The beginning of Tianlong is second to Murong Fu

Chapter 222
Ulsan.

God knife door.

On the competition stage.

"Nonsense! You are all excuses! If you have not waited for this martial arts leader to be elected, all sects and factions have already started killing each other, so what is the point of this martial arts leader? The martial arts conference is over, isn't it already causing chaos in the world?!"

Qiao Feng stared at Zhuge Jin and said sharply.

"Then what is Qiao's gang leader trying to do? Could it be that he wants to prevent such a martial arts conference for his own brother?!"

Zhuge Jin changed the subject and asked coldly.

"I just came out to say something fair! Zhuge Sect Master's words just now are flawed! The fact that Wang Yuyan is a witch is originally a rumor and there is no evidence at all. My second brother Xu Zhu is not as unscrupulous as you said!"

"The reason why he killed hundreds of people from the Hengshan Sword Sect was because the Hengshan Sword Sect repeatedly provoked him, intending to assassinate him, and also wanted to rob Wang Yuyan. The purpose was the elixir of life rumored in the world! Don't think that I, Qiao Feng, don't know. , among these so-called martial arts people here, how many of them came here for the elixir of life, everyone knows it well!"

While talking, Qiao Feng looked at the various factions in the audience, feeling agitated.

When everyone in the audience saw Qiao Feng looking at them, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look directly.

"No matter what the facts are, killing hundreds of Hengshan faction is against the way of chivalry. If left unchecked, Tianmen will definitely bring great disaster to the martial arts world! Let me ask Chief Qiao, is he really going to seize the position of martial arts leader?"

Zhuge Jin forcibly brought the topic back again, staring at Qiao Feng and asking.

"I'm not interested in the position of the leader of the martial arts, but I want to see who will listen to other people's rumors and want to be an enemy of my second brother. Anyone who is an enemy of Tianmen is the enemy of my beggar gang! If Whoever wants to be the leader of the martial arts must first defeat me!"

Qiao Feng looked at the audience and said loudly, with arrogance.

"Okay! Everyone heard it, whoever wants to win the position of the leader of the martial arts, it's time to make a move!"

Zhuge Jin frowned, looked at all schools and factions and said loudly.

Xiao Jun, who was in the crowd, couldn't help being a little moved when he saw Qiao Feng standing on the stage and defending himself at the risk of offending the world.

He also didn't expect that Qiao Feng would actually speak for himself in front of the world's Jianghu sects. This kind of loyalty, in the world he used to be, has long been rare, almost extinct.

"I haven't lost yet!"

At this moment, the swordsman who had been standing on the competition stage snarled, and rushed towards Qiao Feng quickly, the long sword in his hand directly piercing Qiao Feng's back!
Because of Qiao Feng's sudden outburst, everyone forgot that there was another person on stage.

"You are also worthy to fight with me?!"

Qiao Feng yelled angrily, amidst the roar of dragons and tigers, he struck out with Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, and knocked the swordsman flying with one palm.

The man opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and fell directly to the stage, without even the strength to fight back.Then he struggled to get up, lowered his head and returned to his own camp, losing all face.

"Who else?!"

Qiao Feng stared at the audience and asked loudly.But for a long time, no one dared to fight, and none of them dared to look at Qiao Feng.

Qiao Feng's martial arts have long been famous in the world, and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms are even more superb. No one dares to try it easily in front of him.

In the battle of Juxian Village, too many sects had seen Qiao Feng's strength, even Shaolin Temple couldn't do anything to him, let alone other sects.

"Since everyone is unwilling to fight, then only the old man will do it himself!"

Before the words were finished, Zhuge Jin, the master of the Divine Sword Sect, jumped onto the stage and stood opposite Qiao Feng.

"Does the Zhuge Sect leader also want to fight for the position of the leader?"

Qiao Feng turned to look at Zhuge Jin, and asked with a sneer.

"The old man is also not interested in the position of the leader of the alliance. It's just because the martial arts fellows here are afraid of Qiao's Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms. Only the old man came forward to seek justice for the martial arts fellows! I have heard for a long time that the martial arts of Qiao's master is world-class. Today, Zhuge Jin I also want to learn."

Zhuge Jin cupped her fists at Qiao Feng and said in a deep voice.

"Then please make your move!"

Qiao Feng curled his lips and said coldly.

"Come the knife!"

Zhuge Jin yelled sharply, and then saw someone from the crowd of Shendaomen throw a knife and threw it on the competition stage, as if it had been rehearsed in advance, and it happened to fall into Zhuge Jin's hands.

A large knife with a golden sheath and a golden handle was shining and looked extremely dazzling.

The sword of Shendaomen has been the best in the world decades ago.

"Good knife!"

Qiao Feng frowned, and couldn't help but praise.

"I'm overwhelmed! Leader Qiao, please make a move!"

Zhuge Jin stared at Qiao Feng coldly, and said in a deep voice.

"Then you're welcome!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Feng rushed out like lightning, swung out his palm, and went straight to Zhuge Jin's chest!

Zhuge Jin snorted coldly, tapped the ground continuously, and rushed towards Qiao Feng as well!

Seeing that the distance between the two was getting closer, a bright light flashed, and Zhuge Jin drew his sword!

The dazzling bright light suddenly flashed, directly irritating Qiao Feng, he couldn't help but close his eyes for a moment, and then said badly to himself, and hurriedly backed away. Years of experience told him that the opponent's move of drawing the sword is also a move!
But it seems that it is too late!

Just when Qiao Feng retreated quickly, a trace of blood had already appeared!
Zhuge Jin's big knife passed by in a flash, leaving a gash on Qiao Feng's chest, and blood was slowly oozing out.

What a weird move!What a fast knife!

It is worthy of being the magic sword sect that has been famous in the world for decades, it is really powerful.

Qiao Feng took a few steps back before gaining a firm footing, looked down at the cut in his chest, and frowned involuntarily.

If he was a little later, that knife would be enough to cut him into two pieces.

"As expected of the Divine Sword Sect! Received the lesson!"

Qiao Feng raised his head, looked at Zhuge Jin coldly, and said in a deep voice, but there was no real admiration between his eyebrows and eyes.

"Accepted!"

Zhuge Jin said disdainfully.

"But now that I know that the person in front of me is making a ruthless move, why don't you come forward to stop it?"

Qiao Feng twitched the corner of his mouth and said coldly.

The meaning of the words is already very clear, even Zhuge Jin's own moves are so ruthless, how can he stop others.

This is the first time that the Shendao Sect has appeared in the world after decades, and it is also the first time that Zhuge Jin has made a move in front of various sects and factions. thunder.

All the martial arts practitioners present were moved and ashamed.

But Qiao Feng didn't seem to back down, he looked at Zhuge Lei coldly, gritted his teeth, stood up straight again, and watched Zhuge Jin speak again.

"Come again!"

Before he finished speaking, Qiao Feng rushed towards Zhuge Jin again!

(End of this chapter)