573 Nether King, defeated

The Flame Saint will be here soon?!

This sentence can surprise everyone.

No matter how bold he is, he doesn't dare to kill people in front of Yan Sheng, who is the lawmaker of the dynasty.

What's more, the people of the Spirit Dragon Hall surrounded them, and there were thousands of them, and they were huge and majestic.

The people of the various sects immediately fell silent and looked at each other.

The old man of the water mirror and Lei Heming suddenly had confidence, and arched their hands at the Spirit Dragon King halfway up the mountainside: "Thank you Spirit Dragon King for taking action!" ”

Before the Spirit Dragon King could speak, he heard a sound of "crackling" footsteps, and a large group of guards came out of nowhere, all holding steel guns, majestic, not to mention tens of thousands of people!

Then, another group of people slowly went up the mountain, Yan Sheng, who was wearing casual clothes, walked in the front, next to Hou Jimo, who was known as the "No. 1 Master of the Holy Palace", and there were holy guards on both sides who were as solid as iron buckets, and it was estimated that there were countless masters in the dark.

Everyone has seen Yan Sheng on the news, but when they see him in real life at this time, they all think that he is gentle and elegant, and at the same time, it makes people afraid and dare not look at him directly.

Everyone hadn't dealt with Yan Sheng, and they didn't know how to greet them for a while.

Still the Spirit Dragon King was clever, and in a few jumps he rushed down from the mountainside, bowed deeply at Yan Sheng, and said extremely flatteringly: "Holy Lord, welcome to the Spirit Dragon Palace!" ”

The Spirit Dragon Hall is also the first Jianghu sect that Yan Sheng has visited.

Who can compare with this status?

Yan Sheng put his hands behind his back and said with a smile: "This Dragon Hunting Mountain is also rugged enough, you have to walk to come up." ”

The Spirit Dragon King hurriedly said: "I'll build a road tomorrow, and I'll smash a car lane if I smash it!" ”

Yan Sheng still smiled: "That's not necessary, just keep the characteristics." ”

Then he turned his head to look around and asked, "What's going on, what's going on?" ”

The Spirit Dragon King immediately told him what had just happened.

Yan Sheng looked over at Chen Dong's side.

He had heard of Chen Dong and knew that Chen Dong was Yang Dashuai's grandson, and he had also caused a lot of turmoil and incidents in Beijing.

But it was the first time we met.

Unexpectedly, he became the head of Feixing Tower.

Yan Sheng didn't think much about it, in the end, it was Yang Dashuai's grandson, and it was more than enough to be the head of the rivers and lakes.

Yan Sheng said loudly: "You are all high-rollers on the rivers and lakes, and it is understandable that you have a hot temper, but the martial arts competition will start soon, if you are angry, let's go to the stage to solve it...... Don't fight in private, after all, it's near Shangjing, and I'm still there, so the impact is not too good! ”

Yan Sheng's humorous and witty words certainly made everyone laugh, and they felt that they had shortened the distance a lot in an instant.

"If you don't have any opinions, let's go together!"

Yan Sheng greeted and continued to walk forward, and everyone naturally followed.

The Spirit Dragon King accompanied Yan Sheng, introducing the scenery of Xunlong Mountain, talking and laughing all the way.

What the status is, it goes without saying, everyone is envious or envious.

The gate of the Linglong Hall is halfway up the Dragon Mountain.

Outside the gate, there is an extremely wide square.

It's been laid out in advance, there's a ring, there's a seat, it's like that.

Yan Sheng walked all the way, his face was not red or panting, his face was very calm, and he obviously exercised a lot.

When he arrived at the martial arts arena, Yan Sheng was of course invited to the top, and other leaders and high-rollers also sat down.

I really didn't have a seat, so I had to stand.

The more than 10,000 guards brought by the Yan Sheng, as well as the thousands of disciples of the Spirit Dragon Palace, were responsible for maintaining order on the scene.

With so many people, there is no chaos in any case.

After the consent of the Yan Sheng, the Spirit Dragon King came to the stage and spoke, to the effect that the Holy Lord wanted to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, which was the importance and affirmation of the people in the rivers and lakes, and hoped that everyone would actively participate, perform, and so on.

Then, he said that the leader of the martial arts alliance has a great responsibility, and in the future, he will command the entire rivers and lakes, and he must choose a person with martial arts, knowledge, and status.

It's okay to say martial arts, which Jianghu people don't have martial arts?

It's just that this knowledge and identity has eliminated many people, and most people have no knowledge and identity.

For a while, everyone was talking, saying that this martial arts alliance leader was prepared for the major leaders, and other people in the rivers and lakes were here to be cannon fodder and foils.

Even so, everyone was still interested, after all, it was a rare scene on the rivers and lakes.

Finally, the Spirit Dragon King talked about the rules of the competition.

The rules are relatively simple, and the ring system is adopted.

That is, one person guards and one person fights.

The one who can persist on the stage to the end is the champion of this competition.

In addition, Yan Sheng doesn't want to see too many casualties, so he pays attention to the point, and falling out of the ring or taking the initiative to admit defeat can be used as the criterion for determining the victory or defeat.

After talking about the rules, the Spirit Dragon King was the first to jump into the ring, and smiled at the surroundings: "The head of the Lower Spirit Dragon Palace, I am willing to be a person who throws bricks and leads the jade, and I hope to meet more people with lofty ideals in the rivers and lakes!" ”

The Spirit Dragon King is known as one of the "Four Great Masters of Yanxia", and he is even more famous in the rivers and lakes, the head of the first sect, how many dare to challenge him?

For a while, there was silence all around, and everyone looked at me and me.

Soon, a strong man with more than two hundred pounds stood up.

"It is said that the martial arts of the Spirit Dragon King are the first in the rivers and lakes, and I Zhang Dali is not convinced! Come on, let me see, is it the first in the rivers and lakes? ”

After speaking, Zhang Dali jumped onto the stage violently, and even took off his shirt, revealing a strong muscle.

The Spirit Dragon King probed a little, and knew that the person in front of him was only a ninth-level martial artist, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask my brother for his kung fu, and my brother has to be merciful." ”

"Shao Pan friendship, I came here to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, and then married Bai Fumei and walked to the peak of life, who showed mercy to his subordinates?"

Zhang Dali shouted, waving his hands and feet and pounced towards the Spirit Dragon King, and the sound of "Boom" almost knocked down the ring.

In fact, with a slight swing of his fingers, the Spirit Dragon King could knock Zhang Dali off the stage.

But he didn't.

After all, Zhang Dali was the first to come to power, not to mention that at least his courage is commendable, so let him stay a little longer.

The Spirit Dragon King didn't use his internal strength at all, and only relied on his fists and feet to fight with Zhang Dali.

The two fought so hard that they were inseparable and inseparable.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Bang Bang!"

The two attacked each other on the stage, it was a real fist, and it took dozens of rounds before the Spirit Dragon King knocked Zhang Dali off the stage.

The Spirit Dragon King pretended to be out of breath and said to Zhang Dali: "Brother is really good at kung fu, he almost won me!" ”

Zhang Dali didn't know that the Spirit Dragon King was letting him, and he said excitedly: "Yes, there have been several times, and I feel like I'm about to win!" Everyone says that if you don't practice qi, you can't enter the real martial arts, but I am born with no sense of qi, what can I do? Today, I had a fight with the No. 1 Spirit Dragon King in the rivers and lakes, and I realized that practicing qi is nothing more than that, and it is only slightly stronger than me! I will go back and continue practicing, sooner or later the martial arts alliance master will be mine! ”

After saying this, Zhang Dali turned around and went down the mountain with confidence.

The Spirit Dragon King looked at Zhang Dali's back, always smiling.

This kind of thing belongs to the insiders who watch the doorway and the laymen watch the excitement.

Some people knew what was going on at a glance, while others thought that the Spirit Dragon King was really just this strength, and immediately rushed to the stage to challenge him.

Not surprisingly, everyone was ousted by the Spirit Dragon King after a "hard fight".

Regardless of whether he is a martial artist, a master, or a grandmaster, he is a little bit better than the Spirit Dragon King every time.

"I conceded." The Spirit Dragon King arched his hand on the stage, sighed and said, "It's just a little bit." ”

It's just infuriating.

After several such battles, the people who "don't know how to do it" finally gradually understood that the Spirit Dragon King was really strong, and he just pretended not to be strong.

There are fewer and fewer people who dare to take on the stage to challenge.

"Is there anyone else?"

The Spirit Dragon King standing on the stage, his eyes swept over the many people in the audience.

In the end, it fell on the heads of several major sects.

"It won't be so easy for me to become the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, right?"

The Spirit Dragon King smiled slightly, his eyes full of provocation.

He really wants to compete with these heads.

"I'm coming!"

A gloomy voice sounded, and an old man with silver hair but good spirits stood up.

It is the head of the Netherworld Sect, the Netherworld King!

The Netherworld King is also a popular character to "win the championship" in this martial arts competition, and everyone thinks that he is not much different from the Spirit Dragon King, and it may be possible to win.

Even the Spirit Dragon King regarded the Nether King as his greatest opponent.

His complexion instantly became solemn.

So when the Nether King got up, there were bursts of cheers all around.

Finally, we can have a good show!

In fact, the Nether King knew in his heart that he was no match for the Spirit Dragon King at all.

He is in the late stage of a ninth-level great master, and he is still some distance from the peak, and he can only fight with the Spirit Dragon King for nearly a hundred rounds at most.

But he pondered, first consume some of the Spirit Dragon King's physical strength, so that when the sloppy Taoist came on the field, maybe the chance of winning would be greater.

- Until now, he didn't know that the sloppy Taoist was dead, after all, he didn't have much chance to talk to Chen Dong from beginning to end.

He also thought that Chen Dong was the head of the Flying Star Tower, and he was also part of the sloppy Taoist layout.

As the Netherworld King gradually walked onto the stage, the Spirit Dragon King, who was originally solemn, suddenly smiled: "Netherworld, I haven't seen you for a long time!" ”

The Nether King nodded and said, "It's been a long time. ”

"The saint is here, let's try to keep a little bit of it, what will we see?"

"Good!"

Yan Sheng is nearby, if he really wants to rush all over the sky, he is afraid that he will hurt this true dragon emperor.

So the two fought directly in hand-to-hand combat, and bumped into each other after a few steps.

One cast the Flying Dragon Palm, and the other cast the Nether Fist, and the fight "clanged".

As the Nether King himself thought, he was defeated in less than a hundred rounds......