsciously wanted to raise his left hand and touch it.

But then a sharp pain came to his mind like a sudden outbreak!!

"Ahhhh

Regardless of the roar, Jinlun's vision blurred again, and he finally understood what had happened before he fainted.

That's blood.

It was his own blood.

It's been flowing out of his left shoulder.

And on the ground there is this one-armed, and a piece of the left ear that sticks to the skin.

It looks familiar, the same as his.

But why didn't I feel pain?

Is that......

The Golden Wheel Dharma King fainted from blood loss, and many of his disciples on the side hurriedly rushed up to carry him out of the ring when they saw his appearance.

The black elderberry plaster was smeared on his severed arm as if he didn't want money.

The wound was as bright as a mirror, and there were constant bursts of torrents.

Sprayed the face of the fat monk who helped him deal with his injuries.

But no one cares.

The disciple of the Golden Wheel was anxiously treating his injuries at this time.

And the many Central Plains heroes present......

There is only Zhao Han in his eyes.

and the hand that held the sword!!

Plain and slender, with no white spots.

There are no calluses sharpened by years of practicing swordsmanship.

I really can't believe that the sword light that seems to be like the light of heaven is actually waved by this hand.

Even if these people saw it with their own eyes!!

After a while.

After Zhao Han had returned to Li Mochou's side, the long sword that was like a wave of water was withdrawn by him.

The crowd reacted.

"Brother Jing, that sword...."

Huang Rong's voice trembled a little.

As the daughter of Huang Yaoshi, one of the Five Uniques, the wife of Guo Jing, the new Five Uniques, is a famous heroine in the martial arts.

Even she didn't see the name of the sword.

Just know soon!

Very fast!!

It's so fast that people can't react, but it's silent in that sword light.

And the object of her inquiry......

After thinking for a few seconds, he shook his head, then patted her on the shoulder as if in comfort.

"Don't worry, this Senior Brother Zhihan is a disciple of Chongyang Palace"

"Won't do anything with us!"

Although Guo Jing said this, there was one sentence that he did not say.

He may not be able to stop that sword light, but if the two fight, it will definitely not be him who dies!!

Even if he can't stop it, he will never be fatal by a sword.

For the rest of the day......

Guo Jing is still very confident in his personal skills!

Huang Rong still accepted the comfort of her father-in-law, and when she calmed down, she also found the shortcomings of this sword light.

None of them.

That's the one who holds the sword!!

If it's twenty years later... No, even ten years from now, it's not a disadvantage at all.

But for now......

The man in white in front of him from the Quanzhen sect still couldn't control this sword!

Otherwise, the landing point of the sword light would not have been the left shoulder of the golden wheel.

It's from the eyebrows!

That's right, Zhao Han's sword is crooked!!

From the initial center of the eyebrows to the current left shoulder, this mistake is sometimes fatal!

Not only Huang Rong, but many people present also saw this.

As Zhao Han's teacher.

Qiu Chuji, a master of sword training, even remembered Zhao Han's mistake in his heart.

But no one in the room said anything.

Ask.

If it was you who encountered that sword, how many people could seize that fleeting opportunity to dodge the sword?

Or is there anyone who can hide from it!!

If you don't face this personally, no one will ever know about it.

And those who know, the best situation is like the golden wheel in front of them!!

The golden wheel that took the sword himself.

Will he have the confidence to come to the Central Plains Martial Arts again in the future?

Maybe he'll do it again before he dies......

That's just the pride of being a martial artist!!

......

"I didn't lie to you"

"Say a minute, just a minute!"

"Sooner rather than later"

Zhao Han looked at the woman in red in front of him with a smile.

At this time, her figure overlapped with another figure in Zhao Han's eyes.

The same beauty, the same gentleness.

At least somewhere in his mind.

That is true!

At this time, Li Mochou was a little stunned.

Even if she is already determined to die.

After seeing that sword light, they all looked forward to it.

Is this the swordsmanship that can be exchanged for his innocent body?

It doesn't look like he's as bad as he thinks!

A smile appeared on the corner of Li Mochou's mouth, and he finally glanced at someone who was looking at him from afar in the crowd.

Then he stabbed his arm with the hidden Ice Spirit Silver Needle in his hand.

She Li Mochou only loves one person in this life!!

[ps: the third update.... Ask for support, cry, and then don't worry~] (To be continued.) )