Hearing this, Guan Que and Qiao Lan looked at Nangong Huang with hatred, and both of them were silent.

"Hehe... Shen Shaoxia, don't come unharmed!"

Seeing that the two of them were silent, their eyes were lightly covered, Nangong Huang looked at Shen Wuxian and chuckled.

"Lord Nangong, it's polite..."

Hugging his fists, Shen Wuxian responded politely.

"Shen Shaoxia, I don't know... Your eyes?"

Looking at each other and finding that the other party's eyes were dull, Nangong Huang was puzzled in his heart and asked softly.

"Under ... Blind..."

Frowning, Shen Wuxian replied expressionlessly.

"Blind? It's a pity, God is jealous!"

Hearing this, he sneered in his heart, Nangong Huang shook his head and pretended to sigh.

"Lord Nangong, please take a seat, a martial arts conference is about to be held..."

Beside him, although he hated the other party's hypocrisy in his heart, he could only forbear, Zhong Shixu hugged his fists and changed the topic in a rough voice.

Seeing this, Nangong Huang nodded, his eyes scanned in front of him, and found that there was only a wooden chair left in the right corner!

"Lord Nangong, the hospitality is not good, please forgive me..."

Blinded by Nangong Huang, Song Yanming stroked his long white beard with his big hand and said.

However, the wooden chair in this corner is exactly for Nangong Huang!

The purpose of inviting the other party to participate in the martial arts conference today is to embarrass it!

"It's okay, it's okay..."

Hearing this, his face was very ugly, but it was inconvenient for him to attack, Nangong Huang waved his hand, and replied with a smile.

"Humph!"

After saying that, with an angry snort, Nangong Huang sat in the corner on the right with the three gold-clothed guards.

In the past, I was sitting on the throne, when have I been treated like this!

"Everyone!"

After Nangong Huang sat down, seeing that the hour had come, Song Yanming stood up and said in a loud voice.

All around, seeing the Kongtong sect master speak, all the righteous people stopped speaking and listened quietly.

"Everyone, you should know that Xie Junhao, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, was killed by traitors! The purpose of holding a martial arts conference today is to elect a new leader of the Martial Arts Alliance!"

Seeing that everyone was quiet, Song Yanming stroked his long white beard with his big hand and said slowly.

Listening to what he said, in the corner on the right side, Nangong Huang frowned deeply and clenched his fists.

The meaning of this statement is to scold yourself for being a traitor!

"Ladies and gentlemen, today's martial arts conference is presided over by the old man himself, and it should be fair! Do you trust the old man?"

Scanning everyone, Song Yanming nodded and asked with a smile.

"Naturally, you believe in Song Gong'!!"

As soon as these words came out, all the righteous people around them saluted respectfully and echoed in unison.

"Okay! Since you can trust the old man, then the martial arts conference begins!"

Hearing the shouts of the crowd, Song Yanming waved his hand and read in a loud voice.

Hearing this, the crowd was excited, all looked excited, and they were eager to try!

"Hehe... Ladies and gentlemen, today to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, it is better to give the young people a chance, and we of the older generation, don't interfere..."

After Song Yanming sat down, Qi Zhongyi looked at the people of the six major factions and said with a smile.

"Naturally, we should give the juniors a chance... If we make a move, will we not bully the small with the big and make the righteous people laugh?"

Beside him, he nodded, and Zhong Shixu hurriedly echoed in a rough voice.

On the left and right, seeing Qi Zhongyi and Zhong Shixu singing and harmonizing, the other heads frowned, and only nodded in agreement.

"Hahaha!Lord Nangong, you are already the head of the Killing Stopping Hall, and you won't compete with the juniors anymore, right?"

On the main chair, looking at Nangong Huang in the corner on the right, Song Yanming smiled.

The meaning of the words is to let Nangong Huangan keep to himself, don't make a move, and disrupt the martial arts conference!

"Hehe, the old Song seniors laughed, the deity was only invited to watch the battle today, how could he do it with the juniors... If it spreads, wouldn't it be ridiculous and generous?"

Hearing this, Nangong Huang nodded and replied with a smile.

But there was a glimmer of light in his eyes, which was fleeting.

"Ahem, ahem... This martial arts conference has already begun, why is no one on stage? It's really boring..."

Opposite, on the second main chair, leaning back, supporting his chin with his big hands, seeing that no one was on the stage, Yongshenghou coughed palely.

"Changbai, since no one is on stage, you can take the lead..."

Hearing this, Tiger Mu looked at the apprentice behind him, and Zhong Shixu commanded in a rough voice.

"Yes, master!"

Hearing the command, Jiang Changbai hugged his fists to receive the order, and as soon as he stepped on the ground, he performed light skills and flew to the ring in the distance!

"Beggar Jiang Changbai!

Stepping into the ring and looking around, Jiang Changbai hugged his fists and said loudly.

"Jiang Changbai!

"This kid's martial arts are not weak!"

All around, seeing Jiang Changbai in the ring, listening to his name, all righteous people shouted one after another.

Outside the hall, looking at Jiang Changbai, although Yang Hao's face was expressionless, his eyes were full of disdain.

"Brother Jiang! I am not talented, I am willing to lead the beggars to help me learn!"

Suddenly, just as everyone was shouting, a cloth-clothed young man with a long knife turned over and jumped into the ring!

"Excuse me, brother, Gao's surname!"

Looking at each other from afar, Jiang Changbai secretly looked at the other party, hugged his fists, and said politely.

"Jiangnan Quick Knife, Xiao Yan!"

Clenched his fists and returned the salute, and the cloth-clothed young man replied with a smile.

Xiao Yan is a heroic boy who is in the south of the Yangtze River, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, his family knife technique, undefeated thirteen knives, fast as lightning, killing the enemy without blood!

In the area south of the Yangtze River, it is also known as the first knife in the south of the Yangtze River by the people in the rivers and lakes!

"Two, today's competition in the ring, the point is up, don't fight to the death, do you understand?"

Seeing Xiao Yan on stage, Qi Zhongyi looked at the two of them and reminded in a loud voice.

Hearing this, Jiang Changbai and Xiao Yan clasped their fists together.

"Okay! Let's go!"

Subsequently, seeing that the two of them understood, Qi Zhongyi waved his hand!

All around, seeing that the two sides were about to compete, all the righteous people held their breath and watched attentively.

"Brother Jiang, offended!"

Hearing the start of the competition, Xiao Yan's eyes lit up, and with a light tap under his feet, his body was like the wind, and he took the lead in rushing towards Jiang Changbai!

Seeing this, Jiang Changbai looked as usual, stepped on the ground with both feet, and faced the other party!

In a few breaths, the two met closely, Xiao Yan waved his big hand, the long knife shone with silver light, and the back of the knife slashed at Jiang Changbai's chest!

Since it has been explained, the competition point is over, so Xiao Yan waved the long knife in his hand, just using the back of the knife!

Seeing this, Jiang Changbai's figure paused, stretched out his hands, and met the long knife that attacked his chest!

"Bell!"

Suddenly, with a soft sound, Jiang Changbai folded his hands together, and actually took the long knife to the white blade empty-handed!

Then, Jiang Changbai's eyes flashed, and his hands pushed forward!

Pushed by it, holding the long knife in his hand, Xiao Yan couldn't help but take three steps back.

And just as Xiao Yan retreated, Jiang Changbai leaned forward and slapped his palm on his chest!

On the other side, he noticed that the long knife in Xiao Yan's hand was held horizontally, and he immediately blocked it in front of his chest!

"Bump!"

With a loud sound, the palm of his hand was imprinted on the body of the knife, Xiao Yan was not injured, his feet were light, and he slid back behind him with his strength!

"Cen!"

Standing firm, Xiao Yan was expressionless, holding the long knife with both hands, and slashing diagonally in the air!

In an instant, the silver light shone, and the powerful sword qi broke out, fiercely pounced on Jiang Changbai!

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