Xin Ziyuan was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily: "Murong Xiao'er, what does this mean? Since it is a life-and-death fight, why not take the life of the old man!"

Murong Li calmed down his rapid breathing slightly, bowed slightly towards Xin Ziyuan, and said sincerely: "Master Xin is serious. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info today is a point to stop in the ring competition, the previous life and death situation, is not to understand the rules, for a while to say nothing, the original is not accurate;

What's more, the head of Xin has profound skills and strange palm skills, and he has won a trick and a half by luck by relying on his slippery body and the convenience of the field, which is already exhaustive, where can he still hurt his predecessors; If the seniors don't give up, the juniors will ask the seniors for more guidance in the future. ”

His words saved Xin Ziyuan's face, and gave him a step to settle down, Xin Ziyuan was arrogant, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of gratitude in his heart, but when he thought that the chair of the Flying Dragon Gate was lost from his hands like this, he felt annoyed, and after several alternating clouds and sunny days, he finally sighed and said: "Sure enough, the back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, Murong Gongzi's character and martial arts are all superior, and the old man lost." ”

As soon as this sentence of admitting defeat was passed on the sidelines, everyone watching the battle immediately burst into bursts of cheers - it was not Murong Li who won the hearts of the people, but the Murong clan successfully seized a banner from the five major forces, which undoubtedly gave the previous losing sects a breath, and injected confidence into the sects that had never challenged, making the fighting spirit of the remaining sects rise.

However, after the battle between Murong Li and Xin Ziyuan, the sky had completely turned dark, and everyone was not familiar with the terrain in this area, and if they fought at night, they didn't know if it would attract the attention of the nearby officials, so they decided to rest for a night and continue tomorrow. So each of the thirty-seven sects found a place to settle down in the neighborhood, eat and sleep without mentioning it.

Early the next morning, the remaining sects took advantage of the morale inspired by Murong Li to challenge the four masters (Ding Yu's air finger power, still no one dared to ask), but unfortunately the gap in strength was not enough to be bridged by a little confidence. The battle lasted from early morning to afternoon, and the last sect was also defeated by the Huiji He family, but the ownership of the five flags never changed.

At this point, the competition in the ring finally ended, Chen Shiliang walked to the middle of the valley with joy, and arched his hand to the surrounding groups: "Fellow martial artists, after two days of dragon and tiger fighting, the ownership of the five positions of my Jiangnan Martial Arts League has finally settled, from today on, the Huiji He family, the Longquan Sword Sect, the Salt Gang, the Twelve Lianwu and the Gusu Murong clan are the five leaders of my Jiangnan Martial Alliance."

Sects that missed the position of alliance leader don't need to be annoyed. In the future, the prosperity and growth of the Martial Alliance, in addition to the contribution of the five alliance leaders, will also rely on the support of all allies, and the Martial Alliance will also become a solid backing for each sect......"

He explained the rules and benefits of the Martial Alliance, and finally said: "Right now, we have to discuss the first major event after the establishment of the Martial Alliance, please invite the five main sects of the Alliance, as well as all the members of the Flying Dragon Sect to stay, and the rest of the sects that join the Alliance, only need to leave one decision-maker, and the rest of the people, please return to the mountain gates of each faction." ”

As soon as the heads of the various sects heard this, they knew that they were going to discuss the treasure of King Qian next, and this arrangement had also been informed in advance, so they hurriedly repatriated their own disciples, leaving only thirty-two sect heads and five alliance leaders to surround the people of the Flying Dragon Sect in the center.

Xin Zi's distant face sank like water, his eyes swept over the faces of the people around him one by one, and said in a deep voice: "Looking at your posture like this, do you want to leave dozens of lives in my Flying Dragon Gate here?"

The five alliance leaders obviously had a tacit understanding, and all the leaders stared at the people of Feilongmen with a smile, only Chen Shiliang came out with a smile and said, "Why did Master Xin say this? I have been friends with Master Xin for decades, how can we have such crazy thoughts!"

It's just that we said at the beginning that once the alliance competition is over, we will share the treasure map at hand. And we happen to know that Feilongmen has a map on hand, and Master Xin seems to have forgotten too much, and he didn't think about sharing the map, so we just reminded him a little. ”

Xin Zi's face was blue and red in the distance, he did have a map in his hand, and he also agreed to the matter of sharing the map. It's just that at that time, the Wumeng chair was regarded as a bag, and I felt that instead of holding on to a remnant map that could not find the treasure, it was better to share it, and at least one and a half of the treasure could be obtained.

Unexpectedly, he made a trip to bite the gold halfway, and the position of nine out of ten was taken away by the little-known Murong clan, and then he handed in the map, and he could only share two and a half of the treasure with the thirty-one sects. No matter how rich that treasure is, how much can it reach in his hands? What's more, he has been flying in the Dragon Gate for decades in the Jiangnan martial arts, how has he ever tried to gnaw on the leftover bones of others like a wild dog?

Therefore, for Xin Ziyuan, he would rather destroy one-fifth of the remnants of the picture and let everyone get the treasure, rather than watching others eat meat and drink soup by himself.

It's just that his thoughts, how can he hide the four heads of the four families who have dealt with him for decades, as soon as the Dingmeng competition ended, he was surrounded by people from dozens of sects. The meaning of this posture is extremely clear: hand over the remnants and leave alive, otherwise, not only the Flying Dragon Gate people present will be completely annihilated, but the entire Flying Dragon Gate will be wiped out by the Jiangnan Martial Alliance.

The momentary gain and loss, and the life and death of the sect, as long as you are not crazy and stupid, you know which one to choose.

Xin Zi was far from being a madman, nor was he a fool, so he handed over the remnants and left with most of the people in the sect, leaving only Xu Ziping to participate in the treasure discussion.

The remnant map handed over by Xin Ziyuan was passed in the hands of the five alliance leaders, and after confirming that it was true, He Chongyi, the head of the He family, said with satisfaction: "Now that the five remnant maps have been obtained, we will find the remaining ...... with the strength of our Jiangnan Martial Alliance."

"No need!"

He Chongyi was only halfway through his words, when suddenly a voice interrupted him, and everyone turned their heads to look, and it was Murong Li who spoke. Murong Li continued: "The fifth remnant is in my hand, so I don't need to look for it again." ”

As soon as this remark came out, most of the uninformed people were overjoyed, but the heads of the five major forces reacted differently. They all remembered how the fifth remnant disappeared.

At that time, their five major forces set a trap and ambushed three former Qian King guards, two of whom were captured, and their remnants were also tortured, and the third guard escaped, although the body was later found, but the remnants of the man were missing.

Now that Murong Li said that the fifth remnant picture was in his hand, didn't that mean that he had intercepted the paste of their five major forces in the first place?

The head of the Longquan Sword Sect, Gongzi stared at Murong Li and said coldly: "How did you get your remnant picture?"

Murong Li looked at Wei Gongzi's sharp gaze as if he was gone, spread his hands and chuckled: "How did the heads of the family, the helpers, and the heads of the family get the four remnant pictures, and how did they get the fifth one in the next - it's just a coincidence." ”

He Chongyi suddenly laughed: "Yes, yes! It is a coincidence, Murong Gongzi is really a wonderful person!"

Yu Da, the leader of the Salt Gang, and Chang Tianshu glanced at each other and smiled knowingly, Xu Ziping also shook his head self-deprecatingly, and Wei Gongzi stared at Murong Li for a long time, and finally withdrew his gaze. Of course, they knew that Murong Li didn't rely on some coincidence to get the remnant picture, but their previous methods of fighting for the remnant picture were not clean, soft deception and hard robbery, torture to extract confessions, murder and seizure of the picture, and in the end, what they could say was not the word "coincidence"? (To be continued.) )