Jue Yuan is worthy of being the long-famous Shaolin abbot, between this question and answer, the momentum around his body suddenly rose, and Rou'er was obviously caught off guard, the face that was still smiling just now sank in an instant, gritting silver teeth, barely resisting the sudden power of the other party.

Rou'er was secretly angry in her heart, since she inherited Tsing Yi's skills, where did she suffer such a big loss, if she put on a posture, with Rou'er's current skills, it was enough to fight against this Jueyuan, even if she was not defeated, she would not be defeated lightly. But she never imagined that this old man would be so shameless, sneaking up on a junior, everyone said that she had done a lot of evil, and she was considered to have gained knowledge today, and this righteous person did everything he could.

In the duel of masters, often a single negligence can affect the development of the situation, and when Rou'er wants to turn things around with her own strong internal strength, she has already lost the opportunity. This is also due to her own lack of experience. Of course, the secret rivalry between these two people is only known to ordinary people.

Many more were confused and couldn't understand why the two men were suddenly silent.

Several of the top characters in the field naturally understood what was going on, and Mo Yun and they were shocked when they saw it, they didn't expect that with Jueyuan's identity, they would sneak attack a junior, which really made them a little angry. But at this time, they didn't know where to start, if they took the liberty to help and interrupted the duel between the two, maybe it would lead Zhan Rou'er to go crazy, so they could only wait for the two of them to divide the winner.

Compared with others, Jueyuan was even more surprised in his heart, when he just made a move, he had already regretted it, perhaps because he had studied the martial arts of the evil way, so that he could no longer maintain his meditation, even if he didn't want to bear the infamy of bullying his juniors, it was difficult to ride a tiger, and he could only win with one blow, but what he never expected was that this slightly green female doll actually resisted his might in the case of his back hand.

When Jueyuan felt that this woman just happened to be beyond his own ability to resist for a while, his eyes widened in shock, because he obviously noticed that the woman's body was constantly improving her strength, although it was not up to Jueyuan's Cheng dù for a while, but it was impossible for him to win in an instant.

For a while, Jueyuan fell into a dilemma, on the one hand, he couldn't win immediately, maybe because of too much attrition, which would affect the next battle for the ownership of the sword, and on the other hand, he was afraid of losing face, since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and he is the leader of the righteous path, so he should make a move.

In desperation, Jue Yuan took a deep breath, and only by doing his best could he at least suppress the arrogance of this demon saint woman, but the strange thing was that this young woman's internal strength was bottomless, no matter how much Jue Yuan oppressed, she could always barely resist.

Wan'er is extremely good at observing words and feelings, and she knows that she is about to use all her strength, and her heart moves, afraid that Rou'er will lose, so she turned her head and looked at Ling Su on the side. Ling Su understood, so he and Wan'er worked together to forcibly cut off the internal force that had been entangled between the two for a long time.

"Sneer......"

Rou Erjiao snorted, took a few steps back, barely stabilized her body, raised her eyes and looked at Jueyuan sharply, and said in a low voice: "Thank you two sisters for helping, it was my sister who was careless, I really didn't expect this old guy to be more shameless than the people in our demon gate!"

Jueyuan on the other side was also uncomfortable, after the junior disciples supported his body, he did not recover immediately, but raised his head and looked at the two women who had been watching in surprise, with his skills, he naturally knew that the skills of the three women on the high platform were almost the same as each other, and they were extremely tricky.

The rest of Shaolin saw that their abbot was always staring at those women, and thought that they were not reconciled, so they nodded to each other and got up to compete with Ye Meng's people.

At this moment, the martial arts people present reacted, it turned out that in the period just now, the Demon Gate Holy Maiden actually fought against Master Jueyuan with her strength, and judging from the two sides, it seemed that they were still evenly divided! There was a trace of surprise in the eyes of the people of all forces, speculating how that woman had sneaked up on the Shaolin monks, causing the Shaolin people to be so angry?

Ling Su saw that the Shaolin disciple jumped out of the provocation, and also drew his sword, walked a few steps, and stood at the front of the high platform, quite with the momentum of "one husband should be closed and ten thousand people cannot be opened".

Seeing this, Jue Yuan twisted his brows, and subconsciously turned his head to look at Concubine Ling who was sitting on the wooden chair. Ling Feiyi didn't want to pay attention to it, but at this time, Ye Meng's momentum was quite high, and it was necessary to frustrate his sharp spirit, plus it was Ling Su who took the lead for Ye Meng at this time, so she could only bow her head slightly and respond to Jueyuan.

"Hehe......"

After a while, Ling Feiyi let out a slight smile, although the voice was not loud, but it was extremely pleasant and refreshing, and then, she slowly got up, picked up her long skirt like snow, Yingying walked into the school field, and scolded: "Su'er, don't retreat, do you still have me as a master in your eyes?"

"Master......" Although Ling Su had long since left the Yunshui Sword Sect, when she really saw Concubine Ling, she was still a little flustered, after all, this woman had raised her for many years, and her skills were also inherited, and she was also quite kind to Ling Su. Suddenly, Ling Su hesitated a little, turned his head to look at Wan'er, and a few traces of helplessness flashed in his eyes.

"Alas......" Wan'er pressed down Rou'er, who was still restless, with a light step, and persuaded Ling Su to return, and said alone, "The conference hasn't started yet, and fighting like this will hurt the harmony after all, why don't you take a step back and give up for the time being?" Senior Ling is the predecessor of the little girl, presumably you won't care about the little girl, right?

After speaking, Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled, quite in the style of everyone. Concubine Ling frowned, but she was helpless and sat back in her seat. Jue Yuan lowered his head and thought about it for a while, and also waved his hand to recall the Shaolin disciples, and then, he smiled and said, "There was a misunderstanding between Lao Wei and Ye Meng just now, and there is no need to be so popular, but is this Ye Meng's hospitality?"

As he spoke, Jueyuan raised his hand and pointed to the seat that had already been filled, and asked in a deep voice. At this point, his words were still a little aggressive.

"You ......" Rou'er was quite unconvinced when she heard this, and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Ling Su. Ling Su smiled in Rou'er's ear: "Don't worry, you were better than this old fox in words just now, don't you still believe your sister Wan'er?"

"Giggle...... That's ......," Rou'er smiled embarrassedly when she heard this.

As Ling Su said, after Wan'er heard Jueyuan's unforgiving words, she didn't think about it, but immediately responded: "Master, you should know that this place is not my Ye Meng's decision, and if you want to change it, you can't do anything." The little woman thinks that the predecessors of the heads of various sects and factions in the Central Plains are also reasonable people, so there will be no problems in this regard. But the little woman never thought that the master would be so kind-hearted, she would rather stand at an advanced age than give up her seat to others, which is really a model of martial arts in the Central Plains!"

"This ......" Jueyuan's old face was flushed, but he couldn't get angry, but looked around to see who of these people in the rivers and lakes could give up the seat of the head, after all, with a big faction like Shaolin, the abbot was a little unreasonable to stand upright throughout the whole process.

After a long time, in the end, a person from a small sect led Jueyuan to his seat and said in a loud voice: "I, Ge Chun of the Songshan Sect, am willing to give up my seat to the Shaolin master!"

"Huh...... Another person who wants to climb the Shaolin tree!" Wan'er's mouth hooked up a sneer.