The young man saw that the old man had a childish face, not angry and arrogant, obviously a well-known figure in the rivers and lakes, and said respectfully: "What do you mean by this?"

The old man stroked his sparse beard and said, "The monk of Fojue Temple said that the purpose of holding the martial arts conference is to exchange martial arts experience and promote a new situation in the development of martial arts. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoHehe, that's a no-brainer. Let me ask you, since the battle between good and evil began fifteen years ago, this is the fifth conference, and which faction will be the final winner of the first four sessions?"

The young warrior pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that they are all monks from the Buddha Jue Temple. ”

The old man said, "Not bad. Exchanging martial arts experiences, that is the matter of the senior masters of the five sects, what does it have to do with these young disciples? ”

"And what is its purpose?"

"Do you think, the three monks of the Buddha Jue Temple's mind, heart stop, and mind are all masters of the heavens, the Shenglang faction and the Emperor Hui faction have two each, and the Seven Killing Sect and the Feng Pavilion have no one, it can be said that the strength of the older generation is superior to the Fojue Temple, they hold martial arts conferences, and the young disciples of the Fojue Temple have won repeatedly, doesn't it show the strength of his juniors? ”

Many warriors listened to what he said and nodded yes. The old man sneered: "What kind of martial arts conference, in my opinion, it should be called the hegemonic conference." When Lu Xiaoyuan heard the words "Hegemonic Conference", his heart was shocked, thinking about the situation when Guangyuan and Guangde went up the mountain to provoke that day, and felt that what the old man said was true.

A middle-aged woman said: "Actually, the Buddha Jue Temple held a martial arts conference, and another purpose was to encourage young disciples to practice hard and fight with the Bloodthirsty Sect in the future..."

The old man shouted, "What nonsense are you talking about!" The middle-aged woman knew that she had said the wrong thing, and hurriedly shut up. Lu Xiaoyuan looked at everyone's expressions, and said in his heart: "When I traveled to the rivers and lakes in the past, I had never heard of the name of the Bloodthirsty Sect, it seems that it was a change in color of the martial arts group talking about it, and I didn't even want to mention it. ”

A black short head said: "But it's really more popular than people, the young disciples of the five sects are close to the strength of the immortal position, and the great wisdom monk of the Buddha Jue Temple has reached the immortal position, grandma's, Lao Tzu has just reached the holy position recently." ”

A thin man in a green shirt sneered: "Iron Hand Buddha, although you and Fojue Temple are both the Three Treasures and the same faction, they are one underground and one heaven, and Fojue Temple has never invited you to the meeting, right?

The black short head said angrily: "Green snake, you are half human and half demon, and the Buddha Temple can't invite you to go, right? Lao Tzu went to the Buddha Temple, at most he was driven down, if you go, I am afraid that you will make snake meat soup for people." ”

Many warriors enhance their strength by taking the demon clan's inner pill and alien blood, and the accompanying negative impact is that they are infected with violent qi, and their appearance and physique are also assimilated by demon qi. This thin man in a green shirt lives in the barren mountains of southern Xinjiang, and he has drunk the blood of the Qingling Demon Snake, so his body has become so thin and weird. His strength increased greatly, and the warriors in the south did not dare to ridicule his appearance, so they gave him the nickname "Qingjiao Immortal".

When he heard the Iron Hand Buddha call him a "green-skinned snake", he was furious, and got up and shouted: "Dwarf donkey, let's not talk about the Buddha Jue Temple, I'll let you know first!" As he spoke, a bright red tongue stretched and contracted, like a poisonous snake.

The right arm is stretched out and grasps the Iron Hand Buddha. The sleeves of the Iron Hand Buddha's robe shook, and a crescent shovel appeared in his hand, slashing at the arm covered with scales, and the Frog Fairy's arm suddenly turned around and ran towards the Iron Hand Buddha's face door.

The Iron Hand Buddha shouted, his left fist gathered qi, and the frog Jiaoxian slapped a palm, the two of them each took three steps back, the Iron Hand Buddha felt a faint stinging pain in his fist, raised his fist to see, there were two more small tooth holes on the back of his hand, and black blood oozed out around the hole.

Looking at the frog fairy again, the crooked arm turned into a long snake at some point, the snake's head was red, and the two fangs were glowing with white light. Seeing that the Iron Hand Buddha was using all his luck to force the poison, the Frog Immortal smiled and said, "Dwarf donkey, do you know how powerful this Immortal is?"

Suddenly, the figure flashed, and an air shield stood in front of the Iron Hand Buddha, and the air shield was stained with green liquid, and the "snort" was straight to white gas. This liquid is obviously corrosive, and if the Iron Hand Buddha touches a little, it will be a disaster for the corpse to be lost.

The formation of the air shield was the old man who had just spoken, and the red light on his face flashed, and the air shield skyrocketed a few points, shaking all the liquid away, and said with a smile: "Everyone is a person from the rivers and lakes, why should a word of disagreement harm people's lives? ”

Qingjiao Immortal knew that the old man's name was "Turning the River Mirage Lou", he was a well-known figure in Qianzhou, although his cultivation was not very high, but his popularity was good, if he did it, he was afraid that it would cause public anger, and he laughed a few times, and said: "Hai Lao spoke, how dare he disobey him." "Sit back where you are, but you don't detoxify the Iron Hand Buddha.

The Iron Hand Buddha was afraid of moving violently, and the toxin traveled all over his body, so he didn't dare to move, and stood in place with all his strength to force the poison, and after a while, cold sweat trickled down from the corners of his forehead.

All the warriors knew that the Qingjiao Immortal was ruthless and poisonous, and they were unwilling to blame him for this reckless head, so they were silent. Su Wanling said in a low voice: "The green snake monster is so vicious, and let Monk Mang greatly damage his cultivation. ”

Although the voice was not loud, the Qingjiao Immortal seemed to hear it, and two sharp cone-like gazes shot towards Su Wanling. Su Wanling glanced at him, there was no fear on her face, but she didn't see it. Lu Xiaoyuan has traveled in the rivers and lakes for many years, and it seems that such fights are only common, and it is not surprising that Qingjiao Immortal killed the Iron Hand Buddha.

At this moment, the sound of hooves sounded in the distance, and a large puff of smoke and dust rolled in, and in a moment they arrived in front of the pavilion, and a young voice in the smoke and dust shouted: "Hey, monk, quickly dodge!"

But the Iron Hand Buddha was so engrossed in luck that he didn't know anything about the changes in external objects, so how could he hear it? First, a red dragon horse stopped too late and knocked the Iron Hand Buddha to the ground.

The passengers on the four dragon horses are all young ladies in splendid clothes and great style. The red dragon horse was a girl in red, her clothes were flying, and the mane of the dragon horse was flying, like a burning flame, and the girl gave birth to a delicate and handsome face, and her complexion was white and greasy, like a ball of cream.

She looked at the Iron Hand Buddha who fell to the ground with a blue face, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and she was dissatisfied: "Monk, don't you have eyes? Why did you block Miss Ben's way?" Behind her, a prince in a royal blue robe, Ge Ce, stepped forward immediately, pointed at the Iron Hand Buddha with a horsewhip, and shouted: "Get out of here, the young master is about to step over you!"

The Iron Hand Buddha was hit by the dragon horse, his breath was scattered, and the poison spread in his body, invading his heart in a moment, and he died on the spot before he could snort.

Just now Qingjiao Immortal injured the Iron Hand Buddha, it was caused by a quarrel, although Qingjiao Immortal provoked trouble first, and there was a reason for it, these four people were so domineering, it was really rare. Everyone looked at the stiff body of Tie Shoutou, they were all angry, and a few people couldn't bear it, and the four of them scolded with their fingers.

The blue-shirted boy pointed with a horsewhip, "You, you, you, you, come out!" he said and pulled out the long sword at his waist, his face was pale, and he was about to do it immediately.

The four warriors who shouted and scolded and were ordered by him were all irritable, took their swords in their hands, and stepped forward to attack together. The boy waved his long sword and fought with the four of them. Lu Xiaoyuan was watching the battle, and saw that the son's swordsmanship was not superb, but the strength attached to the long sword was extremely strong, and he was very surprised. But I heard Su Wanling whispering: "Look at his bracelets and rings." ”

Lu Xiaoyuan took a closer look and found that his gemstone gold bracelet and blue jade ring were all spiritual power accessories, which could increase his martial arts. The star bracelet worn by Su Wanling also has this effect, so she can see the mystery. Although the amplification power of Brother Gongzi's accessories is far less than Su Wanling's star bracelet, it is easy to deal with the four Xuan-rank martial artists, and after thirty rounds, he will not fall behind at all.

A yellow-robed boy stepped forward, holding two swords, one long and one short, and shouted with a smile: "Brother Li, let me help you." "The long sword is cut horizontally, the short sword is stabbed, and the style of moves is very different. The son-in-law surnamed Li got his help, and after a few moves, he gained the upper hand.

With a "poof" sound, the long sword of the yellow-robed boy broke the tendons of a young man, and the man's iron rod fell to the ground, dazed. Thinking that his years of hard work had come to naught, and that his ambition could no longer be realized, he was filled with grief and anger, and suddenly shouted loudly, and threw himself at the yellow-shirted boy.

The yellow-shirted boy sneered, and instead of dodging, he aimed the tip of his sword at the man's chest. In normal times, this man can block the long sword, at most he will only suffer a slight injury, but he is empty-handed at the moment, how can he resist?

Seeing that he was about to be disemboweled, the young man only felt a tightness in his lower abdomen, and was dragged back by someone in the air. I only heard a rough voice say, "Shame on you!" The green shadow flashed, but it was the green Jiaoxian who made a move.

The Qingjiao Immortal was in mid-air, and his arms turned into two long snakes, attacking the two sons respectively. The green snake was very ill, and the two sons were unguarded, they were entangled by the green snake, and when they saw the green snake's miserable white fangs biting at themselves, they screamed in surprise.

I only heard a cold snort, and a golden light swept in, and the green Jiaoxian saw that this piece of golden light was like a sharp axe, and did not dare to slack off, and the green snake let go of the two of them and avoided the golden mang's sweep.

Seeing the red-clothed girl dancing a golden nine-section whip attacking, the giant mouth of the frog fairy opened wide, and a cloud of pitch-black liquid sprayed towards the girl. The girl's left palm slapped out, and the intertwined energy of Xuanhuang followed, forcing the liquid towards the frog fairy.

The head of the frog fairy suddenly elongated and deflated, turning into a red-eyed snake head, and the two snake heads on the arm spewed out cyan qi together, and the three strands merged into one body, competing with the girl's Xuanhuang palm wind.