Turbulent Times Chapter 847: Wulin Conference (6)

“Just now that guy named Zhang Zhongjian was able to compete with Pavilion Master Jiang, and lost with only half a stroke. This old man is Zhang Zhongjian’s master. His strength is terrifying. He probably has reached the top three in the Xiaoyao list. level.”

“So what, Master Jiang’s swordsmanship is superb, and he didn’t use all his strength just now.”

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Jiang Shengxiong, the master of the Linglong Jiange on the stage, was not disturbed by the audience below. He looked at the sword **** solemnly, clasped his fists slightly, and said, “Jiang Shengxiong, the Linglong Jiange, please advise.”

“Let’s do it.” The Sword God said calmly without any intention of introducing himself.

Jiang Shengxiong frowned slightly, his face quickly calmed down, he held his sword and said coldly: “Give way!”

As soon as the voice fell, the sword light rose, and Jiang Shengxiong stabbed at the sword **** with his whole body and the sword in his hand, and many people around him exclaimed: “This is one of the three unique moves of Linglong Jiange One, Pavilion Master Jiang really didn’t use his full strength just now.”

However, what happened the next moment surprised everyone, and they were horrified.

Everyone saw the sword **** wave his hand, the sword in Jiang Shengxiong’s hand had already reached his hand, but Jiang Shengxiong himself had already flown out.

Jiang Shengxiong fell under the ring, staggered back seven or eight steps, stabilized his body with the help of his disciples, but he spurted a mouthful of blood, his face turned slightly pale, he raised his head suddenly, his eyes were extremely serious Looking at the sword **** above, he gritted his teeth and said, “The one who dares to be called the sword **** is really powerful. Could it be that you are already a master?”

“Grandmaster…”

The crowd watching the battle below suddenly became quiet.

Recently there has been news in the martial arts guild, saying that there are still higher realms of martial artist cultivation beyond the breaking power stage, and they are called masters. Many people suspect that the Spring and Autumn Valley Master and Witch Zhang Chuchen and the princesses of the martial arts guild have already reached the realm of masters, because they can easily beat other masters who have broken their kung fu.

And two of these three masters are members of the Wulin Guild, so the thousands of people who came today have already agreed that the position of the Wulin League Leader must belong to the Wulin Guild, and unexpectedly another grandmaster appeared.

Beside Zhang Zhongjian, Dugu Mingliang looked around, with a proud and complacent expression on his face, in his mind, his master is invincible in the world, no one is his master’s opponent.

Nie Xiaoyu stood up calmly, and wanted to go up, but Wang Junlin took her hand and said, “Let Senior Chunqiu go up.”

The Master of Spring and Autumn Valley opened his eyes abruptly and looked at Nie Xiaoyu, who nodded. Seeing this, the Master of Spring and Autumn Valley was about to go up, when suddenly a voice full of fighting spirit came from the crowd: “Grandmaster? Let me try Give it a try, how powerful the master is!”

Before the words were finished, a thin and tall man about forty years old, dressed as a scholar, jumped onto the stage, cupped his hands at the sword **** and said, “I’m going to Huangdong!”

“It’s him, the fifth place on the Xiaoyao list, the magic scholar Huang Dong, if there is no master to participate in today’s competition, today he has a very good chance of winning the position of deputy leader!”

“I don’t know if this sword **** has reached the realm of the top three grandmasters on the Xiaoyao list. If he has really reached that realm, no matter how powerful the magic scholar is, he has no chance of winning. You must know that masters and masters in the breaking stage Between them, it seems that there is only a thin line of difference, but in fact it is a huge difference, and it is difficult to win.”

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Listening to the discussions around him, Wang Junlin looked back at Ye Ying, and before he could speak, he heard the latter explain: “The person on the stage is named Huang Dong, and he is the most powerful person in the past few months. He has challenged the tenth to fifth place in the Xiaoyao list successively, without a single defeat, and is currently ranked fifth in the Xiaoyao list. He once said that he would challenge the top four in the Xiaoyao list, but no one paid attention to him, and he could not find it. opportunity.”

Wang Junlin looked at the stage. He once asked Nie Xiaoyu where he was on the Xiaoyao List. Nie Xiaoyu carefully estimated Wang Junlin’s strength and believed that he should be around fifth. Now it seems that this Huang Dong might not be weaker than him.

“Although your strength is good, you are not my opponent. Don’t waste my time!” Sword God glanced at Huang Dong and said lightly.

Although Huang Dong knew that the veteran in front of him was terrifying, he was still extremely annoyed at being so underestimated. He stopped saluting and talking nonsense, stomped his feet, and rushed towards the sword god.

The sword god’s expression remained unchanged, and he looked at the rapidly approaching figure without even the slightest fluctuation in his eyes.

It was only when Huang Dong was about to approach that his hand moved.

At this moment, there was not even the slightest noise in the audience. Everyone held their breaths and concentrated, fearing that they would miss any details, and stared at the ring without blinking.

Huang Dong, the fifth on the Xiaoyao list, made every move extremely fierce, showing his murderous intent and powerful power. On the other hand, the sword **** was like walking in a garden. He still hadn’t drawn the sword from his waist. With an occasional wave of both hands, Huang Dong’s killing move can be easily resolved.

At this point, there is no doubt in the hearts of the people that the sword **** has the strength of the top three masters in the Xiaoyao list.

“This Huang Dong is looking for death…” Dugu Mingliang curled his lips and said something in a low voice with disdain. From Dugu Mingliang’s point of view, the position of martial arts leader must belong to his master. He never thought that there are people in this world who are more powerful than his master in martial arts.

The exclamation of the crowd came the next moment, Huang Dong uttered a scream, drew an arc in the air, and slammed heavily under the ring, spurting a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, fear and He glanced at the sword **** with resentment, his head tilted and he passed out, except for the doctor arranged by the martial arts guild, no one came to treat him. Obviously, this person is alone and has no companions.

“Use the best healing medicine to heal this Huang Dong.”

Wang Junlin gave an order, Wei Ziqi agreed, and immediately went to make arrangements.

But on the ring, the sword **** never looked at Huang Dong again, his eyes swept across the audience, and said indifferently: “Who else?”

The field was silent, even Huang Dong, who was ranked fifth in the Xiaoyao list, was defeated, and was seriously injured, and passed out. Who else dares to go up?

Zhang Zhongjian walked to the front with a proud face, and said loudly to the crowd: “If no one comes to the stage, the leader of the martial arts alliance is my master…”

Before Zhang Zhongjian finished speaking, everyone’s eyes blurred, and another figure appeared on the stage.

“He is the Great Elder of the Martial Arts Guild, the Spring and Autumn Valley Master who ranks first in the Xiaoyao List.” Everyone exclaimed.

This one is ranked first in the Xiaoyao list, but he has never made a move, or no one has seen him make a move. If it weren’t for the high credibility of the third list of the martial arts guild, many people would question the Spring and Autumn Valley Master. The first place, so at this time Chunqiugu finally made a move, which made everyone full of expectations.