"Hey, hey, what do you want to do?" Shen Yingtong saw the benevolent old man swing his sword at him, and blocked the mountain and river, resisting the benevolent old man's slash. The benevolent old man slashed again, but it was deftly avoided by Shen Yingtong.

For this sudden situation, everyone was unexpected, and they didn't know what happened on the field.

But the benevolent old man's move was vicious, and the move was extremely fast, just when a sword almost slashed Shen Yingtong's arm, one hand actually held the benevolent old man's sword tightly.

That's right, it was a hand, and instead of shedding a drop of blood, it held the sword to the ground, and everyone looked at the man in amazement.

The benevolent old man was even more shocked, he stared blankly at the strong man, and the strong man's eyes were full of anger.

"If you don't think you've had enough, let's have another game. The strong man shook his hand, and the benevolent old man stumbled and almost fell.

"This strong man, it's good that you came to the rescue, otherwise my old life would have been buried in the hands of this old guy. Shen Yingtong wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and stood behind the strong man, panicking.

"Old fellow, are you not convinced by this rule or what? If you are not convinced by me, let's-" Shen Yingtong wanted to say, "Let's have a good fight, why use such despicable means." But when he thought that the benevolent old man was angry, and that the last victory was a fluke, this time it may not be his opponent, so he changed the conversation and said: "If you are not convinced, you don't have to participate in this competition." ”

The benevolent old man saw that the strong man was skilled, and he didn't want to offend people more, so he said angrily: "It's not that the old man is unreasonable, it's just that there is a problem with the rules you have set." ”

"If you have a question, just mention it, why bother to use a knife and a gun, why didn't you mention it just now? You still insist on signing your name, is it old or Alzheimer's?" Shen Yingtong saw that someone was protecting, and he embarrassed the benevolent old man when he grabbed the handle.

"Shen Yingtong, let me tell you, don't think that I can't move you if you're hard in the background. Let's keep this account in mind for the time being, and then calculate it later. First of all, let's talk about this competition, all the heroes and heroes-" In order to gain the support of everyone, he looked at the audience and said loudly: "If according to the rules of the competition, the winner will accept everyone's challenge, then the winner will always be exhausted. It's not that the martial arts are poor, and the loss of vitality will also affect the next games, so the old man thinks that this kind of competition system is unreasonable. ”

When the heroes heard the benevolent old man say this, they also felt very reasonable, so they set their eyes on Shen Yingtong. Shen Yingtong said with a smile: "Then according to your old man's opinion, what kind of competition system is reasonable?"

"The two face off and advance to the next round, and so on, the number of promotions in each round will be halved, and the final winner will be the candidate for the alliance leader. ”

"I've also thought about your proposal, but have you ever thought about how many people are really qualified to compete for the leader of this martial arts alliance? In addition to several leaders of the Jianghu sect gangs, several important figures in the rivers and lakes, such as Tianxiong Dao Chief, Master Pu Yu, and Zi Ning Yan Shitai, are the biggest candidates. First of all, regardless of whether there is such a venue in Yongming Temple for the two of you to face off, in the end, everyone has a competition, everyone is so desperate, and they don't need to use the Demon Sect to do it, and my righteous human style has been completely damaged. When the time comes, if the Demon Sect takes the opportunity to launch an attack, won't it wipe out all my righteous path? What's more, the Demon Sect is getting stronger and stronger, and the leader of this alliance must be selected as soon as possible. ”

When Shen Yingtong said this, all the people in the rivers and lakes also felt very reasonable.

"But you can't let the victor accept the wheel battle, right?" The benevolent old man felt that although Shen Yingtong's words were good, such a competition system was unreasonable after all.

"Forgive me for asking, how many do you think you can rank in the rivers and lakes according to your cultivation?"

The benevolent old man was stunned for a moment, and said confidently: "Except for the few you just mentioned, I should be able to rank in the top ten, right?"

"Yes, the top ten, everyone knows that your benevolent old man has a profound cultivation, how many people will break through this nose to challenge you? To put it bluntly, this position of the leader of the alliance, that is, the competition between you masters, I just use your cultivation as a dividing line to shorten the time of competition. Do you think you're really going to fight him for 300 rounds? Maybe the next one to come to power will defeat you, what are you shouting here?"

As soon as he said this, everyone nodded their heads and expressed their approval for Shen Yingtong's arrangement. When the benevolent old man heard this, he was very unhappy, and his face was red and white. He knew that Shen Yingtong's kung fu was very good, and if it was a battle of words, he would definitely not be his opponent, and he would lose face in front of the heroes of the world. He thought for a moment and said, "In this way, if the winner wins three in a row, replace the next round player, and wait for him to recover before competing in the next round, which is not contrary to your plan, and can also give the winner a little time to recover." ”

"This-" Shen Yingtong's eyes rolled, hesitated for a moment, and saw that several gangsters nodded, so he said slowly: "Actually, that's what I thought, but you're too anxious." ”

"Since that's the case, let's make it a decision, I'll compete for two more rounds, the loser will admit defeat, and the winner will rest. Seeing that Shen Yingtong agreed, the benevolent old man no longer had a verbal dispute with him, and wanted to fight quickly, so as to retain his vitality to deal with those bigwigs. He looked at the people in the audience and said loudly: "Please also ask the next hero to compete with me quickly!"

Although those heroes of the rivers and lakes are all skilled, each with their own unique skills, but after all, they are not the opponents of the benevolent old man, seeing that their swordsmanship is vicious, after thinking, they still don't want to throw away their lives for the position of the leader of the alliance, and those bigwigs feel that the real opponent has not yet appeared, and they are not in a hurry, and the scene suddenly has a stalemate, and no one has come to the stage to fight for a while.

Shen Yingtong looked at the leaders of those sects and said secretly: "These people are also calm. He couldn't help frowning, and once again used the method of agitation, and said in a loud voice: "Since no one has come to fight, I will count three times, if there is still no one to fight after three sounds, then the position of the leader of this alliance is the benevolent old man." One, two—"

Before he could count the third sound, sure enough, an old man with a white beard and a yellow robe flew to the stage. This old man had a sallow complexion, neither the temperament of a cultivator, nor the ruddy body of his health, and he looked sick. It is impossible to see what kind of cultivation this old man has.

The benevolent old man looked the yellow-robed old man up and down, and he couldn't see anything outstanding about him, but in order to probe the reality of the other party and figure out his genre, he was prepared, so he raised his sword and hugged his fist and said, "Senior?"

"Cangqiong Peak Cangyu Gate Cangye of the Western Canglong Mountain Range is also, cough cough-" The old man in the yellow robe said lightly, coughing a few times at the same time, as if he was sick.

"Cangye Dao Chief?" As soon as this sentence came out, it immediately attracted the attention of cultivators from all walks of life, it is said that the cultivation of Cangyu Gate is extremely secretive, and its head of the real Cangye Dao is extremely proficient, and it is very good. Although this person rarely walks around the rivers and lakes, his reputation is outstanding, and he is definitely an extremely powerful character. Unexpectedly, this battle of alliance leaders actually attracted this person, Shen Yingtong thought that if these heroic predecessors could one day be used for themselves, the sense of accomplishment of waving troops and commanding the world was really fascinating.

"It turned out to be an old man. Shen Yingtong stepped forward with a smile, he saw that the face of the benevolent old man was very ugly, and said coldly in his heart: "I made you proud, someone has cleaned you up now, right?"

"The old predecessors rarely walk around in the Central Plains, and when they see their dignity today, they are really fortunate to have three lives. ”

Daoist Cangye didn't seem to hear what Shen Yingtong said, his face was expressionless, and he stared straight at the benevolent old man. For some reason, the benevolent old man had an ominous premonition when he saw the eyes of Daoist Cangye, and he felt very uncomfortable.

"I'm ready to go. Cangye Daoist said lightly.

"The seniors are really fast, that's good, the second round of competition, this will begin!" Shen Yingtong raised the flag and waved, and everyone's eyes suddenly focused on this old man, wanting to see what kind of profound cultivation this legendary strange man had.

The benevolent old man took a long breath, held the sword in both hands, and stared at the Cangye Daoist tightly. He had never fought with this man, and he didn't know what strange his moves were, and if he attacked rashly without knowing the details of his opponent, he would only leave himself defenseless.

It's also strange to say, Daoist Cangye didn't make a move, just kept staring at the benevolent old man, and after about a quarter of an hour, the two still looked at each other and didn't make a move.

"These two old men, are they competing in martial arts or looking at each other, can't they be looking at each other?" Seeing that the two of them were slow to move, the people in the rivers and lakes were also a little impatient.

Just as people were arguing, I saw a strange smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, and he slowly stretched out his hand. His hands are as sallow as his face, as thin as a yellow leaf, and the meridians are the stems on the leaves, which are very prominent. At the same time, several large waves of doors in the benevolent old man's body quickly opened, and his body was shrouded in a layer of dense streamers, and he obviously adopted a defensive strategy from the beginning. However, this did not affect the attack of the old man Cangye in the slightest, and I saw that the thin palm of the old man Cangye was still sent out flatly.

If it was a duel in cultivation, the two sides would definitely exert all their internal strength, but the benevolent old man couldn't feel the true qi of the Cangye Daoist. His footwork was no different from that of an old man, and he didn't seem to use any true qi at all.

"How so?" the uneasiness in the heart of the benevolent old man grew stronger. He has fought countless opponents in his life, but he is the first one who can't perceive true qi.

"The autumn wind is sad and the leaves are falling-" Cangye Daoist slowly spit out these words, the strange smile on the corner of his mouth turned into an endless face of vicissitudes, and then, an incredible scene made people stunned.

"Could it be that?" the benevolent old man saw that palm slowly coming towards him, and his heart sank suddenly. At the same time, Daoist Tianxiong, Zi Ningyan, Master Pu Yu, and the General of the Flat Demons, Long Zhanqiong, all showed extremely surprised expressions.