Tang Xin squinted, but his heart seemed to jump out.

"Isn't it, Bu Qianhuai also covets the position of this sect master? Joke! A guy who has joined the sect for more than a month...... Although he thought so, Tang Xin's hand was clenched tighter. It was out of fear of known strength.

But his face remained unchanged, but he smiled a little reluctantly: "Qianhuai, but you want to fight?"

Bu Qianhuai's eyes became more and more bright; "This is nature!"

"Then ............ Please. His eyes were fierce, and he jumped onto the high platform, and the temperament of forging bones at the peak suddenly swayed out, making everyone in the audience dumbfounded. You must know that Tang Xin has been at the peak of forging bones for many years, and it can be said that the marrow can be washed.

Everyone in the audience was unclear, but Bu Qianhuai didn't care at all, he had no idea about the rights of the sect, a sect without an acquired martial artist was a sect that did not enter the stream. On the way back, he consulted Tang Xin about the relationship and strength of the various martial arts sects in Liushang County. According to this trend, even if there are three more martial artists in the marrow washing realm, the prestige of the sect will be much worse. After all, the young sect master of the famous Dao Sect is also an acquired realm, leaving a guarantee of strength. And for the tomb of the innate martial artist this time, it should be done with all his might, and even the two Zhang Lao have already been damaged, otherwise these sect masters will not compete for the position of the sect master.

Looking at Tang Xin, who was bare-handed, Bu Qianhuai smiled and said, "Doesn't the sect master use weapons?"

Tang Xin's face was expressionless: "You don't use a blade, I don't have this advantage." ”

In fact, it's not that Tang Xin doesn't want to use it, but if he takes the blade, Bu Qianhuai will definitely have enough reasons to use the sword, and that move is still imprinted in his mind, and he can't forget it for a long time, this move is not something he can take.

Bu Qianhuai bowed his hand at this time: "Thank you for the care of the sect master for many days." Then he suddenly raised his head, and a fire of Bi Sheng burned in his eyes, like the sun shining high, and everything evaporated, and he didn't dare to look directly.

Tang Xin couldn't help but say, although his blade was not in his body and he lost thirty percent of his strength, but Bu Qianhuai lost his blade, that is, he lost half of his power, so he naturally had to take the lead in three points!

Seeing the wind in both palms swaying out fiercely, it attacked him. Bu Qianhuai's eyes gathered, and the volume of Qing was still remembered in his heart, not in a hurry or slowly, and the tiger roared between the opening and closing of his fists, and there was a hidden style of a boxer master. Not to mention, if it was put in the previous life, even if it was a top killer, if it was bare-handed, Bu Qianhuai would be able to beat him twenty. However, for now, Bu Qianhuai is a general who has blocked Tang Xin's offensive. However, for Bu Qianhuai, who had just entered the realm of forging bones, he now had the Qing scroll of the Armor and Martial Scriptures, and he definitely had an extraordinary advantage, which was not much better than the disciples of the Gate Sect. Although the peak of Tang Xin's forging bones has been silent for a long time, it is still a wild way in the final analysis, and at that time, he was only struggling with his own foundation on the top of the competition, and Bu Qian was confident that he would defeat it.

With a piercing eye, the moves in his hand suddenly changed, and the fist intent of the wind was exerted to the extreme!

On the other hand, Tang Xin, between the palms rising and falling, was helpless and even more powerless.

'Every blow can't do the damage it deserves, and in the past, if you can't attack for a long time, I'm afraid there will inevitably be mistakes. The more he fights, the more frightened he becomes, a month ago, he was just a young man who could be defeated by one move, but he didn't expect that in a month, he had grown up to this point, Tang Xin was deeply surprised.

On the ring, you come and go, you come and go, and you are not happy, there are more than 50 moves.

This is the first rain after Bu Qianhuai came to this world, and it is also the first step to prove that Bu Qianhuai is famous all over the world! This is a starting point, and it is also the absolute first stop of being famous all over the world.

The figure moved, his right hand leaned forward, and then suddenly retracted, his eyes gathered: "A blow to the wind, the final form!"

Hearing the words, Tang Xin knew that the victory or defeat was in this punch. The palm wind was sharper and faster, vowing to interrupt Bu Qianhuai's extreme move.

At this moment, a childish fist smashed into Tang Xin's chest, and after a pause for a second, Bu Qianhuai's eyes widened, and he said softly: "Final Style, Linfeng!"

"Boom!" there was a bang, and the sound was like a muffled thunder, which made people lose their minds for a moment.

When people turned their minds, on the high platform of Nuoda, only Bu Qianhuai was left standing alone.

Bu Qianhuai looked down, but he was very strange in his heart, the task was not completed. And Tang Xin also stood up tremblingly, as if he was hurt incomprehensibly.

"Gentlemen, please listen to me. With a shake of his hand, he looked at the sky and said: "Now that the martial arts are prosperous, there are more than a dozen sect families in Liushang County alone, and my Heart Moon Sect is one of the best sects, and those in charge should be respected." But now that the old sect master has passed away, many elites of the sect have also gone west. The strength inside the sect is weak and empty, and the tigers and wolves outside the sect are looking at each other, and this is the autumn of critical survival!" slowly walked down the high platform: "At this moment, we should have supported and helped each other, but the sect has no owner, I don't know what is the focus, what is the feather." When it comes to qualifications, Xiaosheng is not as good as here. But the way of martial arts, the master is the teacher. Xiaosheng won the crown of Liuzhou's refining realm, with this strength, and even more with this belief to support the sect. Now that the sect is in danger of overturning, how can we stand idly by? Xiaosheng was lucky enough to win over you, for some of his own selfish motives, but even more for the continuation and development of the sect. Looking at the way everyone nodded slightly, Bu Qianhuai was secretly happy, and slowly paced: "Xiaosheng knows that he is proficient in force, but his qualifications are difficult to convince the public, so after succeeding as the sect master, he will definitely let the sect masters participate in the discussion of various affairs within the sect. "Say goodbye, bow in the direction of the main hall of the sect.

"This worship the soul of the old sect master, bless my heart and moon sect, for the sect, Xiaosheng will die without regrets!"

This scene is moving.

He Youwei, the sub-master of Liaobei, and Nan Kangyou, the sub-master of Liaodong, bowed to Bu Qianhuai: "Meet the sect master!"

Tang Xin also sighed lightly, and then his eyes were relieved, and he bowed to Bu Qianhuai: "Meet the sect master!"

Liao Gu, the conservative faction of Liao Nancheng, also closed his eyes lightly: "Liao Gu meets the sect master." ”

Zhao Ji looked around and bowed, and he could only bow his hand: "Zhao Ji meets the sect master!"

'Jingle bell, congratulations to the host, another task completed. ’