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Seeing this, Chu Yuan remained silent, and said to the middle-aged man, "It turns out that he is the head of the Qingcheng faction, the predecessor of Taihu, and he has been admired for a long time." ”

"Okay! Everyone is here today, not to watch the show, but to discuss the matter of avenging the Chu Alliance Lord and the Heavenly Sword. The man waved his palm, put it behind him, and turned his head to look at the people in the venue, "I believe everyone has been waiting impatiently, so let's start early." ”

Suddenly, there was a chorus of echo from the audience, and Chu Yuan just maintained a posture of arching his hands, neither speaking nor doing anything. After the tea, the venue calmed down again. Only this time, everyone's expressions became serious.

Taking a deep breath, Chu Yuan put down his hands, and his expression became equally serious. Seeing the murderous opportunity, he walked to a meter in front of Taihu and stood still. There was a trace of blood in his eyes.

The Qingcheng faction was one of the nine major sects in the rivers and lakes twenty years ago, but the head of the sect was unfortunately killed in the battle to exterminate the Demon Sect, and the elite of the sect were also killed and injured, and now it can only be regarded as a second-rate sect.

This Tai Tiger Year was just a beginner disciple back then, and now twenty years have passed, and he is also a famous master in the rivers and lakes, and his lifelong wish is to recreate the former glory of the Qingcheng faction. This time, the strength of the world will be greatly reduced, and it is really a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him.

He is confident that with his strength, except for the heads of the six major forces and some old guys who are hidden from the world, he is a rare opponent in this world. But today, under Chu Yuan's gaze, he actually had the feeling of being targeted by a monster, and a chill flowed through his body.

Suddenly, Chu Yuan moved, and slapped a palm on Taihu's chest, and he didn't even have time to parry the action so fast.

The blood spat out of his mouth slid through an arc in the air, and he was directly knocked upside down and fell off the stage. The martial arts people on the ground all moved their bodies, and none of them wanted to catch him.

Taihu's body slammed to the ground, and there was silence in the arena. An old man in his fifties squeezed through the crowd, came to Taihu's side, and touched his neck. After a long time, he said, "Dead." ”

Suddenly, the whole venue exploded. The disciples of the various sects pointed at Chu Yuan on the stage, and kept insulting, but no one stepped forward. Some of the Qingcheng Sect disciples who were struggling to rush forward were also stopped by some elders.

The four judges on the stage, the head of the killing family and the burial of Ailong Shao no longer looked at each other, and looked at Chu Yuan's back with awe-inspiring eyes. Hua Linglong picked up the long sword leaning on the seat, ready to attack at any time. The white pig, who doesn't know a little martial arts, is the most calm and relaxed, slumped on the chair with a lazy look.

A quarter of an hour later, there was still a lot of noise in the arena.

"Shut up for me!" Qi Luck Dantian, a scolding came from Chu Yuan's mouth, and the loudness of the voice echoed in this empty square.

The field finally quieted down again, but the faces of the heads of the various sects under the field became more and more solemn. I didn't expect the strength of this Chu Tiange's son to be so strong, I am afraid that it will not be much weaker than Hua Linglong, Fu Ailong Shao and others.

Chu Yuan saw that the scene was quiet again, and said again, "Since everyone is so anxious, then I have no choice but to obey everyone's wishes." It's just that ...... "Chu Yuan's words suddenly changed" The martial arts conference has always been like this, and it seems that everyone is dissatisfied with me presiding over this martial arts conference. So it's still conventional...... It's up to my father to host it for you. ”

As soon as the words fell, there was an uproar in the audience, and all kinds of doubts continued to sound. And then...... Chu Tiange, who was wearing a purple robe, slowly walked onto the stage.

The noise stopped abruptly, and the hall fell into an eerie silence.

"Chu Tiange," Fu Ailong Shao muttered with an incredible face, "How is it possible." ”

Hua Linglong secretly gestured in the direction of the Sword Sect disciples, signaling them to be ready to make a move at any time.

And the white pig was still slumped in his seat unmoved.

Chu Tiange walked slowly in front of Chu Yuan, and arched his hand in front of the stage and said, "Fellow travelers have come from afar, Chu has missed the welcome, I hope you will forgive your sins." After a pause, there was still silence in the field.

Chu Tiange continued, "A few days ago, I suddenly felt a move in my heart, and I wanted to train the dog, which seems to have disappointed you. So according to the usual practice, we will invite Mr. Zigong to bring us a wonderful sketch performance. ”

Although he said this, Chu Tiange's father and son did not step down. Mr. Zigong performed a very funny joke on stage, but none of the people present could laugh.

If the heavenly sword does not come out, Chu Tiange is the first in the world. It has been more than 20 years since the establishment of the Wulin League, and this idea has long been ingrained in the hearts of everyone. Before the world was washed in blood, and the destruction of the Sword God Villa, everyone naturally thought that someone else was secretly doing it.

But now that Chu Tiange appeared in front of everyone unscathed, where is the Heavenly Sword, and who in this world can win the Heavenly Sword. What is the reason for Chu Tiange's posture. How dare Chu Yuan kill in front of the world's heroes. For a while, all kinds of questions came to everyone's hearts, but no one dared to speak out. Because everyone understands that today, the slightest carelessness is blood splattered on the spot.

Outside Tianqi City, Chen Fei and Liu Wushuang stood side by side, and the little girl who was not afraid of heaven and earth was obediently hiding behind the two. In front of them, there were dozens of cannon fodder of the Tianxia Society, as well as a child who looked younger than the little girl and an old man who had lost his feet.

The child is less than a meter tall, wears a red belly pocket, and holds two golden rings in his hands.

The old man's white hair was scattered on his shoulders, his feet were amputated from the base of his thighs, and only his upper body was held, and two long swords were used as crutches in his hands to support his body. But the most striking thing is his green skin.

When the old man saw the two of them, he took two steps forward with his twin swords. "I've waited so long, but it's not to wait for you two little dolls, Heavenly Sword. ”

"Who they are. Chen Fei asked intently as he looked at the child and the old man.

"That kid should be the Holy Son of the Demon Sect back then, named Golden Ring Boy, you should know better about him than me. As for the old man...... Sword Demon Dugu Cripple... The only one who won against my father. ”

"Won the Heavenly Sword...... Then he will not be invincible in the world. ”

"He is said to have fought my father three times. The first time, my father was seriously injured by him, and finally escaped by the emperor's madness; the second time, the two fought to a draw; after the third time, there was no news of him on the rivers and lakes, everyone thought that he had been killed by my father, but they didn't expect ......"

"In this case," Chen Fei stepped forward, "Although I want to say that he handed it over to me, you shouldn't agree." The Golden Ring Boy has been handed over to me. ”