As the host, the Golden Jade Palace has its own rewards for the Wuzen monk who won the first place in the martial arts conference. Or a divine weapon, or a martial arts cheat, the things in the Golden Jade Palace are in addition to the floating Taisu double sword, and there is no Zen to choose one. All parties were excited, and after the celebration was over, the crane and the crane walked up to Lingyuntai together, and waited for the award to be presented as encouragement. The Immortal Immortal was still speaking loudly, and it seemed that his excitement had not yet subsided, and now there were five people on the stage.

"Thank you, two donors, I don't want your things. Wuzen said honestly.

"Don't do it, don't do it in vain!" Peony was powerful, picking up cheap: "You say no Zen!

"Anyway, there is no Zen. Hegong smiled and looked kind: "But what I have in the palace, except for the floating Taisu, you can pick and choose." ”

"Here, here!" Crane Po had already prepared, and generously took out a silk book: "Look-"

But seeing all kinds of things, it can be said that there are many names, there are many rare treasures, there are also many panaceas, as many as possible lost and unlearned, and there are even more golden fairy swords and swords. The Holy Land of Martial Arts in the Golden Jade Palace is even richer than the country, and the treasures accumulated from generation to generation are not trivial. This makes people envious, envious, and a monk without Zen is blessed. Of course, the peony is still watching, the peony has already picked the eyes, no Zen is still that sentence, no Zen don't. Those, those, are all broken copper and iron for Wuzen, and nothing is rare for Wuzen: "Sister Peony, don't look at it." ”

"If you don't look at it, you won't see it, who is rare!" "The peony god is the peony god, absolutely happy and absolutely powerful, and the words are pointed: "Don't do this! want that!" The crane man and the crane woman looked stunned, and everyone looked at it in amazement, but saw that it was pointing in the direction of the Golden Jade Palace: "That big house is good, since you are so generous, why don't you give it to me!"

"Talking is a word, do you want to regret it?" Of course, this is just a joke, Dinghai stepped forward with the idiot, and generally added fuel to the fire for fear that the world would not be chaotic: "No!" Dinghai is in a very good mood, especially at this time, which is called a double harvest of love and career, and the old tree blooms the most delicately. Everyone laughed, generally adding to the chaos, and Mu Gong and Mu Po stepped forward, and there was jubilation on and off the stage. The autumn is high and cool, the sky is long, and the martial arts conference ended successfully, without panic and without concealment.

Everyone believes that this is the best and most exciting martial arts conference ever.

Ancient and modern, this is the only one.

"Brother Yan, Brother Yan!" At this moment, Yan Beige Yan Daxia came.

It was the brothers of the True Dragon Sect who shouted the slogan, and it was uniform, and more than 3,000 people shouted in unison, suppressing everyone's momentum on the spot. But seeing the way coming, a group of men came giggling, one person took the lead, carrying a stick in his hand, it was Yan Beige: "Yan Daxia! Yan Daxia!" Yan Daxia was generally giggling, his face was full of red light and swaying, looking drunk. This time it was everyone who shouted, everyone shouted in unison, everyone smiled, and said that there was no need to hurry to go, and there was still fun to see: "Big hero! Big hero! No. 1 in the world, big hero!"

No wonder it was so lively outside Fang Cai Valley, it turned out to be him. There is only a place where Yan Daxia is, there is no reason not to be lively, this person has always been known for taking the lead in making trouble, and he can be said to be the first scoundrel in the world, a hero. In recent years, Yan Da Hero is famous, and it is already known to everyone in the world, such as the kind in the sky, Yan Da Hero immediately snatched all the limelight from others, and only looked at one person, and saw what tricks he was going to play: "Yan Daxia, fortunately I will!" "Yan Da Hero, you are here!" "Three lives are lucky, eight lives are unlucky!" "Haha! Yan Da drunkard, you are drunk again!" "Yan Daxia, big hero, raise your voice and sing two sentences!" Suddenly it was deafening, the scene instantly got out of control, applause and laughter and whistled loudly, Yan Daxia was still the same Yan Daxia back then, laughing and scolding the real hero: "Okay, okay, don't be like this, don't be like this!" Yan Daxia staggered through the crowd, looking happy and satisfied, or said with a smug face: "Dodge away, this hero participates in the martial arts conference this time, and guarantees to win the first, shame the day before yesterday!"

The crowd laughed, and the ghosts cried and howled.

Last time, Yan Daxia stopped in the third round, because he was ashamed of the day before yesterday.

Of course, it's because of women, because everyone knows that Yan Beige never does anything to women, no matter when: "Yan Daxia, you're late!" "It's late! It's late for three autumns!" "The first is Nanshan Zen Buddhism, no Zen! Go!" In the laughter, Yan Beige had already climbed the stairs, and laughed: "I'm not the first, I'm the first father, hahahaha!" Of course, Yan Daxia is not here to compete this time, this time Yan Daying is here to make trouble: "No Zen!

"Uncle Yan!" Wu Chan was excited, and he forgot everything: "No Zen, no Zen, no Zen woo-"

"Get out of the way!" Peony Shenxia pulled him away with one hand, jumped forward and pointed angrily: "Yan Lao Er! You are not allowed to mess around! Do nonsense!" The words pointed directly to the heart, as many cows, ghosts, snakes and gods, this Yan Lao Er was originally not well-intentioned, this Peony knows better than anyone else: "Tut-tut, worthy of my daughter-in-law, look at it! How decent! How majestic!" Peony glanced sideways to show his disdain: "Phew! Don't come to the nonsense! This is nonsense again, haha! I am your aunt!"

Everyone laughed violently, absolutely authentic!

Yan Beige is here, but it will be messed up as soon as he comes, whether it is Yan Daxia, Yan Laoer, the first in the world or the first fart in the world, everyone welcomes him. Of course, there are antecedents, black and white are indistinguishable from good and evil, Yan Beige is generous, benevolent and decisive, and it can also be said that killing people is bloody. Not everyone welcomes him, which involves grudges and gang vendettas and the True Dragon Sect, and there are also people who hate him, hate him to the bone, and scold him secretly without saying a word. He Gong and Mrs. He's wife also don't welcome him, the two know his temperament very well, no matter what, this martial arts conference can't turn into a farce and become the laughing stock of the world-

"I'm Wuzen's father, Lingxiu is his mother, how old are you?" As soon as Yan Da Hero came, he immediately got involved with the Peony Divine Hero, but he had no respect for his elders, and there were many disrespectful words: "When the daughter-in-law is not filial to her husband, she also calls Yan Lao Er, I am the second child! You are talking nonsense! I am your own grandfather!"

"Kill! Help!" Yan Daxia screamed, turned around and ran!

"Die!" "The peony god slapped his horse and killed, and he raised his knife and slashed!

"Fight, fight, kill, kill!" Everyone jumped and shouted, thinking that they would boost their fighting spirit, and they all made chaos!

"Ah-" The immortal immortal Weng soul flew out of the sky, hugging his head and running away: "Brother, brother, big brother save me!" This surnamed Yan is even more hateful, and even more insidious, picking the old, weak, sick and disabled as a shield, the immortal immortal Weng got up angrily and limped away: "The junior is rude!" Yan Daxia did not parry, only flashed his body as flexible as a monkey: "Thousand-faced man! Save me!" only to hear the sound of "when" the knife crutch intersected, the peony god immortal immortal Weng was furious together, and immediately both pounced on him and wanted to work together to punish this fang: "Amitabha-" But seeing that the monk was not smiling and sitting majestically, Yan Lao Er and the thousand-faced man squatted behind him, and exchanged words: "The time has come?"

"It's here!"

Noon is over, and the time is not yet right.

Just when there was a big mess on the stage, even more chaos on and off the stage, people had arrived.

People are on the slope, in a corner, alone, standing with their hands in their hands.

One person looks sideways, everyone looks sideways.

Suddenly, it quieted down.

The real big man is here, the proud figure in the world, the leader of the True Dragon Sect.

Long Zhen appeared.