Three days have passed, and in these three days, the liveliness of Liangcheng is even worse, and the streets are crowded, and you can only see the heads of people who are moving.

For three consecutive days, Beihe stayed on the third floor of Chunxiang Pavilion and did not take half a step out of Chunxiang Pavilion.

Lu Pingsheng may have inherited Lu Hou's indifferent personality, except for Miss Yanyin, he didn't have much closeness to him, the senior brother who suddenly appeared, and he didn't have any intersection with Beihe in the past three days.

Beihe was not surprised by this and was quite satisfied. Because now he is already a monk, he is destined to be a person who is not in the same world as this mother and son, and if there is too much intersection, it will be a kind of bond.

Three days later, the square in the center of Liangcheng City was surrounded by many warriors on the inside and outside of the three floors.

These people came from all directions in Liangcheng, some were mountain bandits, some were robbers, and some were ordinary martial arts practitioners. Some of them were intended to be recruited by the imperial court, and more were just to see the excitement.

In the huge square, there is a newly built high platform. That's the tournament platform.

This time, not everyone was qualified, and it was necessary to select strong people from among the warriors, so a competition platform was set up in the square.

Many warriors gathered around the arena, and not far away, there was a high stand. In the stands, a big man with a tough face and an official uniform was sitting upright with a golden sword. There are all kinds of fruit snacks in front of him, and there are maids shaking huge fans on both sides, and many guards are guarding around.

Although the big man was wearing a wide official uniform, he could still see the bulging muscles under his official uniform. After so many years, Zhou Buwei's short beard is slightly white, and it seems that he can't survive the polishing of time.

However, for the Void Realm Martial Artist, now in his sixties, he can be said to be in his prime and in the strongest period.

At this moment, Zhou Buwei looked at the competition platform in front of him with a smile, and there were many martial artists around.

In the past ten years, especially after the Seventh Prince ascended the throne in the last three years, it can be said that he has had a smooth life, asking for money and wealth, status and status, and women and women. He has all of them.

Now that he is in the position of Da Sima, he will become the next general of Zhennan one day. What he has to do now is to live happily so that he can live this life in vain.

"Qi Qi Da Sima, the auspicious time has arrived, can you start? ”

At this moment, one of his guards stepped forward and looked at Zhou Buwei and bowed.

"Well, let's get started. Zhou Buwei nodded.

After receiving the order, the guard took two steps forward, looked at the crowd and shouted, "The auspicious time has come, and the contest has begun." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he opened a book and read out the two names that had been registered in the book.

The two warriors who were named immediately jumped up from the crowd below and boarded the competition platform. With an order, the two men immediately began to fight.

This time, Fengguo recruited Qi Realm Martial Artists, and it seemed that a new Qi Realm Martial Artist Thousand Army was going to be formed. And in Liangcheng, fifty people were to be elected.

At this moment, there are two middle-aged men of the same grade who look to be in their forties.

One of them was armed with a spear and the other with a broadsword, and the sound of waving them was endless.

But in the end, it was the one with the big knife who was superior in his skills, and the swing of the knife slid open the chest of the other person, and kicked the person off the ring stage.

Under the competition platform, there was a loud applause and cheers.

After defeating his opponent, the warrior with the broadsword left the arena with a laugh, and as long as he won two more battles, he could become the Imperial Guard.

Next, under the name of the guards, two more people entered the ring and fought again.

The wonderful martial arts battles ignited the passion of everyone present, and even Zhou Buwei in the stands watched the scene on the stage with great interest at the moment.

But then a discordant scene happened.

When the two warriors on the stage divided the winners and losers and stepped down one after another, a figure in the crowd jumped high and stood on the competition platform.

This person, who came uninvited, caught everyone's attention. It was a strange man dressed in a black robe with a mask that showed only one pair of eyes.

This person looked a little thin, standing on the martial arts platform, and his eyes fell on the body of Zhou Da Sima in the stands.

"Huh?"

Zhou Buwei frowned, not knowing what this person meant.

"Humph!"

And beside him, a guard with a knife, at this time snorted coldly.

The man looked at the masked man on the stage and shouted, "Who is making trouble, get out!"

However, after his words fell, the person on the stage did not move at all, and his eyes still fell on Zhou Buwei.

"Look for death!"

Zhou Buwei had a murderous intent on the face of the guard beside him, and saw this figure leap from the stands and rush towards the competition platform in front of him.

Every time this person fell, he stepped on the shoulders of a warrior, and the distance of more than ten zhang was a moment. I saw that his body was somersaulting, and he pulled out the saber at his waist with a "bang", and raised the saber above his head in mid-air, and slashed at the people below.

He had no reservations about this slash, and all the true qi in his body was poured into the saber, and the strength of the Qi Realm martial artist exploded in an all-round way.

But at the moment when this person fell from the sky, the one who stood still on the competition platform finally made a move.

Lift your feet and step out.

"Bang!"

The kick was lightning fast and stepped on the guard who raised his sword and slashed it. I saw that this person's chest cavity collapsed, and his body was like a kite with a broken string, flying upside down in the direction he came.

It smashed under the stands in the distance with a bang, and landed right in front of Zhou Buwei. It's just that now this guard, with his eyes closed, has long since lost his life.

"...... Uproar"

Everyone in the audience was immediately in an uproar, guessing that the one wearing the mask on the stage was a Void Realm martial artist.

And this person dared to kill someone from the imperial court, it was really bold.

Just when everyone thought of this, the one on the competition platform slowly raised his arm, and his index finger pointed at Zhou Buwei in the stands.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, the uproared crowd gasped.

That Zhou Buwei himself had the strength of the virtual realm, and he was in an important position, and he was the great Sima next to the emperor.

The provocative Zhou Buwei on the competition platform, and he did this kind of thing at the imperial court recruitment ceremony, then what he provoked was the emperor and even the entire Fengguo.

And in the face of the distant finger of the one on the competition platform, the smile on Zhou Buwei's face gradually disappeared.

"How daring!"

I saw him stand up with a hula, and there was a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The next moment, he jumped forward, and when he fell, he stepped lightly on the head of a martial artist below, and with the help of his strength, he was already standing on the competition platform.

Zhou Buwei is also a ruthless person, after he took the stage, he didn't have any nonsense at all, the burly figure pulled out an afterimage, and the moment he approached, this person's index finger and thumb were bent, and he suddenly buckled the throat of the person in front of him.

"Smack!"

But in the next breath, his wrist was grabbed by a palm, and he couldn't move at all.

When he looked up, he met the cold gaze of the mask.

Zhou Buwei's face changed drastically, he knew his strength extremely well, even if he was a martial artist in the late stage of the Void Realm, he didn't want to grab his wrist and make him unable to move.

Just as he thought so, the miniature of a fist grew bigger and bigger in front of his eyes, and on this fist, there was also a phoenix-eyed hammer.

"Bang!"

Then the fist slammed into his face.

Although he had already used his Gang Qi throughout his body, under this punch, his Gang Qi trembled, and then let out a "wave" sound.

With just one blow, his hood door was broken.

"Damn it!"

Zhou was not shocked.

At this time, he tugged hard, but still could not break free from the iron pincer-like palm.

"Bang!"

Immediately afterward, he felt a blow to his lower abdomen, grabbed his wrist, and kicked him in the lower abdomen.

"Wow!"

Zhou Buwei immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Bang...... Boom...... Bang ......"

What followed was a muffled sound.

I saw the one with the mask grabbed Zhou Buwei's wrist and kicked him in the lower abdomen, chest, and waist.

And Zhou Buwei, who was forced to cover the door, fell to his knees on the ground, his wrist was lifted, and he was hit hard again and again.

In the eyes of ordinary people, just a few feet, Zhou Buwei's body fell to the ground softly.

However, the one on the competition platform obviously didn't mean to let him go, grabbed Zhou Buwei's wrist, and turned his body in place.

"Hula!"

I saw that Zhou Buwei's tall body was thrown out directly by him.

Not only that, this person stretched out his hand like lightning and grabbed his five fingers at the arena.

"Whoosh!"

The spear in the hand of a warrior was taken by him.

The moment he grabbed the spear, the man threw it hard.

"Whew...... Poof......"

The spear pulled out an afterimage, came first, pierced Zhou Buwei's lower abdomen, and galloped forward with this person's body, nailing Zhou Buwei to death with a "bang" and hanging it on the wall of the stands.

The people who saw this scene were suddenly shocked.

The dignified Fengguo Grand Sima is also a warrior in the Void Realm, and he is not the one on the stage.

The strength of the person on the stage, no one dared to imagine, just from the fact that the other party was able to suck a spear through the air just now, which ordinary Realm martial artists would never be able to do.

And the many maids and guards on the high platform made a mess when they saw Da Sima being nailed to the wall.

"Huh!"

Just as these maids and guards were panicking, a figure appeared ghostly on the high platform.

Seeing the masked man suddenly appear, these people were so frightened that they hurriedly fled around.

The great Sima of the Void Realm martial artists is not an opponent, where do they dare to stay.

At this time, Zhou Buwei was not dead, blood was flowing from the corners of his mouth, and he lowered his head to meet the cold gaze of the mask again.

Then he saw the masked man pick up a bow and arrow from the ground, and after attaching an arrow, he pulled out a full moon.

"Whew...... Poof......"

The three-foot arrow shot out and sank into Zhou Buwei's chest.

"Whew...... Poof......"

A second arrow shot out and plunged into his waist.

Next, I saw arrows one after another, coldly and ruthlessly inserted into Zhou Buwei's body.

Just like when he led the county soldiers in Liangcheng, ten thousand arrows were fired and shot to death Lu Hou and the foolish junior brother Modu.

In the process, Zhou Buwei endured intense pain, his eyes were full of fear, and blood continued to spill from the corners of his mouth, staining his official uniform red.

He wanted to open his mouth to beg for mercy, but all he could say was a muffled hoarse voice.

The square was silent, except for the sound of arrows bursting into the wind, and the popping of sharp arrows into the flesh.

The masked one, who was wearing a mask, would pick up a new bucket of arrows from the ground and continue to fire his bow after shooting the arrows in his quiver.

On the second floor of an attic not far from the square, Miss Yanyin was watching this scene.

At this time, she hugged Lu Pingsheng tightly, and every time an arrow sank into the body of Zhou Buwei, the culprit who killed Lu Hou in the first place, her delicate body would tremble, and at the same time, the tears in her eyes were like pearls with broken threads rolling down one by one, and she sobbed in a low voice.

"Mother, what's wrong with you!" Lu Pingsheng looked at Miss Yanyin and asked with some puzzlement.

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Chapter 131: A Tooth for a Tooth