The appearance of Liu Tianjiang shocked the entire Tianxianglou, and around the high platform, those sharp-eyed heroes looked at the four people on the competition platform with excited looks. The voices around the high platform have long been boiling, except for some old rivers and lakes, many rookies in the rivers and lakes have accused Liu Tianjiang of disturbing the eight factions of martial arts.

The whole person was submerged in the blood light, the long sword in Liu Tianjiang's hand flashed with a dazzling cold blood light, and his old face was reflected on the blade, but his eyes were deep and could not be spied on. "The apprentice is dead, how can I turn a deaf ear as a master. The long sword in his hand turned into a blood light and went straight to Abbot Fang Yan and Zijin Zhenren behind Cao Haotian.

Cao Haotian looked at the menacing Liu Tianjiang, his face turned pale, he quickly stepped forward and the strong wind between his hands was fierce, and an internal energy quickly blocked Liu Tianjiang's sword qi. "Brother Liu, there must be a misunderstanding here, and I hope you will give your younger brother time to find out the truth. Today, on the occasion of the martial arts meeting of the eight factions of the milk martial arts..."Cao Haotian's forehead was like beads, and his robe was soaked in an instant, and he tried his best to block the blood-colored sword qi that came from the rushing face, and shouted with difficulty.

"Eight factions will be martial?" Liu Tianjiang held the sword in his right hand and gently slashed down from the sky, and the blood-colored sword light slashed even more violently towards Cao Haotian's hands, with a faint aura of Dai Qing's body protection. He glanced at Cao Haotian, who had a strange face, with a disdainful face, and shouted to the rest of the heads of the various factions on the main throne, "The matter of killing my disciples has nothing to do with you, if the six heads insist on being the head of the Shaolin and Emei factions, Liu will definitely accompany them to the end." ”

The five people on the main seat glanced back at each other, and they all seemed to have no intention of interfering in the affairs of Wujian Villa and Shaolin and Emei, but due to the friendship of the eight factions, the six people flew to the edge of the competition platform, as if they had the intention of joining the battle array, but they stood behind Fang Yan and Zijin.

At this time, everyone saw that Cao Haotian was gradually at a disadvantage, Abbot Fang Yan and Zijin Zhenren stepped forward quickly, and the strong wind in the sleeve robes of the two of them suddenly rose, and they rushed to the blood-red long sword above Cao Haotian's hands. With a "boom", the long sword in Liu Tianjiang's hand shook, and his entire right hand trembled. Seeing this scene, Wang Chengde hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, "Brother Liu, we are in the Qinling Mountains together, and I hope you will give us a little bit of thin noodles from the Huashan faction, and we will definitely give you a satisfactory answer about the murder of the disciples." ”

Liu Tianjiang looked at the three people in front of him, Cao Haotian had done his best, Abbot Fang Yan had spent a lot of internal strength last night to save the bitter Zen monk, only the Zijin Zhenren who had just joined the battle array had a slightly uncomfortable face, and the other two were already as pale as snow at this time. "Are you actually injured?" Liu Tianjiang looked at Abbot Fang Yan, who was as pale as the earth, and said quietly, and the red light of the long sword in his hand slowly faded.

Wang Chengde, who was completely ignored by Liu Tianjiang, had no choice but to retreat to the side of the other faction leaders. "Although the Scorching Palm and Throat Locking Skill are the stunts of the Emei and Shaolin factions, if someone deliberately imitates it, it may not be..."Zijin Zhenren saw that the sword qi in Liu Tianjiang's hand slowly faded, and he also put away the strong wind in his palm, and said lightly.

"Pretending?" Although Liu Tianjiang put away his long sword, the blood-like sword aura still surrounded him for a long time.

"Pretending?" Abbot Fang Yan helped Cao Haotian and looked sideways at the Zijin real person on the side.

"Hahaha..."Liu Tianjiang looked up to the sky and laughed, "You are the righteous path of martial arts, you have to dare to do things, and you want to send me away by pretending to be two words?"

Zijin Zhenren waved the dust in his hand and said softly, "This is not the intention of the poor nun, the disciple of Lord Liu Shi died tragically, and the poor nun is also very sad, but everything should pay attention to evidence, how can you only listen to one-sided words." ”

"One-sided?" Liu Tianjiang waved his long sleeves, and four white-clothed men in the sky above Gao Beibei rushed from the air carrying two ice coffins, and quickly passed through the high platform, and a cold wind flashed from the surrounding crowd.

Cao Haotian slowly stood up straight, his right hand protected his heart, looked at the two ice coffins behind Liu Tianjiang, and said angrily, "Brother Liu, you Wujian Villa is too deceitful, today is a big day for our eight factions to meet martial arts, you actually lift..."

The heads of the other factions also rushed up, and everyone stood behind Cao Haotian together, looking at Liu Tianjiang and the two ice coffins behind him with a displeased expression. More than 1,000 martial arts warriors around the high platform also reprimanded one after another, and everyone's sighs were endless.

"Tianjiang, today is the martial arts of the eight factions of Tianxianglou, let's not disturb the disciples of each faction to compete, about the matter of the two of them, I believe that the abbot of Shaolin Fang Yan and the Zijin Zhenren of Emei will give us a satisfactory answer. A sound like a bell came from the sky, resounding in everyone's ears, and the sound was strong and endless.

The people on the Flying Snow Pavilion competition platform looked around, but they couldn't see any trace of this person. Liu Tianjiang looked around the entire competition platform, and at a glance saw two people on the stone statue on the rock wall outside the Ethereal Pavilion, a man in a red robe and a young man in plain clothes. He recognized at a glance that the people were Ye Lin and Qingfeng, and the rest of the people on the competition platform followed Liu Tianjiang's gaze and looked in the direction of the Ethereal Pavilion.

"He Fang's master came to my Tianxiang Building in person, and I hope to show up. Cao Haotian endured the severe pain, his face showed a hint of red, he looked at the old and young on the stone statue, and said respectfully.

Ye Lin and Qingfeng jumped to the competition platform, Liu Tianjiang quickly walked to the two of them, and said in a low voice, "Senior brother, Lin'er, why are you two here?"

Ye Lin gently straightened his messy long hair, looked at the heads of the various factions in front of him, looked at Cao Haotian quietly with his eyes, and said softly, "We visited Tianxianglou this time, and we have no intention of disturbing your martial arts, but the disciples of the villa were killed by the masters of the Shaolin and Emei factions, and I hope that the heads of the two factions will give us an explanation for the swordless villa." ”

Cao Haotian saw Liu Tianjiang, who had just become unruly, and was very respectful when he saw the old and young in front of him at this time, and he didn't dare to despise the plain-clothed young man in front of him with a cold and arrogant face. He coughed a few times and said, "Today is the Eight Sects Martial Arts, the murder of the disciples of the Wujian Villa, can we move to the Tianxiang Building to discuss?"

"Yes," the leaders of the other factions chimed in.

Ye Lin looked at the breeze behind him, and then glanced at Liu Tianjiang, "What do the two senior uncles think about this?"

"Everything is up to the owner. Liu Tianjiang and Qingfeng said in a low voice.

"Zhuang Master!" The head of the eight factions and Cao Haotian looked shocked, they couldn't believe the words of Liu Tianjiang and the old man in the red robe, this plain-clothed young man in front of everyone turned out to be the owner of the first village in the world. Wang Chengde looked at the plain-clothed young man with a cold and arrogant face, and said in surprise, "Are you the Zhuangzi of the Swordless Villa? leaves..."

"My father has passed on the position of the owner of the village to me a month ago, I don't know what problems you seniors have?" Ye Lin said lightly, which made the heads of the various factions speechless.

Everyone on the competition platform was stunned for a while, and they didn't know how to answer. Yu Qingyun coughed dryly, "Congratulations, congratulations..."

"In this way, let's go to Tianxiang Tower together, and here we will hand it over to the disciples of each faction to compete. Ye Lin looked at the heads of the various factions, and he didn't have any intention of discussing at all.

Cao Haotian glanced back behind him, as if he was looking for someone. A moment later, Fei Ming quickly rushed out of the Flying Snow Pavilion and came to the competition platform and whispered a few words in his ear.

"How about we arrange the next competition until tomorrow?" Cao Haotian looked at the heads of the various factions and asked.

Everyone looked at Cao Haotian, then at Ye Lin and the others, and nodded silently.