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It was like an explosion, and it directly startled the upper-class celebrities present.

Xia Qingyan was also obviously startled, jumped up like a rabbit, and then grabbed one of Lin Junhe's arms tightly.

Mr. Lin...... No...... It can't be some terrorists, right?"

"Terrorist?" Lin Junhe shook his head: "It shouldn't be." ”

The reason for the assertion was that he felt a slight fluctuation in mana, not so much that the terrorists were launching a terrorist attack here, but that it was more likely that there were two people fighting here.

Sure enough, when Lin Junhe took a few steps forward and pushed away the frightened crowd, he saw a young man with a Southeast Asian face and a black robe.

And behind him, there was a very thin old man.

The old man was wearing a yellowed monk's robe, showing half of his shoulders, but he was a bit like the Buddhists in Thailand and India.

And the person who appeared opposite the strangely dressed two people was also Lin Junhe's acquaintance, Zheng Tianshan of the Feng Shui Association, and Xie Xing'an.

It's just that at this time, the faces of these two big figures of the Feng Shui Association are solemn, and there is a trace of deep jealousy in their eyes.

And in front of them, there was also a young man standing, who looked a few years older than Lin Junhe.

At this time, the clothes on his upper body turned out to be tattered, and he could only barely see that it should have been a well-made white suit.

It's just that at this time, this "suit" seems somewhat out of place with this feng shui event.

The atmosphere in the room was very solemn, and there was a faint murderous confusion, which frightened the nearby guests.

The scene was silent, and the people who screamed before didn't dare to make a sound, but stared at a few people in the arena in fear, not knowing what was going on.

Could it be that someone is causing trouble?

This is too bold, this is a once-in-a-decade feng shui event, and the feng shui masters with heads and faces in Xiangjiang are all present, who is it.

Who dares to run around and make trouble at this time? Isn't this looking for death?

At this time, I saw Zheng Tianshan's eyes like a torch, staring at the old man opposite: "Bai Dusk Mountain, you have done it." ”

"Ever?"

When the old man in the monk's robe called White Twilight Mountain heard this, he just shook his head lightly and sighed lightly: "It seems that more than ten years have passed, and the once high-spirited President Zheng is just an ordinary bad old man. ”

"The competition between the younger generations, each based on their ability, what is there to pass? Or is it that your feng shui meeting has a false name, but no reality?"

"What kind of conference is a conference without communication?"

The old man's speech was not fast, but he spoke eloquently, with an inexplicable charm in his voice, as if he was reciting Buddhist scriptures and debating the true words in Buddhist scriptures with others.

As soon as they heard the conversation between the two, many older people now looked shocked and looked quite shocked.

"Twilight Mountain, is it him? I didn't expect him to come back. A gray-haired old man took a deep breath, his face full of surprise.

Lin Junhe glanced at this person and found that this person was also a warlock, with a cultivation in the middle stage of the Dao.

"Master, who is this White Twilight Mountain?" Next to the white-haired old man were four or five young men, both men and women, but none of them were over thirty years old.

The white-haired old man took a deep breath, as if he was caught up in a memory, and slowly spoke.

"More than ten years ago, the previous president of the Xiangjiang Feng Shui Association abdicated, and at that time, in addition to the current President Zheng, there was another person, and that was Bai Dushan Mountain!"

"So, this White Twilight Mountain was defeated in the end?" asked a couple of young men with strange expressions.

This is revenge.

"That's right. The white-haired old man nodded solemnly: "At that time, the two of them made an appointment to fight with the top of the Eight Immortal Mountains, and the loser withdrew from the Xiangjiang magic realm, and in the end, Chairman Zheng won the duel with one move. And Twilight Mountain, no one has seen him since. ”

Hearing the old man's words, many people around couldn't help but nod their heads secretly, but they didn't expect that President Zheng and this person would have such a past.

It seems that this person is here today, and the person who came here is not good.

In the field, as soon as Zheng Tianshan heard Bai Dushan's words, he immediately narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be lightning in his eyes.

He just wanted to speak, but saw the young man in front of him suddenly turn his head and bow respectfully to him: "Master, since they are going to compete, please let me fight with him and exchange spells!"

The young man's eyes were full of fighting intent and unwillingness, obviously wanting to find some scenes in the defeat just now.

When Zheng Tianshan heard this, he couldn't help frowning slightly.

This young man's name is Meng Hao, he is his eldest disciple, and his talent can be regarded as amazing, he is his designated successor, and sooner or later he will take over his mantle.

After thinking for a moment, Zheng Tianshan nodded slightly.

Together, it is necessary to fight with others and accumulate experience through actual combat in order to achieve greater breakthroughs.

Seeing the master nodding, Meng Hao was suddenly overjoyed, turned his head to look at the black-robed man opposite with burning eyes, and slowly spit out three words: "Please advise." ”

When the black-robed man on the opposite side heard this, instead of returning the courtesy, he grinned coldly: "To win you, I only need three moves at most." ”

"Then you can try it!" Meng Hao suddenly snorted coldly, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.

As Zheng Tianshan's chief disciple, and at the same time, he was the first person of the younger generation in the Xiangjiang magic world, when had he ever been despised like this.

At this time, I saw him stretch out his hand and probe into the void in front of him, but in a few seconds, the spell had already taken shape in his hand.

An arrow condensed from the white mist condensed out of his hand, and with a single thought, it shot towards the black-robed man.

"Boom!"

But what people didn't expect was that the black-robed man just turned slightly sideways, and dodged directly, and the white arrow finally landed on a long table behind.

The whole table was shattered in an instant, and the wine bottles and glasses on it suddenly spilled to the ground, which frightened everyone present into a burst of exclamation.

Only a few bold people seemed more excited, because this was the first time they had seen the scene of the fighting method with their own eyes, and with Zheng Tianshan present, they were not afraid that their personal safety would really be threatened.

Xia Qingyan was also taken aback at this time, and her originally white little face was almost colorless at this time.

"If you really want to come under my door, keep your eyes open and watch the duel between them, this is the life you may have to live in the future. Lin Junhe glanced at Xia Qingyan and said. Hearing this, Xia Qingyan suddenly trembled, biting her lips that were a little discolored, although she was afraid, she finally overcame the fear in her heart, a trace of perseverance flashed in her beautiful eyes, and her eyes looked straight towards the field.