The square was full of messes, and many people were injured, lying on the ground in a row, in pain, and weapons such as swords were thrown everywhere, as if a war had just been fought.

Some people were red from their eyes and continued to fight each other wildly, and they had to fight to the death.

Seeing this scene, Abbot Jueyin said helplessly: "Everyone, let's go over and don't let them fight again."

More than a dozen martial arts celebrities jumped down and came to the square, like a whirlwind.

Abbot Jueyin even used the lion roar and let out a shocking roar, "Don't hit you anymore, stop now."

Everyone felt deafening and couldn't help but be afraid of it. They hurriedly stopped fighting and stood there.

Zuo Yuanchang said loudly: "Listen to you, the contestant Lin Yang of the Changsheng Sect has been taken away by unknown people. You don't need to fight for him anymore. They all retreat to their original positions. The martial arts conference continues."

Unexpectedly, he was angrily criticized by Long Qianqian, the wife of the leader of the Changsheng Cult, "Our Master Jixiang has been taken away by someone. What kind of conference will be held? All members of this sect obey orders and evacuate immediately."

Many members of the Changsheng Cult soon gathered and left surrounded by Long Qianqian.

On the other side, Lan Yingzhen curled her lips and snorted coldly: "It's so boring. There was a fun guy, which was worth staying here. The only highlight is gone. What's the point of staying? The people from our Gods and Fairy Sect have also left."

With a command, the beautiful leader, who was as scorpion-like as a snake, led more than 200 subordinates to evacuate the scene and was well-trained.

The whereabouts of friends were unknown, Ximen Xiaoye and others were injured separately, and there was no need to stay. They looked at Master Xuan Jing and Jiang Wanling with hatred, and these people also left.

When it comes to sabotage, the old monster Xiaoyao Ding Zizai was very good, with a gloating look on his face and laughed: "What a shit martial arts conference, just a group of demons dancing around. It's really disappointing to make it look like this. I won't be with you anymore."

The guy waved his goose feather fan and sat arrogantly on the rattan chair, leading his disciples down the steps.

There are also members of the Nether Palace who also carried the Young Master to retreat and disappeared in the distance... Jiang Wanling stood in a daze, without moving, her face pale and haggard, still with tears, as if she was mentally ill.

Zuo Yuanchang looked at the people walking away, feeling angry. In order to resolve the embarrassment, he smiled and said, "This time, all the evil demons and heretics finally left, and they were much more purified."

Next, I announce that Emei disciple Jiang Wanling defeated Lin Yang of the Changsheng Sect and became the champion of this Youth Talent Competition."

This decision made many female disciples indignate, thinking that Jiang Wanling was not powerful in victory. It was obviously Lin Yang who intended to give in but killed him. It was too hateful.

However, the male disciples accounted for the vast majority. They were fascinated by Jiang Wanling, a disciple of Emei who was as beautiful as a fairy. When they learned the final result, they couldn't help but cheer loudly and applauded like thunder.

Jiang Wanling seemed to have not heard it, and was still immersed in huge sadness. It was hard to believe that she actually killed Lin Yang, and she was clearly the murderer.

Moreover, the other party is her man, so close that he has even had a relationship.

Seeing his disciple like this, even though Master Xuan Jing had always been so heartless, he couldn't help but feel pity. He took Wanling's cold hand and comforted softly: "Okay, everything has passed, and the competition will inevitably be damaged. I can't blame you."

"Master..." Jiang Wanling even more swallowed and cried, hugged the master and sobbed, burst into tears, "I killed him, I'm too cruel."

Master Xuan Jing gently stroked his disciple's hair and persuaded him: "He blamed all this for himself. No one else. An evil member of the organization dared to show off his might at the martial arts conference. He deserves to die. You have eliminated him on behalf of justice, so there is no need to blame yourself."

Some people are heartbroken about Lin Yang's experience, while others are excited, such as Jiang Jing, the eldest disciple of the Emei Sect, Zhang Baomo, the crazy young man of the demon, and Yang Ao, the young master of the God Eagle. They think Lin Yang deserves it, which is so satisfying.

The martial arts conference had to be held. That night, many members of the sect were still camping in the forest. The martial arts celebrities who served as judges gathered in the Songshan Sect Hall to discuss how to proceed next.

These great figures brought their younger generations over and stood behind their elders. They were undoubtedly the disciples most valued by our sect.

Zuo Yuanchang sincerely praised: "This Youth Talent Competition, thanks to Master Xuan Jing's efforts to turn the tide at a critical moment, Miss Jiang severely injured the bastard named Lin, which is a just act."

Master Xuan Jing smiled arrogantly, "The Zuo Alliance Leader has been too much. This is what I should do, just to crack down on the momentum of the evil path. Otherwise, if an evil person with a corrupt quality wins the championship, wouldn't it be that the prestige of our famous and upright sects?"

The head of the Kunlun Sect and the head of the Qingcheng Sect praised them even more, with many praises, which made Master Xuanjing smile on his face, which was very relieved.

When he found that his son Zuo Li kept winking him, Zuo Yuanchang said again: "Miss Wanling is born with beautiful appearance. What is even more rare is that he has extremely high talent and superb martial arts. He is really a proud daughter of heaven! The son Zuo Li fell in love with him at first sight and wanted to form a beautiful marriage with Miss Wanling. I wonder what you master and apprentice meant?"

Master Xuan Jing was stunned. Unexpectedly, the other party actually proposed a marriage for his son. She glanced at Zuo Li and saw that the guy was not good-looking and had no appearance or figure, and he would definitely not win Wanling's heart.

The old nun turned her head and looked at her apprentice and said, "Wanling, what do you think?"

Jiang Wanling frowned, frost appeared on her pretty face, and said coldly: "I'm so sorry, I don't want to get married, and I never thought about falling in love and getting married. Sorry."

Zuo Li was disappointed, his face turned pale, and he was silent, but he cursed in his heart, "Bitch, you, a divorced woman, think you are too many."

The Wudang Sect saw Wanling reject Zuo Li's courtship, Song Yuzhu let out a long sigh, feeling that she still had a chance and could not rush.

There is no doubt that this majestic young leader also likes Jiang Wanling, and he wishes to embrace the beautiful woman in his arms, and he is very fond of it.

The next two days, the martial arts conference was a bit boring and boring. It was exchanged between various sects, which made many disciples dozed off and felt that they were incomparable to the past. Only when the showdown between the two sides was interesting can the showdown.

...In Dali, an ancient temple covering an active earth stands in the wilderness. It has been too many years. After years of baptism and lack of repair, it seems to be in decline.

However, just from the high mountain gate of the temple, it is very impressive. I believe that it was an ancient temple with great popularity in the past, which makes people respect it.
Chapter completed!