Tripod Reverses the Heaven

"Qing Mei, be careful!" After that, the ancient wind took the lead in waving his fist to attack, while Mu Qingqing smiled and waved colored ribbons to greet each other.

At the moment, the colorful ribbon is just a ribbon. It has not turned into a sharp blade that can cut everything, nor into a roaring colorful dragon.

Although the two are still fighting at this time, the meaning is completely different. There was no audience at the scene. They didn't care about winning or losing. They just wanted to be comfortable.

Colorful ribbons flew out of muqingqing's body, setting her off like a colorful fairy.

Mu Qingqing kept waving colored ribbons, and burst into silver bell like laughter, like a happy elf.

"Sister Qing, look at my boundless power!" The old custom is that the better the mood of the Vietnam War, the two were in different zongmen camps for four years. External conditions do not allow them to be too close. They can only enjoy themselves in their dreams.

Just as they were laughing and fighting, a loud cry came out in their ears: "wake up!"

This loud drink, like a yellow bell, shocked the deepest hearts of the two people. At this time, the two people who were still floating in the air suddenly opened their eyes and looked a little pale.

It was the elder of Tianjian sect who just shouted. He was afraid that Mu Qingqing would suffer losses in his dream, so he intervened.

Facing this scene, elder Bai was angry immediately. He flew directly onto the battle platform and said angrily to the tianjianzong elder below: "the sword is dusty. How dare you openly intervene in the battle between disciples."

Then, elder Bai arched his hand to the presiding elder and said, "it is obvious to all that my disciple of Wuliang sect pulled his little girl of Tianjian sect into a dream from the beginning, and should win. However, his sword was dusty, but he forcibly intervened, which seriously undermined the Dabi rule. I don't think this competition needs to continue. The champion Angelica belongs to the ancient style of my wuliangzong's talented disciple. "

"Fart, the competition is not over yet. Why should you be the champion?" The dust laden sword of Tianjian sect immediately rose to the table, indicating that it was very unconvinced.

"Hehe, are you unconvinced? The Qunying Association expressly stipulates that if someone on one side forcibly interferes with the competition on the platform during the battle, the Dabi shall be terminated immediately and the interfering party shall be directly sentenced to lose. " Bai Changlao then arched his hands to the presiding elder again and said, "I don't know if what I said is right or wrong? Should he be directly sentenced to the defeat of Tianjian sect? "

The presiding elder was immediately embarrassed and didn't know how to choose. Just then, another old man got up. He was very angry and said to the people: "yes, Qunying association has always had such rules and regulations, and the sword dust laden Taoist friends of Tianjian sect did intervene and should directly judge the loss."

The speaker was Nangong Zheng, who came to meet the people when wuliangzong first entered the imperial city that day. This person is the Prime Minister of the current Dynasty and the highest person in charge of this Qunying Association.

Then Nangong Zheng flew up to the battle platform. He took Gu Feng's small hand and announced loudly to the countless people watching the battle: "the big competition between FA Haijing is over. The champion is Gu Feng, a talented disciple of wuliangzong!"

Boom!

Just as Nangong was announcing the results, the frying pan under the battle platform was fried, and many people began to clap their hands because they bet on the ancient style. More people began to curse their mother, because they bet a lot on Mu Qingqing.

When they are angry, they scold the most is the dust laden sword of Tianjian sect. If it hadn't been for the old man's forcible intervention, who would have lost and who would have won the battle might have won.

Finally, the result was announced. Bai Changlao breathed out heavily, and the thing he had been worried about didn't happen at last. Speaking of it, he had to thank the dust laden sword. If he hadn't forcibly intervened and given wuliangzong a chance, the battle between the two might have been lost and won.

Although he has absolute confidence in the strength of the ancient style, he is worried that the ancient style will not go down. Now, he finally doesn't have to worry, because the champion has been won, and the ancient wind doesn't have to clear wood on the battle platform.

On the seat of wuliangzong, a burst of celebration broke out at this time. Everyone was very happy that the ancient wind could win the title. This is an honor, not only belongs to the ancient style individual, but also belongs to the whole wuliangzong.

Today is the champion's battle, so all those who came to the imperial city to participate in the Qunying meeting were present, including Leng guxing, who is not in the right way with the ancient wind, and his master Li elder.

When the people were celebrating, only these two people were indifferent, and the elder sent out a heavy cold hum to express their great dissatisfaction.

This move was seen by the ancient wind with sharp eyes, but he had no expression. He knew that although he and Leng Gu Xing belonged to the same division brothers, sooner or later they would become enemies and embark on the opposite level.

The champion was awarded to Gu Feng. There was no expression on Mu Qingqing's face. He smiled at Gu Feng and stepped down.

At the moment, her heart is also tangled with contradictions. In her heart, she actually wants to win the championship. She lost inexplicably, and she also feels a little wronged.

The more angry person is naturally the dust laden sword of Tianjian sect. At this time, he doesn't mention much regret. If it were not for his forced intervention, with Mu Qingqing's strength, he would still be very confident. Unfortunately, it's too late to say anything now. I blame myself for being too anxious.

Nangong first congratulated Bai Changlao, and then said to the countless audience: "this is the end of the Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma Dharma

Dabi finally ended. At this time, his iconic smile finally piled up on the antique face. He waved and shouted to the countless audience: "Hello, please remember my name, my name is antique!"

He made another mistake. For fear that others might not know his name, he began to introduce himself.

This move immediately filled elder Bai's mind with black lines, and Nangong was even more unable to laugh or cry.

Now, who doesn't know his ancient name and need such a high-profile self introduction?

There was also a burst of laughter under the stage. Although many people lost the bet, they really like the ancient style.

Dabi ended and countless audiences began to disperse. Although I didn't enjoy watching it, more people can accept such a result.

At this time, the name of ancient customs has become the talk of countless people. The whole Imperial City, streets and alleys, whether monks or mortals, are talking about ancient customs.

For a while, the ancient style became a household name and became famous throughout the Dragon kingdom.