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The next day, Cui Yu and the three of them came to the courtyard again.

The tables and chairs that were broken yesterday have been cleaned up properly, replaced with new ones and chairs, a group of martial arts people have sat down, and the maidservants have begun to serve the food.

A group of people began to drink again, shouting five and six. As if it weren't they who fought yesterday.

Some people are wrapped in bandages, with a blue left and a blue on the right on their faces, you pull me, I hug you, Cui Yu looked at it, it turned out to be a person who fought in waves yesterday, and today he is like a good person in pants.

Cui Yu couldn't figure out what this martial arts was like at first, people who were turned upside down yesterday can sit together today and drink with their necks around their necks.

This lasted for three days, and on the third day, the main lord finally appeared, and suddenly the courtyard, which had been quite empty, became overcrowded.

The ten major sects have reached the three major sects, which are the host Emei faction, as well as the Qinglian Sword faction and the Shaolin Temple.

"In Xia Sansheng, I have seen all my fellow martial artists. A middle-aged Taoist priest about forty years old walked to the ring that had been set up and said with his hand.

This Xia Sansheng's voice was not loud, but the voice clearly spread in everyone's ears, and his tight hand revealed his strong internal strength.

"This is another martial artist who refines and refines qi!" Leng Yuexian said in Cui Yu's ear.

This person was the second martial artist Cui Yu had ever seen refining and refining qi, and he couldn't help frowning. Because he felt a terrible threat from this Taoist priest.

Cui Yu secretly observed and found that each of the three sects had a young martial artist, but Cui Yu just glanced at it and withdrew his gaze, because he felt a greater threat from these three people.

"Who are those three?"

Hua Manlou and Leng Yuexian naturally knew who Cui Yu was referring to.

"Emei faction Tianxuan Shitai, Shaolin Temple Hongxin monk, Qinglian Sword faction Yin Yang Confucian Wang Mingyang. They are all martial artists who refine qi and transform gods. It's all a generation of martial arts legends!"

Cui Yu took a breath of cool air in his heart.

Originally, he still felt that this martial arts conference was not worthy of the name, and he couldn't see a few real masters, but today these three martial arts legends appeared in this kind of place, so the so-called magic medicine gate is not to be feared.

At this time, in the courtyard, all the people in the martial arts shouted frantically, Cui Yu listened to the past, they were all calling the names of the three martial arts legends, hysterical one by one, as if they saw their lifelong idols.

Cui Yu seemed to see those brainless fans in his previous life from their bodies.

"What are they doing?" Cui Yu was just thinking about things, and didn't notice Taishang Xia Sansheng's words.

Leng Yuexian played with chopsticks with a bored face and said, "Choose the boss!"

Cui Yu's eyes widened, what kind of plane is this.

Hua Manlou smiled and said: "They will choose the leader of the martial arts alliance again, and this time the magic medicine gate is a rare major event in the martial arts." After the matter is completed, whoever is the leader of the martial arts alliance will be able to get the great fame that everyone wants. ”

"The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit. Cui Yu let out a long sigh.

Leng Yuexian knocked on her chopsticks and said disdainfully: "It's just a bunch of people who sell their fame and reputation!"

Cui Yuyu took a sip of wine, and said in his heart, this Leng Yue Immortal didn't seem to be interested in these so-called righteous people.

"Good, good, good!"

Cui Yu looked at the stage and saw a group of people leaving the ring and returning to their own sect.

Cui Yu didn't need to ask this time, it seemed that he was preparing for a martial arts competition.

"Longchuan County, Town, Tianjun, Prefecture and County are all commanded, so that Lord Tie Xuan has arrived!"

Before the contest began, a loud roll call was heard. An armored warrior led more than a dozen guards into the courtyard in great strides, and then sat down in the first seat with a golden sword.

Seeing that the masters of the three factions were not different, it seemed that they had already known that Tie Xuan was back, and even the main seat was ready for him.

I saw that Tie Xuan didn't say anything, but just greeted the three martial artists of the three major factions who refined qi and transformed gods, and then sat on the main seat, sipping tea lightly, looking like watching a play.

It didn't take long for a martial arts cultivator to fly to the ring.

"In the long term of the Soul Scattering Sword King, I have asked the heroes for advice here!"

This is a middle-aged swordsman with a ghost-headed sword, and his martial arts cultivation is only complete in practicing qi.

"Wang Changyuan, you and I will understand the grievances in this ring every day, no matter whether we win or lose, we will have no grievances from now on!"

As soon as the words fell, a warrior with a spear flew into the ring.

Cui Yu was surprised, he thought that this kind of martial arts competition in the ring was nothing more than a martial arts competition for the disciples of the three top sects to make a name for themselves, but he didn't expect that the first to appear were some loose cultivators.

Seeing Cui Yu's appearance, Hua Manlou said with a smile: "These are the unspoken rules in the martial arts, first let the martial arts loose cultivators compete in the ring and become famous." Then there will be some competitions of the upper third-rate sects, and finally the martial artists of the top sects will compete. ”

Cui Yu smiled, no wonder Leng Yuexian would say that these people were selling their reputations.

The competition between two qi martial artists is nothing to see for the current Cui Yu, to put it mildly, these martial artists can be slapped to death with one slap, Cui Yu really can't stand it.

However, the scattered cultivators in the courtyard were enthusiastic and cheering.

This contest lasted until the afternoon, and then it was the turn of the disciples of the second-rate sect to compete on stage to show their strength.

However, there was a lot of food and wine in this courtyard, and everyone here was hungry.

Cui Yu was about to fall asleep and asked, "How long is this going to be?"

Now even Cui Yu can't stand it anymore, and Leng Yuexian is already asleep on the table, not looking like a young lady. On the contrary, Hua Manlou sat upright, folding the fan and shaking it gently, with a gentle smile on his face, as if his face would always be this smile and would not change.

Hua Manlou was happy and said: "In any such martial arts conference, there will always be one or two dark horses, and a few stunned young people will pop up and want to be famous!"

As if to fulfill Hua Manlou's words, a black horse training suddenly flew in from outside the villa, inserted itself in the ring, and immediately knocked the two people who were competing in the ring out of the ring.

This scene surprised all martial arts masters. However, the disciples of the three top sects were not surprised.

A black figure flew through the sky and landed in the ring like a swallow.

I saw this person, dressed in a black robe, with a slender figure, but with a half-cut grimace mask on his face, which made it impossible to see his appearance. However, judging from the lower half of his face, he had no beard and should be a young man.

"Who are you to dare to make trouble at the martial arts conference. A disciple of a first-class sect shouted.

Cui Yu's eyes lit up, and the big drama came.

But even Hua Manlou was surprised, he just said it casually, but he didn't expect that the dark horse in his mouth really appeared.

"Grimace Sword Murong Tuoba, here to learn from the heroes!"

Immediately, there was a lot of discussion below, but it seems that I have never heard of such a person in the rivers and lakes.

However, the discussion quickly subsided, and a disciple of a second-rate sect entered the ring.

This Murong Tuoba pulled out the long sword inserted in the ring and said, "Ghost Spirit Sword Technique, please teach me!"

"Tianxuemen Chen Ji!"

I saw that the momentum on this Murong Tuoba body suddenly exploded, and a strange cold aura erupted from his body, Chen Ji only felt as if he had fallen into a nameless hell, and when he reacted, the person had already fallen under the ring.

There was a sudden silence in the audience, and even the eyes of Tie Xuan, the commander of the county capital, narrowed, and the three major Qi refining and Divine Martial Artists also frowned.

Strange swordsmanship, the mysterious grimace mask swordsman Murong Tuoba showed his edge in the rivers and lakes for the first time.