Luo Yuyan and Yang Yu pinched Qin Changsheng in the corner, leaving Qin Changsheng feeling quite awkward.
In the distance, many people noticed this.
After all, Luo Yuyan is the master of Wenyue Zhai and one of the leaders of the five underground forces. It can be said that she is the object of many men's fantasies. Once she has a relationship with this woman, she will be able to live in peace for the rest of her life.
Although Luo Yuyan's reputation is not very good and she seems to change her boyfriend every once in a while, for most people, she is still an unattainable goddess.
As the second-in-command of Wen Yuezhai, Yang Yu's figure and appearance are not inferior to Luo Yuyan at all. Compared with Luo Yuyan, who has a dignified appearance and a variety of charms inside, he is like a person who can only be viewed from a distance but not played with.
Beautiful goddess.
After all, as we all know, although Yang Yu is a member of Wen Yuezhai, she has been clean and tidy since childhood. In addition, she has been suffering from heart disease before and looks delicate, so she gives people a delicate beauty.
It can be said that these two women have always been the objects of lustful fantasies for many men among the underground forces in Jiangzhou City.
Who would have thought that today, on this important occasion where everyone gathered together, Luo Yuyan and Yang Yu would actually force a man into a corner, with a kind of squinting smile on their faces, quite a bit...
The feeling of a big bad wolf playing tricks on a little white sheep surprises many people.
"Holy shit! Who is that man? Why do Luo Zhaizhu and Yang Yu feel like they are teasing him?"
"You don't know that man? That's Mr. Qin. For today's bloody competition, he is the master that Lafayette found."
"Is he the Mr. Qin who defeated Zhou Huatian, the vice president of the Overlord Chamber of Commerce some time ago?"
Looking at this scene, many people were muttering.
"It seems that Mr. Qin is really welcomed by Master Luo Zhai and Yang Yu."
Ding Xin and Zhang Bin looked over there and laughed.
Taigu Qingzi sat upright on the chair and looked at everything around her curiously. Until now, she had no idea what kind of competition the Jiangzhou Blood Tournament was.
But it doesn't matter, she just wants to thank Qin Changsheng for taking him in.
On the other side, Elder Jiu, the president of Sanfeng Summit, was also looking at Qin Changsheng and Luo Yuyan, with a stern face, and said to the people around him: "Mr. Xiahou has long known that this man named Qin will definitely help Tang Mingyuan fight.
If we want to bring Qin Changsheng to death, today we have the Sword God in White and his junior brother representing us, the Three Summits, and the Green Bamboo Society, and he will undoubtedly die."
After a pause, Lao Jiu smiled and turned to look at a young man with a vicious expression behind him.
The young man's right hand was wrapped in gauze. It was Wang Ce whose hand had been cut off before. Although his hand was reattached by the doctor, it could never regain its original flexibility and became a cripple.
Looking at Wang Ce's hand, Lao Jiu said sullenly: "The fault of your hand is Tang Ying's. When we win the bloody battle, Tang Mingyuan and Tang Ying will become a thing of the past. Then I will use Tang Ying's head to give it to you."
revenge!"
When Wang Ce heard this, he smiled ferociously and said, "Thank you, foster father!"
He Qi from Qingzhuhui came to Lao Jiu. A man next to Lao Jiu stood up quickly: "Brother Qi!"
He Qi sat down on the young man's seat, pointed at Qin Changsheng and said to Lao Jiu: "Do you know who the man standing with Luo Yuyan is?"
Lao Jiu nodded and said: "I know, he is the Mr. Qin who has become famous recently. He is a master."
"Damn it, you've known me for a long time?"
He Qi smoothed his shiny hair, pointed at Taigu Qingzi sitting next to Tang Ying, and said, "Then do you know who the ponytail girl next to Tang Ying is?"
"I don't know." Lao Jiu shook his head and asked, "What's the matter, are you interested in that little girl?"
"I'm so interesting!"
He Qi shouted: "That woman is from our country, and she is also a master. She almost scared me to the point of peeing at that time. I thought that the woman might also help Tang Mingyuan in the ring today."
"It doesn't matter. With the sword god in white here, anyone who helps Tang Mingyuan will die." Lao Jiu shook his head indifferently, not caring at all.
He Qi asked curiously: "I didn't know until the afternoon that Mr. Xiahou invited the sword god in white to help us fight. Do you know how powerful this sword god in white is?"
"Of course I know, it's the sword god in white that I accompanied Mr. Xiahou to the Yijian Sect to invite."
Speaking of this, Lao Jiu obviously had a look of respect.
When Wang Ce and others heard that Lao Jiu was going to talk about the white-clothed sword god they had never met before, they all looked curious and eagerly waited to hear him continue.
The day before yesterday, Lao Jiu, Xia Hou Yingzhe, and several of their accompanying men came to a large mountain in the southwest.
The Yijian Sect was on top of that mountain. At that time, Lao Jiu didn't know what the ancient martial arts world represented, let alone the strength of the sword god in white who was one of the seven masters of the ancient martial arts world and was a fifth-grade grandmaster.
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And when they worked tirelessly to finally reach the Yijian Sect on the top of the lush mountain, and saw the grace of the sword god in white, Lao Jiu had only one thought in his mind at that time, that is, he had met the banished immortal!
Lao Jiu was lost in thought for a long time, stretched out his hand to make a gesture, and said slowly: "I saw him slash the clouds in the sky with his sword."
"Cut Kaiyun with one sword?"
"real or fake?"
He Qi and others were dumbfounded and found it incredible.
Lao Jiu chuckled and said: "In the past, when we held bloody competitions in Jiangzhou, they were mostly underground fighting arenas, abandoned warehouses in the suburbs, and the like. Why did we choose to hold the football stadium today? You should understand, just wait and see the good show!
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As soon as he finished speaking, Lao Jiu stood up suddenly and looked towards the entrance with an expression of great respect:
"coming!"
He Qi and others looked towards the entrance, and they all stood up in unison.
At the entrance, Xia Houyingzhe and a middle-aged man wearing a white ancient robe walked in side by side, and there was another middle-aged man wearing a black robe, half a step behind.
The man in white robe accompanying Xia Hou Yingzhe had fluttering clothes and long hair shawl.
The man in black robes following the two of them had a sword on his waist.
Behind these people, Xiang Yuquan and other Xia Houyingzhe's men followed respectfully.
The most interesting thing is that at the end of the team, there are four men in black, carrying a large mahogany sword box, chattering and sweating profusely.
It is enough to see that the sword box is very heavy.
"Um?"
Qin Changsheng, who was forced into a corner by Luo Yuyan and Yang Yu and was trying to escape, suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked towards the entrance.
He clearly felt a fierce momentum coming from the man in white robes.
It was as if a peerless sword had walked into this football field!
Just when Qin Changsheng looked at the man in white robe, the man in white robe also turned around and looked over.
The first time the two met, they looked at each other consciously in this venue with thousands of people.
"Sect Leader Wan, what are you looking at?"
Xia Houyingzhe followed Wan Qili's gaze towards the corner and asked at the same time.
"An interesting person."
Wan Qili curled his lips.
Xiahou Yingzhe saw Qin Changsheng and said solemnly: "He is the one who defeated my grandmaster, Qin Changsheng."