"Leave?" the corners of Li Zifeng's mouth twitched, and his eyes revealed bitterness that he had never felt before, "The Hengshan faction is huge, and the eyeliner is all over the place, not to mention the Linxiu Dart Bureau scattered all over the place. Where can I flee to?"

There was silence in the secret room, and the dim light of the two sitting opposite each other reflected the sadness on their faces very clearly.

Shen Zhiping let out a long sigh, stood up, picked up a palm-sized dark black wooden box from the nearest shelf, and handed it to Li Zifeng. The box is on the nearest shelf, and it looks like it has been prepared for a long time.

The shape of the box is simple, made of golden silk nanmu, and it has undergone special spice treatment, but this box has been extraordinary, and the contents of the box are only more amazing.

"Zifeng, no matter what choice you make, I can only help you get here, I really don't want to see a change between your master and apprentice. This little box was meant to be given to you, but now it's just a little early, so you can take it with you!"

Shen Zhiping looked at the box, his eyes obviously showed a little reluctance, Li Zifeng was thinking about it, but he didn't pay attention.

Li Zifeng bowed slightly and saluted back, "Okay! Thank you, uncle!"

"Go ahead, there are a few great characters in this competition, be careful! I'll go down the mountain tomorrow. ”

Li Zifeng put the box away closely, and the master and nephew walked out of the secret room.

The competition on the mountainside was in full swing, and the secret guard who returned to the mountain was also a little uneasy, thinking about when he should tell Ouyang Ze the news, the current martial arts conference is not over yet, if there is no senior brother, who can suppress the masters of the rest of the factions?

But the secret guard also has a rule that he must pass on the clues he found to Ouyang Ze as soon as possible, if the information is delayed, it will be a big crime, and it can be punished as a traitor, and it is not too much to be killed.

Another secret guard patted Yi Hao's shoulder and reminded, "Yu Hao, what's the matter? The head of the sect is now on the mountainside, don't you go quickly!"

Yi Hao gritted his teeth and cleaned up all his emotions, "Oh, I suddenly remembered that there were some problems with the accounts of a batch of medicinal materials from Elder Yaodan, and the head of the sect ordered me to check one or two a few days ago, and we went to check the accounts first and then went to the mountainside to report together." ”

"Good!"

The tone of the other shadow guard seemed to be indifferent for thousands of years, and he naturally agreed to Yi Hao's proposal.

This martial arts conference was completely different from the past, the morning competition was unexpectedly tragic, the three disciples died on the spot, and the head of the sect stand had a gloomy face.

Lu Xiaoge was half a hundred years old, still had black hair and a ruddy complexion, and he couldn't see his real age, thinking that he was a swinger who was unruly in the world. Sitting on the top of the stands, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, looking at the martial arts conference competition below that far exceeded the point, it meant inexplicable.

The death of a few people, there is no noise from the head of a certain faction, and it seems that it is reasonable for everyone to have a few deaths in this martial arts conference. After a series of time in the Lingye Palace, it is determined to eradicate the Lingye Palace, and the weight of each faction is to show its strength through this competition, and the right to speak will be in the hands of the stronger sects, and it is not surprising that it is not surprising to work hard.

Most of the elite disciples of various factions have a certain amount of experience in the rivers and lakes, and they have seen red kill people, so there will not be much discomfort in this kind of scene.

In the morning match, there was a big difference in the course of each ring, with only 10 matches in the first round of the competition between Ring 1 and Ring 3, while 15 matches were played in Ring 2.

"Senior brother, you're here! There are a few powerful characters in the No. 1 ring, the Qingcheng faction's Wuyazi defeated the Qingyang faction's Shen Buqing with just one move, this Shen Buqing is a figure who has been famous in the rivers and lakes for a long time, with first-class light skills and superb knife skills, he is definitely the top master of the younger generation, and the one who pressed Shen Qingyang over there lost was one loss of ten......" As soon as Xu Zining saw Li Zifeng coming to his side, he was very excited to talk to Li Zifeng about the battle in the morning competition.

"Who opened the village?" Li Zifeng glanced at Xu Zining, and Xu Zining shrank his head a little weakly.

Li Zifeng has dealt with Shen Qingyang, this person's knife skills are fierce and domineering, and his body skills are also superior, even if Li Zifeng asks himself, he is not completely sure of this person, it seems that this game is not as easy as imagined, Li Zifeng glanced at Wu Yazi who was standing in a green shirt in the crowd, with a long body and a little thin.

No matter how things develop, this leader, he Li Zifeng is determined to win!

The fierceness of the various factions in the morning did not dampen the enthusiasm of the game, and the iron blood of the people in the rivers and lakes began to permeate.

......

"No. 37, Mu Qing of the Tianxin faction, No. 38 Li Zifeng of the Hengshan faction!" The voice of the elder of the Hengshan faction who announced the battle list attracted the attention of almost all the audience.

Li Zifeng was dressed in a moon-white robe, holding a sword in front of him in his left hand, and naturally carrying his right hand behind him, his clothes fluttering and handsome. Slowly walked into the ring, and suddenly there was a burst of discussion from the audience.

"This chief disciple of the Hengshan Sect is really extraordinary!"

"Senior brother!" the little junior sister of the Hengshan faction looked infatuated.

"I, I'm going to the Hengshan Sect to learn martial arts!" A young lady from the family blushed shyly, looked at Li Zifeng in the No. 2 ring with burning eyes, and the housekeeper on the side sighed helplessly.

Above the stands

"What a handsome offspring!" Yi Sanniang's eyes lit up

......

Mu Qing of the Tianxin Sect, the eldest disciple of the Tianxin Sect, understood the Tianxin Decision as early as the age of fifteen, and was the only disciple of the same generation who could be compared with Li Zifeng, and the heart and liver of the head of the Tianxin Sect. The current head of the Tianxin Sect was looking at his apprentice with a worried face on the side of the ring, so that he could rescue him in time.

Mu Qing's little face was crimson, her eyes didn't dare to look directly at Li Zifeng, she held her sword and clenched her fists, "It's polite!"

Li Zifeng was expressionless, and returned a salute, "Please!"

The head of the Tianxin faction had an angry look on his face, "Xiaoqing, what's the matter!"

Mu Qing pursed her lips, pressed her right hand on the hilt of the sword, staggered her feet, and saw a flash of cold light, and there were suddenly countless butterflies dancing in the field. Li Zifeng's eyes froze, his whole body tensed, but he still remained motionless.

"Why don't you move? I'm going to draw my sword!"

Mu Qing seemed to be everywhere, and she couldn't tell the figure of this Tianxin Sect disciple at all. Everyone in the audience couldn't laugh anymore at this time.

The head of the Tianxin faction held his forehead with his hand, "Oops!"

Lu Xiaoge said with a smile, "The only thing that can defeat Li Zifeng in this is this girl, but unfortunately this girl has insufficient actual combat experience." ”

The erratic shadow surrounded Li Zifeng's body, the silver bell-like voice could not distinguish the source, the shadow speed increased, and a long sword glowing with cold light flew in the shadow. Li Zifeng took a step with his left foot, and Mu Qing's sword skimmed past the place where Li Zifeng was standing just now.

Suddenly, the shadow in the field stopped, turning into a cute little girl, holding a long sword, pouting a little unhappy, "You can see me, I lost!"

Li Zifeng said calmly, "I can hear the sound of the jade pendant on your sword colliding. ”

When the head of the Tianxin Sect in the audience saw that the elder was about to announce the result of the competition, he shouted unwillingly, "Wait, wait, Qing'er, you haven't tried that trick yet, and you haven't lost yet." ”

"However, the Flying Phoenix Dance will kill people, I don't want to ......"

"Hey, you dead girl, you're mad at me! You, you come down for me, see that I don't break your legs......"

There were sighs all around, the head of the Tianxin faction couldn't hold back, his face was blue, and a game to win by appearance was over, Xu Zining looked at Li Zifeng's eyes and shining.

Another game of Zhou Wenxian, a disciple of the Hengshan faction, was not so easy.

Zhou Wenxian's opponent is a disciple of a third-rate sect, Tiandimen, once the top sect in the rivers and lakes, the recent generations of talents have withered, and the sect is barely maintained, Wei Limo can also receive an invitation is also the Hengshan faction For the sake of his long heritage, Wei Limo on the stand crooked his mouth and pretended to be calm. As soon as he saw Yin Yu on the field, he almost slashed the Hengshan sect disciple out of the ring with one palm, and he couldn't hold back the shock in his heart, and pulled off a small handful of his beard, which still hurts.

He didn't know how to practice this disciple he picked up, and when he was seventeen years old, his master had already been defeated!

Zhou Wenxian gasped, his mind was highly concentrated, and in less than a stick of incense, this person performed fist techniques, leg techniques, claw techniques, palm techniques, and body techniques, all of which reached the first-class level. And this person's fusion of these kung fu has reached a state of freewheeling.

Zhou Wenxian thought to himself that if he only had a first-class level of attainments in one or two kung fu, he would definitely be able to win the battle, but now he was just thinking about how not to lose too ugly!

Yin Yu's left hand was claw-like behind him, his right hand was clenched into a fist in front of his chest, and his toes were diagonally facing each other, maintaining an extremely strange posture apart, and he was about to pounce like a hungry wolf.

Zhou Wenxian gritted his teeth, mobilized his true qi, and used his body to overflow with sword energy, and stabbed straight at the door with a sword. Yin Yu moved outward on the tip of one foot to lower his center of gravity, and turned his head to dodge a sword. At this time, when Zhou Wenxian's sword was not in time, his left hand clawed towards Zhou Wenxian's right hand holding the sword, and his right hand turned into a fist and faced Zhou Wenxian's chest.

Zhou Wenxian's right wrist turned the long sword and slashed directly at the left hand that wanted to grab the sword. At the same time, his left hand was on Yin Yu's palm, Zhou Wenxian suddenly secretly complained, this person is proficient in all kinds of kung fu with hands and feet, especially good at palm skills, Zhou Wenxian suddenly had blood in his chest, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood almost spurted out directly.