It stands to reason that the people of Lingyin Temple have made meritorious contributions to stopping the murderer's blood butcher and protecting the people.

However, Li Ying didn't have the slightest sign of approval, he put his hands behind his back and looked cold, and after the monks saluted, he didn't return the salute, but just glanced at the elder Kongjian coldly.

In that battle, if it weren't for the deep internal strength of Elder Kongjian to open the entrance, he withstood most of the Blood Butcher's attack and prevented him from getting out, I'm afraid that the Blood Butcher would have escaped safely.

Therefore, for Li Ying, Elder Kongjian was not only not a hero, but also the culprit who killed his grandfather, but this matter could not be announced to the public, and he could not show any hostility towards Elder Kongjian, so he could only regard it as invisible.

Li Ying looked at Ning Xiaoyu, a trace of heat flashed in his eyes, but his face showed just the right amount of sadness, and said softly: "Xiaoyu, are you okay?"

......

Huaiyang Mansion, in the Canghai Gang, the martial arts conference has begun, and a re-expanded and repaired arena is densely packed with tens of thousands of people at this time.

In the center of the arena, there are three high platforms made of boulders, which is the place of the competition, and there are two warriors on each high platform who are dueling.

The rules of the martial arts tournament are extremely simple, the martial artist takes the stage to accept the challenge, the winner stays, and the loser is disqualified.

The longer you hold on to the stage, the stronger the person, and if you can stand to the end, you can become the supreme martial arts!

Today is the third day of the martial arts conference, and the strength of the people competing in martial arts is also the eighth layer of internal force, and the champion of the two high platforms is a first-class master of the ninth layer of internal force.

Those eliminated martial artists, unless they are seriously injured, most of them will not choose to leave immediately, but will stand under the stage and continue to observe, because the battle between masters can often bring a lot of inspiration to people and help break through the bottleneck.

After a few rounds of battles, the last eighth-layer champion was finally defeated, and the frequent attacks of first-class masters made the conference completely enter the white-hot stage.

This martial arts conference not only determines the ownership of the title of martial arts supreme, but also a contest between Huaiyang warriors and warriors of the Divine Witch Kingdom, which is related to the face of the entire Huaiyang martial arts!

Therefore, when it is the turn of the warriors of the two sides to fight, as long as the Huaiyang side wins, the audience will erupt in earth-shattering cheers, and if it is the people of the Divine Witch Country who win, it will inevitably be booed.

Despite occupying the advantage of the home field, the situation on the Huaiyang side is not optimistic, among the ten champions, seven are from the Divine Witch Country, and only three are the local warriors of Huaiyang.

After two more battles, two more Huaiyang champions were defeated. In this way, the side of the Divine Witch Kingdom has completely gained the upper hand, so although there are few people in the Divine Witch Kingdom watching the battle in the audience, everyone has a proud smile on their faces.

On the fourth day, the Divine Witch Kingdom dispatched a strong man who opened the entrance, named Shang Kun, who defeated fifteen first-class masters of Huaiyang Mansion in a row, and stood on the high platform with absolute strength, and no one was invincible.

In the end, Huaiyang, an old monster who had been hidden for many years, finally couldn't help it, and brazenly challenged Shang Kun, fighting fiercely for half an hour, and lost in one move!

At this point, whether you want to or not, Xian Caiyun must stand up.

Otherwise, the martial arts conference she initiated will become a big joke, and in the future, she will not only obey people's orders, but also suffer from the scolding of the entire Huaiyang martial arts.

......

On the third floor of Chunlai Restaurant, near the window, the three of them sit at the same table, from here you can overlook the big competition field of the Canghai Gang, and take in the situation of the martial arts conference.

After the start of the conference, most of the restaurants and houses around where you can watch the game have been contracted, and the place where these three people sit cannot be bought with money, and being able to sit here is a symbol of identity and strength in itself.

In the past few days, there has been no shortage of powerful nobles and powerful warriors who want to occupy this position, but without exception, they have all been left behind in the restaurant by the white-clothed young man among the three.

Yesterday, the actual controller of the current Huaiyang Mansion, a cousin of Cheng Lu, the second prince of the Shenwu Kingdom, did not believe in evil and ordered the three of them to leave, and then he, along with his guards, was also treated in the same way, and until now, there has been no revenge from the prince.

The other people on the same third floor had seen the terrible young man in white, and they saw that he looked like he was not close to anyone, so they subconsciously kept their distance from him.

There was a young girl sitting next to the young man in white, with bright eyes and bright teeth, and her aura was compelling, she glanced downstairs, her little face showed a look of hatred, and said to the young man: "Brother Ziming, it was this woman who killed my mother, and imprisoned me in the room, and I was not allowed to go out." ”

These three people are Zhao Ziming, Lie Meng and Ling'er.

After leaving the Cold Moon Gate that day, Zhao Ziming went straight to Huaiyang Mansion City, and he was about to go to Fu Danqing to settle accounts, but he met Lie Meng and Ling'er in the restaurant.

When the old people met, they smiled and talked freely, and the three of them had an understanding of their lives after parting.

After Ling'er and Aunt Qiu followed Fu Danqing back to the Cold Moon Gate, Aunt Qiu handed over the Lie family's physical cultivation classic "Agni Fire Gong" to Xian Caiyun on the condition of ensuring Ling'er's safety, and soon died of depression.

Although Ling'er has not been abused, she is an eleven or twelve-year-old girl, both parents have died, and she has been sent to the fence, and the life she has lived in the past two years is no longer better than if she does not need to think about it.

And when he heard Lie Meng say that his son, that is, Ling'er's father, was actually framed to death by Fu Danqing, Zhao Ziming couldn't help but be stunned, and then expressed his grievances with Fu Danqing.

Lie sighed fiercely: "The world is impermanent, but it is full of coincidences, Fu Danqing is ungrateful, full of evil, brother, we must not let him go this time." ”

After listening to Ling'er's words, Zhao Ziming smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, Ling'er, I will definitely help you avenge later." ”

......

Shang Kun stood on the high platform, his eyes swept over the unfamiliar faces under the stage, feeling the undisguised disgust and rejection of those Huaiyang Mansion people towards him, the joy brought by the winning streak was like snow splashed by boiling water, melted cleanly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously tightened.

Shang Kun was less than fifty years old, and he possessed such martial arts cultivation, and was known as a rare martial arts wizard in the Divine Witch Kingdom, and it was rumored that he might even impact the supreme Yuan Realm in the future.

Because of family reasons, he took refuge under the command of the second prince Chenglu, and this time he went out with the army, thinking that he could make contributions and help the second prince win the crown prince's throne and pave a glorious road for his future.

Unexpectedly, yesterday the news came from the gods and witches that the eldest prince had been given the position of the crown prince, and the second prince was divided into princes, and he would never be allowed to step into the gods and witches again.

For Shang Kun and those who follow the second prince, it is tantamount to exile, forever losing hope of returning to his homeland, and this small territory will become his future refuge.

In this way, the significance of this martial arts battle is far from being as simple as getting the false name of the martial arts supreme, it is related to the face and even the life of the warriors who went out with the army of the Divine Witch Country.

In fact, Shang Kun is not the strongest person in the battle, originally there was a general under the command of the second prince, and his strength was above him. It's just that last night, the second elder of the gods and witches, Cheng Jian, suddenly visited and told Shang Kun that Fu Danqing, the leader of the Canghai Gang, had broken through to an innate powerhouse and reached an agreement with the second prince.

Fu Danqing recognized the rule of the second prince over the Huaiyang Mansion, and the latter was not allowed to interfere in this martial arts conference.

Shang Kun understood that if it were him, he would not hesitate to agree to this agreement, after all, the second elder Cheng Jian would return to the Divine Witch Kingdom sooner or later, if Fu Danqing intended to get involved in Huaiyang, the second prince would definitely not be able to resist an innate powerhouse.

The cold breeze blows, bringing a faint fragrance, and a slender woman appears on the high platform, her face is like a peach blossom, her skin is like clotted fat, and she is unbelievably beautiful.

"The Cold Moon Gate, the Slender Clouds, came to ask for advice. ”

Shang Kun took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes. Cheng Jian also told him that according to the agreement, Fu Danqing would not participate in the conference, and whether he could get what he wanted had to rely on himself and a pair of fists.

Moreover, the time for Xian Caiyun to break through to the entrance is still short, and he will go all out to win big.

......

Xian Caiyun raised his hand lightly, and a green onion white jade finger passed through Shang Kun's arms with lightning speed, and pointed at his chest, and when he was full of strength, the latter's face turned pale, and he took more than ten steps back, and after standing still, he said dejectedly: "I lost in the next place." ”

Shang Kun knew that the other party had left his hand just now, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to take a few steps back, at least he would be seriously injured and out, and he would even be killed.

Before going out to fight, it seemed that in order to compensate him, Cheng Jian had guided him in martial arts for two days with the Innate Honor, which made his strength increase a lot, and since then he has known the horror of the innate powerhouse.

And Xian Caiyun has a congenital-level husband, even if the previous background is not as deep as herself, it is not difficult to catch up, and today's battle is clear.

Innate!

Innate!

Shang Kun's heart suddenly had an infinite yearning for that magical realm, he jumped off the high platform, passed through the Huaiyang people who were screaming and cheering loudly because of the victory of the Slender Cloud, and ignored the people in his own camp, and silently walked out of the Canghai Gang.

After this defeat, he suddenly saw what he really longed for in his heart, strength. He made up his mind, and when he went back, he adjusted his condition and began to retreat.

The road to congenital is bumpy, I fight with my life, although I have no regrets about death!

......

The wind blew more and more tightly, and layers of lead clouds floated in the distant sky, hanging low in the sky, tumbling and surging, as if there was some terrifying monster in it, giving people great depression.

"Martial Arts Supreme!"

"Martial Arts Supreme!"

Xian Caiyun stood on the high platform a little blankly, accepting the admiration of thousands of Huaiyang warriors. It's just that her long-cherished wish has been fulfilled, but for some reason, she doesn't have much joy in her heart.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and the Canghai Gang also rushed out to reserve a seat in the restaurant, preparing to celebrate, and the huge martial arts arena was empty in an instant.