Divine Soldier Gate. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is a very small sect, located on the border of Kangzhou and Zhaozhou, and it is good at double sword, but it is unknown, and few martial arts people have heard of it.

But everything changed thirty years ago!

A young man, with demonic qualifications, not only did he exhaust the skills and blades of the Shenbing Gate in one fell swoop, but also innovated through the old and created his own 'Sword Turning Sword Eighteen Styles', killing the rivers and lakes and green forests, and in the future, he was promoted to the congenital, making the Shenbing Gate famous.

The young man at that time is now the Venerable Soldier!

He was originally a rare genius, otherwise he would never have gone one step further in the year of the sixtieth year, and his flesh was complete, and he had reached the realm of innate peak Qi!

And now, he actually wants to challenge Fang Ming?

It's boiling! Almost the entire rooftop is boiling!

Gangqi master against Gangqi master!

Sword Double Absolute Double Make Sword!

The old generation to the new generation!

This contrast is too strong, after Fang Ming became famous, sword decoration became popular in Connecticut, and those who carried swords can be seen everywhere, and they even fought and killed He Renlong, confirming his reputation as a strong man!

But the Divine Soldier is definitely not a weakling!

As a strong man of the older generation, he is more mature, spicy, and experienced than Fang Ming.

Although Fang Ming is very popular among the young and heroic women, in the eyes of those who are old and serious, it is still the Divine Soldier who has a better chance of winning.

Hearing that the Venerable Master of the Divine Soldier was going to challenge Fang Ming, Li Shisong paused, frowned, and glanced at the black-robed man next to him, but did not stop him.

As for the other long-bearded old man with a sword at his waist, Zhao Tianjun had a blank expression, and only when he turned to Zhang Qingsong behind Fang Ming, his eyelids raised slightly, releasing a terrifying chill.

Zhang Qingsong hurriedly shrank his head, and his body was still trembling.

"If you want to challenge our alliance leader, ask me first!"

Tie Kaishan immediately blocked in front of Fang Ming, looking like the center was the master.

"It's up to you, it's not enough!"

Of course, the Venerable Divine Soldier had the capital to be proud of, before Fang Ming advanced to the Gang Qi, among the innate masters in the entire Connecticut Prefecture, there was only one who had cultivated the Gang Qi! And this product is still promoted purely because of Qingyun Sect, and it has nothing to do with Connecticut's half a dime.

It can be said that if it weren't for Fang Ming's sudden rise and Zhao Tianjun's unexpected breakthrough, the Venerable Divine Soldier would be the real first person in Connecticut! Even now, he is also a master who is firmly in the top three!

Although Tie Kaishan and Tong Yuechang are also congenital, they are a little famous in the small circle, but in front of Gangqi, they are still not enough to see.

"It's good!"

Tong Yuechang moved the lotus step lightly, side by side with Tie Kaishan, and wanted to block the master of the divine soldier with two enemies and one.

They knew that this martial arts conference would inevitably have countless bloody battles, so they naturally had to give priority to preserving Fang Ming's physical strength and spirit, and the Divine Soldier Master had already disclosed his identity as a Gang Qi level master, and they would not be said to be bullying more than one with two.

"Wait...... A few and slow! ”

A white cloud-like figure fell, straight into the middle of the three, revealing a sloppy and old Taoist image, but it was the Fuyunzi Daoist of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building.

"How many people know, what day is it?"

Fu Yunzi held a brocade silk iron pen in his hand and asked solemnly.

"Naturally, it's the day of the martial arts conference!"

"Yes! Today, when the conference opens, you wait for the fight of life and death, that is, until the sky is dark, and the old way can't be controlled, but now the conference has not started, you have to fight life and death, but the poor road can't help but make a note! In the future, above the green history, the iron pen is strong, and you are the big sinner who destroys the stability of Connecticut martial arts! ”

The rules of the martial arts conference are that after the two parties make it clear in front of the heroes of the world, they will fight for life and death, and they will be conceited of life and death, and it will be over, and then no one on either side will be allowed to seek revenge again, and the violators will be punished by the heroes of the world!

This was decided by the sages who held the martial arts conference for the first time that year, otherwise once revenge is allowed, the rivers and lakes will inevitably be bloody, which is against the original intention.

The Venerable Soldier and Tie Kaishan glanced at each other, it was really a bit unbearable to button down such a big hat, and the Venerable Master immediately snorted coldly: "You two, will you dare to fight with me for life and death later?" ”

"Why don't you dare?" Tie Kaishan and Tong Yuechang said in unison.

"Haha...... This old monkey is running fast! ”

"Don't think that if you run away, you can rely on our monkey wine!"

Several figures entered together, most of them were old men who were old and virtuous, and Fang Ming recognized the Nine Heavens Hand Lu Kang and the Divine Dragon Swordsman Gongsun Qiu who had met at the beginning, and they seemed to be the so-called top ten people in Connecticut.

These people are not only profound in martial arts, but also highly respected, and were specially invited to serve as referees and notaries.

"I can't rely on it...... I can't rely on ......."

Fu Yunzi sat down beside Fang Ming with a sad face, but he was not slow at all, with his left hand, he drank the wine jug in front of him in one breath, and his right hand was even more chopsticks like rain, and a plate of Longjing shrimp was about to bottom out.

"Old Taoist, don't you like games? Is there any grudge to be settled? Or is it a battle for the Connecticut rankings? ”

Fang Ming quipped with a smile.

"The old way has a clean breeze on his sleeves, no worries, where is there any grudge?"

Fuyunzi was already nibbling on a fat oily roast chicken at this time, and the strange thing was that even though his hands were filthy, the iron pen and brocade silk were still clean and clean.

"I'm going to congratulate you! The martial arts have gone further, the flesh is complete, and the whole body is as clean as glass, not bad, very good! ”

Fang Ming's eyes moved slightly, and he smiled.

Fu Yunzi went to grab the pig's trotter hand, and then sneered: "That's it...... Originally, I wanted to earn you kid, but I didn't want to be seen at a glance...... Not bad! Thank you so much, if you don't see you, how can you arouse the upward heart of the old way? ”

Fu Yunzi straightened his clothes and bowed solemnly to Fang Ming: "Lao Dao is a lot older, and he has also extinguished the idea of fighting, this time, I just want to record the martial arts conference in its original place, after all, Lao Dao prides himself on the rivers and lakes, and in the golden wind and drizzle building, how can he not have this grand event of Connecticut martial arts?" ”

"Dao Chief!"

At this moment, Zhang Qingsong, who had been hiding behind Fang Ming, rushed out and kowtowed to Fuyunzi: "Please save my father!" ”

"Alas...... Idiot! ”

As soon as Fuyunzi flicked his sleeves, Zhang Qingsong was suddenly helped up by a strong force.

"My father and I are close friends, how can I not be saved from death? I've found out everything before, and with me and your uncle here, no one will wronged your father! ”

Fu Yunzi said categorically, and glanced at Fang Ming meaningfully.

The hyacinths of the Golden Wind Drizzle Building are all over Connecticut, Fang Ming made a big fuss in the Shaodu Governor's Mansion and went directly to arrest people, how could he not know the inside story of such a big thing?

"There's still a bit of trouble in this matter!"

Fang Ming shook his head slightly.

"Oh? Could it be that with the skills of a brother, he can't take down that demon girl? ”

Fuyunzi was surprised.

"No, it's just that the demon girl is dead, and several of her subordinates are also dead, although the Qingping Sword Sutra has been recovered, but there is no proof of death......"

Hearing the two of them talking about Bai Xue as a demon girl, and even saying the news that this woman was dead, even if it was not the first time he heard about it, Zhang Qingsong also had a sharp pain in his chest, took two steps back, and almost fainted.

"The Zhao family and the Zhang family have always been good friends, if they can recover the Sword Sutra, Lao Dao will fight for a few more thin noodles......"

Fuyunzi gritted his teeth.

"Well, although Dao Chang and Qing Song can rest assured, I will also try my best to rescue Brother Zhang!"

Fang Ming opened his mouth indifferently, and there was naturally a domineering aura in his voice.

The Great River League is located in Kangzhou, and at this time it is even more sweeping, and the words of him, the leader of the Great River Alliance, even if Zhao Tianjun listens to it, he has to think about it.

"Thank you, uncle!"

Zhang Qingsong said goodbye, but he couldn't cry.

……

"The auspicious time has arrived, and the festival begins!"

The master of ceremonies sang loudly.

The entire rooftop was suddenly silent, but Fang Ming, Li Shisong, and Tu Qianjue were dressed and walked forward slowly.

On the most central ring, incense cases have been placed at this time, and there are three animal sacrifices, which are fresh and hot.

"One sacrifice to the sky!"

"Second Sacrifice Land!"

"Three Sacrifices to Martial Ancestors!"

……

Accompanied by a solemn voice, all the warriors, even the most unruly ones, bowed down and paid tribute to heaven and earth, as well as the legendary martial ancestor.

Fang Ming remembered that in the martial arts novels he had read in his previous life, there had never been a rule to worship ancestors at the martial arts conference, but Da Qian was different!

The warriors here generally have a common belief, that is, the martial ancestor!

In the dark ages of ancient times, the human race was weak, there were many exotic beasts around the tribe, cannibalism, withering production, and the survival of the human race was difficult.

At this time, there is a martial ancestor, learning from the nature of heaven and earth, creating supreme martial arts, on the day of Dacheng, blood rain falls from the sky, and ghosts and gods cry at night!

Since then, Wu Zu has used his own supreme martial arts to kill strange beasts, town mountains and rivers, and even move mountains and reclaim the sea, creating a paradise for the human race.

Not only that, but he also widely spread the law of martial arts, selfless, educated, and classless, as the ancestor of all martial arts, and was respected as the "martial ancestor"!

Since then, the powerful warriors of the human race have emerged in an endless stream, expanding their territory all the way, and only then did they create the prosperous civilization of the human race in the ninety-nine states at this time!

Sacrificing heaven and earth is to thank the great grace of nature and earth, and sacrificing to the martial ancestor is not to forget the original!

Fang Ming held the incense stick, and his thoughts were also clear.

He also sincerely admired Wu Zu, after all, maintaining respect for the powerful is humility for power.

The humility at this time is for the subsequent transcendence!

"Bow down! Bye-bye! Three worships! Licheng! ”

The master of ceremonies sang loudly, Fang Ming turned around a few times to look at the shed, and immediately a few more disciples carefully removed the offering table.

At this time, the martial arts conference has just entered the main topic.

The figure flashed.

Tu Qianjue has already come to the ring, and he bowed his hand to the Quartet: "All the heroes and heroes of Connecticut, the contemptible Tu Qianjue, thanks to the love, specially preside over this conference...... According to the past practice, you will first settle the grudge, and hand it over to us for evaluation, and those who are dissatisfied or have a blood feud can go to life and death, and once they enter life and death, there is no grudge, and they can no longer pick quarrels and provoke trouble, otherwise we will fight together! ”

Tu Qianjue was obviously not very interested, and left in a hurry, because he knew that the entire Connecticut would no longer be his stage from today on. (To be continued.) )