From the Perfect World

Nothing to say all night.

Lin Yang didn't wait for the attack that should have happened, presumably there was an extra first-class master, which made things change.

There were no unexpected attacks, and the three major sects of Wanjian Sect, Zhaixinglou and Xiaoyuemen also arrived at Fengyun Manor today as scheduled.

Gu Kongshan, the head of the Wanjian sect, the old man guarding the gate of Xiaoyuemen, and the master Luo of Zaixinglou held an alliance meeting in the presence of a crowd of martial arts people, vowing to seal the devil's tomb to prevent the world from being burned.

Thanks to Lin Yang's blessing, the group of reincarnators ranked among the heads of many Jianghu sects, sitting closest to the center.

Some people whispered that they were dissatisfied that a group of juniors could sit in front of themselves and other "martial arts legends", but due to the power of Fengyunzhuang, they dared not make trouble.

On such occasions, once something happens, they will not give face to the four major sects. If they are targeted, there will be no place for them to gain a foothold in the world.

At the end of the alliance meeting, it is a "discussion" to show the strength of all parties. The winner will have more say in the ensuing crusade.

"This mage, I want to have a lesson with you."

The person who spoke was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with half-white hair and wearing brocade clothes. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Meng Qi. The little monk's big, bald head dangled in front of his eyes for a long time, which had already made him feel angry. He took the opportunity to teach the other party a lesson in an upright manner, and let him know that the seat was not arranged by Gu Kongshan, so he could sit wherever he wanted. of.

"It's the leader of the 'Dakong Gang', Yuan Xingyun."

Some martial arts practitioners recognized Jin Yi's identity as a middle-aged man.

"Tsk tsk, this Yuan Xingyun has always been outspoken. I didn't expect to be able to endure until now."

Someone also joked teasingly, judging from where he was sitting, his status would not be lower than that of the leader of the Dakong Gang.

"It is rumored that the leader of the Dakong Gang, by chance, has some connection with Xiaoyuemen, and his martial arts has already surpassed the masters of the inner family, and he has stepped into Tongyou."

A young man who was neither tall nor short thought of the rumors of the previous two years.

"Whether it's true or not, you'll find out when you look at it later. This young monk can sit in the first row, no matter what, he is also a master of the inner family."

The speaker had a scabbard hanging from his waist, obviously a swordsman.

"Old Master, this..."

The head of Wanjian Sect turned his head to look at Gukong Mountain opposite. He has a straight temper like a sword, but considering that this place is Fengyunzhuang, he doesn't want to overwhelm the host.

"Except for us and the four major sects who can form Tongyou with the power of the Zhenpai divine soldiers, ordinary martial arts people, no matter how strong the inner family is, can't compare with Tongyou's supernatural powers. There will be no masters. Their martial arts competition is just a waste of time."

The old man Shou Que spoke out the words that the head of Wan Jian Sect hesitated to speak. It is indeed as he said, but it is a pity that none of the reincarnated people in front of him practiced the path to the seclusion, and none of them are weaker than ordinary secluded ones.

Lord Luo looked at the situation in front of him and said nothing.

Left and right battles that can be resolved with just a few breaths. The leader of Dakong, who relies on Xiaoyue weaving to open up the secluded world, is not comparable to an ordinary monk.

"Amitabha, since the benefactor has kindly invited you, the poor monk will not be respectful."

After Meng Qi said the Buddha's name, he walked onto the ring with a smile on his face. It would be great if his team could hold the final say.

Yuan Xingyun snorted coldly, and walked up to the Qingshi arena in two or three steps. The two faced each other several feet away.

"In that case, let the owner of the villa act as the referee."

Gu Kongshan waved away the disciple who was supposed to be the referee, and spoke with a smile.

Take this opportunity to observe the strength of this power gang.

A thought flashed through his mind.

Gu Kongshan looked around the venue, his eyes paused slightly on Lin Yang, who was not paying attention, then looked at the two people on the ring, and said, "You two, let's start when you are ready."

As soon as the word falls,

Yuan Xingyun snorted coldly again, arrogance flashed across his expression. With his hands behind his back, he said like an expert outside the world: "Little monk, the leader of this gang is more than ten years older than you, and he will not bully you. I will let you have one hand later, and then let you make the first move, so as not to spread rumors about the leader of the gang. In the name of bullying the little."

Pooh!

Lin Yang really couldn't hold back his laughter. Every time he performs missions in the low-martial world, he always meets this kind of character who is the second child and the third child. Does this middle-aged man in brocade clothes know that Meng Qi, who is opposite him, has the strength to kill six or seven orifices? He is barely equivalent to two orifices, where does he have confidence?

The venue was far from silent, but the sudden laughter was extremely ear-piercing, which caused many martial arts practitioners to look towards the place where the laughter came from.

"Sorry, sorry."

Lin Yang waved his hand to signal everyone not to care. He rubbed his chin and reflected in his heart: "Is it because I haven't practiced long enough that I'm not in the right mood, or am I laughing too lowly? Although I know that people's 'common sense' is not wrong, since I'm here, I have to respect it." My 'common sense' was right, well, that's it."

"Who is this junior who doesn't understand etiquette? How can He De sit in the first place besides me?"

The old man guarding the gate glanced sideways, and spoke in a bad tone. Born in Xiaoyuemen, he has always looked down upon the muddy legs of the Jianghu, and the little characters who have always been hopeless, danced happily one by one, making people disgusted. If it weren't for a chance meeting, it would be absolutely impossible for Yuan Xingyun to rely on his own magic soldier Xiaoyuezhi to achieve the Unrestricted.

Hearing this, Gu Kongshan couldn't help but change his expression. He quickly glanced at Lin Yang, and after finding nothing unusual, he said in a low voice, "Be careful, I'll talk to you later."

As soon as the three major sects arrived today, the alliance meeting began directly. He has not yet told the leaders of the three major sects about the situation of Lin Yang and others.

His cautious attitude made Sect Master Wan Jian and Lou Zhu, who didn't care at first, also turn their heads, and then stared at Lin Yang for a long time, but they couldn't find anything.

"snort."

The old man guarding the gate didn't say much anymore, knowing that there must be something hidden in it.

Seeing that the meeting place became quiet again, Meng Qi raised his head slightly, stared at the roof for a few seconds, and before Yuan Xingyun became impatient, he sighed slightly: "Amitabha, since the benefactor said so, the little monk will not hold back. I hope the benefactor will forgive me."

The Red Sun Suppressing Evil Knife he held was an ordinary Jie Knife, but the blade was faintly glowing crimson and covered with patterns like scriptures. It's a sharp weapon.

"Benefactor, look at the knife!" Meng Qi yelled, showing proper etiquette.

Yuan Xingyun smiled when he heard this, and was about to use his own ability to communicate with the ghost.

A flash of brilliant knife light leaped into the eyes, surrounded by the world of mortals, as if it contained the elusive thing in everyone's heart.

The sword is bright and empty, and it has evolved thousands of times.

Yuan Xingyun saw that he had obtained the god soldiers from the four major sects in one, and he calmed down the devil's tomb with the power of one person. After that, he made a great achievement and stepped into a state of ecstasy that no one has stepped into for thousands of years. With the artifact of Sheji to rule the world, there are three thousand beauties in the harem, the world is peaceful and the weather is smooth, and everyone is known as the Holy Emperor. After more than a hundred years, he has achieved the realm of immortals and gods, breaking through the sky and soaring.

All of these are extremely beautiful, extremely sweet, and hard to extricate myself from.

The martial arts practitioners who also saw this brilliant sword light also felt that there was a world of mortals in their hearts, and they couldn't extricate themselves. Some people blush, some have red ears, some are excited, some laugh wildly, all kinds of gaffes, and so on.

Ten thousand taels of gold, fame in martial arts, wine and beauties, indulging in life and death, all of them smiled, as if they were enjoying these.

Even the helmsmen of the four major sects stared blankly at the knife with wide-eyed eyes.

The light converges, and the dream wakes up.

Everyone woke up with a start, feeling extremely lost, wishing to experience the ultimate beauty again.

"good."

Lin Yang's eyes showed approval. This knife is aimed directly at the heart, and all kinds of desires are hard to resist. It is worthy of the Buddhism's unique exterior knowledge, Ananda's saber technique.