The beginning of the martial arts conference was not very calm.

The reason for this is that the people of Qingyue Villa stopped a group of black-clothed people who followed the beggar gang at the Shaolin Mountain Gate, even though the head of the beggar gang explained that the group of people were friends from the other side pavilion, but Chu Zhongyue, who rushed to hear the news, recognized Ji Ling standing in it.

Ji Ling really looks very similar to Ji Rong when he was young, so those who have seen Ji Rong can't help but have doubts about Ji Ling's identity.

"I once saw Ji Rong, the head of the Qingtong Tomb, this young man is eight points similar to that Ji Rong, I don't know what the relationship between the little brother and Ji Rong is. Feng Yuqing of the Huashan Sword Sect stroked his long beard and said unhurriedly.

At this time, Ji Ling and the others were surrounded by various gate factions, and they expected that this group of people of unknown origin would not be able to escape, so they seemed very calm and calm.

Chu Zhongyue had never seen Ji Rong, otherwise how could he have put Ji Ling in Qingyue Villa for ten years, so when he saw Feng Yuqing open his mouth at this time, he was not in a hurry to speak, but just pretended to be grim and watched from the sidelines.

Ji Ling didn't speak, but still held his sword and looked coldly at the people around him who were looking at them vigilantly.

He only came to his senses now, he shouldn't have let Chu Yuntang leave easily last night, otherwise he wouldn't have fallen into this embarrassing situation before he started.

"I've also been to the Qingtong Tomb before, so I have a good impression of the twenty-eight elders who are famous in the Qingtong Tomb, and these people around this little brother also look very similar to the Qingtong Tomb Elders. Feng Yuqing's junior brother Gu Changtian also spoke on the side, he was obviously smiling unhurriedly, but there was a trace of killing intent in his eyes.

"I'm afraid you're mistaken, this is the person from the other side of the pavilion, and it is also a friend of my beggar gang, and those who have been to the pass may know that these people are the moon deer, fire house and water guide boss of the other side pavilion, how can they be the elders of the Qingtong Tomb. Yan Nan, the deacon elder of the beggar gang, saw that there were more and more people around him, so he opened his mouth to help Ji Ling and the others out of the siege.

As Yan Nan spoke, he glanced at Chu Zhongyue, who was watching from the sidelines, and thought that Qingyue Villa was not far from the other side of the pavilion, so he looked at Chu Zhongyue and said, "Qingyue Mountain Villa is also in Guanzhong, presumably the owner of Chu Zhuang also recognizes that this is the master of the other side pavilion, not the old man of Qingtong Tomb." ”

Chu Zhongyue saw Yan Nan throwing the words to himself, so he took a step forward, and seemed to look at the Yuelu and the others carefully, before he spoke: "This is indeed the master of the other side of the pavilion, but the other side of the pavilion only appeared in Guanzhong six years ago, and the fall of the Qingtong tomb was eleven years old. Eleven years ago, it was also my Chu someone, the palace master, the Wen Pavilion master, and others who killed Ji Rong to avenge my brother Yu Wutrace, but we didn't find the twenty-eight elders and Ji Rong's son. It is not impossible to say that these friends of your gang are the people who escaped from the Qingtong Tomb back then. ”

After that, Chu Zhongyue set his eyes on Ji Ling, and when he saw that Ji Ling was really staring at him with resentful eyes, he felt great joy in his heart, thinking that this stinky hairy boy had really taken the bait.

"That's right, these masters in Elder Yan's mouth, I look quite like the Yangtian Three Guards in the Twenty-Eight Shadow Guards. Gu Changtian said slowly.

Looking at the current situation, Chu Zhongyue didn't know what kind of means he used to make the people of Huashan become pawns in his hands, but these shadow guards still didn't understand how the destruction of the Evil God Temple was a trap and how Chu Zhongyue saw through it.

Among them, only Ji Ling alone understands the reason.

"I am indeed the son of Ji Rong, the head of the Qingtong Tomb, Ji Ling. Seeing the current situation, Ji Ling expected Chu Zhongyue to make a big fuss about their identity, so he didn't hide it, and told his identity bluntly, "They are indeed the shadow guard elders of the Qingtong Tomb. ”

His words had just fallen, and the martial arts people around them who were still watching the show all pulled out their swords and aimed them at them. They have no enmity with the Qingtong Tomb, but back then, the head of the Qingtong Tomb killed his brother Yu Wuji's family for a book of Lechuan Chronicles, which is an intolerable thing in the eyes of these martial arts decency.

Although Ji Rong is dead, his son and his subordinates are now here, no matter what they are here for, they are decent people who have the obligation to cut down these remnants and eradicate the harm to the martial arts.

The only ones who didn't do it were the beggars who still treated them as friends.

Yan Nan stood in front of Ji Ling, put the cane in his hand on the ground, and said sharply: "Even if they are the old people of Qingtong Tomb, they have not done anything to hurt the heavens and reason, everyone present is a decent person in martial arts, and now it is indiscriminate, it is too much." ”

"How can Elder Yan be sure that they haven't done anything that hurts the heavens and reason?" Chu Zhongyue took a step forward, then turned his head to face the rest of the people, and said loudly, "You are coming to Shaomu Mountain now, in addition to this annual martial arts conference, it is more important to discuss the matter of jointly eradicating the Wuji Gate and the Evil God Temple. If I say that the current Evil God Temple is the former Qingtong Tomb, I wonder if Elder Yan can still regard them as your friends. ”

"What evidence do you have?" asked Yan Nan.

"My son Chu Xiu saw with his own eyes that the people who broke into the Cliff Villa that day to steal the blood Ruyi Evil God Temple used the star formation of the Qingtong Tomb Shadow Guard. Chu Zhongyue said in a deep voice.

Although this is true, Chu Xiu Fei did not say this to Chu Zhongyue, and besides, Chu Xiu Fei is now a dead man in the eyes of everyone, and almost no one will have doubts about the truth of this sentence.

"Then why didn't you say it that day?" Yan Nan asked again.

"That's because I didn't expect the person from the Qingtong Tomb to appear that day, just because it was a coincidence. It wasn't until today that I connected that incident with the Qingtong Tomb, and only then did I realize that the Qingtong Tomb Elder standing in front of us was a member of the Evil God Temple. Chu Zhongyue's tone was too determined, making the people around him believe in this sentence.

"Yes, after the fall of the Qingtong Tomb, we did take refuge in the Temple of the Evil God. Yuelu walked out of the silent shadow guard and said indifferently.

"It seems that you are here today, because you know that the various factions of the martial arts are going to jointly eradicate the Evil God Temple, and you have come to fight?" Feng Yuqing smiled kindly, but his hand unconsciously clenched the sword in his hand, although he was a little old, the sword was not old, and he believed that if he fought alone with a shadow guard, it would be absolutely impossible for him to lose.

Ji Ling saw that the situation had deteriorated a little, so he opened his mouth and denied it: "No, we are here for-"

It is to get justice for the tomb of Qingtong.

"It's to get justice for my evil god temple. ”

Outside the crowd, a woman's voice sounded, which did not sound thick or loud, but very soft, but shocked the hearts of those present.

Hearing this, the people present followed the prestige one after another, and saw a man in black wearing a black bat-pattern mask coming towards the crowd with a beautiful light skill, and in a short time, the man in black had already landed on Ji Ling's side.

As soon as she landed, the shadow guards bowed their heads and said, "Welcome to the evil god." ”

Seeing that the night brocade clothes fell on his side, Ji Ling subconsciously took a step back, and also bowed his head and said, "My lord." ”

But Chu Zhongyue's face tightened, and he secretly clenched his fists, he only hoped that Chu Yuntang had already brought the words, and Ye Jinyi could also know not to have any threats here.

Chu Zhongyue was already gambling, and to this day, the only chips in his hand were Ren Xiaodu, who was taken away by himself. If Ye Jinyi had already taken revenge and disregarded Ren Xiaodu's life, and insisted on fighting with him Chu Zhongyue here, then he could only break the net with Ye Jinyiyu.