Yan Batian and Yun Zhongge, who were separated, stood silently two feet apart, looking at each other silently, still but not moving slightly, but Yan Batian had an extra knife in his hand for some reason, a village demon knife. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The white clouds in the blue sky seemed to stop abruptly, and everyone couldn't tell who won and who lost for a while, and they looked at each other, but they didn't know when the eyes of the old man of Longmen and Master Zhiyuan had been opened. The Egret Island was silent, but a string of egrets chirped above the hill of Egret Island, and a group of several egrets swept up from the treetops of the dense forest of the hill and gradually flew away in the air.

Suddenly, a stream of blood shot out from Yun Zhongge's burly and huge body, and with a thud, Yun Zhongge's right palm fell bloodily on the silver-white sand.

Yun Zhongge smiled bitterly and said, "Heaven can be learned, is it possible that the 'Eighteen Palms of Dragon Descending' of my beggar gang can't match the 'Thousand Illusion Divine Skill' of a foreign state......!" The figure protruded, and it was already riding straight towards a painting boat on the shore.

Only then did everyone understand that Yun Zhongge had lost this game, and Tian Buping's beggar gang disciples had no intention of staying any longer, and immediately got up and wanted to chase Yun Zhongge away, at this time, Xiao Qingfeng's figure stopped in front of Tian Buping's body like a lightning flash, his body was no longer rickety, his eyes were no longer cloudy, and he looked at Yan Batian, who was still motionless on the side, and said, "It may not be that Yun Daxia is defeated!"

Tian Buping and everyone were puzzled, and looked at Yan Batian suspiciously, while Tanaka Zhengjian couldn't help but glance at Xiao Qingfeng again. At this moment, Yan Batian's face was as red as blood, and the beads of sweat the size of beans fell straight down one by one, and finally Yan Batian screamed 'ah' and fell to the ground.

It turned out that after Yun Zhongge made a move of the divine dragon to swing his tail, he never expected that Yan Batian, who had turned into a scimitar, had hidden everything in his sleeve, but in the snow-bright scimitar that his body had turned into, a similarly snow-bright Muramasa demon knife suddenly appeared very suddenly, and that knife was so seamlessly erased towards Yun Zhongge's right palm.

Yun Zhongge's ship was already far away, and the corner of Tanaka Zhengjian's eyes was condensed, and he said: "Tian'er! Luck to heal wounds, although the move of the eighteen palms of the dragon descending 'Divine Dragon Tail Swing' is quite powerful, but you only need to rest for half a month to be fine!" At the same time, with a glance of his eyes, a cadre of Oriental warriors was already surrounding Yan Batian to protect the Dharma for him.

On the hill, deep in the dense forest, the young man in red grabbed the man in black and cloak, and said, "Grandpa, you forgot, he was going to kill you, and the master and his old man were also killed by him!" The black cloak shook his head and sighed silently.

Seeing this, the Central Plains group of heroes were somewhat relieved, and then they focused on Xiao Qingfeng.

At this time, Tian Buping's face was already full of gratitude, and he bowed deeply to Xiao Qingfeng, and said, "Thank you seniors, so that my beggar gang can protect its reputation from falling to the ground!"

Xiao Qingfeng nodded slightly, and Tanaka Massaken asked in a deep voice: "This friend is deeply hidden, I don't know if I can tell my honorable name!"

Xiao Qingfeng smiled and said: "Old Nanjing people's clan, Xiao Qingfeng!" At this moment, Xiao Qingfeng was already infused with his inner skills when he spoke, and although his voice was not loud, everyone present heard it very clearly.

The Central Plains group was in an uproar, and someone immediately shouted: "Could it be that you are the 'cold and warm scholar' Xiao Qingfeng back then?" Xiao Qingfeng smiled with his head on his head: "Hehe, the past is unbearable! I don't want anyone in this world to remember the old name!"

Whispers among the crowd began: "No!" "It is said that he is just a weak scholar!" "Yes! How can he have such a deep internal force?" "......"

Xiao Qingfeng heard it clearly, slowly walked towards the center of the field, raised his eyes and glanced at the divination flag, and said: "The old decay happened by chance, and was favored by the predecessors of the ancestor Han Xiaozi, and accepted as a registered disciple, and today I am here to fulfill the promise made by the ancestor twenty-eight years ago." ”

Suddenly, Bai Luzhou exploded: "Han Xiaozi's predecessor has really passed away!" "Really, why don't I have such good luck!" "Strange, what is Ren Wandering?" "......"

At this moment, Tanaka Zhengjian was silently exercising his internal strength, and said in disbelief: "Then how do you prove that you are the disciple of Han Xiaozi's predecessors?

The crowd soon echoed the voice: "Yes, what is the basis?" "Well, that's right, Senior Xiao, you have to prove it!"

Xiao Qingfeng nodded and said, "That's what you said, okay!" At the moment, he walked in front of the Emei Sect Void Trace Master and said, "Please also sit cross-legged with the Master Tai, and the old man will take care of your eyes now!"

The Void Master sat cross-legged as he said, but seeing that Xiao Qingfeng was slowly exerting force on the back of the Void Trace Master with both palms, in an instant, the bodies of the two were already shrouded in a cloud of colorful mist, and the colorful light became more and more dazzling, and the dense air became thicker and thicker, until the two completely disappeared in this mist.

Tian Buping and Chang Xiaoyu opened their mouths almost at the same time and said, "Sun and Moon are injured Dafa!"

Although almost none of them had seen Han Xiaozi personally perform the Sun and Moon Injury Dafa, they also knew that Xiao Qingfeng at this moment must have a lot to do with Han Xiaozi even if he was not a disciple of Han Xiaozi.

At this moment, the colorful light was sheng, and a dazzling white light flashed away, Xiao Qingfeng had already stood up and said, "Mrs. Shi might as well open your eyes!"

The Void Master opened his eyes and was overjoyed, stood up and said to Xiao Qingfeng, "Thank you, seniors! Thank you, seniors!"

At this time, almost everyone had already believed in Xiao Qingfeng's identity, and the old man of Longmen stood up and walked in front of Xiao Qingfeng, gave a salute and said with a smile: "It is said that the predecessors of Han Xiaozi used the world's strange book 'Jiuding World' as the color of the decisive battle between the three masters of Korea, China and Japan, I wonder if the predecessors asked me to wait for a look?"

Xiao Qingfeng said: "The old man has never seen this book, but he knows that the ancestor gave the three paintings to the three of them in the middle earth martial arts for the sake of safety, and agreed that today Bailuzhou will bring the paintings to each other, and the winning side can get these three paintings, and the old man will also reveal the mystery of getting the 'Jiuding World'!"

Everyone booed, but at the same time, they looked at each other, as if they were looking for someone to carry the painting.

Li Benlei and the others, who had been standing far away, slowly approached the venue at this time, and the old man of Longmen said again: "Dare to ask if the three people with paintings are present at this time?"

Xiao Qingfeng said: "The old man doesn't know who these three people are, so he has nothing to say!"

The old man of Longmen seemed to be unwilling, and shook his head endlessly, but Xiao Jin said: "Doesn't the old man of Longmen know everything about the martial arts in the world?" At the same time, his eyes squinted coldly at Chang Xiaoyu.

Chang Xiaoyu seemed to be weak-hearted, and turned his head to look at the endless rolling river, and a rather large official ship on the river was slowly heading in the direction of Bailuzhou.

The old man of Longmen smiled dryly and said: "Oh, this, that is the love of friends in the rivers and lakes! How can a person know everything about the martial arts in the world! Isn't that clairvoyance a good ear!"

Xiao Qingfeng raised the divination banner in his hand and said: "In today's war, China, Japan and North Korea each recommended one person, and the representative of the Japanese side should be Tanaka Masaken, and the representative of the North Korean country has not yet appeared, and the representative of the Chinese side does not know if there is an ideal candidate?"

The Middle-earth Martial Arts and the others looked at each other, and almost all of them looked at Master Zhiyuan, who was silently counting one, two, three, four, five, six and seven with his fingers at this moment, and they all shook their heads helplessly and sighed, locking their eyes on the Master Forget Worries, the old man of Longmen and the golden sedan chair.

Xiao Qingfeng said again: "Ladies and gentlemen, the ancestor once instructed before his death that if there is no suitable candidate on the Chinese side, the old man should decide the candidate by implementing the master's last wish, I don't know what you think?"