Yuantong gently opened the monk's robe and looked around at the crowd: "Pudu Temple Yuantong is at least at least the forest, and I hope to bear with me if I offend." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info everyone invited the little monk to preside over the conference, and the little monk was disrespectful. You have come all the way here, of course, not to see who is more virtuous and respectful in the martial arts, who is more compassionate, everyone is for revenge, revenge for grievances, I want to see who is the number one master in martial arts today, I don't know, is it right for the little monk?"

This is exactly what everyone thinks, but after all, it is inconvenient for everyone to show their hearts in public, and no one speaks for a while. Only Lu Xingyun said loudly: "What the mage said is extremely true, although it has long been clear who is the number one in the world in today's martial arts, except for the mage, it is indispensable to invite my father to show his magic skills in the ring, otherwise, everyone will not return in defeat." ”

Yuantong nodded and said: "The little monk thinks that since it is a martial arts conference, if everything is strictly restricted, everyone will inevitably be tied up and it will be difficult to perform, the little monk is a notary, and now he will be the master: the sword has no eyes, the winner is the king, as long as it does not hurt people's lives, whoever stands in the ring to the end is the winner and the leader of the martial arts alliance." If there is any objection, it is to take the initiative to admit defeat, and there is no need to show your face in the ring. ”

As soon as this remark came out, the group of heroes once again discussed, thinking: "In this way, wouldn't Shaolin be bleeding like a river today?" But Yuantong has already said first, whoever has objections will take the initiative to admit defeat, and speaking at this time is undoubtedly a slap in the face. Since Qunhao is here, he is expected to defeat the enemy openly, and no one wants to take the initiative to admit defeat. For a while, no one spoke. Xuan Bei said: "Senior brother's move is ......"

Lu Xingyun interrupted: "You are no longer a notary, just send someone to serve tea and pour water." ”

No matter how much the Shaolin monks could endure it, they couldn't bear it anymore and stepped forward to scold them. Xuan Zhi said: "Master Lu, as the old saying goes, Yunzi doesn't teach, the father's fault, if this son doesn't teach, he will become the suffering of Taiyi Beidou in the future." ”

Lu Shouyi was stunned for a moment, and was about to say something, Lu Xingyun said angrily: "Old bald donkey, your martial arts are useless, but you are invincible in the world, my Taiyi Beidou is as famous as you Shaolin, it is really a shame, I think, this monk temple might as well be dispersed from now on, and they will all go to Pudu Temple to take refuge." ”

Xuan Zhifang wanted to say more, but Xuan Bei stopped and said: "The monks have long had no idea of being competitive and competitive, and the little brother said that my Shaolin is not as good as Pudu Temple, and it is better than Pudu Temple, how can I mind?"

Lu Xingyun said: "You Shaolin is content with the status quo, lazy, and still says it so high-soundingly." ”

Xuan Zhi dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, so he had to say: "Master Lu, please stand up and say something fair." ”

Lu Xingyun said: "Dad, there is nothing to say to this group of monks. ”

Lu Shouyi stood tall in front of the Taiyi Beidou faction, only to feel that what his son and Xuan Zhi said made sense, and he didn't know what to say for a while, and he opened his mouth several times, but finally didn't say anything.

Seeing that Lu Shouyi didn't speak, everyone thought: "Master Lu is so conniving at this son, he will be the leader of the martial arts alliance in the future, this Lu Xingyun is really a big trouble." ”

Circle Channel: "It's not too early, who will come first?"

Xiaohuang Nunnery Jing Qiu Shi Tai was the first to stand up and scolded: "Demon girl, the poor nun will fight you to the death first." The figure floated to the ring.

Daoist Mei Yi smiled slightly: "Senior sister, the matter between you and me, it's good to settle it in private, why bother to show it in front of everyone." ”

Jing Qiu Shitai said: "Come up!"

Daoist Mei Yi looked at her for a long time and said, "It seems that if I don't come up today, you won't stop." Holding the dust in his left hand, he brushed the red robe with his right hand, and Nana stepped into the ring.

Jing Qiu Shitai had a sleaky yellow complexion, a thin body, a gray plain clothes, and his eyebrows were covered with wind and frost. Mei Yidao is long and rich, with heavy makeup and glamorous makeup, and unlimited charm at one eyebrow and one eye. The two of them stood in the ring, one was like dry wood in winter, standing in the wind, and the other was just like a butterfly among the flowers, fluttering and eye-catching. Everyone thought: "If you hadn't heard it with your own ears, who would have believed that the two of them were from the same sect? The names of Xiaohuang'an and Fengyueguan are very familiar, when did they appear in the rivers and lakes? What kind of deep hatred did the two have, and they were so eager to fight hard?"

Mei Yidao said with a smile: "Senior sister, you and I have been separated for three years, and we have to meet today, why can't we practice swords and talk about our hearts like we did back then, but you want to go to this ring to fight to the death?"

With a "swish", the Taiqing steel sword of Jing Qiu Shi was already unsheathed, and shouted: "Who is your senior sister, demon girl, I will break your body into ten thousand pieces today to comfort the souls of the sixty-four lives in the sky." She gritted her teeth as she spoke, and by the end, she was almost roaring, which showed the depth of her anger and was unforgettable.

Daoist Mei Yi not only didn't make a move, but inserted the dust into the belt around his waist, and said unhurriedly: "It's so much, my junior sister has a bad memory, and I can't remember it clearly." ”

Jing Qiu Shi was too reluctant to say a word to the person in front of him, so he shouted, and threw himself towards Mei Yi Dao Chang, and the green steel sword in his hand handed out more than ten moves in an instant, and the move directly took Mei Yi Dao Chang's vital point. When everyone heard what "to comfort the souls of the sixty-four lives in the sky in the Xiaohuang Nunnery", they were all shocked and wondered: "Sixty-four human lives? Seventy-three years ago, Wang Zhaolun, the third disciple of Taiyi Beidou, colluded with the imperial court dog officials to attack Taiyi Beidou Mountain and killed 37 disciples of Taiyi Beidou.

Jing Qiu Shi Taiqing steel sword swaying, has been in Meiyi Dao Changyintang acupoint, Yufu acupoint, Renying acupoint stabbed out three swords, the technique is very fast, although it is three swords, but in one go, in the sun to draw a white line, many people can't help but praise: "What kind of swordsmanship is this, so powerful!"

Daoist Mei Yi was still smiling, and said, "Senior sister, do you really care about the friendship of your classmates?" She spoke slowly and logically, but her figure was not slow at all, and she saw that the green steel sword was approaching the vital point several times, and she gently and skillfully avoided it.

Jing Qiu Shitai said: "Demon girl, when you killed your fellow disciples, did you ever think of the friendship of your fellow sects. The Qinggang sword square was two feet away from Mei Yidao's long right arm, and suddenly made a move "Feng Loop Turn", twisted his wrist, and the tip of the sword suddenly folded upward, stabbing at Mei Yidaochang's right jaw. Mei Yidao has a plump body, but it is extremely soft, this sword is already unavoidable, but when the green steel sword touched the skin of her cheek, somehow, it still made her ghostly avoid it.

The group of heroes exclaimed, and secretly shouted: "How did this sword be avoided?" Many people couldn't help but think: "It is really a sin for such a beautiful woman to have even a trace of blood on her face." ”

A sword pierced the air, and the second sword of Jing Qiu Shitai had already slashed again. Mei Yidao's long skirt was fluttering, and her gait was windy, but she didn't avoid it this time, but said: "In just three years, Senior Sister's 'Mourning Mountain Labor Dance Swordsmanship' has really improved by leaps and bounds. Seeing the Qinggang sword approaching between his eyebrows, his right hand slapped on his waist, and the three silver wires on the dust were like sharp arrows from the string, shooting out towards Jing Qiu Shitai.