The Proof of the Heavens Begins with The Legend of the Condor Heroes

A lion-slaughtering conference displayed all kinds of people.

The martial artists in Jianghu wanted to fight for the Dragon Slaying Sword and become the best in the world. The righteous sects wanted to kill Xie Xun and avenge their previous humiliation. Shaolin Temple wanted to use this event to restore its reputation as the best sect in the world.

Fame and fortune have become the goals pursued by every person in the world.

Then, in this lion-slaying conference, whether it was ordinary martial artists or the righteous sects such as Shaolin and Emei.

He was destined to be just a chess piece on the chessboard, and the players in this game of chess from beginning to end were only Fang Hao and the Ruyang Palace behind Cheng Kun.

To put it bluntly, the Ming Cult and the Yuan court shifted the battlefield from the city and temple to the martial arts world.

For the Yuan court, as the Ming Cult started uprisings all over the world, the threat it posed far exceeded that of any other sect in the world.

Since it is difficult to kill Fang Hao himself, he will seek help from the righteous sects to get rid of Fang Hao.

If these righteous people cannot do it, they can also appear at the last moment and secure the victory when necessary.

For Fang Hao, it is also very important to take advantage of this Lion-Slaughtering Conference to become the best in the world and eliminate the influence of Yuan Ting in the martial arts world.

Everyone is calculating against each other, and it depends on who has the more sophisticated means and will have the last laugh.

After agreeing on the rules with Yin Tianzheng, Fang Hao went to the bedroom to meet Yang Yaoqin.

He thought again and again and said, "Yaoqin, will you go on this trip to Shaolin?"

"Are you going there this time to deal with Cheng Kun and the others?" Yang Yaoqin said.

"That's right!" Fang Hao said, "This time I'm not only going to kill Cheng Kun, but I'm also going to cut off Yuan Ting's minions in the martial arts world and get rid of this major threat."

He hid nothing from Yang Yaoqin, including his ideals and ambitions.

Although Yang Yaoqin was not interested in leading troops to fight, she knew that the pursuit of her ancestors, the Guo and Yang families, was to drive out the Tartars and restore the Han dynasty, so she silently supported Fang Hao.

"Then I'll go too, and help get the redstone back to the Beggars' Sect." Yang Yaoqin said.

The current leader of the Beggars' Sect, "Shi Huolong", is just a puppet pretending to be a figurehead. The power behind the Beggars' Sect is actually in the hands of Chen Youliang, a disciple of Cheng Kun.

Given the friendship between the Ancient Tomb clan and the Beggars' Sect, it was only natural for Yang Yaoqin to help Shi Huolong's daughter Shi Hongshi take back power in the Beggars' Sect.

"That's good. After we got married, we were always apart from each other. Now we can finally be together day and night." Fang Hao smiled wickedly at Yang Yaoqin.

"What kind of dirty thoughts are you thinking about!" Seeing the expression on Fang Hao's face, Yang Yaoqin blushed and suddenly thought of something.

Because every time Fang Hao wanted to do "that thing" with her, he would always have this smirk on his face.

"Madam knows very well what evil intentions you have." Fang Hao walked over and embraced Yang Yaoqin in his arms. Holding her warm and soft body in his arms, Fang Hao's big hands began to become dishonest.

"No, it's daytime!" Yang Yaoqin said shyly.

"Yaoqin, give me a child." Fang Hao said.

If you want to establish a unified dynasty, an heir is very important. Only with an heir, those who follow you will firmly believe that their wealth can be passed on.

Yang Yaoqin was stunned for a moment by Fang Hao's interruption, and was successfully attacked by Fang Hao. Then there was a rain hitting the banana leaves, and life was in rhythm.

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As the Double Ninth Festival on September 9th approaches, the foot of Shaoshi Mountain is full of martial artists who come to participate in the Lion Slaughtering Heroes Conference. The people in the martial arts world are always brave and aggressive. With so many people gathered together, their ability to stir up trouble is also first-class.

Even the normally compassionate Shaolin monks had to kill the enemy. This stabilized the situation and made those unscrupulous people in the martial arts world become more restrained.

When Fang Hao and Yang Yaoqin arrived at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain, they happened to see a group of martial artists fighting over something.

The leader, holding a precious sword shining with cold light, laughed wildly and said, "The Dragon Slaying Sword is mine!"

"Shh!"

A sword flashed with cold light, and a crowned Taoist priest rushed out from the side, cut the man's throat with a sword, and snatched the precious sword in the opponent's hand.

All the heroes gathered around, and at this moment, two more Taoist priests with yellow crowns rushed out, and stood in a three-talent posture with the Taoist priest with yellow crown who had snatched the knife, and confronted the onlookers from a distance.

"Ma Fatong, do you, the Three Swordsmen of Qinghai, really want to keep the Dragon Slaying Sword for yourself?" someone asked hatefully.

"The Dragon Slaying Sword belongs to the virtuous. If you have the ability, come and grab it yourself!" said the Taoist priest with a yellow crown named Ma Fatong arrogantly.

"Just rob if you want to. There are so many of us. We are not afraid of you three. Let's attack together!" The leading martial artist took the lead and called on everyone to attack the Three Swords of Qinghai led by Ma Fatong.

Ma Fatong raised the long sword in his hand and said solemnly: "The Three Talents Sword Formation is Heaven, Earth and Man."

Shao He, a Taoist monk with short beard, said: "Lightning chases the stars out of Yuzhen."

The three Taoists staggered their steps, moving left and right, like three talents but not three talents. The three long swords intertwined into a sword net, and in a moment they stabbed to death several martial artists who attacked them head-on.

Fang Hao looked at the people caught in the chaos with interest, and said to Yang Yaoqin: "Madam, look at these Taoists, what kind of martial arts are they using?"

Yang Yaoqin took a look and said, "This is the Three Talents Sword Formation of the Qinghai Yuzhen Temple. Although it is not as good as Kunlun's Positive Two-Yin Sword Technique and Huashan's Anti-Two-Yin Saber Technique, it is also a good sword formation in the world."

"Yes, these three people are very cunning. They seem to be the power of the Three Elements, but they secretly contain the anti-Five Elements. If the enemy believes it and tries to break it according to the positions of the Three Elements of Heaven, Earth and Man, they will be trapped in the Five Elements immediately and cannot escape being killed. The three of them form a Five Elements Sword Formation, and each person has to manage more than one change of life and death. His attainments in lightness skills and swordsmanship are also extraordinary." Fang Hao said.

With Fang Hao's current attainments in martial arts, in his eyes, there is no secret at all about any martial arts.

After hearing what Fang Hao said, the Three Swordsmen of Qinghai, who had already fought their way out of the siege, were genuinely surprised.

Ma Fatong, the leader, was even more angry and said, "Where did this pretty boy come from? What nonsense!"

As he spoke, he thrust his sword out with such swift and fierce force that it pointed straight at Fang Hao's throat.

He was ruthless and had no mercy as a monk.

Facing the sword thrust by Ma Fatong, Fang Hao just casually stretched out his hand and grabbed the tip of Ma Fatong's sword.

With another snap of his fingers, his profound internal energy gushed out, twisting the sword in Ma Fatong's hand into a dough stick.

"Go!" Fang Hao pointed.

The almost materialized internal energy broke out of the body and hit Ma Fatong directly between the eyebrows. Without a sound, this Taoist priest who was quite good at swordsmanship was killed on the spot!

"kill!"

There were only two people left from the Qinghai Three Swords. One on the left and one on the right, they thrust their swords at Fang Hao, but were also killed instantly by Fang Hao's two volleys of finger force. (End of this chapter)