Main plane, core area of ​​the Chinese Warrior Association, Shenwu Pavilion, and the scene of the Political Consultative Conference.

When Li Zhi's slightly impulsive words rushed, it caused an uproar in the audience. Many masters from Taoist sects stood up directly. However, there were many masters from Wanxiang Mountain sitting around Li Zhi. Although they also felt that what their young master said was a bit wrong, they did not lose at this time. These legendary martial sects stood up around Li Zhi to fight against the pressure of Taoist sects.

"mmp, the last person who dared to talk to Zhu Gangban like this, now the weeds on the grave are all taller, right?"

"This is really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers. There is a good show to watch." The vague buzzing voices from all directions also brought great pressure to Li Zhi. The handsome young man's face was a little flushed, but at this moment, he refused to give in under the expectant gaze of Shui Yunyan.

"This is what it is. In addition to the recognition of other masters, one must also face doubts within the sect. The position of masters is respected, so how can one privately be granted?"

(That's right, but, silly child, as Li Jingxuan's son, you are seen with a magnifying glass by others, and you openly question the eyes of other cabinet masters. Even if you are right in the end, can you really have yours after this?) Looking at the young man with a red face below, Zhu Peng, who was slapped in the face in public, was not angry, but thinking about whether he could help Li Zhi turn the scene back.

Li Jingxuan worked hard for China all his life, but in the end his wife was not virtuous and his son was not virtuous. Zhu Peng really didn't want to intensify the conflict and made it difficult for Old Li to deal with it. When Zhu Peng's current position was now, he had vaguely become the leader of the young Taoist sect.

Although Xu Baishan is skilled in dealing with things and has a deep prestige, he has no special record after all. The real first-class master also knows that he is also secretly practicing the Void Alchemy Sutra. Although he will definitely be much better than ordinary pseudo-alche masters after he has achieved his cultivation, he obviously cannot withstand the banner of the leader of the Taoist sect. There is no problem being a leader, and Xu Baishan is still at a loss as a spiritual leader.

Not to mention the mind-reading ghost Li Daoman, his lazy personality can only be a scattered immortal, let him raise pigs and take his disciples, which is embarrassing to the heavy responsibility.

Zhu Peng has the title of "Duosheng Sword King, Evil Dragon Beast" and so on in the wizard world. In the Chinese Warrior Association, the head of the Five Tigers, it is known as the Iron-winged Flying Tiger, but in the Taoist Sect, many people secretly call him the name "Golden Immortal".

The powerful Taoist sect cast an immortal titanium body. He dare not say that he is chasing the land immortal Li Jingxuan, but he is definitely not inferior to any of the older generation. Even if he fights against Fu Hui, the leader of the Buddhist leader "Future Light Buddha", no one thinks Zhu Peng is inferior at all.

With Zhu Peng's current momentum and status, even if he laughed at this moment, he pretended not to hear anything Li Zhi said, and those practitioners who depended on the Taoist sect below him would never give up with Li Zhi.

The Huaxia Taoist Sect is very influential in the middle and high-level leaders of the entire Chinese Samurai Association. In addition, the Li Ce force, who was originally fighting against Taiwan with Wanxiang Mountain, the forces Li Zhi, who have been cultivated in the Chinese Samurai Association over the years, will be devastatingly disintegrated in a very short period of time.

Queen Han Fangxue of Yin and Sword Saint Liu Jinghong of the Strong Wind are both forces behind Li Ce. Although they are not as powerful as the Sword Emperor of Wanxiang Mountain, the strength of the two sides to support agents is also different. Zhu Peng does not want to intervene in the dispute between the legitimate sages within the Chinese Warrior Association. Li Jingxuan is healthy and tough, and there is no need to intervene now.

However, Li Zhi is now talking like this. Even if Zhu Peng's brainpower wants to help him smooth things out, he has to think about it for a while. He is thinking about what to say. Among the legendary Wushu Sect on the Taoist side, Li Qinglian directly grabbed the chair under her butt, and then she threw it over.

"A rich second-generation who has not been weaned and has not yet had breastfeeding, a little kid, is also worthy of questioning my senior brother? When my senior brother was born and died for the sect, you kid was still liquid." The chair was wrapped in a blue storm, and in a blast, it crashed into Li Zhi like a frightening force with a frightening dragon.

A tall and strong legendary Wu Zong beside Li Zhi, striking his fists and facing them with fierce flames. However, the chair controlled by Qingfeng Dou Qi was strangely abruptly bypassing the big man and twisting, and continued to attack Li Zhi with constant momentum.

Bang!

Li Zhi raised his hand and blew the chair and the cyclone that wrapped it. However, Li Qinglian scolded him and poked the most painful part in his heart. His face was extremely ugly. Li Zhi was conceited all his life and hated the most was that others called him a second-generation ancestor and a rich second-generation.

"Okay, okay, today I will challenge Mr. Zhu, the Iron-winged Flying Tiger, on behalf of the Wuzong of Wanxiang Mountain, the position of the Master of the Pavilion should be a capable person." Li Zhi pushed away the warrior who protected him in front of him and said angrily.

"Okay, Mr. Li is not cowardly, and he will fight with their Taoist sect to the end..." From time to time, he heard from all around him that he was not very angry about the fun. Are you a warrior? He holds meetings and fights, so that is what they like.

It is also a banquet for the underworld, and it is easier to cause trouble than an ordinary family.

The warriors between the Taoist Sect and Wanxiang Mountain quickly withdrew from a spacious enough circle, allowing the Taoist Sect to confront the people in Wanxiang Mountain. When they saw that both sides were vaguely inflamed, Zhu Peng touched his nose and knew that even he was not able to force him down.

Because we were looking forward to this battle, not only the martial artists watching the fun around us, but also the power of Han Fangxue, Liu Jinghong and Monk Fashan were vaguely boosting the fire. The current power of the Dao Sect is too strong, not just Monk Fashan. Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong also felt a little uncomfortable. When they saw the forces of the Dao Sect and the Wanxiang Mountain colliding together, they almost instinctively signaled the people below to add fuel to the fire to ensure that the two sides really fought.

"Silent, quiet, quiet, what is this place? Is it a place for you to fight?" The yinhou, who was hosting the meeting, slapped the table with a slender hand and angrily said.

"...The meeting was indeed held for a long time, and everyone was furious. It was inevitable that they would go to the arena below, and both sides clicked until they were done. At the same time, everyone also sorted out their ideas and considered what choices they made, which would be more in line with the overall interests of our Chinese Warrior Association."

"Mr. Yin, you are not fighting, you are afraid you can't fight." A moment later, on the way from the conference room to the underground arena, Zhu Peng smiled bitterly and said to Han Fangxue.

"Peng'er, fifty years have passed. Although the sects have been digesting the power of the twenty-eight sects of Wanxiang Mountain over the years, they have only progressed from confrontation with each other to relative advantages. The twenty-eight sects of Wanxiang Mountain have always had the slightest resistance. While you are there, help your sister hit them well, and it will be able to calm down for another fifty years." When he said this, Han Fangxue sighed softly and said with some sorrow:

"The higher the cultivation level, the longer the life span, and the more difficult it is for children. This is destined by the laws of the world. Ce'er has been working hard to cultivate one or two good children over the years, but..."

Li Ce has a weak cultivation level. He has married a lot of wives and concubines over the years, and has given birth to no less than ten sons and seven or eight daughters. However, the Chinese Warrior Association has a population of nearly 100 million, and it is only nearly 500 legends. It can be seen that it is not easy to be promoted. Those with poor qualifications, those with good qualifications, those with good qualifications, those who have not died in the middle of the journey, those with secret injuries are all the best people who can achieve legends. However, Zhu Peng has been intimately involved in masters for many years and does not think that legends are valuable. In fact, it is very difficult, even if there are enough resources to cultivate them.

If it was really easy, Li Zhi would not have been regarded as inheriting Li Jingxuan's martial arts qualifications because of his successful promotion to the legend and becoming a powerful competitor to Li Ce's eldest son.

Sixty or seventy years have passed since the entire Chinese warrior association was established, but in fact, what really caught the eye was Li Lu, Fan Zhixian, Yue Shen Yao, and the remnants of the Five Tigers and Thirteen Eagles in the past. It is difficult for newcomers to emerge. It is not that anyone suppressed it, but that it is difficult for newcomers to catch up with their seniors to emerge.

Here, there is another professional disadvantage of warriors compared to wizards. The uncertainty of whether to advance or not is too high.

The martial artist profession seems to be strong and healthy, so he doesn't choose qualifications. But in fact, the martial artist profession is even more innate qualifications than the wizard profession. If the qualifications are not enough, it will be really difficult to achieve results unless you work hard enough and have a chance to encounter the will of heaven.

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"Although I don't know what you are thinking, you are thinking, but you dare to slander my senior brother. If you don't chop you into pieces today, people really think that I am a Taoist sect and can bully you." On the battlefield, Li Qinglian, dressed in green clothes, had his sword eyebrows on his temples, and her temperament gradually became cold like ice and snow. If the Qiuyue sisters were here at this time, they would probably almost never recognize that this girl was the one who always stayed with her brother to act cute.

Among them, Qiu Yue Xueli always likes to tease Li Qinglian and plays some female hooligan methods in front of her. However, if she saw Li Qinglian's murderous appearance at the scene, she would probably never dare to tease this soft "good girl" again.

On the other side of the arena, Li Zhi, wearing armor and swords, felt the gradually sharp sword energy of the woman opposite, and felt that all the hairs in his body had exploded. However, at this time, he had no room to retreat. Li Zhi could only face Li Qinglian, slowly pulled out the sword on his back, and spoke: "Please!"

Li Qinglian also bowed and said, "Please!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a clanging sound, and in the arena, there was a flash of lightning. The sword light was astonishing as a rainbow, and suddenly flew out of the scabbard carried by Li Qinglian.

The cold sword light shot out, and the surrounding wind faintly showed the surging and infinite waves of rivers and seas. When she moved her wrist, the sea-covered sword was like a divine dragon going out to the sea. The sword light was like a sharp claw of a divine dragon. At the distance between the two, a sharp light flashed, and suddenly passed through the limitations of space and time!

The sharp and shaved sword energy is pushed up layer by layer, and the wind and waves are roaring!

This sword is like a wave of rage, more like a flash of lightning, a ray of aurora that pierces the eternal night.

The sword light in Li Qinglian's hand flashed, and suddenly it pierced Li Zhi's eyebrows, and there seemed to be no time gap between them.

The sword comes out and arrives!

Li Zhi instantly felt an extremely sharp sword energy stab at him. Although he had only one sword, his whole body was covered by the sword energy when the sword light arrived, and the cold chill like a tide came to his face.

(The legendary sword covers the sea sword, which is matched with wind and a fighting spirit, with high wind and rapid waves, and its momentum is vast and vast. Why does this combination look so familiar?) While thinking, Zhu Peng turned his eyes to Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong not far away. Liu Jinghong has the reputation of the Sword Saint of the Fierce Wind. Needless to say, Mrs. Han was not called the Queen of Yin, and she also had the title of the Sword Saint of the Sea. She and Liu Jinghong were cousins, and her two swords attacked each other and had a great reputation.

However, as the land immortal Li Jingxuan became increasingly powerful, there were fewer and fewer scenes that required Han Fangxue and Liu Jinghong to join forces to fight against the enemy. Han Fangxue's name gradually replaced the title of Hanhai Sword Saint. Now, when Li Qinglian took action, Zhu Peng suddenly saw the extraordinary style of Feng Shui combined swordsmanship more than 50 years ago, in the Second Realm War, more than 50 years ago.

"I like Qinglian, this girl very much. Peng'er, your uncle, is very lazy. The sea sword was my sword back then, and now I give it to Qinglian. What's wrong?" Although Han Fangxue is already an old woman in her seventies or eighties, her age is determined by her appearance. At this moment, this beautiful woman rolled her eyes in a angrily and angry manner. She was full of beauty and said so clearly that Zhu Peng had nothing to say.

At this time, the battle in the arena suddenly turned into white heat. As the earth roared and shaking, the sword light and sword light instantly flourished. Two bodies, one green and one white, were like dragons flying around, and phoenixes were wrapped in Feng Shui and thunder fire, with a sense of qi and spirit, the sword energy was shaking, and the sword light was galloping.

Li Qinglian and Li Zhi, these two have been known as the strongest among the new juniors of the Chinese Warrior Association for many years. In fact, even without today's introduction, there will probably be a wonderful battle between these two people.

Li Qinglian was born as an alchemist, with excellent sword skills. He practiced a body of wind and a fighting spirit. When he used it with all his strength, he really transformed when he gathered, and became wind when he dispersed. He used the sea-covered sword in his hand to raise momentum and push waves. In recent years, he has been practicing Feng Shui combined swordsmanship. He really relied on a three-foot sword to cover the sea and overturn the sky.

However, Li Zhi was wearing a crazy sand sword technique, and he practiced the three obscure complex fighting spirits, both wind, fire and earth. No wonder he was obviously Li Jingxuan's second son, but he did not practice the secret alchemy technique. If he practiced the complex fighting spirit, he would probably be difficult to achieve success in anything.

Many people have always said that Li Zhi inherited Li Jingxuan's martial arts qualifications, which is of course an exaggeration. On the one hand, a person like Li Jingxuan was taught his wisdom, and on the other hand, because of his bumpy and displaced life experiences, his will and temperament were created.

Fengchen's three-foot sword, Shenji's military uniform.

A hero who is dedicated to the country and runs through the dust and dust. Such persistence in lifelong resources has created Li Jingxuan today. It is not a simple martial arts qualification that can explain his achievements. But judging from Li Zhi's performance in today's battle, he is really an excellent young man.

His pure martial arts skills are slightly inferior to Li Qinglian. After all, he was born a few years later and had insufficient accumulation. However, the famous swords on his hands, armor on his body, and combat boots on his feet are all legendary martial arts equipment. Moreover, Li Zhi is definitely not the second generation ancestor and rich second generation who rely solely on equipment. He can really exert the power of the equipment. In contrast, Li Qinglian only has a high-end sword on his body. It’s not that she can’t find other legendary martial arts equipment, but that Li Qinglian is following the sword saint path and devotes himself to the sword. The key is sincerity. When he reaches a high level, both attack and defense are three-foot swords in his hand, and the sword suppresses all living beings.

Li Qinglian is an alchemist. She is born to be easier than other pure sword saint professions by taking this path of breaking all kinds of methods with one sword. However, she is still a little bit short of the time now.

The bright blue-white sword light spread, and finally completely tore up Li Zhi's crazy sand fighting spirit vortex. Li Zhi was wearing a legendary suit, and it might be close to the bonus effect of a conventional epic equipment. However, in front of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, it still couldn't resist the sea-covering sword and collapsed.

Li Zhi has absolutely no weak foundation and is very talented in combat. It is no problem to be ranked among the top in the Legendary Wushu Sect with his equipment. In other words, even in the battle with the Legendary Wushu Sect in the World, he should have won more than defeats as a whole... However, the alchemist is destined to be the most upstream of the Legendary Wushu Sect in the World.

He was hit by the blue-white sword and knocked away. Li Zhi's entire body of fighting spirit and sword light collapsed, the legendary armor shattered, and blood was storming out all over his body. He used his sword to support the ground and retreated dozens of meters in his half-kneeling. He pulled out a deep ditch on the ground of the fighting field. His defeat was revealed, and his condition was even more miserable.

Li Qinglian, who also consumed a lot, exhaled gently, and then teleported his body to Li Ce, and sent a long sword in his hand to point straight to the other party's throat.

It’s not that he really wanted to kill the other party. Li Qinglian knew very well that the other party was the son of the sect leader Li Jingxuan. Even if he was extremely guilty and wanted to be killed or cut off, the Taoist sect must be handed over to Li Jingxuan for handling. What’s more, the other party’s crimes were small or big, but they were really not big.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

However, Li Qinglian, who was holding the other party's thoughts, had just approached, and Li Zhi seemed to be stimulating, and he was roaring and swinging his sword in an unruly manner to meet him. It seemed that the young master who had been spoiled since childhood could not bear the blow of failure, his mentality completely collapsed, and he was crazy.

Li Qinglian raised her eyebrows slightly and pointed the sword at the other party's heart with one finger. She didn't believe that Li Zhi's mentality was so fragile. A person with a fragile mentality could not easily be promoted to the legendary Wuzong, but an accident really happened.

Facing Li Qinglian's raised by the sea sword, Li Zhi exerted force under his feet, and his speed suddenly increased and he bumped into it. The extremely sharp sea sword passed through the broken gap of the armor and pierced into Li Zhi's heart... At this moment, Li Qinglian was completely confused. What she said before was just an angry word, killing Li Jingxuan's youngest son because of a few words. This kind of thing was like a joke.

However, just as Li Qinglian lost her mind, she rushed forward and had a crazy expression on her face. A gloomy light flashed in his eyes.

The body that had lost power was suddenly filled with force. A sharp blade popped out from under Li Zhi's right arm. When the distance between the two sides was extremely close, the kid suddenly exerted his strength and slashed out with all his strength towards Li Qinglian's head. Once it hit, Li Qinglian's head would be cut open like a watermelon. There was absolutely no one on the scene who could save her life.

(Come on, come on, come on... Iron-winged tiger Zhu Peng, come and stop me!)

As he roared in his heart, Li Zhi tried his best, and the short sword with a curse and a poison had already slashed to Li Qinglian's eyes in the moment of surprise. Li Zhi's secret assassination technique was also a trick, and he tried it all over his mind. Even if someone was much better than him, half of his head would be cut off by him if he was negligent.

At the same time, outside the battlefield, an extremely withdrawn old man in gray robe who was sitting there holding a long sword, raised his head at this moment, and his eyes were staring at the tall and strong man in black robe on the platform.

I could feel something was wrong, but at the moment of life and death, Zhu Peng didn't even think about it carefully. His figure suddenly disappeared on the platform, and he grabbed Li Zhi's wrist like teleportation. At this moment, the blade was only half a finger away from Li Qinglian's eyes.

"Qinglian, you won the competition, lost the battle..." Before Zhu Peng could express his word "kill", the gray sword shadows swept through the sky had already enveloped him and Li Qinglian like sword vortexes.

"The iron-winged flying tiger of the Chinese Warrior Association intervenes in the battlefield before the victory or defeats the death. It is too much of a big bullying of the small, right?" The indifferent and ruthless voice filled the entire arena. The sound was like the sword light shrouded around Zhu Peng and Li Qinglian, resolute and ruthless, cruel and dark.

The changes in the victory and defeat just now happened too quickly. In the eyes of everyone around them, they could only know clearly that Zhu Peng first rushed into the arena, and then a Wuzong rushed into the arena on the other side of Wanxiang Mountain. Next, the two sides began to show the amazingly high level of legendary peak attack and fight. They could only vaguely see two rapid entanglements and collisions, because the high speed was completely blurred into a chaotic figure that could not distinguish between you and me.

The legendary Wushu Sect, who has a slightly weaker cultivation, will even feel dizzy and weightless all over the body after long watching the battle in the arena.

"Li Zhi is really thoughtful. From the beginning, all he did was to prepare the advantages of his master Crying Old Man's move. Crying Old Man is a peerless swordsman at the peak of the legend. Zhu Peng fell into an absolute disadvantage from the perspective of reason and situation at the beginning... It's not easy to win." On the high platform, Han Fangxue frowned slightly.

"If it's not easy to pull it back, it's a real-time monitoring device on the arena. It's indeed the kid who entered the field before the rules. He cried and saved his apprentice and attacked Zhu Peng, who was the first to break the rules. If we go down one more person, we will be full of mouths and can't explain it clearly. The relationship between the Chinese Warrior Association and Wanxiang Mountain will suddenly deteriorate." Liu Jinghong, the handsome middle-aged man, said, and at the same time, he signaled his subordinates to stabilize the people on the Chinese Warrior Association and not to be confused. A chaos will only make the situation worse.

In the arena, there was a gray sword light like a gossip in the air, and the afterimage was left in the air, extremely slow, but it seemed extremely fast. It suddenly felt like an extremely fast sword weapon was swinging at an extremely fast speed, and the light pulled into an amazing effect of swimming like a silk thread!

As these traces of sword energy spread, strands of thin but extremely strong blood mist gradually spread out. Some were injured, some were leaving blood, and some were on the verge of death... This extremely dangerous situation lasted for about half a minute and thirty seconds.

Then came the series of collisions, "clang, clang, clang, clang...", and sparks burst into a terrifying light, like millions of fireflies suddenly emerged from the grass in the middle of the night.

Countless uplifts and cracks suddenly appeared on the solid ground of the fighting arena, covering forty or fifty meters, and countless gravels slowly floated up, as if they had lost their gravity. Then, there was a terrifying explosion, with a sudden explosion of a large-scale bomb, and a strong shock wave wrapped around the gravel and smashed it out.

Then, the three people who suddenly stopped in the crazy confrontation appeared again like a phantom, standing opposite each other for ten meters apart. On the ground between them, there was a thrilling blood, which was a red carpet covered with blood.

"Dou Qi is free to control, talented defense field, attributeless Dou Qi runs at super speed, talented divine power, steel body... Young man, no wonder you were able to defeat my useless third brother back then... If you hadn't insisted on taking a burden, I wouldn't have hurt you as much as you did." After standing, the old man gray cannon slowly raised his head, but his right arm suddenly made a clicking sound, twisting slightly unnaturally, as if he was dislocated.

At the same time, Li Qinglian couldn't help crying when she was held by Zhu Peng. At this moment, she could only cry, and even dared not move around in the battle just now, because Li Qinglian knew very well that in the sudden appearance of the terrible old man and his senior brother, he would make trouble. The more he took action, the more trouble he caused, so she could only watch her invincible senior brother, constantly being injured and bleeding because she protected herself.

"...The descendants of the Li family are indeed smart men. If I lose to you today, of course I will no longer be faced and sit in the position of the elder of the Shenwu Pavilion. From then on, he has nailed a nail in the Shenwu Pavilion that we cannot pull down, and the Chinese warriors will completely stand firm in their feet." There were many thin sword marks on their bodies, and with Zhu Peng's physical fitness, there was a faint blood overflowing, which seemed to be incurable.

However, Zhu Peng did not care about the wound on his body. Instead, he stared at Li Zhi, who was bandaging his wounds behind the old man with an admiration. The young man's exquisite scheming, exquisite layout, and strong execution ability are all praised.

"You don't have a chance to quit the Chinese Warrior Club, you will die under my sword."

"... It's better to have a child like a sheep than a wolf. Xiaozhi, I admire you very much. Will you learn cooking with me in the future?" Facing the gloomy old man in front of me, Zhu Peng didn't look at the other person at the same time, but smiled at Li Zhi and invited him with sincerity.
Chapter completed!