All this happened too fast, and it wasn't until Lu Siren drank these two sounds that the onlookers reacted.

Then, they froze.

"Oh my God, what just happened? Am I dreaming?"

"I saw Li Xuan directly knock Senior Brother Lin away with one palm, and then he threw out a sword to kill him!"

"Isn't it the Deer Sect Master who is standing in the field now? He saved Lin Zifeng? In an instant, he came from the stands to the field, is this the strength of Ling Yuan Jipin?"

"What's more important is what Sect Master Lu just said? This Li Xuan is actually the realm of Ling Yuan's eight grades?"

......

For a while, the news that Li Xuan was Ling Yuan's eighth grade spread quickly, and those who were far away also knew this shocking fact.

In the stands, Fu Hao relaxed a little. Just now, he found out for the first time that Li Xuan had no mercy at all, and he wanted to kill Lin Zifeng, and he was about to stop him, but he noticed Lu Siren's movements, so he stopped.

As one of the four Holy Sword, you still have to save face for your own sect master, and you can't take away any opportunity to perform......

Fu Hao was still staring at the middle of the field in case something else happened.

Hearing Lu Siren tell his true realm, Li Xuan did not panic at all, a smile appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "Why, the sword competition still has restrictions on the martial arts realm and origin of the participants?"

Lu Siren was silent, because there was indeed no limit to the sword competition.

Since its inception, the sword competition has been to select and discover the younger generation of extraordinary people in the field of kendo, so the participants are not too old, and the realm is around Ling Yuan's seventh grade, after all, it is not easy to reach such a realm at such an age.

No one expected that there would be a Bapin, or such a young Bapin, among the participants.

This can no longer be described as a genius, it can simply be called a demon.

Lin Zifeng had already stopped his injury, and when he saw that Lu Siren was silent, he said: "Sect Master, Zifeng's skills are not as good as others, and he is willing to bow down." ”

Lu Siren waved his hand: "Even if this is the case, you are quite fierce, contrary to the original intention of the sword competition to meet friends and learn from each other, can you admit this?"

Li Xuan snorted coldly: "That's because they're too weak, what do they have to do with me?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience gasped, this Li Xuan dared to speak to Lu Siren in such a tone!

Even if you are the eighth grade, in front of Lu Siren, who has been in the ninth grade for many years, you are still a junior!

Although the eight-rank powerhouses in the world are not young, they can still be seen from time to time, and Ling Yuan's nine-rank is the real sect background, often the head of the sect and the like. If you see a Jiupin senior on weekdays, who dares to treat it disrespectfully, and you need to be careful about the words when you speak?

Li Xuan not only injured Lin Zifeng, but also didn't even give Lu Siren face?

Sure enough, Lu Siren laughed angrily: "Okay, well, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and today's juniors are arrogant and have lost the awe they should have." ”

"Since you are so conceited, let me teach you the etiquette you should have!"

Lu Siren's robe floated backwards, and he stood in place and pushed it out with one palm.

A gust of wind arose on the flat ground, and the howling wind seemed to turn into a descending tiger, directly pounced on Li Xuan.

It wasn't until everyone watched this amazing scene in amazement that the burst of bang came from the field.

In the face of the blow of Jiupin, how should Li Xuan respond?

Li Xuan didn't retreat at all, because he didn't know when a person appeared in front of him.

The man was scrawny, but unusually tall, and people worried that they would be blown away by a gust of wind. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, but his face was as colorful as if it was painted with various paints.

Facing Lu Siren's palm from the tiger descending the mountain, he didn't dare to hold it up, and pushed it out with a palm.

The palm wind turned into thousands of flower shadows, collided with the tiger, and then disappeared without a trace.

Lu Siren frowned: "Phantom Flower Palm, Thousand Faces-Gao Wuface, what are you doing here?"

Fu Hao was very surprised, he didn't expect another nine-rank master to come out, could it be that this Gao Wuxian was from a certain faction in the Blood Intent Sect, the Chaos Cult or the Trick Sect?

Thinking of this, he turned around and asked Jiang Ran, who was also very surprised: "Sect Master Jiang, I don't know who this Gao Wumian is?"

"Huh?" Jiang Bu immediately became suspicious, this was the time he doubted that the Palace Elder in front of him was the real Palace Elder from the beginning to the present.

"Elder Gong doesn't know this Gao Wumien?"

"Bad thing!" From Jiang Hao's questioning gaze, Fu Hao keenly read that Gong Mo should know this Gao Wumian and be very familiar with it, what should I do now?

Fu Hao smiled embarrassedly: "Ahaha, it's all because all I've been thinking about recently is how to teach Cai'er, and everything else is left behind, and I can't remember it for a while, oops, this person is old, and his memory is just not very good......"

As soon as he heard that the reason was his daughter, Jiang Bu immediately understood in his heart.

"Elder Gong thinks so much about Cai'er, but I still doubt him again and again, it really shouldn't be......"

Jiang felt a little sorry for Elder Gong, so he hurriedly said: "Elder Gong, don't blame, I said the wrong thing just now, you have a lot of opportunities and magnanimity, and it's normal that you can't remember him." ”

Fu Hao's brows jumped, and his intuition told him that Gong Mo and Gao Wumian had some stories, and in addition, the word "magnanimous" was used a little subtly......

Jiang Bu whispered: "Gao Wumian, who claims to be a real person with a phantom face, tried a competition with you five years ago, and used shameful and despicable means to stun you and throw you on Dishou Mountain. This matter is only known to a few of us in the two sects, and it has little impact on your reputation. Later, this Gao Wumian broke through the Nine Ranks, and such a resentful Palace Elder can let go, which is really magnanimous!"

Fu Hao: "......"

"I'll it, Gong Mo was abused by this faceless bamboo pole man? Why didn't he tell me about this kind of thing?

"Besides, this is magnanimous, obviously he is powerless - although Gong Mo has half a foot in the ninth grade, it is only the eighth grade realm, he can't beat this high bamboo pole!"

"No, this guy won't bring up the old story and tear me down later...... Hehe, I want him to only say one word, no, he can't say a word...... "Fu Hao has already made up his mind, since he is Gong Mo now, he can't let Gong Mo's image be ruined.

I didn't see that there were two people in the corner of the martial arts arena looking at me with admiration, which shows that Gong Mo's image of the most handsome old man in the world has achieved initial results.

When Gao Wumian first appeared, many people had never seen him, but after hearing what Lu Siren said, some of the things that came to mind were publicized, causing a commotion.

Not to mention the others for the time being, this is also a nine-rank powerhouse! Could it be that we can see the collision of two nine-rank masters today?

In the expectation of everyone, Gao Wumian smiled, and as he smiled, the colorful patterns on his face changed and turned into a smiling face.

His face was as if he was wearing many masks, and he could change his face at any time.

"Sect Master Lu's words are wrong, the sword competition is a grand event in Tiannan, how can Gao miss it?"