The vigorous martial arts conference was held as scheduled. There was a row of chairs in front. When you count them carefully, there were eleven seats and the largest in the middle.

The venue has been crowded with people, and almost all sects of all sizes have arrived.

Finally, the leaders of the major sects walked into the venue surrounded by their disciples, and they were grand and majestic.

However, the heads and disciples of Qingcheng Sect all hung their heads, dejected and distracted.

Especially Chen Yifan, all the scars on his body were apart from his disfigured face, his arms were hanging, and his right leg limped. He looked miserable and no longer had the charming and dashing appearance of the past.

Mrs. Chen's eyes were even more swollen, and she had no style of a female hero in the world.

Chen Anping's face was pale, as if he hadn't had enough sleep for several nights.

He couldn't understand it. He set up a net of heaven and earth to touch the people in the martial arts world. The women seemed to have disappeared without a trace.

This made him very uneasy!

If he didn't catch them for a day, he would be in panic all day long.

The scene was quiet, and everyone stood up together. Chen Anping was pulled out of clothes. When he turned around, he saw that He Lianye and a few disciples had appeared.

Helian Ye is energetic and strong, with his eyes full of light and powerlessness without anger.

The young hero behind him is Song Wenqing, the rising star in the world in recent years and the favorite disciple of Helian Ye.

He was young and energetic, and had a great reputation. He also won the hearts of a large number of girls because of his outstanding martial arts and handsome appearance. He is the most popular junior in recent years.

As soon as Chen Anping saw their master and apprentice, his eyes lit up. He immediately saw the last driftwood as if the drowning man saw it and rushed over, "Leader, you have finally come, you have to help me decide."

He grabbed Helianye's arm excitedly, and his old face turned red.

Helian Ye recognized him, frowned slightly, and a hint of impatient flashed in his eyes, "Be the master?"

"Don't you know yet? It's the traitor of my Qingcheng Sect..." Chen Ping'an pulled away, his expression excited, as if he had suffered a lot of grievances, and asked the leader of the martial arts world to lead everyone to get rid of the little demon girl.

However, the look of Master and Apprentice Helian Ye did not show that he looked strange, as if he was funny and helpless.

Helian Ye glanced at him deeply, "Are you sure you are a traitor from the Qingcheng Sect? It looks like you are not as old as you are!"

Alas, that girl is a little witch who is famous all over the world as soon as she goes out of the world, but this method caught him off guard.

Over the years, Mu Jiyue has been following him. It took a year to learn all his skills and spend the rest of his time in the library.

After reading a hundred books and reading a lot of books, her terrible understanding always amazes him and makes him uneasy.

He was already a quirky person and was troubled from time to time. Now that he had learned so many skills, he was afraid of it.

But someone bumped into her, and the consequences were just one word, miserable!

Chen Ping'an wished he could cut Mu Jiyue into pieces, "That's a little witch, he's forty this year..."

Song Wenqing, who was standing behind, couldn't help laughing, "Puchi, sorry, you guys continue."

This man brags without making drafts. Tsk, leave the shameless guys for Mu Jiyue to clean up.

Chen Ping'an glared at him angrily, and the young man was just unstable.

"Leader, you should uphold justice for our Qingcheng Sect and fight for justice..."

He said a lot of nice things, but Helian Ye avoided it intentionally or unintentionally and answered nothing.

"Let's do the job first. This year's martial arts competition will select the next martial arts leader. I wish you good luck."

Everyone was eager to try, and the buzzing sound was related to their own personal interests, and they didn't care much about Chen Ping'an's affairs.

Anyway, it’s the matter within the Qingcheng Sect!

The Emei Sect frowned slightly, "Is there anyone recommended to the leader?"

Everyone held their breath and waited for Helianye's answer. According to the rules, each leader is qualified to recommend one person to enter the finals directly.

Helian Ye waved his hand, obviously not interested, "There are those who can do it and do not make it special."

He was not very enthusiastic about the affairs of the world. He had not retired in recent years because Mu Jiyue refused. He knew what she was going to do.

Everyone secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It was great that there was a missing number one enemy.

The wooden leader of the Huashan School beat him up, "Leader, you have changed, you have become so funny. I wonder who changed you? Is there anything good?"

Helian Ye just wants to hand over the responsibility and no longer care about other people's business. The world is so agitated.

"I'm happy as long as I think about getting through and having a good sleep."

The happiest thing is that the little witch doesn't plan to bother him anymore.

He couldn't help but say something more, "Everyone can stop hurting people's lives."

There will be accidents every time, whether intentionally or unintentionally!

"Yes." Everyone responded, and a loud thunder sounded loudly.

Chen Anping always wanted to interrupt and put his own affairs in the forefront, but he couldn't find a chance to interrupt.

Several leaders planned to fight together until the last one.

This round of pk is about strength and luck.

Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing. Helian Ye Gang is going to announce the opening, and a crisp laugh sounds, "It's so lively."

A goose-yellow figure walked in slowly surrounded by several maids.

A clever smile, white skin and long legs, bright eyes like water, clear and refined, making everyone's eyes lit up.

The most eye-catching thing is the style, elegant and calm, and every move is filled with nobleness.

Who is this? Which sect belongs to?

The people from the Qingcheng Sect changed drastically, and they were shocked and angry, "The little witch is here, hurry up, surrounded her."

A group of people rushed up and surrounded Mu Jiyue.

Mu Jiyue smiled sweetly, her eyes shining brightly, "It's not a great honor to welcome me with such a big battle, so I'll just kneel down and rest."

The inherent nobleness, like an imperial daughter, overshadowed everyone's limelight.

Helianye rubbed his eyebrows, can't he be more low-key?

Chen Anping pulled out his long sword, his right hand shook, and shouted loudly, "Everyone comes together and kill her. This sect leader will be rewarded."

Jiyue raised her eyebrows and smiled strangely, "What do you appreciate? Qingcheng Sword Technique? Sorry, I just had nothing to do, so I recorded Qingcheng Sword Technique casually. Who is interested? Ten thousand taels per copy, anyone who wants it can buy it, first come first served."

The maid beside her was waving a stack of swords, and the painting style was very unique.

There was an uproar in the scene, and everyone looked at the sword book in a straight face. You know, the most loved by people in the world are advanced martial arts and secrets.

No one wants to miss such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!

But, is this true? It feels too casual, like selling cabbage.

Chen Anping felt like he was hit by a bolt from the blue, and his eyes were filled with darkness and frightened.

"Little demon girl, do you dare to be ruthless? What is the thing that deceives the world and destroys the ancestors? This is the secret technique of the Qingcheng Sect. Who allows you to openly hawk?"

OK, as soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere on the scene suddenly surged!

This is equivalent to indirectly confirming the authenticity of the sword score!
Chapter completed!