At this point, the two of them had already scored a draw. If they stopped at this time, both of them could save their lives. However, no one stopped and the battle continued.

Hou Ying stood up, and there was no gun in his hand. Xu Lang was crazy and pulled out the gun on his shoulder. His shoulders were suddenly filled with blood, but he was even more ferocious. He held the gun in one hand and stared at Hou Ying with fierce eyes, approaching step by step.

With fierce eyes staring at Hou Ying, Xu Lang suddenly burst into laughter in a nervous manner, like a man-eating demon, and the spear pierced towards Hou Ying like lightning. The tip of the spear reached his body, and Hou Ying's face was neither sad nor happy, his horse stance was tight, his arms were wrapped together, and he used his gun technique. After all, Xu Lang was not good at using the gun. The spear was entangled by Hou Ying's arms with a word entanglement technique. Hou Ying grabbed it with the situation. Both of them held the spear one end. Xu Lang had one arm weak, and Hou Ying's chest was seriously injured, and his arms were difficult to close. For a moment, it was difficult to decide the winner and the defeat, and each secretly accumulated strength.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the battle. All their hearts were raised to their throats. Suddenly, the shadow moved its lumbar spine, its arms sank and trembled, and it pierced with the momentum. After all, Xu Lang didn't understand the gun's power. Although he reacted, he could not compete for the gun's power. The tip of the gun's tail pierced into Xu Lang's chest and came out from his back.

Xu Lang fell down, blood flowing in his chest, and his eyes were still unwilling to stare at Hou Ying.

Hou Ying pulled out her spear and raised it to the sky. Suddenly, the Shanke Alliance's momentum was greatly boosted and the roar shook the sky.

In the first game, Shanke League won.

The masters of the Shanke Alliance jumped onto the arena and carefully carried Houying down. The doctors of the Shanke Alliance quickly provided emergency treatment and sent them to the Military General Hospital with an ambulance that had been prepared long ago.

The extremely fierce battle, the battle between the two people, was as suffocating as if thousands of troops were in full swing, and the viewers were all shocked.

The scene became quiet. After a moment, Dong Foshan, the president of the Buddha Association, slapped the armrest of the chair, and one person behind him jumped onto the ring, and the other person in the Shanke Alliance also jumped onto the ring.

The one who fought for the Buddha's meeting was Lin Hu, the leader of the seven guardians. Obviously, the one who fought for the Buddha's meeting in this game was the elder of the Chuangong Hall, the one who went to the Shanke Alliance, Sun Zhenshan, and the unique skill of the Deyi was the Three Emperors' Cannon Hammer.

The star-picking hand faced the Shanshan Cannon. As soon as the two of them got on the ring, they did not stop. After a while, Lin Huo stepped forward and slapped Sun Zhenshan's shoulder with a palm. Sun Zhenshan's cannon hammer made two muffled sounds. Sun Zhenshan could not block it. He was broken by the frontal defense. His shoulders were shattered and he was shattered on the ground.

Lin Huo used the magic gun of Li Shuwen, the top master of the Republic of China, to fight hard without any restraint, attacked from the front, and attacked Sun Zhenshan with one move.

The winner was decided by one move, and the audience was in an uproar. The Zun Buddha Club suddenly became very powerful. The depressedness of the defeat in the first game was swept away. Everyone shouted Lin Huo, whose name was shocking, and his momentum was invincible.

Nan Zhongdao was surprised. Lin Huo's strength was so terrifying that he might not be able to resist two moves when he went up. Perhaps only the strongest of the four of them could match it. He couldn't help but feel a little bit in his heart.

With one move, Lin Huo got off the arena. The people from the Shanke Alliance quickly carried Sun Zhenshan down and sent him for treatment. Needless to say, everyone already understood that if Lin Huo had not kept his hand, Sun Zhenshan would undoubtedly die.

Two battles are tied, the last battle is a battle that determines the outcome.

The crowd quieted down and looked at the closest people behind the two bosses in the camps on both sides. After a moment, Dong Foshan said a name: Fengqi.

Zhang Fengqi, nicknamed Zhan Feng, ranked third in the seven guardians of the Buddha Association, was good at using the Eight Knife, and was a master of Wing Chun's secret teachings, and was the real core figure in the sect.

The Shanke Alliance's warrior is Zhou Dingyun, the guest elder of the Shanke Alliance. His master comes from Wudang and belongs to Chuangong Hall and worships Chuangong Hall. He rarely participates in the alliance. He is a master who is determined to pursue the realm of martial arts.

Sword Decision, life and death Decision, victory and loss Decision, one battle determines the winner and lose.

Zhang Fengqi's sword is like his nickname, which can even be slashed by the wind. Zhou Dingyun's sword is just like his nickname, so close that you can't see it. When you see it, it is the sword on you.

There was almost no temptation, and after the two came on stage, their figures were intertwined.

The sword cannot be seen, the cold light, the knife cannot be seen clearly, and the wind is heard.

The sword light shone across the sky, covering the figures of the two. The sword energy was shrill and there was no trace. After seven seconds, after sixteen moves, a blood flower flew up and one fell down.

The one who fell down was Zhang Fengqi. Zun Buddha lost, and the Eight Swords were defeated by the Invisible Sword.

Dong Foshan's face changed several times.

Zhang Fengqi was not dead, Zhou Dingyun held back and pierced his shoulder blade with a sword instead of the heart below. I wonder if it was Lin Hu's reluctance to keep his hand.

The victory and defeat were decided, and the dust settled. Everyone in the Shanke Alliance was overjoyed and shouted in unison: Shanke Alliance, Shanke Alliance~~~

Nan Zhongdao's face was not very good-looking. He didn't expect that Zhang Fengqi and Zhou Dingyun would be so strong. He was not an opponent when he faced either. Under Zhou Dingyun's hands, he might not be able to hold on with five moves. Zhou Dingyun's Wudang sword technique has reached the point of being superb, and his sword technique tends to be at will.

In the decisive battle, one must explain the murder. The master of the Yongchun Hall of the Zun Buddha Club jumped onto the arena, looked at Chen Sanzang, the leader of the Shanke Alliance opposite, and sang: "The Zun Buddha Club will be convinced and convinced. The murderer Xu Lang has died at your hands. Will Zun Buddha ask about this matter again?"

After saying that, he jumped off the arena and the members of the Buddha's association retreated.

It is estimated that the Buddha would have found a scapegoat for a long time, but Xu Lang died in battle, even the scapegoat was saved, and he directly pressed the charge on his head. The man was dead and he had been over. The Shanke Alliance could no longer investigate, and there was no need to investigate.

The Shanke Alliance has launched a war, but it only takes a step and a face. Now that it has face, it doesn’t matter who it is. If you continue to entangle, you may not be able to get it well. The ending is the most beneficial result to the Shanke Alliance.

Since the upheaval, the dispute that has had the greatest influence in the Southern martial arts world has ended, but no one knows whether the tide in the dark will stop. There are three feet of waves without wind, let alone the world where storms are everywhere after this upheaval. The next storm may break out at any time.

On the way back to the hall, Nan Zhongdao thought a lot. When he returned to Dacheng Hall, he had already made up his mind and told the hall master Yao Wentong that he would go out to practice and come back when he was successful.

Looking at Nan Zhongdao's firm eyes, Yao Wentong sighed. Today he realized his shallowness and he had no qualifications to compare with any one on the stage. The position of the head of Dacheng Hall made him ashamed.

"Go, wait until you are strong enough before you come back." Yao Wentong patted Nan Zhongdao's shoulder and said.

"Yes." Nodded, Nan Zhongdao walked out of Dacheng Hall without hesitation, looked back at the forehead plaque on the door, and walked westward.

After parting with Chu Xiang, Leng Ruyue stayed in the snow for half a month, eating raw meat, drinking snow water, crossing mountains and rivers every day, until she was exhausted. She encountered hungry beasts several times and almost buried her in the mouth of the beast. Fortunately, she didn't meet anyone. After all, in this snowy sky, there were few lunatics like her.

When Leng Ruyue returned to a place with signals and received the video sent by Nan Zhongdao, Leng Ruyue's face became very ugly. It was a video of the three competitions between the Zun Buddha Association and the Shanke Alliance. After watching it, Leng Ruyue understood that it would be impossible to defeat them by training like herself. She could only kill wild beasts and bully people like her who had not practiced martial arts seriously.

Leng Ruyue thought for a long time, and two days later, she returned to Wucheng and came to Nanhua Villa. She had been here once, and several monks recognized her. She said, "I want to see you elders."

Leng Ruyue met the elder, the host of the Nanhua Villa, Master Leyin.

"I want to learn martial arts, I want to become strong." Leng Ruyue said to the point.

"Okay." After the cause is combined with ten paths, no matter whether it is cause or effect, no matter whether it is managed.

Leng Ruyue started her life studying martial arts at the Nanhua Academy. Women are always treated particularly favorably, especially beautiful women, even in temples. In this end of the world where female animals are rare, women are a rare thing.

Many people teach Leng Ruyue, and there are many powerful people among them. Leng Ruyue learns very hard because she knows that to keep up with that person, her usual efforts are not enough and requires extreme efforts. Many people have seen Leng Ruyue's efforts. Her talent is also good, talented and willing to study hard. There are not many people like this, but many people are willing to teach her. In the Nanhua Villa, Leng Ruyue is like a fish in water.

The weather is getting colder and colder, and the temperature in August is approaching the lowest. The cyclone cold currents in the Arctic are moving south one after another. The food you can hunt every time you go out is getting less and less, and the food supply in the South China Villa has been affected.

Standing in the yard with snowy winds, Leng Ruyue suddenly remembered Chu Xiang. Will the figure heading north be lazy because of the cold weather? Leng Ruyue knew that the answer was definitely no, so she did not dare to stop and continue her own practice.

On the 16th day of the seventh lunar month, it was just the beginning of autumn that the military government suddenly announced a major event: the first Southern Martial Arts Conference will be held in Wucheng on the Double Ninth Festival, and anyone can sign up to participate.

As soon as the news came out, a huge wave suddenly arose. Wucheng, which lost its vitality due to the drop in temperature, became lively again. When they found out that there would be generous prizes in martial arts, everyone was more motivated, and they were ready to do something big.

The lively atmosphere diluted the silence brought by the extreme cold. Everyone in Wucheng started to move, everyone was preparing for the war, and the major sects were preparing to gain a place in the martial arts conference, make a name for themselves, take the opportunity to absorb more experts, and expand their territory.

Knowing the news of the martial arts conference, Leng Ruyue's practice was harder, so she decided to sign up and she wanted to prove it to him that she was not a weak person.

When Gongsun Qi received the news, he was in the ghost town. He had been here for almost a week. Every day, he was observing the space cracks and practicing meditation. Since Chu Xiang absorbed the resentment here, the space cracks were slowly healing. Although it was very slow, it was constantly changing.

Gongsun Qifa told Chu Xiang and Shi Wuzheng about the situation. Chu Xiang had received the information but did not know. Shi Wuzheng returned the information to him and told Gongsun Qi that he was in Guicheng. All the disciples in the sect had been transferred to Guicheng, and they also ordered Gongsun Qi.

The situation here is clear, there is nothing to do, he is alone and comes and goes casually. Gongsun Qi decided to go and see Shi Wuzheng, and rushed to Guicheng in the wind and snow.

When they arrived in Guicheng, Gongsun Qi found Shi Wuzheng's location according to the location. This is a community located at the foot of the mountain, with a river facing the mountain and a large tree in the courtyard, which is still green under the snow.

There was someone practicing martial arts in the yard. A young man with a Taoist bun on his head and wearing a Taoist robe. He was teaching more than a dozen young people to practice swords, adding a sense of solemnity to the wind and snow flying.

"Who is coming? What's the matter?" Before Gongsun Qi could step into the gate of the community, the young man who taught the sword stared at Gongsun Qi.

"Sa's Gongsun Qi, come to find Shi Wuzheng." Gongsun Qi clasped his fists and said.

A disciple went to report that the young man looked at Gongsun Qi with his eyes as if he was looking at him, and a ray of breath was faintly locked on Gongsun Qi.

After a moment, the disciple who informed him came back and said something to the young man. The young man nodded slightly, dissipated the breath that locked Gongsun Qi, and bowed: "Please."

Gongsun Qi nodded slightly. Although the young man was rude, he locked his breath as soon as he came. Gongsun Qi didn't care. Instead, he admired this young man. In this world, only by being cautious can he live for a long time.

The disciple who reported the news took Gongsun Qi to see Shi Wuzheng. When Gongsun Qi passed by the young man, the young man's pupils shrank and his whole body was filled with sword intent.

After Gongsun Qi walked away, the young man said to everyone who practiced swords: "What do you think of that person just now?"

Everyone was talking and expressed their opinions.

When Gongsun Qi saw Shi Wuzheng, Shi Wuzheng was making dumplings with his disciples, and he didn't know where he got the flour. He stood at the kitchen door waiting for Gongsun Qi.

"It seems that I have a good taste." Gongsun Qi smiled and shook off the snowflakes on his body.

"You are not bad at choosing a life." Shi Wuzheng smiled.

"Of course, I chose the auspicious day before going out." Gongsun Qi laughed and said, "I didn't expect you to know these things."

"What can be done? It's not difficult to see the skill." Shi Wuzheng smiled.

"That's the case. I can't eat your dumplings for free. Let me make a few." Taking off my army uniform, Gongsun Qi washed his hands and stepped forward to help.

Shi Wuzheng asked several disciples to salute Gongsun Qi. Several young disciples bowed and shouted, "Hello, Senior Gongsun."

"Hello, hello. The family is not used to these red tape. Don't do this in the future, otherwise I will run away in panic." Gongsun Qi said with a smile, replying half a salute.

After hearing what Gongsun Qi said interestingly, several disciples laughed and no longer restrained.

Gongsun Qi's dumplings skills are surprisingly good, and they are fast and beautiful. Shi Wuzheng's disciples ask him for tips.

After making dumplings for a while, Gongsun Qi said to Shi Wuzheng: "I just came here, and I guess there must be a lot of things to be busy with. If you have any help, I can say that the Sa family is very idle now."

"There is nothing to be busy with. They are all ready-made things. Just use them. It's just a difficult thing to eat. I just came here and didn't have much food reserves. I feel a little sad this winter." Shi Wuzheng said, his brows a little tight.

"It's simple. On the way I came, I saw a few blind bears. I'm going to get them back for you." Gongsun Qi said, making them as soon as he said, throwing down the dumplings, putting on his army clothes and going out.
Chapter completed!