However, Qiqi said this too late, and Wuming's eyes had already come into contact with Gui Tong's eyes.

The two gazes were mixed together, and they could no longer be separated by just one glance.

Wuming's swordsmanship suddenly slowed down, and the sword energy quickly disappeared after the last move.

Gui Tong smiled slightly, stared at his eyes and walked closer: "I didn't want to deal with you, you insisted on coming out to get in the way of my good things."

His voice was like a ghost, clearly just the most ordinary words, but it was entangled in Wuming's ears, constantly echoing.

Wuming had no reaction at all, and looked at him blankly as if he was attracted by the eyes in his eyes. Even if he had already walked in front of him, he seemed to be unaware of it.

Finally, Gui Tong stretched out his hand, but Qiqi saw that his palm was shining with blue light under the sunlight.

His palm was poisonous. He was not just trying to defeat Wuming, but he even wanted to take his life!

"Be careful!" she exclaimed and was about to run up from the bottom of the stage.

A big palm landed on her wrist and pulled her back the moment she rushed out. At this moment, the palm of Ghost Pupil had already been pushed out.

Everyone only thought that the disciple of Zhaixing Tower would be shot down by his light palm in a blink of an eye like the one above.

But unexpectedly, at the moment when the disciples of the Five Mountains clapped their hands, the disciples of Zhaixing Tower, who had been completely stunned as if they were trapped in a demonic obstacle, suddenly their eyes flashed, and the corners of their lips were tugged. No one could see the faint smile except Guipian.

In an instant, the sword light flashed, and with a "hiss", the long sword pierced straight into the other party's chest.

He raised his hand casually, and the powerful sword energy carried the other party's body. He made people fly out with a "swoosh" sound, and then fell heavily to the ground.

After his companion was shot down, the remaining disciple of the Five Mountains Sect was panicked and looked back unconsciously. With just a hesitation, the stubborn gray-clothed disciple of Zhaixinglou had raised his hand and punched him in front of his chest with a "bang".

The disciple of the Five Mountains Sect was immediately thrown away, spitting blood in his mouth, and his body fell like a kite with a broken string, falling not far from the ghost's eyes.

Since then, the competition has been completely over.

The one who stayed on the ring was the people from Zhaixing Tower. A small gang in Zhaixing Tower was not qualified to participate in the martial arts competition, and they also had to obtain this qualification through the Hengmen Confrontation Competition.

They were like dark horses. After breaking into the martial arts conference, they rushed over and unobstructed. At this moment, they stood on the platform and became the head of the entire Jiangnan martial arts world in the new year.

Some people were shocked, some couldn't believe it, some were angry, some were unwilling to accept it, but no matter what others thought, at least the outcome was decided at this moment, and the result was already out.

After a moment of silence, Abbot Hongyuan suddenly laughed loudly and applauded: "Zaixinglou's performance this year is really exciting, and it really opened my eyes."

He stood up and walked towards the ring. Wuming from the audience also stood up, strode onto the ring, and came to Abbot Hongyuan.

Abbot Hongyuan looked around and finally looked back at Chu Jiangnan and Chu Dingbei, and said with a smile: "Do you two notaries have any objections? If there is no objection, I will announce who will be the leader of the martial arts world this year."

Chu Jiangnan just nodded to him, with no strange expression on his face. Chu Dingbei also nodded vigorously, but his eyes were locked on Wuming, who was wearing a human skin mask, thinking about when to find this little brother to practice sword skills together.

Such a good swordsmanship was so dazzling that he could not make friends with such talents. How could he be reasonable if he didn't make friends with such talents?

It happened that he came on behalf of the court this time. Zhaixing Tower won this competition. From now on, they would have more opportunities to get along with the court, so they would have to find an opportunity to fight this little brother.

"Since neither of the notaries has any objections, I will announce the position of the leader of the martial arts world this year..."

“Let’s wait…”

Ghost Pupil, whose chest was stabbed by Wuming's sword, spat a mouthful of blood, stared at the person holding the sword on the stage. Just as he was about to say something, a beautiful woman's voice came from behind: "This brother is too seriously injured and needs to be treated immediately."

As soon as he finished speaking, Guitong felt his neck tightening. He didn't know what had pierced into his neck. When he opened his mouth again, his voice could not be spoken at all.

At the same time, someone squatted beside him, holding his right wrist, as if he was taking his pulse. In fact, the silver needle on her fingertips that was so thin that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye, quickly penetrated into the tendons of his right wrist without anyone noticing it.

Guitong only felt his tendons tightening, and a heart-wrenching tingling pain came from his wrist. He was so scared that he was completely broken. He suddenly raised his head and stared at the woman squatting beside him. His pupils were also reflected in his stunning face.

But she deliberately kept her face away from his eyes, and fell into his eyes once. This time, Qiqi said that she would not dare to meet his eyes.

Even though she knew very well that this person was hurt too deeply, she might not have the strength to gather a body of true energy to capture her soul, no matter what, safety is the priority, and it is always good to be careful.

Master Yue stood up quickly, strode over, stared at Qiqi and said angrily: "What are you doing?"

This girl had suffered a lot under Gui Tong. How could she be so kind to come to treat Gui Tong? Gui Tong no matter how Gui Tong said that it was all people over there. Something happened to him, and he didn't know if the people behind him would push this matter to him.

Hearing the angry voice of Master Yue, Qiqi was startled and stood up quickly. He looked at Chu Jiangnan who had jumped down from the ring and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother... Senior brother, I... I just saw him shed so much blood... I..."

"Don't be afraid, senior brother is here, who dares to be rude to you? Senior brother slapped him out with one palm."

Zhuang Zhu is not a person who talks a lot. Now that he has said so much in one breath, everyone can't hear the shocking power of this, but instead hears a hint of pleasure, no one dares to question the words of the number one Zhuang Zhuang Zhuang in the world.

Master Yue clenched his big fist, and was so angry that he gritted his teeth, but he was helpless.

Qiqi hid behind Chu Jiangnan, poked his head out and looked at the ghost pupils lying in a pool of blood. He looked panicked, but his eyes were filled with joy.

Especially when his sight was coming, she never hid again this time and laughed at him, "You are so hurt, hurry up and find someone to treat you. Your master is so fierce, so I won't show you, don't look for me."

After saying that, he also made a face at him, his look of pride and excitement made Guitong unable to breathe. With a "wow", a mouthful of turbid blood suddenly surged out.

He stared at Qiqi's face with endless murderous aura in his eyes, but because he was too seriously injured and too angry, his big palm was trembling and he couldn't speak at all. This look was so pitiful.

No matter what happened here, the decision of the upper Hongyuan Abbot Hongyuan could not be changed. When he announced that the leader of this martial arts alliance was Qi Chenfeng, the leader of Zhaixing Tower, the leader of the leader of the Wutan Sect snorted coldly. Even if he was unwilling to accept it, he could only lead his disciples back to the courtyard and prepare to go down the mountain.

Shaolin Temple was instructed by the court, and the Northern Prince and the Iron Cavalry Regiment were here again. Since Zhaixing Tower achieved this victory, there would be no more of them next.

Although the leader of the Wutan Sect was angry, he had nothing to say, but his skills were not as good as others.

As for the head of the Five Mountains Sect, he lost his wife and soldiers this time, and could not take the position of leader of the martial arts world and could not continue to cooperate with the people behind him. Not only did he fly the fat meat in his mouth, but even the meat on his body was dug out a large piece.

Five hundred thousand taels of gold. If this batch of money was not cheated, even if he could not get the position of the leader of the martial arts world now, at least he would not have suffered too much damage.

However, this time his damage was too great, so he could not bear it.

How do you explain to your disciples when you go back this time? How can their Five Mountains Sect gain a foothold in the world in the future? What should you do next when you lose so much?

But not many people cared about his pain and anger. After Abbot Hongyuan announced the new leader of the martial arts world, he went to the Zen room to discuss matters with Chu Dingbei and the new leader of the martial arts world "Qi Chenfeng".

Chu Jiangnan was also invited, but he knew very well that this matter had nothing to do with the world's number one village for the time being. After saying a few polite words, he left them with them, so he returned to his courtyard with Qiqi.

Today is August 14th, and tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival. They should pack up their luggage and put them back to the world's number one farm.

When I went back, I heard Qiqi's excited voices keep ringing along the way: "Have you seen his eyes just now, and that look so funny."

Chu Jiangnan sighed slightly, and couldn't help but reach out and scrape it over the tip of her nose: "Do you know who you offended?"

"Do you know that?" She looked up at him and said with a smile: "Did you see it long ago?"

"It's not very early," he said indifferently.

He really couldn't see it before. Although he had noticed this person, there were too many people who needed to pay attention to it. Just now, all his attention was on the disciple who danced the sword, so he didn't pay much attention to the ghost pupil.

Such exquisite sword techniques are indeed rare in the world. He even thought that perhaps only the world's No. 1 sword, the No. 1 killer in Zichuan, could compete with him. Wuming, under the stands, always felt that his aura was not right.

Too familiar, too unlike Wuming.

After thinking about it, I finally realized that Wuming himself was the one on the stage. As for the "Wuming" below, I was probably dressed by someone.

The disguise technique is so powerful that there are not many people in the world. It happens that there is one person in the Yehuang Dynasty. This time, the group of disciples of Zhaixing Tower have messy faces, which is probably the man's hand.

The Fourth Emperor had not told him too much about details before, and it was because he would not participate too much in this matter, so he did not know the matter of Zhaixing Tower that was not thorough.
Chapter completed!