There was a strange color in his eyes, and he shouted: "Li Bisheng, I can see that your martial arts are by no means as strong as my two junior disciples, what kind of conspiracy are you making!?"

Li Jing laughed: "You people are really funny, you can't win and others will desperately make excuses." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoWhy don't you say that the reason why you didn't become an immortal is because you didn't go to heaven?"

Sonam Phuntsok was furious when he heard this, and his eyes were blood-red. He forcibly suppressed his emotions, slowly pulled out the treasure knife, only to see that the sword was as green as water, and there was a treasure knife on the ground, and said: "Since Your Excellency dares to be so arrogant, you must have an amazing art industry. I, Sonam Phuntsok, make it clear that only one of you and me today can leave here alive. The loser must follow the rules of our Tubo country, hang the corpse and dry it for three years, let the wind blow strongly, and the eagle pecks at the finch until it turns into bones!"

It turned out that the real identity of this Sonam Phuntsok was the eldest prince of the Tubo Kingdom, whose real name was Zonglan, who studied under the Darul School martial arts master monk Nakhapa, and was his eldest disciple. And Sonam Phuntsok is just a pseudonym that he casually took off during this trip. He came to the Khitan grassland this time, firstly, to compete for the first place in the martial arts competition, and secondly, to seek an opportunity to avenge his half-brother Prince Zongbu. Li Jing's unintentional scolding actually insulted his famous father, the old king of the Tubo Kingdom, who was so prestigious, that he couldn't bear it, so he was so angry and wanted to fight her to the death.

When the dozen or so Darul men heard this, they immediately helped Jimod and Hapur to stand forward together, wanting to strengthen the momentum for this senior brother. The Central Plains martial arts people present were also in high morale at this time because of Li Jing's two successive victories, and they were willing to be overwhelmed by the momentum of these Fanbang people, and they rushed forward one after another, and the crowd was excited.

"What's so great about you Tubo people, if you have the ability, you can really fight with our Uncle Li Bisheng!"

"Our Li Ye is not only handsome, but also first-class in kung fu, Sonam Phuntso, you still don't want to fight, quickly admit defeat!"

There are also people who take the opportunity to exalt their own masters, "Although Li Ye's kung fu is excellent, he only became powerful after learning from our Golden Tiger Gang leader Luo Jinhu Daxia." If our Luo Gang Leader personally goes out to fight, I guarantee that you Fanbang people will all lie on the ground and find teeth!"

The leader of the Golden Tiger Gang, Luo Jinhu, was a middle-aged short man, and he happened to be in the crowd at the moment. When he heard that his disciples didn't look at the situation in front of him, they were all here to brag to themselves, and he was in a great hurry, thinking: If someone takes the opportunity to coax him to the stage and confront that Sonam Phuntsok, isn't it forcing himself to die?

He hurriedly covered the mouth of the disciple who still refused to shut up, and scolded: "You shut up for me, what are you shouting here!" After scolding his disciple, he hurriedly hugged his fists to the martial arts heroes beside him, and explained seriously: "Don't mind, our Golden Tiger Gang has always used virtue to convince people, and again, 'convince people with virtue'!

Fortunately, this kind of boasting is extremely common in the Central Plains martial arts, and everyone's thoughts are not on him, which allowed him to escape the catastrophe and secretly wipe the cold sweat on his forehead.

Everyone was staring intently at Li Jing and Sonam Phuntsok in the center of the venue. Sonam Phuntsok leaned forward with his left foot slightly, while his right hand held the hilt horizontally. This is a very unusual way of holding a knife, which has the advantage of "quick knife and sharp knife", and the victim often has his throat cut in the blink of an eye.

Since Liu Yu studied the "Great Righteous Martial Scripture", his understanding of martial arts has made great progress. He could see at a glance that the kung fu of this Tibetan man was much higher than that of the previous Jimod and Happur, and as for Li Jing, he was by no means his opponent.

Li Jing herself is also very clear about the situation in front of her, her palms are full of sweat, the handle of the knife is slippery in her hand, but she has to force herself to hold the field, and said loudly: "Sonam Phuntso, what are you doing standing there, are you too scared to make a move, afraid of being defeated by my move, haha!"

Zong Lan chuckled, knowing that she was deliberately disturbing her mind, and a contemptuous look immediately covered his entire face, and said, "You Han people are really cunning, thanks to the fact that I often kill them in the country. There are hundreds of Han souls who died under my hands, and I will add you one more today!"

After hearing this, Liu Yu's heart sank, he originally just wanted to secretly help Li Jing defeat this Tubo man and earn enough face for the Han people, but he never thought that this person was actually a demon who killed the Han people without blinking, and he didn't know how many innocent Han people had died under this person's knife. Anger rose in his heart, and he secretly decided to get rid of this Sonam Phuntsok.

Zong Lanyan finished his sword, and the blade of the knife cut an arc in the air and slashed straight towards Li Jing's waist. Li Jing was startled when she saw that his sword technique was so fast, and she didn't care about swinging her knife to block, so she turned around and hurriedly walked over to Liu Yu's side. She lost her balance in a panic, and spun in the clearing, and the belt of her clothes fell apart, and one handkerchief peeked out of the placket.

Seeing that the time had come, Liu Yu pretended to be so frightened by Li Jing who rushed over that he stumbled on the ground, and danced with his hands to use the "Moonlight Silent Sea" in the palm of the god of stacked waves. This trick "Moonlight Silent Sea" pays attention to the silent palm, and the true qi is condensed but not released. I saw that the handkerchief in Li Jing's arms suddenly came out of the placket under the agitation of his palm, and shot straight towards Zong Lan, who was swinging the knife.

Zong Lan saw that a fluttering handkerchief flew over, and she didn't care. When the handkerchief approached, he felt a strong wind blowing in his face, and his neat braids were blown apart, and his face was like a knife, so he hurriedly waved the knife.

The handkerchief and the treasure knife collided, and the true qi carried on the handkerchief was stimulated, collapsing on the blade, and making a loud sound. Zong Lan screamed and flew upside down with his sword, and after landing, his vest slammed into the ground. He squirted three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and then twisted his neck, and he died of exhaustion.

Seeing this, Jimod, Hapur, and the dozen or so Fanbang men who came with him were shocked, and hurriedly rushed forward, pinching people and instilling true qi in him, shouting: "Senior brother, Prince Zonglan, wake up quickly!" "Save the prince, save the prince!"

Haple hurriedly said, "Quick! Hurry up and carry the senior brother to the master!"

These dozen or so Fanbang men of the Darur faction, where did they dare to stay here at this moment, and hurriedly carried Prince Zonglan out of the tent like a gust of wind.

Liu Yu was stunned in his heart, he didn't expect that this so-called Sonam Phuntsok was actually the prince of the Tubo country, Zonglan, and now another Tubo prince died because of himself, it seems that the feud between himself and the Tubo people is completely unravelable. (To be continued.) )