Duan Chou smashed Mo Wuwen into the coffin and wanted to carry the coffin away. This move looks like nothing on the stage. The arrogance made the people in the audience also frightened.

Zhao Heng saw that Duan Chou killed Mo Wuwen in front of him, and wanted to leave without saying a word, he snorted coldly, and the rest of the masters did not make a sound, he stood up first and said, "Wait, is it not etiquette for Your Excellency to leave like this?" Lord Mo Ge is a guest of my Zhao family, Your Excellency has killed me, where is my Zhao family's face? ”

Duan Chouci turned around with the coffin, looked directly at Zhao Heng, and said in a cold voice, "You also want to enter the museum?" ”。 As soon as these words came out, there was an uproar, Mo Wuwen came to Hongzhou alone, and no one dared to speak when he was killed, but now Duan Chou Ci is on the territory of the Zhao family to the great elder of the Zhao family, no, so rude to the head of the Zhao family, isn't this self-defeating? Besides, this Zhao Hengqing is not a good person.

Zhao Heng lightly heard Duan Chou's words, and his anger surged, he was the head of the Zhao family, the leader of the underworld in the rivers and lakes, and the little vertical man dared to speak so disrespectfully! Zhao Heng pointed at the halberd and shouted angrily, pointing at Duan Chou and shouting, "How dare the vertical son be rude to me!" ”

Everyone originally thought that Duan Chouci would give Zhao Hengqing an explanation here, but they didn't expect that Duan Chouci snorted coldly, turned around and left.

Everyone can only secretly say, Duan Chou is too arrogant! I don't know how thick the sky is!

Zhao Heng lightly suppressed his anger, and said with a shout in his mouth, "Put down the coffin!" Duan Chou didn't reply to the words, but just replied, "Are you anxious to enter the coffin?" ”

Zhao Heng's eyes widened with anger, his feet stepped on, his body rose violently, and his left hand became a claw and grabbed directly at Duan Chouci.

Duan Chouci continued to walk forward, and when Zhao Hengqing was waiting for him to get closer, his body turned, and the coffin directly hit Zhao Hengqing. Zhao Heng lightly blocked with his left hand, and punched Duan Chou with his right hand. Duan Chouci also clenched his right hand into a fist to meet him.

The two fists met, and the true qi collided violently. Zhao Heng flew away and landed in his position, while Duan Chou Ci also flew backwards, stepping on both feet, and finally stopped at the edge of the ring.

Duan Chouci's martial arts are the inheritance of the former Jidu sword master Sun Bugui, who stirred up the entire rivers and lakes back then, and now he can introduce Jidu murderous and evil qi into the body, and his martial arts are more sophisticated, and he is also a master who has just entered the third realm, but the background is not to be underestimated, and he is also the secret of the Sword Pavilion and Sun Bugui.

Zhao Heng was shocked in his heart, he couldn't imagine that this sad word could actually take his punch. Zhao Heng took his hands lightly, and shouted coldly in his mouth, "Today, there is a traitor to the Sword Pavilion, Duan Chou, who deceived the teacher and destroyed the ancestors, and regarded the heroes of the world as nothing, I, Zhao Heng, did not take it upon myself to clean up the portal for the Sword Pavilion!" ”

As soon as the words fell, figures jumped around, and even the masters on the viewing platform jumped up, jumped to the stage to surround Duan Chou's words, and shouted, "I'll come to help." ”

And the blood droplet's eyes narrowed, and he smiled lightly, the smile was weird, Xu Changqing saw that the blood droplet looked like it was on the side of his body, slashing towards the sword and pulling it out of the sheath at any time!

The Purple Sandalwood Demon Monk looked at Duan Chouzi, frowned, and his body was about to move. The King of Fudo Ming and the King of Tantric Buddhism are the senior monks of the two Zen temples who are staring at this lotus step by step.

For a time, on the viewing platform, thousands of forms, thousands of appearances, and hundreds of millions of thoughts.

Duan Chou sneered, put down the coffin, Ji Du sword in hand, for a while, he was arrogant, murderous, and his face did not change in the face of many masters in the rivers and lakes.

The martial arts conference is full of variables, and Zhao Hengqing doesn't know why everything is out of his control! That was the case on the first day.

The more Zhao Hengqing thought about it, the more annoyed he became, his heart became nameless, and he waved his hand and shouted, "Kill!" The master of the Zhao family took the lead in killing it.

At this time, there was also an undercurrent on the viewing platform.

But just as Zhao Heng was shouting to kill, a voice from the sky he only heard asked softly, "How can you kill my people!" The tone was flat, but as soon as the words fell, the voice turned into a sharp sword out of thin air, like a shower of rain, killing the master of the Zhao family who was Duan Chouci. The master of the Zhao family could only resist and retreat, and the sword pierced on the stone platform, and it shattered with a "bang".

The masters on the viewing platform got up one after another, turning thousands of miles of sound into swords, this kind of cultivation is enough to be listed as the master of the world! The main one said that Duan Chou was his person!

When I looked up, I saw a white-clothed and white-haired man in white clothes fluttering, white hair fluttering, and a woman in white beside him leaned on each other, and the two of them stepped on the sword qi, and their bodies were like fairies! Everyone exclaimed Sword Immortal!

Behind him was a crimson woman, and a girl in bright clothes with a white sword in her arms.

The white-clothed and white-haired man stepped on the sword qi and approached the stone platform, Duan Chou crumbled his fists and knelt down and said, "I've seen the young master!" The white-haired man in white looked at Duan Chou and chuckled, "Now that the revenge has been avenged, can you feel at ease?" Duan said sadly, "Peace of mind!" ”

Xiao Qingchen heard Duan Sad's words and said Xing'an, laughed, and looked at the viewing platform. Zhao Hengqing was first stunned for a while by Xiao Qingchen and Wen Ren's shallow actions!

Zhao Heng asked in a deep voice, "Dare to ask who Your Excellency is?" What is the purpose of being here? Xiao Qingchen heard Zhao Hengqing's words, and said with a disdainful smile, "You don't have to know who I am, the purpose of coming here, I said to kill you, believe it or not?!" ”

Zhao Heng asked lightly, Xiao Qingchen said this, and his heart was shocked and angry. And at this time, Xu Changqing, the red sandalwood demon monk, Jian Zangfeng, Wang Wei and others stood up and arched their hands and said, "Under (poor monk) Xu Changqing, Jian Zangfeng, Wang Wei has seen Xiao Shizi!" ”

Everyone is in an uproar, the son? Shizi! Many people have already guessed Xiao Qingchen's origin.

Zhao Heng heard Wang Wei and others call Xiao Qingchen the prince, and knew that it was Xiao Qingchen, the prince of Beiliang, and between the changes in his expression, he took a step forward, bent down at Xiao Qingchen and arched his hand, and said in an unrespectful tone, "Zhao Heng, the head of the Zhao family, has seen the prince!" ”

Xiao Qingchen saw Zhao Heng's light appearance and smiled, "Aren't you questioning me?" Are you the head of the Zhao family? What about Zao Wou-Ki, Uncle Zhao? ”

Zhao Hengqing's face twitched, and he said in a deep voice, "The previous head of the family was assassinated by gangsters and was seriously injured and died. ”

Xiao Qingchen sighed, then waved his hand and said, "Lift it up!" ”

The people in the audience didn't know why, but the people watching the battle on one side of the audience instantly cracked the gap, and several people carried a pair of chairs in the gap, and on the chair was a man with a yellow face, but his body looked majestic.

The person who came up, Zhao Heng looked at it lightly, and his face turned pale! How so? Isn't there a shadow master stationed in the dungeon to guard it! He, how to see the light of day again, how could it be!

There was also a monstrous uproar on the viewing platform. Xiao Qingchen pointed to the person who carried him up and said, "Zao Wou-Ki is here!" Although Zhao Wouji's tendons were picked and couldn't move, Hu Wei was still there, sitting on the chair carried by Zhao Wutu and others, looking around the audience, the masters of the Zhao family knelt down and kowtowed.

Suddenly, everyone here exclaimed in surprise and looked at Zhao Hengqing.

Zhao Heng's hands and feet trembled, and his face was snow-white.

Zao Wou-Ki opened his mouth, like a lion in a low voice, "Don't kneel down yet!" ”