"Shizi. Liu Chen and the others bypassed the crowd and appeared on the main competition stage of the Dragon Martial Arts Conference. In the face of His Royal Highness Jiang Guo, the famous prince, he is still more respectful.

"Brother Liu, I've always been curious about where you went a few days ago?!" His Royal Highness the Prince of the World hugged his fists at Liu Chen and greeted him, "Since you returned home, you have disappeared once you appeared, and it is really difficult to find your footprints!"

"Deal with something!" Liu Chen smiled, bowed a little apologetically, and his attitude was clearly expressed.

Just one sentence prevaricated His Royal Highness the Prince, and the Son wanted to ask again. After all, Liu Chen came from Zhendong Mansion this time to inquire about his assassination, but after arriving here, it seems that there is no action in this regard at all. Aside from a trip to the inn where he had been assassinated, something unusually planned took place, and no attempt was made to investigate the matter.

But he still didn't ask after all, as a child of the royal family, he stood out from many princes and inherited the throne of "prince", how could he not have his own city and vision?

"Don't say it, let's wait for the start of the Dragon Martial Conference, but I don't know if the prince will end?" Liu Chen looked at His Royal Highness the prince with a smile and asked tentatively.

"No!" His Royal Highness only shook his head and smiled, for it was meaningless for him to participate in the Dragon Martial Conference.

What's more, who wants to make more trouble?!

Liu Chen didn't ask too much, among the eight clans of the Zhenshi, the Jiang Guolong clan was the weakest, but that didn't mean that it was really weak. One of the eight clans in the world, who dares to easily touch the scales. Liu Chen already has a total of ten young masters of the Wenlong clan's generation, among which this seemingly harmless man is among them.

It's just that now, the dragon clan is obviously deliberately hiding clumsy, unwilling to expose the young masters of their generation too early. He came this time, firstly, to wait for the Liu people in the Jiang capital to deliver information, secondly, to participate in the Dragon Martial Arts Conference, and thirdly, to find out the truth of this Royal Highness the Prince of Jiang Guo in the name of searching for assassins.

But now, there is still nothing.

His Royal Highness the Prince of the World was gentle and courteous, with a soft personality, standing opposite Liu Chen with a smile, glanced at Su Wan'er, who was enough to amaze the Quartet, and asked: "Brother Liu, I hope you will solve the assassin case as soon as possible, my father has issued an order, after the Dragon Martial Conference, if you haven't solved this case within half a month, I'm afraid you won't be able to go back to Zhendong Mansion." ”

Liu Chen frowned and looked at Shizi, the corners of his mouth flew with an imperceptible sneer, and it flashed, "After the Dragon Martial Conference, I will give King Jiang a satisfactory answer." ”

His Royal Highness the Prince smiled gently, his temperament was pure and light, and replied: "Okay, wait for the good news! When the case is solved, I will also send the hands that Brother Liu needs." ”

Liu Chen nodded at him wordlessly and smiled.

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"Next, I announce that this Dragon Martial Arts Conference has officially begun. ”

Liu Chen is in a high position, on an equal footing with His Royal Highness the dignified prince, and all this falls in the eyes of the tens of thousands of people present. However, when they saw the banner of the word "willow" fluttering behind Liu Chen, no one dared to speak.

And then, a familiar scene happened at every Dragon Martial Conference.

Northern Qi Wei, Qishan Pei, Nanling Xiao, Xizhao Du, Dongguan Yang, Dajiang Liu, Beihe Xue, Dajiang Wang, Long, and the eight clans of the world gathered.

The eight tribes gather and the wind and clouds surge, and the eight tribes scatter and the world is chaotic;

A willow is evergreen for a long time, and it is inevitable that the world will be in trouble.

When the eight ethnic groups gather, the wind surges, and a willow disperses for ten thousand years;

Qingtian and Liu Changqing are here, and the hundred generations are proudly investigating the disaster.

Perhaps, this dragon martial arts conference will become the last few grand events in this world.

Liu Yidao stood proudly at Liu Chen's side, his thumb lightly pressed the body of the treasure knife on his waist, his heart was full of longing for this grand event, and his cold and noble face looked ruthless.

Shen Luoyang has also changed, he now has two knives hanging on his waist, but he only lightly supports his left waist saber with his left hand, his eyes are sharp like a sharp blade out of the sheath, and the powerful and compelling aura exudes a fierce killing intent fluctuating.

Only Su Wan'er is ethereal, like a fairy outside the world, and she is coveted. Fortunately, Liu Chen stood at the forefront of the crowd with a gun holding a gun, she clenched the sword in her hand, looked at Liu Chen anxiously, and finally succumbed to Liu Chen's calm face.

"Hahaha! It's really a great prosperous era, and in the past ten years, the Dragon Martial Conference has caused such a big movement, which is comparable to the battle of the Eight Sects!" A man in a green shirt suddenly appeared in front of everyone's eyes, and his cold appearance released irrepressible arrogance.

"Silence!"

A soft shout quickly came from behind His Royal Highness the Prince of the World, and it fell into everyone's ears, and it was pleasant and uncomfortable.

The two breaths in the crowd instantly edged each other, and the man in the green shirt looked like a dark sea, releasing two streams of blue and deep essence light that burst out, approaching the person behind His Royal Highness the Prince.

"Presumptuous!" With another loud shout, a young master who was also holding a spear walked out behind His Royal Highness, wearing gold armor and a gold crown on his head, invisibly exuding a compelling majestic aura;

Both of them are terrifying masters, one is a middle-aged senior, and the other is a junior who is just starting to bloom in youth, but no one in the audience dares to despise this junior, because this is a young master from the Dragon Clan, one of the eight clans of the Zhenshi, and may already have the strength to rival the seniors.

With a spear in his hand, he briefly jumped into the air, pointed at the middle-aged man in the field, and asked without anger: "Who are you?

The middle-aged man in the green shirt sneered, looked at the young master of the Long clan, and sneered: "I am Qingyang Shenshan Stone Waves, and I became famous in a fight!"

"Shi Lang Piao!!" The young master of the Long clan frowned slightly, looking at the middle-aged Shi Langpiao in green shirt, his cold eyes were full of horror and jealousy.

Shi Langpiao is an extremely powerful senior master, I heard that he has already reached the realm of touching the "domain", and he has transcended this realm many years ago, which is undoubtedly an insurmountable mountain for a junior like him who has only touched the grandmaster level.

The young master of the dragon clan fell to the ground, turned around and came to His Royal Highness the Prince without hesitation, hugged his fists to His Royal Highness, and pleaded with a solemn face: "I beg Your Highness to give me an hour's king's war spirit, and I will behead this person to establish the world!"

His Royal Highness nodded and waved his hand in agreement: "En'n!"

"Your Highness!"

Suddenly, a majestic light shot out from the deep palace of the royal capital, dazzling and stirring people's hearts.

Liu Chen looked at the beam of light that broke through the sky and emitted a powerful and compelling light, and his heart palpitated. He felt a majestic aura from this beam of light, and the terrifying aura permeated the heavens and the earth, making him deeply afraid of what kind of existence this was?

"Long Jian greeted the battle spirit. The young man half-knelt on the ground, and bowed to the beam with his gun and fist.

In an instant, that terrifying beam of light rushed straight into Long Jian's body, shocking the souls of everyone in the field.

Liu Chen was also stunned without exception, he had never seen such a scene since he was a child, it was too magical. Su Wan'er was even more shocked, she couldn't believe what was happening in front of her, this was beyond ordinary cognition, her understanding.

How can there be such an existence in the world, like a god in the world?

Is it a god or a man, or a fairy? No one dares to think!

Liu Yidao tightly grasped the treasure knife at his waist, his eyes burned, and he took a step forward and stopped sideways in front of Liu Chen and Su Wan'er. Shen Luoyang also saw these for the first time, and he was also shocked and lost his soul, which was no different from everyone in the field.

After the divine beam of light merged into Long Jian's body, a terrifying aura emanated from his body, enveloping supreme coercion, pressing in all directions, and he stood proudly in the crowd, slowly rising into the air.

Looking at it, the golden armor on his body flashed with a more dazzling golden light, as if it could go up to the nine heavens, down to the nine shadows, and penetrate the sky and the earth. Under the shroud of divine aura, he appeared as holy and elegant as a god, and could not be blasphemed.

Long Jian's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, and instantly shot out two streams of light that rushed straight into the sky, breaking through the Dou Mansion, and he was not angry and arrogant, and said: "Long Jian, a member of the Long clan, is here, and he is ordered to hold the Dragon Martial Arts Conference, whoever dares to make trouble, this person's fate is an example!"

Long Jian clenched the spear in his hand, pointed at the stone waves, and glared angrily. Seeing his furious hair rushing to the crown, his eyes seemed to bloom with earth-shattering fire, his face seemed to be the wrath of a god, and he exuded a compelling power, which made people feel awe and dare not despise him.

The middle-aged man in the green shirt was floating in the waves, but he was not affected by him, he just smiled with contempt and coldness, and after snorting lightly, he laughed wildly: "Although the dragon clan war spirit has heard of it, it is the first time to witness it, and it is just the right time to understand it." That stinky boy of the Dragon Clan, you don't want to disappoint me!"

"Suffer death!" Long Jian was furious, his eyes were angry and staring at the green shirt stone waves, the soles of his feet slammed on the ground, and the whole person turned into a colorful streamer that exuded flawless holiness and burst out, the gun was like a hidden dragon in the abyss, and his body was like a rainbow in the sky, murderous clouds.

Faced with such a situation, the green shirt Shi Langpiao had to start paying attention to it, revealing a trace of solemnity, and a sword slashed out, and the sword light roared like a dragon, shocking people's hearts. The sword light flashed, like a dragon going out to sea, and went straight to the streamer that Long Jian turned into to kill.

"Roar!" The sword aura was like a dragon, and the howl shook the mountains and forests, deafening.

Long Jian's eyes are full of golden light, holding a golden gun, wearing golden armor, exuding a fierce and compelling divine coercion, he is one of the top ten contemporary young masters of the Long clan, and he is also a rare descendant of Tianjiao, but the opponent is a senior master who has already become famous, and he is full of pressure.

However, this is his first appearance, and the first battle in his life. It is impossible for him to retreat, he wants to stand up for the Dragon Clan, and he also wants to hold the Dragon Martial Arts Conference in this town, so naturally he must win.

Not only that, he also has his own calculations, he wants to make a name for his birth, and now he is facing Shi Langpiao who has been famous for a long time, but he has the blessing of the war spirit, and his strength is close to that of his opponent, which gives him the crazy idea of becoming famous in a fight.

Obviously, Shi Langpiao has become the object of his prestige.

As soon as the spear moved, Long Jian's whole person shot like thunder, and in an instant, a hundred miles away, a shot broke through the sword of a hundred zhang, and then stood proudly in the air, "Then you stand mighty, kill-"

The sound of him shouting and killing alone shook the sky and spread to the ears of everyone in a radius of hundreds of miles.

It's really admirable!