The main plane, the core area of the Chinese Warriors Association, the Shenwu Pavilion, and the site of the political meeting.

When Li Zhi's slightly impulsive words rushed into his mouth, it caused an uproar in the audience, and many masters of the Daomen series stood up directly, but Li Zhi also sat around a lot of masters of Vientiane Mountain, although they also felt that what their young master said was a little wrong, but at this time, the loser did not lose the battle, and these legendary martial arts sects stood up around Li Zhi to resist the coercion of the masters of the Daomen.

"MMP, the last person who dared to talk to Zhu Gangban like this, now the wild grass on the grave has grown tall, right?"

"This is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, and there is a good show to watch. The faint buzzing voices in all directions also brought tremendous pressure to Li Zhi, and the white face of this heroic young man was a little swollen red, but at this moment, he refused to give in under Shui Yunyan's expectant gaze.

"That's the way it is, in addition to the recognition of other pavilion elders, becoming a Shenwu Pavilion elder also has to undergo internal questioning from within the sect, how can the position of the pavilion elder be respected?"

(That's right, but, silly boy, as Li Jingxuan's son, your every move was watched by others with a magnifying glass, openly questioning the eyes of other pavilion elders, even if it turns out that you are right in the end, can there really be your good after this incident?) Looking at the young man with a red face below, Zhu Peng, who was slapped in the face in public, was not angry, but thought about whether he could help this Li Zhi round the scene back.

Li Jingxuan worked hard for Huaxia all his life, and in the end his wife was not virtuous, and his son was not good, Zhu Peng really didn't want to intensify the contradiction and make it difficult for Lao Li Tou, and when Zhu Peng reached this position, he had faintly become the leader of the Daomen Shaozhuang faction.

Although Xu Baishan, the sword of righteousness, has a good reputation and prestige, but after all, there is no special record, and the real first-rate masters also know that he is also secretly cultivating the Void Dan Sutra, although after cultivation, he is definitely much stronger than the average pseudo-Dan master, but it is obviously impossible to carry the banner of the leader of the Daomen, there is no problem in being a leader, and Xu Baishan is still short of being a spiritual leader.

Not to mention the mind reader Li Daoman, his lazy temperament can only be a scattered immortal, let him raise pigs, take his disciples, and embarrass the heavy responsibility.

Zhu Peng is known as the Sword King of the Immortal, the Evil Dragon Beast, etc., and is the head of the Five Tigers of the Chinese Warrior Association, and is known as the Iron Winged Flying Tiger, but among the Daomen, many people secretly call him the name of "Golden Immortal".

Daomen is powerful, cast into a titanium extremely immortal golden body, and the majesty does not dare to say that he is chasing the land immortal Li Jingxuan, but it is by no means inferior to any figure of the older generation, even if it is against the leader of Buddhism, "Future Bright Buddha" Fuhui, no one thinks that Zhu Peng is inferior by half a point.

With Zhu Peng's momentum and status today, even if he laughed at this moment, he didn't hear anything Li Zhi said, and the cultivators under him who were attached to the Dao Sect would never give up with Li Zhi.

Huaxia Daomen is very influential in the middle and high-level of the entire Chinese Warriors Association, and coupled with the forces of Li Ce, who were originally fighting against Vientiane Mountain, the forces that Li Zhi has cultivated in the Chinese Warriors Association over the years will be devastatingly disintegrated in a very short period of time.

Han Fangxue, the Queen of the Yin, and Liu Jinghong, the Wind Sword Saint, are the forces behind Li Ce, although they are not as powerful as the Sword Emperor Yu Bing of Vientiane Mountain, but the strength of the two sides to support the agent is also different, Zhu Peng does not want to intervene in the dispute within the Chinese Warrior Association, Li Jingxuan is strong, and there is no need to get involved now.

However, Li Zhi is now saying that he is so dead, even if he wants to help him play a round with Zhu Peng's brain power, he has to think about it for a while to make things small, he is thinking about how to say it, among the legendary martial arts sects on the side of the Daomen, Li Qinglian directly grabbed the chair under her buttocks, and then she threw it over.

"A rich second generation who hasn't been weaned yet, a little kid, also deserves to question my senior brother? The chair was wrapped in a cyan storm, and suddenly it crashed into Li Zhi with a terrifying momentum like a furious dragon.

Beside Li Zhi, a tall and strong legendary martial artist shook his fists and met with fierce flames, but the chair controlled by Qingfeng's fighting spirit was extremely weird and twisted around the big man in the moment before it collided with his fist, and continued to attack Li Zhi with unfailing momentum.

Bang!

Li Zhi raised his hand and blew up the chair and the fighting whirlwind that wrapped it, but he was poked to the most sore spot in his heart by Li Qinglian's scolding, his face was extremely ugly, Li Zhi was conceited in his life, and what he hated the most was that others scolded him for being the second ancestor, the rich second generation.

"Okay, okay, today I will represent the Martial Sect of Vientiane Mountain to challenge Mr. Zhu, the Iron Wing Flying Tiger, the position of the elder of the pavilion, and he should be a capable person. Li Zhi pushed away the warrior who was protecting him in front of him and said angrily.

"Okay, Li Ergongzi is not cowardly, and a group of old miscellaneous hairs from their Daomen will knock to the end......" From time to time, there are lively cheers from all around, martial artists, holding meetings, fighting, so it is in line with their preferences.

is also a banquet, and the banquet of the underworld is more likely to cause trouble than ordinary people's banquets.

The martial artist between Daomen and Vientiane Mountain quickly withdrew from a sufficiently spacious circle, allowing the Daomen family and the people of Vientiane Mountain to confront each other, and seeing that the two sides were faintly moving the real fire, Zhu Peng touched his nose, and knew that even he was not good enough to forcibly suppress it again.

Because it is not only the martial artists who are looking forward to this battle that are watching the excitement around, but also the power of Han Fangxue, Liu Jinghong and the Fashan monk are vaguely adding fuel to the fire, and the current strength of the Daomen is too strong, not only the Fashan monk. Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong, these elders, also felt a little uncomfortable, and when they saw the forces of Daomen and Vientiane Mountain colliding together, they almost instinctively signaled the people below to add fuel to the fire to ensure that the two sides really fought.

"Be quiet, be quiet, what kind of place is this? Is this the place for you to make moves?"

“...... The meeting has indeed been held for a long time, everyone is on fire, it is inevitable, go to the arena below, the two sides will stop at the point, and at the same time, everyone will also sort out their ideas and consider what kind of choice to make, which is more in line with the overall interests of our Chinese Warrior Association. ”

"Lord Yin, you're not fighting, you're afraid you won't be able to fight. A moment later, on the way from the conference room to the underground arena, Zhu Peng said to Han Fangxue with a wry smile.

"Peng'er, fifty years have passed, although the sect has been digesting the power of the twenty-eight sects of Vientiane Mountain over the years, but it has only progressed from confrontation with each other to relative advantages, and the resistance of the twenty-eight sects of Vientiane Mountain has always been there, while you are here, help your sister beat them well, and you can stop for fifty years. When she said this, Han Fangxue sighed lightly and said with some sadness:

"The higher the cultivation, the longer the lifespan, the more difficult it is for the heirs, this is destined by the laws of the world, Ce'er has been trying hard to cultivate one or two good children over the years, but ......"

Li Ce is relatively weak, he has married a lot of wives and concubines over the years, and has given birth to no less than ten sons and seven or eight daughters, but the Chinese Warrior Association has a population of tens of millions and nearly 100 million, and it is only close to five hundred legends when it is full, it can be seen that it is not easy to be promoted, those with bad qualifications, those with good qualifications who died halfway, those with good qualifications did not die halfway, those who were secretly injured, and those who can achieve legends are all top-notch, but Zhu Peng has been in the hands of masters for many years, and he doesn't think that legends are worth much, in fact, it is very difficult, even if there are enough resources to cultivate。

If it was really easy, Li Zhi would not be regarded as inheriting Li Jingxuan's martial arts qualifications and becoming a strong competitor to his eldest son Li Ce because he was successfully promoted to a legend.

Sixty or seventy years have passed since the establishment of the entire Chinese Samurai Association, but in fact, what really catches the eye is only Li Lu, Fan Zhixian, Moon God Yao, the remnants of the five tigers and thirteen eagles in the past, it is difficult for newcomers to take the lead, not because there is anyone to suppress it, but it is difficult for newcomers to catch up with their predecessors.

Here it shows that a martial artist is a professional disadvantage compared to a wizard, and the uncertainty of promotion or not is too high.

The martial arts profession seems to be physically strong, and the sound hands and feet do not pick qualifications, but in fact, the martial arts profession is even more innate than the wizard profession, and the qualifications are not enough unless you work hard enough and meet the odds, otherwise it is really difficult to produce results.

............

"Although I don't know what you're thinking in your bastard's heart, but you dare to slander my senior brother, if you don't chop you into eight pieces today, the world is really easy to bully when I am a Taoist. On the battlefield, Li Qinglian, who was dressed in green clothes, had her sword eyebrows and sideburns, and her temperament gradually became cold and snowy, if the Qiuyue sisters were here at this time, I am afraid that they would almost not recognize this girl as the one who always relied on her brother to be coquettish and cute.

Among them, Qiuyue Shirley always likes to tease Li Qinglian and play some female hooligan tricks in front of her, but at this moment, if she sees Li Qinglian's murderous appearance at the scene of the fight, I am afraid that she will never dare to tease this soft "good girl" again.

On the other side of the arena, Li Zhi, who was wearing armor and carrying a knife, felt the gradually fierce sword aura of the woman opposite, and only felt that the hairs on his whole body exploded, but at this time, he had no room to retreat, Li Zhi could only face Li Qinglian, slowly pulled out the knife on his back, and said, "Please!"

Li Qinglian also gave a salute and said, "Please!"

As soon as the words fell, I only heard a choking sound, and in the middle of the arena, I saw a flash of lightning, and the sword light was like a rainbow, and it suddenly flew out of the scabbard on Li Qinglian's back.

The cold sword light shot out, and the surrounding wind faintly showed a sense of immeasurable waves in the rivers and seas, and with a movement of her wrist, the sea-covering sword was like a dragon going out to sea, and the sword light was like the claws of the dragon, and the distance between the two was quite far away, and the space was only flashing, and it suddenly passed through the limit of space and time!

The sharp sword qi of Xiao Killing, pushing up layer by layer, the wind and waves are high!

This sword alone is like an angry wave, more like a flash of lightning, a wisp of aurora piercing the eternal night.

The sword light in Li Qinglian's hand flashed, and suddenly, it had already pierced Li Zhi's eyebrows, and there seemed to be no time gap in between.

The sword is out, and it is coming!

Li Zhi instantly felt a sharp sword qi stabbing at him, although it was only one sword, but as far as the sword light came, his whole body was shrouded in sword qi, and a cold chill like a tide rushed to his face.

(The legendary famous sword covers the sea sword, with the wind is a fighting spirit, the wind is high and the waves are fast, its momentum is immeasurable, why is this combination so familiar?) After thinking about it, Zhu Peng moved his eyes to Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong not far from him, Liu Jinghong has the reputation of the Wind Sword Saint Needless to say, when Mrs. Han was not called the queen of the yin, she also had the title of Hanhai Sword Saint, she and Liu Jinghong are cousins, and the two swords are combined, and the prestige is extremely great.

It was only later that as the land immortal Li Jingxuan became stronger and stronger, there were fewer and fewer scenes that required Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong to join forces to deal with the enemy, and Han Fangxue's name gradually replaced the title of Hanhai Sword Saint.

"Qinglian, I like this girl very much, Peng'er, your uncle is very lazy, the sea-covering sword was my sword back then, and now it is transferred to Qinglian, what's wrong?" Although Han Fangxue is already an old woman of seventy or eighty years old, a woman's age is originally determined by her appearance, at this moment, this stunning beauty is lightly angry and angry, Li Daoman's eyes are full, her elegance is infinite, and her words are so clear and clear, so that Zhu Peng has nothing to say.

At this time, the battle in the arena has suddenly turned into a white heat, the earth roars and shakes, the sword light and sword are instantly sheng, one green and one white, the two figures are like a dragon soaring, flying phoenix around the ring, wrapped in feng shui, thunder and fire, the spirit is vertical and horizontal, the sword qi is shaking, and the sword light is galloping.

Li Qinglian and Li Zhi, these two have been the strongest among the new juniors of the Chinese Warriors Association for many years, in fact, even if there is no introduction today, I am afraid that there will be a wonderful battle between these two.

Li Qinglian Danshi was born, swordsmanship is exquisite, cultivation is a wind is a fighting spirit, full force is really gathered to transform the shape, scattered into the wind, the sea sword in his hand to raise the momentum and push the waves, in recent years, and refined feng shui fencing skills, really with a three-foot sword, covering the sea and the south.

However, Li Zhi is a mad sand knife method, and what he cultivates is actually wind, fire, and earth with an extremely obscure compound fighting qi, and it is no wonder that he is obviously Li Jingxuan's second son, but he does not practice the Dan Dao secret method, if he is distracted by the cultivation of compound fighting qi, I am afraid that the final result will be difficult to cultivate to the end of anything.

For a long time, many people say that Li Zhi inherited Li Jingxuan's martial arts qualifications, of course, it is an exaggeration, on the one hand, people like Li Jingxuan are endowed by God, and on the other hand, because of his life experience of ups and downs, he has created his will and temperament.

The wind and dust are three-foot swords, and the gods are clothed.

A chivalrous man who is dedicated to the country and carries a sword to run around in the dust, such a lifelong asset has created today's Li Jingxuan, and it is not a simple martial arts qualification that can explain his achievements. But judging from the performance of Li Zhi in today's fight, he is really an outstanding young man.

His pure martial arts are slightly inferior to Li Qinglian, after all, he was born a few years later and has not accumulated enough, but the famous sword in his hand, the armor on his body, and the combat boots under his feet are all matching legendary weapons, and Li Zhi is by no means the second ancestor of pure equipment, the rich second generation, he is really able to exert the power effect of the equipment on his body. In contrast, Li Qinglian only has a sea-covering sword on her whole body, not that she can't find other legendary weapons, but Li Qinglian takes the path of the sword saint, concentrating on the way of the sword, and is sincere, when she cultivates to a high level, she is a three-foot sword in her hand regardless of offense and defense, and the sword presses all beings.

Li Qinglian is a Dan Master, and it is inherently easier to take this path of breaking through ten thousand laws with one sword than other pure Sword Saint professionals, but she is still a little short of heat now.

The blue-white brilliant sword light spread, and finally completely tore Li Zhi's wild sand fighting qi vortex, Li Zhi was wearing a legendary suit, which may be close to the bonus effect of a regular epic equipment, but in front of the Qinglian Sword Immortal's sea-covering sword, it was still irresistible and collapsed.

Li Zhi's skills are definitely not weak, and he is also very talented in combat, and it is no problem to rank among the legendary martial arts sects with a piece of equipment, in other words, even if he is in the battle with the legendary martial arts sects in the world, he should have more wins and fewer defeats on the whole...... However, Danshi is destined to be the most upstream group of people among the legendary martial arts sects in the world.

Hit by the blue-white sword pressure and flying, Li Zhi's whole body fighting qi and sword disintegrated, the legendary armor was shattered, and blood rushed out everywhere in his body, he supported the ground with a knife, and his body withdrew dozens of meters in the middle of his knees, and he pulled out a deep ditch on the ground of the fighting field, and the defeat was revealed, and the state was even more miserable.

Li Qinglian, who consumed a lot of money, exhaled gently, and then forced Li Ce with a teleportation, and the long sword in his hand was sent straight to the opponent's throat.

It's not that he really wants to kill the other party, Li Qinglian knows very well in her heart that the other party is the son of the sect master Li Jingxuan, even if the crime is extremely evil and wants to be killed, the Daomen must be handed over to Li Jingxuan to deal with, not to mention that the other party's crime is not small, it is big, but it is really not big.

"Ahh

However, Li Qinglian's body method, which was holding the intention of capturing the other party, had just approached, and Li Zhi seemed to be stimulated by something, his eyes were split, and he roared and waved his knife wildly without any discipline to meet it, as if the pampered son couldn't stand the blow of failure, and his mentality completely collapsed, and he went crazy.

Easily picking up the crazy sand knife in the opponent's hand, Li Qinglian raised her eyebrows slightly, and the long sword pointed at the vital point of the opponent's heart, she didn't believe that Li Zhi's mentality was really fragile to this extent, a person with a fragile mentality, how could it be impossible to easily promote the legendary martial arts, but the accident really happened.

Facing Li Qinglian's raised sea-covering sword, Li Zhi's feet exerted force, and the whole person's speed increased sharply and collided hard, and the extremely sharp sea-covering sword went straight through the gap in the broken armor and pierced into Li Zhi's heart...... At this moment, Li Qinglian was stunned, and what she said before was just angry words, because she killed Li Jingxuan's youngest son with a few quarrels, this kind of thing was just like a joke.

However, at the moment when Li Qinglian's mind was lost, his body rushed forward, and Li Zhi, who still had a crazy expression on his face, instantly had a gloomy glint flash in his eyes. The body that lost its strength was suddenly infused with strength, and a sharp blade suddenly popped out under Li Zhi's right arm, and when the distance between the two sides was extremely close, this kid suddenly waved his arm and slashed out with all his strength, and slashed at Li Qinglian's head with all his strength, once it was cut, Li Qinglian's head would be cut like a watermelon, and absolutely no one on the scene could save her life.

(Come on, come on, come on...... Iron Winged Tiger Zhu Peng, come and stop me!) roared like this in his heart, Li Zhi did his best, and the short knife with curse and poison had already slashed in front of her eyes in the moment when Li Qinglian was stunned. Li Zhi's this is also a secret technique of assassination, tempered thousands of times, and the enemy is unprepared, even if he is much stronger than him, a negligence will cut off half of his head.

At the same time, outside the arena, inside the legendary martial arts sect of Vientiane Mountain, an old man who was extremely withdrawn and had been sitting there with a long sword in his arms raised his head at this moment, and his eyes were fixed on the tall and strong man in the Xuan robe on the high platform.

Vaguely felt that something was wrong, but at the moment of life and death of the senior sister, Zhu Peng didn't have time to think about it, his figure suddenly disappeared on the high platform, and he grabbed Li Zhi's wrist with a teleportation, and at this moment, the blade was only half a finger away from Li Qinglian's eyes.

"Qinglian, you won the competition, you lost the fight......" Before Zhu Peng's killing word was spoken, the sword shadow that swept across the sky had already enveloped him and Li Qinglian like a sword wheel and sword vortex.

"The Iron Winged Flying Tiger of the Chinese Warriors Association, intervening in the battlefield when life and death are not decided, is it too much to bully the small and attract shame, right?" The indifferent and ruthless voice filled the entire arena, and this voice was like the sword light that shrouded Zhu Peng and Li Qinglian's bodies, resolute and cruel and dark.

In the eyes of the people around them, they could only clearly know that it was indeed Zhu Peng who rushed into the arena first, and then a martial artist from the side of Vientiane Mountain pounced into the arena, and then, the two sides began to show an astonishingly terrifying legendary peak realm to attack and fight, and they could only faintly see two rapid entanglements and collisions, because the high speed has completely blurred into a chaotic figure that cannot distinguish between you and me.

The Legendary Martial Sect, who cultivated to be a little weaker, watched the battle in the arena for a long time, and even felt dizzy and weightless.

"Li Zhi, this kid is really thoughtful, from the very beginning he did all this to prepare for his master Crying Old Man This move is the advantage of this move, Crying Old Man is a peerless swordsman at the peak of the legend, Zhu Peng fell into an absolute disadvantage from both reason and situation at the beginning...... It's not easy to wrench. On the high platform, Han Fangxue frowned slightly.

"It's not good to pull it back, there is a real-time monitoring device on the arena, it is indeed the kid who violated the rules first, the crying old man saved his apprentice, and attacked Zhu Peng, who was the first to break the rules, if we go down again, it will really be full of mouths and can't explain clearly, and the relationship between the Chinese Samurai Association and Vientiane Mountain will deteriorate suddenly. The handsome middle-aged old man Liu Jinghong said this, and at the same time he signaled his subordinates to stabilize the people on the side of the Chinese Warrior Association, not to mess up, a mess will only make the situation worse.

Inside the arena, there was a gossamer-like gray sword light swimming in the air, and the afterimage was empty, extremely slow, but it seemed to be extremely fast. Suddenly, it was an extremely sharp sword weapon that swung at an extremely fast speed, and the light was pulled into an amazing effect of swimming like silk threads!

As the traces of sword qi flowed out, wisps of thin but extremely intense blood mist gradually diffused, some people were injured, some people were bleeding, and some were on the verge of death...... This perilous situation lasted for about half a minute and thirty seconds.

This was followed by a series of crashing sounds of "Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang, Qiang......", and the sparks bloomed, like thousands of fireflies suddenly emerging from the grass in the middle of the night.

Countless bulges and cracks suddenly appeared on the solid ground of the arena, spread all over the forty or fifty meters, and countless gravel slowly floated up, as if it had lost its gravity. Then, there was a terrifying explosion, a sudden explosion with a power comparable to that of a large-yield bomb, and a strong shock wave wrapped in rubble smashed out in all directions.

Then, the three people who had suddenly stood still in the frantic confrontation reappeared like phantoms, more than ten meters apart, standing directly opposite each other. The ground between them, overflowing with thrilling blood, was a red carpet covered with blood.

"Fighting Qi is free to control, Talent Defense Force Field, Attributeless Fighting Qi Super Speed Running, Talent Divine Power, Steel Body...... Young man, no wonder you were able to defeat my useless third brother back then...... If you hadn't insisted on carrying a burden, I wouldn't have hurt you so badly. After standing still, the old man turned his head slowly, but his right arm suddenly clicked, twisted slightly unnaturally, and seemed to be dislocated.

At the same time, Li Qinglian who was holding hands by Zhu Peng's hand and protecting her side couldn't control her crying, she could only cry at this moment, and she didn't even dare to move in the battle just now, because Li Qinglian knew very well that in the battle between the terrible old man and the senior brother who suddenly appeared, the more she shot was to add chaos, and the more she shot, the more chaos she had, so she could only watch her invincible senior brother, because she was constantly injured and bleeding because of protecting herself.

“...... The descendants of the Li family are really smart sons. If I am defeated in your hands today, of course, I will no longer have the face to sit in the position of the elder of the Shenwu Pavilion, and from then on he will nail a nail in the Shenwu Pavilion that we can't pull out, and he will completely gain a firm foothold in the Chinese Warriors Association. "There are slender sword marks and cuts in many places around his body, and with Zhu Peng's physical fitness, there is a faint overflow of blood from the wound, which seems to be unable to heal.

However, Zhu Peng didn't care about the wounds on his body, but he looked at Li Zhi who was bandaging his wounds behind the gray-robed crying old man with an appreciative eye.

"You have no chance to quit the Chinese Warriors Association, you will die by my sword. ”

“...... It's better to have a child like a sheep than to have a child like a wolf, Xiaozhi, I appreciate you very much, follow me to learn to cook in the future, right?" Facing the gloomy crying old man in front of him, Zhu Pengzheng didn't look at the other party, but smiled at Li Zhi, and invited him with sincerity.