The sun hangs high, and the wind is smooth.

The streets are bustling with pedestrians.

Restaurants and shops of all sizes have also opened, and the whole Tianxi county town is bustling, with horses neighing, wheels rolling, hawking, and chatting...

At the same time, the death of Gu Qingjue, the leader of the Feiqiong Gang, and the father and son of the Han family of Tianqingmen, spread rapidly among many large and small gangs, setting off a huge storm.

Overnight, the two major Qi-breaking martial artists fell one after another, and it became a hot topic of discussion among all the gang disciples.

But compared to the martial arts conference, these are still not worth mentioning.

The venue of the martial arts conference is outside the city of Tianxi County - the martial arts field, which was originally the place where the soldiers of Tianxi County practiced the formation.

At this moment, the martial arts conference was held, and the Jiedu envoy had to temporarily hand over the martial arts arena to the Yun clan, after all, the Yun clan was the real master of Yunzhou.

The arena is large enough to accommodate tens of thousands of people.

The martial arts conference was managed by the Yun clan's side clansmen, and the person presiding over the conference was the old man Yun Teng, who was dressed in a white brocade robe, just like the white clouds in the sky.

The ring is three feet high and twenty feet long and twenty feet wide, and it is engraved with criss-crossing lines, which divide the ring into countless small squares, like a huge delicate chessboard.

In the east of the martial arts arena is a four-zhang high platform, which is connected with the martial arts arena by various steps.

Yun Teng sat on the main seat of the high platform with his eyes closed, and on his right hand stood a personable Yun Clan.

The eight people under him sat on the Taishi's chair, squinting lazily.

They are all members of the Yun clan's side clan, and the youngest is also in their forties, and their strength is also at the level of breaking qi.

Although their strength is amazing, their bloodline potential has been exhausted, and they have no hope of submerging gods in their lives, but they can still laugh at ordinary people.

Jianghu gangs, including the Haisha Gang, surrounded the ring, stationed thirty meters away from the ring, and a pair of fiery eyes stared at the ring.

"It's been less than a quarter of an hour since the martial arts tournament opened, where is he?"

Lin Guangchuan sat on a chair, Xie Xinian and Mo Siyong stood on either side of him, followed by the disciples of the Haisha Gang.

The nine major gangs, such as the Haisha Gang, have a special status and have some privileges, among which the person in charge can have a chair, which is a great gift.

Don't underestimate this chair, the meaning is not trivial.

The Yun clan is quite arrogant and will never be on an equal footing with ordinary people.

As a result, even the seats they sit on are built high to show their high status and allow them to look down on all the gangs.

Originally, the principals of the nine major gangs were all Qi Breaking Masters, and the Yun Clan's side masters were also generally at this level, so they were also allowed to have the privilege of having seats, but they were not expected to be in charge of the following Qi Breaking Spirits.

The unique golden banner of the Haisha Gang fluttered in the wind, and on the left hand side of the Haisha Gang was the seventh-ranked Yunjun Kunyuan Society, and on the right-hand side was the fifth-ranked Fenghua County Linghan faction.

The position of the principals of the nine major gangs was very conspicuous among everyone, and everyone was behind them, not daring to take more than half a step forward.

Chen Yuan, the chief helmsman of the Kunyuan Society, frowned and glanced at Lin Guangchuan with contempt.

"When did the Haisha Gang become so virtuous, they didn't even have a person in charge, and a little Shock Qi Martial Artist wanted to be on an equal footing with us? ”

Ling Xiao, the leader of the Ling Han Sect, also showed a mocking look on his face, and said, "The people of the Haisha Gang are all waste, and except for Xiong Tiannan, there is no one who can be used. ”

Chen Yuan looked at the direction of the Azure Gate, and said with an indifferent smile: "The Azure Gate and the Feiqiong Gang don't have the courage, the gang leader was killed, and now he is the same as the turtle grandson, and he doesn't dare to come out." ”

The disciples of the Feiqiong Gang and the Azure Sect were all red-eyed, but in the face of the ridicule of the Qi Breaking Sect Master, they naturally dared not speak out.

Martial artists usually have a very high temperament, and they are also extremely restrained from their emotions, and those who do not restrain their emotions will die miserably once they lose their backers.

Ling Xiao said expressionlessly: "How can the Haisha Gang be compared to these rats, the thieves of the Haisha Gang are bigger than the sky, they are not afraid of anything, they dare to do anything, even if they put a knife on their necks, they will not flinch." ”

The people in charge of the nine major gangs were so close that they could hear each other's voices, and at this time, Duan Canglang, the head of the Huayang Gate of Qinghong County, frowned and said: "The little Shock Qi Martial Artist also wants to be on an equal footing with us, it is really audacious, presumably even the Yun Clan will not agree!"

Several Qi Breaking Grandmasters attacked at the same time, and Lin Guangchuan suddenly felt uncomfortable, as if the seat was densely covered with iron needles.

His gaze looked up, and he saw that there were indeed people staring at him on the high platform, and those gazes were like sharp blades, and like the rays of the rising sun, which made him sit still.

He couldn't sit still anymore and immediately bounced out of his seat.

Lin Guangchuan's face was ugly, and the same was true of Xie Shuchuan and Mo Siyong, as disciples of the Haisha Gang, it was difficult to bear such insults.

"Hold back and don't get angry, or it will be difficult for us to get out of here. Although Lin Guangchuan is a little arrogant, he is not old and confused.

If they offended these Qi Breaking Grandmasters, it would be foolish for them to want to return to Linshan County safely.

"A couple of old things, they're going to kill you sooner or later. Xie Chuanchuan Mo Siyong lowered his head and gritted his teeth, eager to rush forward and kill these old things.

It's a pity that their strength is low, and they don't dare to compete with qi-breaking martial artists like Chen Yuan.

Although Lin Guangchuan was very angry, he could only laugh at the moment.

"I said, how can the Haisha Gang have the courage of a big thief, isn't this also a shrunken turtle, and sure enough, all the soft eggs in the world have come together. ”

Chen Yuan continued to taunt, who let Xiong Tiannan defeat him once, at this moment Xiong Tiannan is not here, of course he has to humiliate the Haisha Gang.

"The Sea Sand Gang, I think it's almost the same as the Turtle Gang. ”

As soon as the words fell, everyone except for the humiliated Haisha Gang, Tianqingmen, and Feiqiong Gang burst into laughter.

"The Haisha Gang, sure enough, are all a bunch of soft eggs. ”

"It seems that the Haisha Gang has declined, and this conference is destined to be replaced. ”

"Originally, I still valued the Haisha Gang, but it seems that I think too highly of them. ”

.........

Suddenly, a person flew out of the crowd and landed steadily in front of several Qi Breaking Sect Masters, and everyone could only see his back.

The man was dressed in green clothes, holding a blood-red sword in his left hand, and his black hair was scattered over his shoulders, dancing in the wind.

The wind howled, blowing the horns of his robes and making the sound of hunting.

The man slowly turned around, looked at Chen Yuan indifferently, and said, "What kind of bastard just now, slandering my Haisha Gang!"

The prosaic words fell on everyone's ears, which was tantamount to a thunderbolt explosion.

"Who is this person, who dares to openly insult the Qi Breaking Sect Master, I really don't want to live. ”

"Yes, it's like the birthday star hanged himself, it's too long. ”

"It seems that in this martial arts conference, he will be the first person to die at the hands of the Qi Breaking Grandmaster. ”

......

Different from Mo Siyong, the moment Xie Shuchuan and Lin Guangchuan saw the man in Tsing Yi, their faces suddenly changed greatly, and they were sweating profusely.

They knew that the Haisha Gang was in trouble.

Who can withstand the boundless anger of the Qi Breaking Sect Master, at this moment, Lin Guangchuan hated this person from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't wait to dismantle him to eight pieces.

"Bastard, you're looking for death!" Chen Yuan was furious, and immediately left his seat, striking a sharp eagle claw and rushing towards the man in Tsing Yi.

The corners of the man's mouth curled, revealing an evil smile.

"Rose Twinkle!"

The sword light flickered, and the boundless sharpness raged.

Everyone only heard the sound of a buzzing sword, and in the sharp sound like a golden iron horse, a miserable scream suddenly sounded, heading straight into the sky.

All the sounds were gone, except for the wind.

"Boom!"

A pair of bright red wrists fell to the ground, stirring up small patches of dust!