Master Mie Jue is a strong old nun. She has always been invincible wherever she is. Today, she has become a mediocre supporting role.

Her eyes were full of resentment, and she looked at Lin Fan. Lin Fan also noticed Master Mie Jue's gaze. This old nun was not trying to attack him.

That's really great!

As long as this old nun dares to attack him, she will dare to steal her Sword of Heaven.

Master Mie Jue didn't know that Lin Fan had already set his sights on her Sword of Heaven, and he had only resentment in his heart, and was preparing to find an opportunity to attack Lin Fan.

Bang!

On the high platform, Hong Qigong had already used the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. His true energy was too thick, even better than Zuo Lengchan.

At this time, Zuo Lengchan's great sword slashed one after another, and each stroke used all his true energy, but he could not help Hong Qigong, and Zuo Lengchan's face became colder and colder.

Until now, Hong Qigong has not used his weapons, and his sword weighs 800 kilograms and has been specially crafted.

Could it be!

Is this Hong Qigong better than himself? It’s impossible!

Zuo Lengchan's murderous intent became heavier and heavier. The more he waved the big sword in his hand, the faster he became and the more powerful he became. In the end, Hong Qigong used the dog-beating stick.

Dingdang!

This dog-beating stick looks like a wooden stick, but it is actually made of an extremely special green vine, and its hardness is no worse than that of a weapon like the Heavenly Sword.

At this time, the dog-beating stick technique was used, and the flexibility was even stronger than Zuo Lengchan's sword technique. Moreover, every hit could make Zuo Lengchan's sword tremble.

when!

A sound of metal and iron attack sounded, and Zuo Lengchan's body was beaten back several steps. At this time, Hong Qigong stepped forward and shot out the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Subduing Eighteen Palms.

call!

The dragon roared everywhere, and Zuo Lengchan was knocked off the platform.

Zuo Lengchan's body was like a carp, fighting in the air, barely letting his feet fall to the ground, but his defeat was not so thorough.

"Haha! I admire you! Hong Qigong, the leader of the Beggars' Sect, my strength is not as strong as you, Zuo Lengchan is impressed."

Zuo Lengchan had a little demeanor and directly admitted his shortcomings.

Hong Qigong clasped his fists at Zuo Lengchan. After this battle, anyone could see that Hong Qigong's true energy had been consumed and his strength was a little insufficient.

As long as someone like Zuo Lengchan comes to the stage and fights, Hong Qigong will definitely be defeated.

"Everyone, who else is going to be on stage?"

Lin Fan came on stage and asked when he looked around the people present.

Many people came this time, but very few of them had the strength to reach six stars. Even if Hong Qigong's true energy was consumed seriously, these people would not pose a threat when they came on stage.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, a seven-star master reached the sky.

This person's strength is almost the same as that of Master Mie Jue, but he does not have a magic weapon like the Yitian Sword in his hand, and he was defeated in just ten rounds with Hong Qi's bus.

Next, several more people appeared on the stage, all of whom were easily defeated by Hong Qigong. Lin Fan watched from the audience. If nothing unexpected happened, the leader of the martial arts world this time was basically decided.

"Host, don't you take action?"

A disciple from Shaolin Temple whispered in the ear of Master Mijing.

Master Miejing's face was as gloomy as water, and he looked at the location of the Wudang Sect where there were only seven people, which made them very embarrassed.

You know, Zhang Sanfeng from the Wudang Sect also came from Shaolin Temple. This time he came, but Zhang Sanfeng did not. What does this mean?

This shows that Zhang Sanfeng doesn’t care about the position of the leader of the martial arts world at all. If he cares, it means that Shaolin Temple is not as good as the Wudang Sect.

Moreover, Hong Qigong had already fought with several people, but he would be defeated by another move.

The disciple who spoke was very conscious and shut up when he saw Master Miejing not speaking and stood honestly behind.

"Everyone, you have also seen the strength of the Old Master Hong Gang. What do you think is that the Old Master Hong Gang will be the leader of this martial arts world?"

Lin Fan asked.

"This... I have no objection. The strength of the Old Master Hong Gang is indeed admirable to me!"

"The leader of the old gang has an extraordinary demeanor. He only defeated his opponent, but did not injure and crippled him. He had been several times just now. If he took ruthless action, he would save his true energy and could also beat him into a useless person."

"You are right. If the Master Hong Gang is the leader of the martial arts world, I have no objection. After all, our Iron Wire Sect has also received the favor of the Master Hong Gang, and we know the righteousness of the Master Hong Gang."

Everyone in the audience said.

Hong Qigong showed joy on his face. If he became the leader of the martial arts world today, then the reputation of the Beggars' Sect could spread throughout the Tang Dynasty.

By then, it will be impossible for the Beggars' Sect to become the largest gang.

When they heard what these people said, there were naturally some people who were dissatisfied, but those who were dissatisfied had no choice but to do so. Hong Qigong's strength was there, so they could only accept it.

"Hmph! It's just a beggar. If the leader of the martial arts world wants to be a beggar, would you think this martial arts world is a garbage shelter?"

Master Mie Jue said coldly at this time.

Then, she held the Yitian Sword and walked to the high platform: "This martial arts world can't afford to lose that person. I am willing to go to the bus with Hong Qi for this martial arts world."

"Master Miejue is so righteous!"

"Master Miejue is right!"

Someone made a cry to support Master Mie Jue.

Lin Fan's eyes showed a few cold expressions. These people who spoke were all pedantic people. They thought they were famous and upright sects and were arrogant. Naturally, they could not bear to see a beggar becoming the leader of the martial arts world.

Lin Fan said in a deep voice at this time: "Master Mie Jue, you have been defeated by the Master Hong just now. Are you shameless and have a rest for yourself and come to deal with the Master Hong's gang?"

"I tell you, be more shameful. If someone who has participated in the competition can still play the game, the left leader of the Songshan School will take action, what else can you do?"

During Lin Fan's words, he only contempts Master Mie Jue.

"Hmph! The competition I just competed with Old Beggar Hong was a private competition, but it was not considered a competition in the martial arts conference."

Master Mie Jue said in a deep voice.

"Shameless!"

"It's despicable!"

"It's simply shameless!"

For a time, whether those who supported Master Miejue or those who supported Mr. Hong Qigong were despising Master Miejue.

Master Mie Jue was not angry either, his face was as usual, standing on the high platform, looking at Hong Qigong coldly and said, "Old Beggar Hong, do you dare to face the challenge?"

"Haha! What's the old beggar afraid of?"

Hong Qigong said with a big laugh.

Lin Fan stood up at this time and said, "Old Master Hong, Master Mie Jue does not abide by the rules of my Marquis' Mansion. It is my Marquis' Mansion's business, so I will naturally take action."

"kindness?"

Hong Qigong looked at Lin Fan in confusion.

I thought to myself, is this kid going to fight Master Mie Jue? How old is he? Will he be his opponent?

"Hmph! Lin Fan! What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!