Looking at Chen Zhenggong's current appearance, the blood was gurgling from the dozens of thin wounds, and he became a bloody man in the blink of an eye.

You don't need to count them to estimate that there must be at least thirty sword wounds on his body, but on his face, there is a bruised mouth and nose, and a big shoe print with some dirt is fiercely imprinted on that face!

Chen Zhenggong's miserable appearance attracted everyone's sideways, and some people accused Shen Yuan of being ruthless, and of course some people said that Shen Yuan was merciful.

Shen Yuan put away his feet, saw the sword returned to the sheath again, and said: "The disciples of Songhe Hall have listened, take advantage of the time now, quickly carry your head down the mountain to heal, and you can still live, otherwise it will be your own sin to die of excessive blood loss on Kongtong Mountain!"

Turning around, Qingsong Zhenren snorted coldly and said: "The upper beam is not right and the lower beam is crooked, Gongye and murder do not blink, now it seems that you are no better as an apprentice!"

Hearing someone scolding his apprentice, Gongye He couldn't sit still at the moment, and scolded: "Qingsong, you stinky shit! You are blind, this guy is obviously trying to harm my apprentice's life, and you have to rely on Lao Tzu, you have to dismantle this guy! The stinky boy is still soft-hearted, and his subordinates are merciful!"

Qingsong Zhenren glanced at Gong Yehe, ignored it, and walked straight to Chen Zhenggong's side, and when he saw the injuries on his body, he couldn't help but gasp.

There are too many wounds, even if you want to stop the bleeding, you can't think of changing that acupuncture point for a while, and at the same time, you can't help but secretly praise Shen Yuan's exquisite swordsmanship, more than thirty swords, each sword is a fraction of a centimeter different from that person's vital point, neither will you take a person's life, nor will you easily spare someone, presumably after Chen Zhenggong's injury is healed, even if his martial arts are not wasted, I am afraid that there will only be fur!

Qingsong Zhenren showed regret on his face, thought about it, and shot sixteen acupuncture points in a row, which stopped the bleeding.

Then he said to the disciples of Songhe Hall: "The head of your family can still have a life for the time being, hurry up and go down the mountain to find a good student in Langzhong for healing, if it is delayed, I am afraid that Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to save it." ”

Those disciples were sincerely frightened, and after thanking them again and again, they carried Chen Zhenggong down the mountain.

Qingsong Zhenren stood under the ring and said to everyone: "Who else is willing to go on stage to guard the pass?"

As soon as these words came out, the heroes knew the meaning of their words.

Shen Yuan won consecutive battles, and for a while he was in the limelight, and new stars were rising, and he even overshadowed the heroes of various factions! Qing Song Zhenren and others boasted of being famous and upright, and they were models of righteousness, how could they let the evil evil ways in their eyes run rampant here?

Therefore, he asked, if no one fights again, they will make a move, so as to frustrate Shen Yuan's arrogance.

Qingsong Zhenren raised his eyes and looked at the Kunlun faction and asked, "Master Mo, your Kunlun faction was robbed of the Seven Swords Sword Book by Gongye and Gong Ye back then, why don't you come to the stage now, don't you just swallow your anger like this?"

Mo Wenkong waved his hand, and said indifferently: "Back then, the first master and Gongye and the sword spectrum were the note, and the fair competition was defeated in the hands of the sword slave, although we were reluctant, but I would like to lose the bet, and besides, we and Gongye and I don't have any deep hatred, according to the younger generation, the Qingsong seniors don't have to waste their minds here in my Kunlun faction." ”

When Shen Yuan heard this, he raised his eyebrows, and hurriedly arched his hand: "Thank you Master Mo and the six heroes for your success!"

Mo Wenkong didn't appreciate it, looked at Shen Yuan and sneered: "Don't be happy too early, I won't embarrass you for your filial piety, but you ignored us a few days ago in Pingliang City, it's really rude, after this conference, Kunlun Seven Swords will definitely ask you for advice again!"

Shen Yuan clenched his fists and said: "In this case, Shen is waiting for you at any time!"

Qingsong Zhenren was stunned by Mo Wenkong, his face was angry, and he said loudly: "Your Kunlun faction is a model of righteousness, since there is no one among the factions to fight with this little devil, then it is up to me to teach the four old guys of the Emei faction a lesson!"

"Senior Brother in charge!" Feishi Jianma heard this, and immediately said angrily, "The Emei faction has always been at odds with my Kunlun, and today I can't swallow this breath of insults from Qingsong!"

Mo Wenkong waved his hand and said, "This old Taoist doesn't spit ivory in his mouth, so he doesn't care what he does." ”

The voice was not small, and Qingsong Zhenren was immediately furious when he heard it, turned around and shouted: "Don't ask the sky, who are you scolding for being a dog!"

When someone in the audience couldn't help but laugh, Qingsong Zhenren turned his head when he heard the sound, and immediately found that person, who was a disciple of the Songshan faction.

Seeing his figure move, he walked in front of the disciple, and the "pop" sound was crisp twice, and the figure flashed back to its original place in a flash.

Everyone looked at the Songshan disciple again, and the palm prints on his face suddenly appeared, red and swollen, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, and a few teeth spit out!

Yang Huanzhi, the head of the Songshan faction, dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so angry that he left here immediately!

At this time, he listened to Qingsong Zhenren's ruthless tone, pointed at Shen Yuan and Mo Wenkong: "After taking care of this kid surnamed Shen, Mo Wenkong, the grievances of Emei and Kunlun should also be settled!"

At this time, the ram returned here, saw the current situation, approached Luo Feihong and the others and asked, "Is this ......?"

Luo Feihong turned his head, only to realize that he didn't see the figure of the ram, and asked in turn, "Brother ram, where did you come from?"

The ram looked a little flustered, but it was also fleeting, and he only said: "I am old, and after a fight, my body is always a little uncomfortable, so I went up and found a clean place to rest for a while, and now this is ......"

As he spoke, his eyes also looked at Fu Liancheng, Fu Liancheng seemed to feel something, glanced at him, and then closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Luo Feihong didn't notice the strangeness of the two, and explained what happened to the ram clearly.

Ram Suo pretended to be amazed, and said to Luo Feihong: "Even you were defeated in his hands, it can be seen that this person's martial arts are indeed outstanding, and he is invincible at such a young age, this Shen Yuan is indeed a rare martial arts wizard!"

Luo Feihong also agreed with these words very much, and couldn't help but sigh.

But at the moment, Ram Suo's mind was all on what Qinglong said to him, where could he take care of anything else, just perfunctory Luo Feihong, and then sat down to rest under the pretext of being tired.

"Petition for Submission...... How can it be so easy to cast a name?"

After the ram returned to Xuankong Hall from Namuliao, he was even more worried at the moment, sitting on his seat and secretly glancing at Luo Feiyun from time to time.

Luo Feiyun noticed something, turned his head sideways and asked, "Look at what I'm doing!"

He was indignant in his heart, the Kongtong faction was embarrassed by Shen Yuan, and he really couldn't swallow this breath, and at this time, this ram looked at him from time to time, which made him bored, and also made his tone quite unkind.

Luo Feiyun's eyes were pressing, and the ram didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, Qingsong Zhenren slowly walked to the stage, and suddenly heard Shen Yuan shouting: "Wait!"

This sound relieved the ram of the siege, only to see Luo Feiyun suddenly look at Shen Yuan, and muttered: "I don't know what else is going to happen to this guy?"

"Since Qingsong's predecessors have made a move, then we have to set a rule. Shen Yuan pondered for a moment and said slowly.

Qingsong Zhenren didn't see Shen Yuan in his eyes, regarded him as a fish, slowly walked up to the stage, and only after standing still, did he say, "You can say it." ”

"I explored Tiantai Peak at night before, and I escaped by luck under the hands of the Zen Master of Rebellion, and I, Shen Yuan, knew that I was not the opponent of the four elders and four predecessors of Emei......

Before he finished speaking, Qingsong Zhenren said: "What, this is admitting defeat?"

Shen Yuan waved his hand again and again, and said: "No, the juniors are thinking, after all, the four seniors are the great masters who have been famous in martial arts for a long time, and gambling with me is inevitably a bit suspected of bullying the small and bullying the weak, and the juniors have fought many battles, and now they are even more lacking, if the four take turns to play, I will definitely lose." ”

Seeing that Qingsong Zhenren, the three of Bailu Shitai, and Luo Feiyun and the others all had gloomy faces, Shen Yuan continued unappreciably: "Not to mention that the public is unfair, the seniors boast that they are on the right path of martial arts, but in this way, it will not be very glorious to win, and it will indeed be unfavorable for you to settle down in the future......

Before Qingsong Zhenren could speak this time, Luo Feiyun grabbed the conversation and asked in a deep voice, "Then in your opinion, what should I do?"

Qingsong Zhenren also looked at Shen Yuan, waiting for him to speak.

Shen Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Shen has just entered the rivers and lakes, and he doesn't know the rules, so he naturally doesn't dare to have any ideas. However, since it is the right path of martial arts, I, Shen Yuan, can trust your predecessors, and the rules of the competition will inevitably be fair and selfless!"

As soon as these words came out, Luo Feiyun and Emei were all in their throats, even if they wanted to abolish Shen Yuan ruthlessly, they would not dare to do such a thing!

After all, this is about their own reputation, especially the four elders of Emei, who will end up in a late festival in the future, and the gains outweigh the losses.

At this time, the Xuanxu Daoist smiled slightly, and was about to speak, when he heard a Buddha call: "Amitabha." ”

The person who spoke was Master Haijue, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, and he only listened to him say slowly: "What this son said is reasonable, according to what Lao Wei sees, we still have to negotiate a fair law." ”

The head of the Xuanxu Dao also echoed: "Poor Dao also means this, I don't know what the Luo Palm Sect, the head of Qingyunzi, and the four elders of Emei have, what do you think?"

Luo Feiyun pondered for a moment, then asked Huashan, Kunlun and the beggar gang, "What do the three heads do if they don't know?"

He Chongyun said: "I have the same thoughts as Xuanxu. ”

Mo Wenkong looked like he had nothing to do with himself, and said: "You can discuss how you want, it has nothing to do with me Kunlun." ”

I wish Jiubao hesitated for a moment, and it was reasonable to reconsider.

Luo Feiyun thought about it again and again, and finally looked at Wang Zhi.

Wang Zhi's eyes were playful, and he smiled slightly: "What are the rules on your rivers and lakes, why do you come to ask our family? ”

Five of the seven major factions have agreed, Qingyunzi's attitude is ambiguous, and the four elders of Emei are helpless at the moment, after all, the leading people are Shaolin and Wudang, even if he Luo Feiyun is the master, it is not good to make a mistake in front of these two true gods.

At this time, the ram looked left and right, rolled his eyes, settled his mind, and leaned over to Luo Feiyun's side and whispered: "Boss, this is the only way to do it now, besides, it is already noon at this time, take the opportunity to let everyone rest for a while, and save the person surnamed Shen from finding trouble again for a while." And ......"

Ram Su lowered his voice again, "Regarding the Luo Gang that day, my subordinates also want to discuss with the Palm Sect. ”

Hearing this, Luo Feiyun sighed, stood up and said, "Everyone, it's not early, let's rest for half an hour, and after half an hour, we will fight again!" As he spoke, his eyes turned to Shen Yuan, "Shen Yuan, don't worry, we will definitely negotiate a rule that satisfies you!"

Shen Yuan hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Luo Zhang's words are wrong, it's not that I'm satisfied, I, Shen Yuan, just want a fair!"