Nangong Zhao said in his heart, "How is it?"

Others watched Nangong Zhao keep staring at the box, but they didn't know what was in the box, so they could only guess that it was a long object. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Nangong Prince, what kind of treasure is this first reward, let's have long eyes. "Some people are already looking impatient. When one person said this, naturally many people echoed it. "That's right, what kind of treasure is it, don't hide it. ”

Nangong Xuan naturally heard everyone's restlessness, and was also a little unhappy in his heart, and passed the voice, "Zhao'er, what are you doing? Show this sword to everyone." ”

Nangong Zhao looked at Nangong Xuan and took out the object in the box, which was a sword.

"Wow, this... This... This is the crape myrtle sword. It's our Han holy sword Ziwei sword. Many knowledgeable people can't help but say. "This crape myrtle sword is really in Nangong's house, and it is really right that it was uploaded in the rivers and lakes. Others followed. When the three words Ziwei Sword were spoken, there was a lot of discussion, and the whole square immediately boiled, and many people and horses had the urge to rush up and grab the sword.

Ling Wenlong sighed, and suddenly burst into tears, "Alas, for this sword, take pity on my two good apprentices." ”

Lan Yue hurriedly comforted, "Brother Long, don't be sad. Life and death have their own destiny, and Jia Yi and Li Feng should have this catastrophe in their fate. He took out a silk scarf from his arms to wipe away the tears on Ling Wenlong's cheeks. Ling Wenlong nodded and stopped crying, but there was still a hint of melancholy in his breathing.

When the Shaolin abbot saw this sword, he lowered his head and folded his hands, and said in a low voice, "Amitabha, good and good." The whereabouts of this sword are known, and the bloody rain in the rivers and lakes is inevitable. ”

The head of Wudang, Qingxu Dao Chief, whispered to the two disciples, "You must ensure that this sword does not fall into the sects other than the six major sects, otherwise, there will be a big disaster in the rivers and lakes." ”

Among many sects, they thought that obtaining this sword was equivalent to being the agent of the imperial court in the rivers and lakes, and it was undoubtedly the leader of the martial arts alliance supported by the imperial court.

Huang Xiaoqiang took a closer look, it was indeed the Ziwei Sword, which he had seen on the weapon spectrum. Seeing everyone's various performances, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "Is this sword a holy sword or a magic sword?" Although it is nominally holy, it is used by people who are not right-minded, and because of it, they have committed many sins. Now everyone knows the whereabouts of the Ziwei Sword, although it is said on this table that the winner will get this sword in the end, but how many righteous people will do despicable things for it in the future. ”

That Nangong Zhao took out the Ziwei Sword and stood upright in the square, looking at Nangong Xuan without any expression. Nangong Xuan was displeased when he first saw the Ziwei Sword, and anger crossed his face for a while, but this anger turned away. glanced at Nangong Zhao again and motioned for him to continue. And the whole process is only for a moment.

Nangong Zhao pulled out his sword and motioned for everyone to be quiet. "Friends from the rivers and lakes, my Nangong family only found this sword with great difficulty a while ago, and it should have been sent directly to the capital to hand over the sword to the saint, but it was not appropriate to do so, which would damage the face of Huashan. Later, my father wanted to take today's opportunity to hand it over to Master Ling, but he didn't want to, and today Master Ling was willing to give up the search for the sword. In order to no longer kill this sword in the martial arts, my Nangong family specially takes this sword as the first prize. The final winner gets this sword, and naturally, the task of sending the sword also goes to the winner. ”

After listening to Nangong Zhao's words, all the Huashan disciples belittled the Huashan faction a little, and they couldn't help but feel angry, and they wanted to rush up to reason with Nangong Zhao, but they were all stopped by Ling Wenlong.

And Huang Xiaoqiang was in a daze at this time, the moment he drew his sword in Nangong Zhao, he felt an inexplicable surge of blood. And he also felt the Tiangang Sword behind him, and seemed to have an urge to take it out of the sheath to compete with the Ziwei Sword. Huang Xiaoqiang was thinking, "What is the connection between the magic sword and this holy sword?"

Nangong Zhao put the Ziwei sword into the sheath and bowed down to salute the heads of the six major factions one by one. Requested, "I also hope that all the heads will appreciate their faces and be the notaries of today's competition." I saw that the heads of the six major factions immediately got up, and each leaped to a point in the square, which happened to form a circle.

Nangong Zhao saw that the heads of the six major factions were in place, and with a gesture, the sound of gongs and drums immediately sounded. The sound of gongs and drums stopped for a moment, and Nangong Zhao raised the Ziwei sword again, and said loudly: "The competition has officially begun." ”

As soon as Nangong Zhao finished speaking, many disciples of the sect immediately rushed to the stage. Everyone stood together, looking at each other, and no one made the first move. At this time, a young man standing in the middle of the square said, "Come up together." The disciples of the other sects immediately looked at this person with anger on their faces. Then he scolded, "I don't know what to do, who are you, so arrogant, let the master teach you a lesson." Immediately, seven or eight disciples of the small sect rushed up and prepared to surround and beat this young man.

I saw that this person punched extremely fast, and in a moment, a pair of iron fists changed into countless fists, which were the seven wound fists of the Kongtong faction. The man threw his fist at seven or eight people who were coming at him at the same time. It's just that every time the punch is about to come to the person's body, one of the heads of the six major factions lifts that person up and throws him out of the field. The disciples who were thrown out of the field only felt that they were really glad that without these six masters to save them, they would have been beaten by this iron fist and could not take care of themselves.

Yue Haisong looked at this person and said angrily, "Tie Niu, why did you hit so hard as soon as you came up, fortunately we are here, otherwise you would have to kill them." Let's not take this as an example. ”

This person is the second disciple of the Kongtong faction, named Li Tieniu. Although the name is a little dirty, it is as powerful as the name of the person. This Li Tieniu glared angrily at the nameless disciple who was thrown down, and then scolded: "Hmph, count you lucky." Looking at his master again, his voice suddenly became much quieter, "Master, the disciple knows his mistake." But who told them to speak disrespectfully? ”

For the Kongtong faction's performance of speaking with strength, the other factions felt speechless. Master Xuan Ku is still the same, "Amitabha, good, good." ”

Li Tieniu can be said to have killed nearly ten disciples of the small sect in one move in seconds, and his fist is full of domineering. Originally, according to the rules, Li Tieniu could go off the field to rest, but he really hadn't exerted his strength yet, so naturally he didn't have to go down. So he walked around in the middle of the square, looking at the crowd outside the arena with an expression of who else.

Looking at this scene, some disciples of small sects had no courage to play. Although the disciples who started to play were all saved by the six masters, that is, there was no danger for them to play. But they were still afraid.

After a while, a young man in a long shirt with a sword came on. "Lujiang is a sword gate, Yin Jiantong, come to learn your Excellency's high moves. ”

Li Tieniu saw that Yin Jiantong's feet were weak and his eyes were blank, and guessed that this must be a person who usually indulges in excessive desires. mocked, "You worked too hard yesterday, and you dare to come to ask for advice before you have recovered today?"

This Li Tieniu deliberately wanted to make this person ugly, so he naturally deliberately amplified his voice. Some people outside the venue immediately burst into laughter, and many obscene people immediately echoed it, and what they said was naturally vulgar.

That Yin Jiantong was told the truth by Li Tieniu, his face was flushed but he didn't say anything to refute. Although this Yin Jiantong is a womanizer, he is a powerful character in Lujiang. He came to Xiangyang with his master yesterday, thinking that he had been traveling for many days and not approaching women, and he was so hungry and thirsty that he naturally wanted to go to the brothel to find Yunyu. Moreover, he himself has been longing for the land of fireworks in Xiangyang for a long time, so he naturally overworked too hard, so he will know that there will be a competition today. And there was no way, his master had to ask him to play, so he could only bite the bullet.

Yin Jiantong forcibly straightened his waist and replied, "Although the skill has not recovered, it is enough to deal with you." Look at the moves. ”

Yin Jiantong's moves are very ordinary, but the sword is very fast, which is somewhat similar to the Huashan sword technique. But Li Tieniu didn't care at all, after all, in his opinion, in the rivers and lakes, except for his master and a few heads of the main sects, martial arts belonged to him the strongest. This is just a kidney deficiency swordsman, and it is naturally not a problem to deal with it at will. Besides, Li Tieniu felt that this person's sword moves were too ordinary.

So Li Tieniu was a little arrogant, standing in place, letting go of a few moves before fighting, after all, the fight just now was too easy.

Yue Haisong looked at Li Tieniu's appearance, and was very angry in his heart, but he couldn't remind him clearly, so he could only scold in his heart, "Stupid." The guy who has no one in his eyes. Then I looked forward in my heart, this Li Tieniu didn't capsize in the gutter.