Xiang Yu is bold and righteous, plus many martial saints come to ask him about martial arts problems, and he also gives guidance without reservation, so Xiang Yu's friends are all over the world. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as Xiang Yu shouted, he summoned 36 martial saint masters, and he took the 36 martial saint masters to Xianyang to coerce the winner.

The winner looks at it, the form is wrong! Immediately launched a summoning order, convened the martial saint in the court, and also attracted a large number of martial saints.

The martial saints on both sides confronted each other in Xianyang, seeing that another great turmoil of the Chinese nation was coming, and at a critical juncture, it was the Xuannu who issued an order, asking the martial saints on both sides to think calmly for the stability of the Chinese nation.

In addition, Yu Ji forced Xiang Yu to give in with death, and Xiang Yu, who had been domineering all his life, bowed his head for the first time, and finally Xiang Yu left the Central Plains with the Xiang family and 36 martial saint families and arrived in Australia, which is now called Neon Island, where criminals are exiled.

After this incident, the Fourth Item was added to the Templar Judgment Council, which established a charter that only the Martial Saints who had conflicts were allowed to go head-to-head, and no one else was allowed.

There are many rules and restrictions on the ordinary determination of winning and losing, the most important of which is that it is not allowed to use lethal attacks, only the winner and the loser need to be divided, and the point is reached.

And there are no restrictions and requirements for bloody battles, as long as you kill the opponent and walk out of the ring alive, but there are many people in history who have died on the inner stage.

"Bloody battle!" Zhao Haoran said without hesitation.

"Bloody battle!" Xie Renjie also said.

"Make a vow! Alas! Every time I see the martial saint of Huaxia come to this point because of a little hatred, my heart is like a knife. Elder Fu Zhi looked at Xie Renjie, then at Zhao Haoran, and said bitterly.

"I swear, the grievances between me and Zhao Haoran will never affect others, and the grievances will ......end in a bloody battle," Xie Renjie solemnly swore an oath.

"I swear......" Zhao Haoran made an oath similar to Xie Renjie with a gloomy face.

Once the oath is made, as long as it is a person who wants to achieve something in the martial arts, he will never break it.

Because breaking the oath will breed demons in the heart, and may even cause a mental breakdown and fall into a strange circle of self-doubt, then the martial arts path of this martial artist is over.

"Alas! Now that the oath has been made and the bloody battle has been decided, then ten days later, the two of them will go to the bloody battle ring and have a bloody battle! I hope you will be able to recuperate well during these 10 days. Seeing that things could not be changed, Elder Fu Zhi sighed and said.

"The adjudication meeting is complete, adjourned." At the end, Fu Zhi waved his hand and said.

The whole meeting took more than an hour, and even the time for convening the Martial Saint was only four or five hours, which was the efficiency of the Martial Saint, and the ordinary meeting couldn't catch up.

The meeting ended, and the martial saints of the adjudication team also left one after another.

"Little guy, come and sit in the Mongol Mansion if you're fine!" Suddenly, a sound came into Xie Renjie's ears.

"Xie Laozu invited, I will definitely go when I have time." Xie Renjie replied respectfully.

Xie Renjie knew that it was the ancestor of the Meng family who transmitted the voice to him, the ancestor of Meng Tianxin's lineage.

Xie Renjie received a lot of guidance from him when he came to Xianyang when he was ten and thirteen years old, and if he hadn't taken care of him in secret, Xie Renjie might not have been able to get out of Xianyang City alive.

……

"Are you in a hurry?" Xie Renjie came to the side hall and saw that the two little Loli were staring at each other with big eyes, and there was a trace of anxiety in their eyes, so they asked out loud.

"Brother Renjie is okay, right?" When the two little Loli heard Xie Renjie's voice, they turned their heads to look at Xie Renjie and asked in unison.

"This is one of the safest places in the entire Great Qin, how could anything happen to me?" Xie Renjie scratched the bridge of the nose of the two little Loli and said.

He didn't tell them that he was going to fight a bloody battle, so that they wouldn't worry.

"Let's rest in this side hall for the night today!" Xie Renjie decisively changed the topic, and the wing room of the temple welcomed the world's martial saints to come and live at any time, providing a pure place for every martial saint who came to Xianyang City and did not settle down cleanly.

"Hmm", the two little Loli nodded and replied softly.

There was worry in their eyes, how could they not know that this matter would not end so easily, with how smart they were. But since Xie Renjie didn't tell her anything, they didn't ask, because asking them wouldn't help much, and they could only add to Xie Renjie's burden. Therefore, they can only worry in their hearts, and they can only silently cheer for Xie Renjie behind their backs.

Xie Renjie sat down cross-legged on the ground and entered the state of cultivation, cultivation must be persevering, there can be no day of slackening, no one can take shortcuts on this road, and only through diligent cultivation bit by bit can we achieve something.

The Shangguan sisters glanced at each other, and also knelt down next to Xie Renjie, entered the cultivation state, and worked hard to cultivate, hoping to help Xie Renjie one day, no longer only silently worried and anxious behind his back.

The corners of Xie Renjie's mouth showed a little smile, this world is destined to belong to the world of the strong.

Therefore, Xie Renjie had already passed on the "Creation Sutra" to the Shangguan sisters, and the Shangguan sisters did not disappoint him, since they studied the "Creation Sutra", they have been working hard to cultivate and have never slackened.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone into the wings, leaving the figures of the three on the black stone walls, warm and peaceful.

……

When Zhao Haoran returned to Zhao's mansion, the mourning hall had already been built.

The mourning hall is arranged in the hall of Zhao's mansion, the mourning flag is hung at the door of the mourning hall, the portrait of Zhao Jingyi is hung above the mourning hall, the word "lay" is written under the big book, the left and right sides are hung high, writing the experience of Zhao Jingyi's life, and the two sides of the mourning hall are hung with the elegiac couplets sent by different people.

The offering table in front of the mourning hall is full of all kinds of precious dishes and fruits, and the incense candles on both sides are burning.

The coffin was placed behind the offering table, made of precious thousand-year-old gloomy wood, and Zhao Jingyi's body was lying in it, and it could be seen that his body had been sewn up by a master, and the body that was divided into two by Xie Renjie could only see faint scars.

At this time, there were already more than a dozen women kneeling in front of Zhao Jingyi's coffin, ranging from thirteen or fourteen to their thirties, all of them crying in the dark, and the expressions on everyone's faces were heartbroken.

"Cry, cry, cry! You know what else to do besides crying? Zhao Haoran couldn't help but feel upset when he heard the cry, and shouted angrily.

The women in the mourning hall kept their mouths shut, they knew how cruel the old man in front of them was.

It is said that when Zhao Jingyi's short-lived father died, all his wives and concubines were dragged to the funeral, and even Zhao Jingyi's mother was not spared!

They are so sad that they hope not to be dragged to the funeral and save their lives, most of them were robbed by Zhao Jingyi, or they are greedy for wealth and glory, and no one wants to give Zhao Jingyi a funeral.

"Since you are so sad, then let's all go to the funeral of Jingyi!" Zhao Haoran saw the woman who was drunk by him and closed her mouth, and her heart was even more angry, and she roared angrily.

"Don't! Ask the ancestors to spare their lives! We also want to serve our ancestors for a lifetime, make cattle and horses for our ancestors, and beg our ancestors to spare their lives! When the women in the mourning hall heard this, they immediately kowtowed to Zhao Haoran and begged for mercy.

"Someone! Take it down, serve with delicious food and drink, and bury all alive on the day of Jingyi's burial, and accompany the burial! Zhao Haoran said ruthlessly.

"Zhao Haoran, you are an old immortal, you are so brutal as you, you deserve the destruction of your Zhao family, you deserve to have a son with a short life, and a grandson is still short-lived." The women who were broken by Zhao Haoran broke the last glimmer of hope in their hearts and scolded.

"Take it down!" Zhao Haoran waved his hand in annoyance, and said in a voice without the slightest emotion.

He didn't have to surrender himself to deal with these dying women.

The women were taken down by the secret guards of the Zhao Mansion in the scolding, and the mourning hall was quiet.

"Jingyi! You go first, and I'll send you whatever you like. Zhao Haoran sat in front of Zhao Jingyi's coffin and muttered to himself.

"The clothes you like, the utensils you like, and even the people you like. Grandpa will send it to you, the same one.

Don't you like the pair of who follow Xie Renjie? When Grandpa kills Xie Renjie, he will send them to you dressed up beautifully. ”

Suddenly, a yin wind blew in the mourning hall, and the mourning flags and elegiac couplets were blown back and forth, swaying from side to side, and a figure suddenly appeared behind Zhao Haoran......