"Since it's a small sect, how dare you be so arrogant?" Yu Shaohua was provoked to anger and yelled at the other party. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"What, do you look down on the little sect?" the man asked coldly.

"Don't talk nonsense, you have the ability to let the horse come!" Yu Shaohua didn't take the other party in his eyes at all.

As soon as his words fell, the man bullied him with a very fast body, and slammed his palm into his abdomen before Yu Shaohua could react, and then, the man spun, flashed to Yu Shaohua's back, and slashed at his back with a palm, and the palm was full of strength.

Yu Shaohua screamed and flew forward heavily.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the Yixing Northern Envoy hurriedly flew over and grabbed Yu Shaohua's body.

Qi Yang was shocked in his heart: "Isn't this move the 'vertical and horizontal split' of the old man of the Western Regions?"

The southern envoy of Yixing has also rushed over to diagnose the pulse of Yu Shaohua, who has fallen into a coma. I saw that the southern envoy of Yixing finished checking the pulse, his sword eyebrows frowned, and he immediately sealed several key points on Yu Shaohua's body.

"This hero, martial arts, to the end, there is no need to make such a heavy hand, right?" Yixing Dong Envoy approached the man and said solemnly.

"Is it any wonder that your Central Plains Martial Arts are so fragile and vulnerable?" the man said mockingly.

As soon as this impudent provocation came out, the entire venue immediately became agitated. Many of the leaders stood up angrily, wanting to give this arrogant man a little color.

The four Yixing envoys had all jumped into the ring to control the order of the venue.

Shi Zhifa stepped into the ring, and the venue suddenly fell silent.

"This friend, that's not true. The loud voice of the law of history sounded.

"Is Your Excellency the predecessor of the history of the famous martial arts back then?'s current master of the Yixing Gate?" the man bowed and said, "The family teacher has mentioned his predecessors many times, and he has admired the name for a long time. ”

"The old man is the law of history. I don't know what this friend is called?"

"The night is silent, from the Western Regions small sect Moon Underworld, under the old man of the Moon Underworld. Ye replied speechlessly.

"It turned out to be the senior disciple of the old man of the moon and the silent night hero known as the 'three sons of the moon and the underworld'. "Shi Zhifa Dao," Your Excellency commented that my Central Plains martial arts are fragile and vulnerable, and I ask the Night Hero to explain this clearly. ”

Ye said casually, Senior Shi should not be too serious. When the tutor heard that Yixingmen held a martial arts group meeting, he sent Ye to observe and learn, but he didn't expect that in this ring, the moves displayed by the elites of each faction were weak and powerless, which made the group feel very disappointed. Ye said speechlessly.

"The martial arts of the Central Plains is broad and profound, and the martial arts spirit that runs through it is humble and courteous, and the various factions of my martial arts are in the same breath, like siblings, learning martial arts from each other, and exchanging martial arts experience when they can't bear to be heavy-handed, just point to the end, why bother to fight to the death?"

"I see, it seems that the difference between the Central Plains and my Western Regions is quite big. We all fight hard in the arena, and winning the king or defeating the Kou is the iron-blooded rule. Ye was speechless and said, "It's a pity, I still want to take this opportunity to appreciate the unfathomable martial arts of the Central Plains, and I don't want you to dare to give it a go." As he spoke, he turned his head defiantly to look at everyone present.

"It's rare for the night hero to come to the Central Plains, how can he brush off Your Excellency's Yaxing? The old man has a few capable subordinates here. Shi Zhifa said, turning to the direction of Yixing's eastern envoy, "Eastern envoy." ”

Yixing's eastern envoy stepped forward and said, "Ask the night hero for a few tricks." ”

"Forget it, I don't dare to show my true face, and Ye Mou is not interested in making a move. Ye was speechless and said coldly.

"You!" Yixing's northern envoy couldn't bear it anymore and was about to attack, but was stopped by Yixing's eastern envoy with a look.

"Night hero, don't slander others at will. "The Law of History.

"Don't get me wrong. The most important thing for my vulgar people in the Western Regions is sincerity, especially this supreme martial arts. Ye looked at the various sects on the field speechlessly, and continued, "I heard that several envoys of Yixingmen are extraordinary, but in addition, is there really no one who dares to fight with Ye Mou?"

There was a commotion in the venue again, but those who wanted to give the night a speechless look still didn't come forward after all.

The jade flute boy was about to get up to fight, but was tightly held by two of his subordinates, one left and one right.

"Childe, this person is strong in martial arts, you better wait and see what happens!" Ge Fei whispered without fear of death.

"Yes, Childe, you can't get hurt. Li Yun hurriedly dissuaded together.

"Could it be that this son is still afraid of him?" said the jade flute child.

When the jade flute boy was about to break free of the two subordinates, Qi Yang spoke: "Brother Yu Xiao, don't be impulsive, let me go and meet him first." With that, Qi Yang had already raised his sword and stood up, jumped up and stood on the ring.

As soon as Qi Yang appeared, everyone present cheered, and many people who knew Qi Yang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that they could finally teach that person from the Western Regions some lessons.

"In the next ......" Qi Yang was about to speak, but was interrupted.

"Go down!" Shi Zhifa said coldly.

At the same time, Yi Xingdong raised his arm to stop in front of Qi Yang, preventing him from stepping forward.

"What's going on?" asked Ye Wuwu as he looked at the few people in front of him, with a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

"Wouldn't it be a night hero to let a junior take action, wouldn't you look down on the night hero of the third of the 'Three Sons of the Moon Underworld'?" an arrogant voice came from far and near.

"Crazy man!" Many people in the venue recognized the middle-aged man who had just flown into the ring.

"It's you, Leng Yan!" Ye said coldly.

"Fourth Senior Brother, I haven't seen you for more than 20 years, you still remember Senior Brother me!" Leng Yan said with a smile.

"Leng Yan, you have long been expelled from the sect by the master, you and I don't have to be called brothers anymore. Ye was speechless and said coldly.

"Haha! Then Night Hero, let Leng come and learn your Excellency's magic skills today!" Leng Yan said arrogantly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Zhifa motioned for all the others in the ring to retreat, and the four Yixing envoys pulled Qi Yang with a complicated expression to get out of the ring.

The venue that was noisy because of the appearance of the madman also returned to calm, and everyone was looking forward to this great showdown that symbolized the martial arts of the Central Plains and the Western Regions.

Leng Yan was dressed in a dark robe, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He looked at Ye speechless, looking calm and relaxed, as if he was preparing to duel with a master.

On the other hand, he was speechless at night, he was dressed in a lilac Western Regions costume, his long untied hair fluttering in the wind, and his eyes were staring at the opponent in front of him.

Suddenly, Ye was speechless and screamed, and pulled out the big knife behind his back to bully him with lightning speed.

Leng Yan was also unequivocal, and pulled out the soft sword that was secretly rolled around his waist to meet the enemy.

Ling'er was stunned to look at the intertwined black and purple figures, both of them were extremely fast, so fast that she couldn't see the moves of the two of them clearly. She turned her head to look at Qi Yang, who was holding the arm of the eastern envoy under the ring, and saw him looking at the ring with a solemn expression, with a thick worry between his eyebrows.

When Ling'er turned her attention to the two in the duel again, the two had already fought a hundred moves, and the outcome was undecided. The strength of the two is equal, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to distinguish the winner if they continue to fight.

Time passed slowly, and the figures in the ring were sometimes separated, sometimes staggered, and Ling'er was a little dazzled. Under the ring, the venue was surprisingly quiet, and the martial arts people were all holding their breath, for fear of disturbing the two people in the battle.

I don't know how long it has taken for them to be promoted from the competition of sword skills to the confrontation of internal forces. I saw that Leng Yan's strength penetrated the soft sword and was competing with the silent sword of the night. The sword is the famous sword of martyrdom, and the knife is the soul slashing sword of the famous Western Regions. However, when the two meet, there will be an injury. At this time, the swords are all penetrated with strong internal force, and there is no damage to the two when they touch, but once one of the internal forces is exhausted, the sword will destroy one of them, and the sword will be destroyed, and the person will also die.

Everyone understood that this competition had reached the moment of desperate fighting, and one of the two would die.

Time is still passing quietly, and the two in the confrontation are already sweating like rain, and they are on the verge of the end of the crossbow, and the winner of this confrontation is about to be revealed.

At this time, Shi Zhifa jumped into the ring and said loudly: "The Central Plains Martial Arts and the Western Regions Martial Arts have their own merits, so why do you have to fight to the death." Today, the old man asked the two of them for a thin face, so how about it?"

Leng Yan and Ye were speechless, how could they have the leisure to answer, and Shi Zhifa didn't give them a chance to answer, so they gestured with their palms on their chests.

Several of the older leaders present were all shocked, knowing that Shi Zhifa was using the "Xiangyang Chaokun Palm" that he had shaken the martial arts more than 20 years ago.

A strong internal energy emanated from the palm of the Shi Zhi Method, interrupting the duel between Leng Yan and Ye Wuyu, and the two of them were knocked back several steps by this powerful palm at the same time.

Seeing that the two were separated, everyone in the audience relaxed their long-tense nerves.

The eastern envoy of Yixing and the southern envoy of Yixing had already flown over, holding Leng Yan and Ye speechless respectively.

Ye Wuyu wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth with his sleeve, hatefully waved away the support of Yixing's southern envoy, and took a step forward and said: "The madman Leng Yan really lives up to his reputation. ”

Leng Yan smiled arrogantly and said, "Night Hero has won the award, Your Excellency's 'Moon Soul Divine Skill' has been cultivated to perfection, Leng admires it!" He let Yixing's envoy support him, and he didn't wipe the blood that overflowed from the corner of his mouth, just as casually as rumored in the rivers and lakes, not afraid of the eyes of the world.

"Seeing the supreme magic skills of the two today, it is the luck of the old man and all the martial arts colleagues present. "The Law of History.

"Alright, alright. Are you people in the Central Plains so verbose?" Ye silently interrupted Shi Zhifa's words and said, "Ye Mou came to the Central Plains, and there was one more thing, that is, he handed over the battle post on the order of the family teacher. After speaking, he took out a letter from his bosom and handed it to the Yixing envoy on the side.

After receiving the letter from the hand of the Yixing Southern Envoy, Shi Zhifa read through it and said: "On behalf of the Western Regions Martial Arts, the Old Man of the Moon Ming issued a war letter to the Central Plains Martial Arts, and agreed to challenge the Central Plains master at the peak of the Tianshan Mountains next year. The Central Plains and the Western Regions will each send five masters of the younger generation to fight to the death. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole venue boiled.

"What's the matter?, can the Central Plains Martial Arts dare to fight?" Ye asked sarcastically and speechlessly.

"Naturally!"

"Our Central Plains martial arts are still afraid of them, and the Western Regions martial arts can't succeed!"

"When the time comes, we will let them see how powerful our Central Plains martial arts are!"

"Not bad, not bad!" everyone agreed.

Since this is the case, the old man took over this battle post for the Central Plains Martial Arts. "The Law of History.

"Hmm. The task is complete, and the night is gone. After speaking, Ye was speechless and flew away.