Spicy Wolf Concubine

Chapter 750 That bat is so pitiful...

"Don't ask too much, if anything goes wrong, activate this talisman."

It seems to be life-saving.

None of the disciples of the Yinsha sect knew that Ling Yue was the sect master's life. If something happened to Ling Yue, the sect master might not have the motivation to continue.

Ling Yue...his only daughter, must not make any mistakes!

"Heroes! Be quiet, be quiet!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from the high platform.

The audience fell silent for a moment.

Looking up, I saw Qin Xiong, the president of the Alchemist Association, standing at the front of the rostrum and shouting: "Thank you heroes for participating in the annual martial arts conference. This martial arts conference will be hosted by the old man!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes were on Qin Xiong.

Although Mo Yunjue in the distance had no intention of appearing at all, he was still trying to figure out Qin Xiong's thoughts.

Although he has been rumored in his life that he will never be able to surpass Feng Si, and has been following Feng Si, Feng Si died young, and he took away all the fame accumulated in Feng Si's life.

However, Qin Xiong didn't mind.

Mo Yunjue has always admired the fact that he firmly believes that the clean is self-clear.

Those who understand him naturally know that everything he has done is to continue Feng Si's painstaking efforts.

Especially the Alchemist Guild, which gathers all the elite alchemists in Shenyan Continent!
Mo Yun knew all of this.

Just listen to Qin Xiong's introduction: "As in previous years, this conference adopts a fighting style, with a total of three rounds - the first round will be played in groups of two, and the person who wins each group will directly enter the second round. The one who wins the round will directly enter the finals! The finals will not be divided into groups, and they can play freely, and the three who finally stand on the stage will decide the winner again, and the one who wins will be the number one in this martial arts conference!"

On Bei Chenhao's side, Jun Xiaoche was listening to the rules of the game, his back feeling cold.

This is simply round after round of carnage!

One round is more cruel than the other!
But Mo Yunjue in the distance laughed, although it was his first time watching a martial arts conference, but... this conference is, in the final analysis, a battlefield where these people from all walks of life fight each other for fame and fortune.

Thinking of this, Mo Yunjue couldn't help but feel sorry for how many good shows he has missed during his long stay in the world!

very good……

That being the case, today he has to appreciate and appreciate the scene where the various sects in the world are killing you to the death for fame and fortune!

Mo Yunjue narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to wait and see.

Finally, Qin Xiong finished what he had to say, and announced: "Now, I announce that this martial arts conference will officially begin!!"

Under the stage, all the heroes of the rivers and lakes have long been unable to wait.

Before the person in charge could open the form for the order of competition, the head of the beggar gang couldn't wait to jump onto the ring.

I haven't seen him for several years, and he is still so sloppy.

Aroused a lot of discussion from various sects, Qin Xiong glanced at the grouping form, and frowned: "Master Ouyang, it's not time for you to make an appearance yet, right?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Although I have lost for three years, but this time I have practiced the dog-beating stick technique to the highest level! Come up and fight with me if you are not afraid of death!"

As he spoke, Ouyang Wen picked up the stick horizontally, and then turned it around a few times.

Sure enough, someone in the audience couldn't stand it anymore, jumped up and stood opposite Ouyang Wen.

Jun Xiaoche opened his eyes wide in surprise, looking at the old man in front of him.

Just listen to the old man chanting the mantra: "Pick the mangy dog ​​with a stick, pick the dog's body badly, disturb the dog's nest, provoke the dog's paw—"

Immediately afterwards, he rushed up——

Qin Xiong had no choice but to change the order of appearance. In the first match, Ouyang Wen of the Beggar Gang faced Liang Xiong, the flying bat.

Jun Xiaoche became even more curious when he saw that the leader of the beggar gang was approaching his vitals viciously.

Sure enough, people can't be judged by their appearance. In the first scene, Ouyang Wen directly knocked down that flying bat from the sky, and a stick was photographed in front of Lord Hades.

The corpse fell flat on the ground, and a burst of blood splashed on the ring.

"That bat is so pitiful..." Xiaomei couldn't stand it anymore, "It was a living person just now..."

Jun Xiaoche didn't say much, who came here who didn't risk their lives for glory and wealth?
Not to mention them, even the Taoist priests they like have the same mentality.

Jun Xiaoche didn't speak any more, but he was full of thoughts.

"In the first round, Ouyang Wen wins!"

"In the second round, Han Shanbiao of Nanshan will meet Ziyuan against Heaven and Earth!"

I roasted, the mountain man blatantly beat a woman, didn't he?
This completely ruined Jun Xiaoche's three views, and there are still people who beat women here!
As a result, it was conceivable that the woman was not dead, but was seriously injured and fell on the stage, and was carried away by other members of the Tiandihui.

"In the second round, Shan Biao wins!"

……

This is the martial arts conference, a very lively and bloody place.

Jun Xiaoche watched people fall one after another and never stood up again, feeling a dull pain in his heart.

Suddenly remembered the last time, at the contest to recruit relatives, my mother fell on the stage, she was obviously still breathing, but the rostrum would never extend a helping hand to her.

Now that you are here, you must dare to die. This is the rule on the stage.

Brutal and realistic.

"No. 30 seven games, Qin Lie wins!"

"No.40 six games, Lin Feng wins!"

"Number 40 eight games, ghost-faced old evil vs Yinshamen Lingfeng!"

Hearing this, Jun Xiaoche suddenly became nervous.

It's the turn of the Yin brake gate!

He had to take a good look at this, Jun Xiaoche's eyes were wide open, staring at the white-haired old man on the stage and Ling Feng who came to fight.

Speaking of which, the ostentation and rules of this competition are very strange. In each group, one side is a disciple of a sect, and the other side is a lone hero.

"Why such a show?" Jun Xiaoche asked in bewilderment.

"Because the four alchemist guilds are not stupid, if they arrange the senior disciples of the sect together with the senior disciples, causing casualties and causing disharmony between the two sects, the gain will outweigh the loss." Bei Chenhao explained, Jun Xiaoche Only then did he understand, but Bei Chenhao became upset: "It's really strange, why is it Ling Feng? That Ling Han who saved us, can be said to have the highest martial arts among this group of Taoist priests, why not him?"

Bei Chenhao became more curious.

The sense of mystery that Ling Han brought to him has reached [-]%.

If possible, he really wants to bring this Ling Han back to the palace and study it carefully!
On the stage, an old man wearing a ghost mask bared his teeth.

"Smelly Taoist priest, go for it if you have the guts!"

"Heh... do you think I'm so incompetent at Yinshamen?"

Faced with the opponent's disdain, Ling Feng felt very uncomfortable, and immediately took out a piece of talisman paper, and acted on the spot.

Seeing that he was pretending to be a ghost, Guimian Laoxie couldn't help laughing.

but!

At this moment, a ghost appeared from behind Ling Feng, grinning, revealing a row of white teeth.

"Since you are called Guimian Laoxie, then, this junior will fulfill you! Let you know your kind, how about it?"

(End of this chapter)