"Hey, Holy Son, who dares to kill my Holy Son of Qishi Mansion!"

The sound came from a distance, like a thunderous explosion, rolling endlessly, and in an instant, a black shadow had crossed the sea of people, and the figure had not arrived, and the right palm had already been patted.

A black palm print covered the sky and the sun, and suddenly slapped on the waist of the void shadow of the Sky Trapped Demon Seal, and the black dragon let out a roar, which immediately dissipated into the air.

"Bastard!"

With a burst of shouting, a figure in a navy blue robe suddenly appeared on the stage, his right hand stretched out, and the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath, and a shocking sword intent rushed straight to the sky, forcing this figure down.

The Central Plains Sword King Wu Banshan! Very strong! Worthy of being a swordsman at the Methodist level! Fu Yan squinted slightly.

Wu Banshan's face was extremely gloomy, his eyes flashed with essence, and he said coldly: "Qiao Beihong, you are so bold, you dare to meddle in the fair competition of the Central Plains Competition?"

With this question, everyone's faces changed drastically, and they couldn't help but look at the field.

"Qiao Beihong, is he Qiao Beihong, the leader of the Northern Sect Martial Arts?"

"He hasn't been out of the mountain for a long time, hasn't he? Why did he suddenly come to Jinling this time?"

"The Holy Son of Qishi is his registered disciple, of course he is going to make a move. ”

"Heh, he just wants to have a relationship with Qishi Mansion, do you think he doesn't know that the Central Plains is more than outsiders who are not allowed to interfere?"

"Shhhh ”

Everyone was talking, and Fu Yan also had a rough idea in his heart, and when he looked up, he saw a middle-aged man in gray standing next to the Holy Son of Qishi.

The face of the Chinese character, thick ink eyebrows, long hair and high bundles, a majestic figure, the whole person is as tall as a sword, the whole body is like a tide, and there is a strong spirit invisibly.

He looked at Wu Banshan, his pupils constricted, and he suddenly smiled: "Wu Zhangjiao, I, Qiao Beihong, take action, when do you need to take care of it?"

Wu Banshan trembled lightly with a long sword in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "This is the Central Plains Dabi, the old man is the prison judge, and he should maintain fairness, what do you mean by interfering in the martial arts Dabi?"

Qiao Beihong frowned slightly, was silent for a moment, and suddenly said: "Central Plains Dabi, hey! Any martial arts competition can challenge the championship, I shot today, I want to participate in the competition, challenge the championship!"

"Challenge the champion?" Wu Banshan frowned, and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Qiao Beihong.

He said lightly: "I am Chinese New Year's Eve nine years old today, and I am not confused, and I happen to be qualified to challenge for the championship, does Wu Zhangjiao have any objections?"

Wu Banshan didn't make a splash, just looked at the Holy Son of Qishi with a calm face.

The Holy Son of Qishi clenched his teeth and was silent for a long time before he hated and said, "I admit defeat, she is the champion." ”

Qingge smiled faintly.

The Holy Son of Qishi said in a deep voice to Qiao Beihong: "This person actually killed me, Master, please." ”

Qiao Beihong's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he said in a deep voice: "Holy Son, don't worry. ”

"Hmm. The Holy Son of Qishi glanced at Qingge, snorted coldly, and walked off the stage.

Wu Banshan looked at the scene in front of him, his brows were also furrowed, he glanced at Qiao Beihong deeply, and said in a deep voice: "Since it is the challenge champion, the old man will not interfere." ”

"Hmph!" Qiao Beihong snorted coldly, with a cold killing intent in his eyes, and looked straight at Qingge.

He grinned and said, "Little doll, do you dare to fight?" or admit defeat yourself?"

Qingge glanced at him lightly and said, "Just make a move." ”

"Very good!" Qiao Beihong shook his head, making a crackling sound, and an incomparably domineering momentum suddenly surged out of his body.

"This Qiao Beihong is so shameless!"

"It's obviously to avenge the Holy Son of Qishi, but he said it so high-soundingly. ”

"Master Qingge is too young, and he is going to suffer a loss now. ”

Everyone was extremely indignant, but they dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, so they could only discuss quietly and secretly spit out a mouthful of phlegm.

And at this moment, a faint voice suddenly came: "Wait." ”

The voice was not loud, and the tone was very flat, but it reached everyone's ears clearly.

Everyone suddenly raised their eyes and looked at it, and their eyes were full of doubt.

At such times, is there any?