The three black-clothed masked people were suspended in the air, surrounding Zhuang Yixuan and Wang Jiantong in the middle, in an encircled shape, all three of them were masters of the peak of the Nine Heavens, and they were all imposing people, suppressing Zhuang Yixuan and Wang Jiantong and unable to stand out.

Zhuang Yixuan's face sank, and he said, "Okay, very good! In order to organize my Central Plains Martial Arts to elect the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance, I was able to come up with three peak Nine Heavens masters, and my brother and the Third Supreme Elder outside must have been dragged by you, right?"

The three black-clad masked men all looked similar, black cloaks, masked, and their faces could not be seen, only the difference in their three pairs of eyes could be seen. One of them replied: "Your response was quick, but unfortunately, it still didn't work out, and our plan was implemented smoothly, what a pity!"

Wang Jiantong's eyes erupted with substantial flames, and he said in a dumb voice: "You killed my master? Why did you kill my master? Who are you? What is your purpose?!"

Another man in black said: "We just want to establish order from scratch, don't worry, as long as you cooperate, we don't want to make a move." As for your master, he is so old, and he doesn't have a few years to live, so it's better to return to the West as soon as possible, or give birth as soon as possible!"

How detached the Nine Heavens master is, there may not be many people with a vicious mouth like him, but his main purpose is to provoke Wang Jiantong, if Wang Jiantong can't help but make a move, then they can take this opportunity to solve a big threat in advance.

The Kunwu sword in Zhuang Yixuan's hand pointed obliquely at the earth, and the blade of the sword revealed a sharp cold light, cold and noble. The black-clothed man in front of him kept staring at the Kunwu sword in Zhuang Yixuan's hand, those deep eyes became more and more focused, his right hand was pulled back, and a long sword with blazing sword qi appeared in his hand, his left hand and pointed at the smooth sword body to the end, and his hoarse voice conveyed a strong battle intent: "Kendo people, free sword qi, I have long wanted to learn a thing or two, and I hope to give you advice!"

The other two men in black were a little surprised, but when they looked at each other, they knew everything.

As soon as Zhuang Yixuan made a move with his sword, he understood that the other party's kendo cultivation was unfathomable, and it was not below him, and it was almost comparable to the 'evil god' Long Hantian who was the first sword in the world and the previous 'sword king' Wang Yun. And the other party also has a subtle breath of Yuanshen, obviously a master who has broken through the Yuanshen, such a master has come out to hinder his martial arts conference, it is conceivable that this time the martial arts conference has really become a joke.

He suppressed the anger in his heart and said, "The sword is out of its sheath, there is no life and death, no success or failure. He expressed his determination to fight only until one side died. Although he is a new breakthrough primordial god, he has a high-level martial artist's divine crystal, his realm has improved very quickly, coupled with so many years of accumulation, he is even confident that he will surpass Long Hate Tian in a short period of time and become the 'number one sword in the world' again, so he is very confident in his own victory.

The two of them were tense, and they were about to fight to the death, and suddenly, there were several explosions from the opposite Ao Lai Peak, followed by a large number of screams, which made the faces of Zhuang Yixuan and Wang Jiantong change suddenly.

"What have you done?!" Wang Jiantong was shocked and angry, he felt more and more bad in his heart, it seemed that as soon as Zhuang Yixuan stood up, they had fallen into a net. This is a trap, some people according to Zhuang Yixuan's martial arts conference layout, to stir up the world, if this group of martial arts elites are wiped out, it is conceivable that Zhuang Lou and the beggar gang will plummet, their vitality will be greatly damaged, and they will eventually become the sinners of the Central Plains martial arts. Thinking of this, he finally put aside his master's grudges and thought hard, trying to find a perfect way to ensure that the Central Plains Martial Arts would avoid this turmoil. But judging from the scene, it seems that he has no power to return to the sky.

The three black-clothed men stood in a regular triangle, and one of them approached Wang Jiantong: "Obviously, the three of us are enough to trap the two of you here, so who else can stop a master of the Yuan God Realm under our feet?"

There are still masters in the Yuanshen realm!

Zhuang Yixuan said: "Gang Master Wang, don't be affected by his words, the Zuo Gang Master and the Shimen Master, Ruyizi are all there, they can definitely block a Yuan Shen master in a short time, the top priority, we must defeat them first, this is the way to break the game!"

"Hahaha~~~" The man in black on the edge laughed and said, "Are you sure they are really your own people?" You are too arrogant, hahaha, at this moment, those ants on the opposite peak must have been destroyed, right?!"

Zhuang Yixuan only felt a roar in his head, and said, "Zuo Qingyi and Shi Zhongyin are actually your people?!" He wished that this answer was no, but for some reason, he just felt that this was the correct answer. He was anxious in his heart, if this was the case, then the people from the rivers and lakes who came to participate in the martial arts conference this time would definitely suffer heavy casualties, and the strength of the entire Central Plains would be weakened, and he would also become a sinner in the martial arts.

The man in black with the sword said: "Sooner or later, we will control the world, so I'm not afraid to tell you that as early as two months ago, as soon as we heard the news of the martial arts conference, we have already begun to plan, and on this day, we will all make a comeback and take the world back." I, Xie Di, the Sword King of Nanling, one of the 'Eight Kings' under the Holy Emperor of the Holy Gate. ”

The black-clothed man close to Wang Jiantong said: "I, Yin Lin, the 'Hidden King' under the Holy Gate Holy Emperor's throne, is also the one who killed your master, if you want to take revenge, come here!"

The last man in black said: "Under the Holy Gate Holy Emperor's seat, the 'Phantom King' Xu Fei has seen two. ”

When Zhuang Yixuan heard the name of the Holy Gate Holy Emperor, his face changed greatly, and he said: "The Demon Gate has been born again, is it to settle with my Buddhism and Taoism?"

Xu Fei said: "We people in the Holy Gate are not as coy as you so-called decent hypocrites, if we want to seize the world, we will stand up and seize it, how can we stick to the so-called righteousness of the rivers and lakes?"

Yin Lin said: "The Holy Gate Holy Emperor is the lord of the world, and he should master the national weapon and punish all the rebellions." Especially those so-called hidden royal clans, ancient imperial clans, must be exterminated!" Speaking of the ancient imperial clan, his words carried a deep hatred.

Xie Di said: "Peerless swordsmen are hard to find, kill one less one, I hope you can let me have fun." ”

Wang Jiantong didn't have the slightest mood to fight at this time, because the beggar gang originally supported this martial arts conference, so most of the middle-level backbones in the gang came, and his master's body was also over there, if his master's body was disturbed because of the chaotic battle, then what face did he have between heaven and earth?

Zhuang Yixuan's thoughts are similar to him, especially the two Supreme Elders of the Nine Heavens, both of whom are the heritage of the Zhuang family and Zhuang Lou, if one is lost, then Zhuang Lou will be considered to be broken, plus the prestige lost at the martial arts conference, it will take at least a hundred years for Zhuang Lou to make up for this lost prestige, right? Will it be a figure of the rank of a great sage, a saint, an emperor, and an emperor?