Chapter 816: Start

On August 15th, it was sunny.

The newly built venue was already crowded with people.

The Cangbing Building dominates the world, and if an alliance meeting is to be held, Shunchang will perish. Which power in the world would dare not come?

As early as a few days ago, sporadic warriors arrived, gathering tens of thousands of people.

In particular, most of these people are fighters above the third rank, almost covering the essence of the entire Shenzhou martial arts!

Some of them were inexplicably astonished at the sudden rise of soldiers in the Cangbing Building, some were extremely jealous, and some had the most direct hatred.

But no matter what your mood is, you can only come to the venue, silently waiting for the final fight of Zhengdao!

Although martial arts is divided into black and white, in fact, most of them are still grass.

If the Cangbing Building succeeds in landing, those old fritters will definitely surrender their sincerity, and if the righteous way is Dachang, they don't mind changing themselves and becoming benevolent and righteous people.

"This time, there is no hope for the Tibetan army master Nangong, but he has made up his mind to establish his prestige in the world. On the day of the alliance, he will kill the holy maiden sacrificial flag of the Tiannvzong... Alas, it is rumored that this woman is very beautiful, and I am lucky to be able to do so." go."

"I'm afraid the face of the Tiannvzong will be swollen this time!"

"Compared to the saint, there is another person who died with her, named Jiang Xiaodie, but she is not very famous..."

"But to be able to stand side by side with the saint, how can her identity be ordinary?" Another well-informed person made a mysterious look: "As far as I know, this woman should be the master of the Lishang Sword, and she is also the same as the legendary That one, there is some unclear relationship!"

"in this case……"

The old fried dough sticks in the circle suddenly gasped: "The dragon fights the tiger, and there is no end to death!"

The ancestor of the Jiang family walked past with his hands behind his back, with neither sadness nor joy on his face.

As the long-renowned First Grade Grandmaster, Huanhua Shenjian, of course he was also invited.

Moreover, Jiang Xiaodie of the Jiang family has been staying at home. After becoming the sword master of Lishang, she even changed her surname back to 'Jiang'. Even the most well-informed people in the martial arts may not know the relationship between him and the other party. relation.

Rao is so, I can't help but feel very worried.

'...In the Demon Sect, I am afraid that someone knows Xiaodie's origin...'

The patriarch of the Jiang family clenched the ordinary iron sword in his hand: "It's a big deal... I'm going to leave my life here!"

As soon as he thought of this, he straightened his back, and his whole body was like a long sword drawn out of its sheath, which made the few people around who were still whispering back away.

"Who is this person?"

"Huanhua Shenjian, Mr. Jiang, even he is here?"

"Isn't it rumored that this person has a wretched appearance and is the one without the style of a master? How could his temperament change so drastically? Like a sword drawn out of its sheath?"

Around him, many surprised or deep gazes cast a certain distance from him.

After all, it was in the Jiang family's old house when the blood-drinking knife fought against the golden wind and light rain.

Even if they don't know the relationship between this person and Sword Master Li Shang, many discerning people know that the Jiang family may not be able to please in the future, and it will be good if they don't make trouble.

"Since Brother Jiang is here, why don't you come in with me?"

At this time, a group of black-clothed swordsmen approached, the leader with a rigid face, two fiery red eyebrows drooping, and extended an invitation to the ancestor of the Jiang family.

"Since it is an invitation from the Wanhua Sword Sect, the Holy Land of Martial Arts, the old man is naturally disrespectful!"

Old man Jiang smiled kindly, stepped forward and walked into the venue with the master of Wanhua Sword Sect.

This Wanhua Sword Sect is similar to the Tiannv Sect. They are both the original holy land of martial arts, struggling to support under the indiscriminate attack of the Demon Sect.

Of course, it was Fang Yuan who intentionally let them go so that they could survive until now.

The two entered hand in hand, occupied a front seat in the venue, and both sat down.

The patriarch of the Jiang family endured and endured, finally couldn't hold back, and secretly asked through voice transmission: "Where is that person? Where did he go? If the Sword Master of the Heavenly Emperor does not come out this time, the Cangbing Building will really unify Shenzhou and Wulin. You have accomplished a great feat that the heavenly demon and Taoist masters of all generations could not accomplish!"

"This...we don't know either!"

There was a hint of embarrassment in the voice transmission of the red-browed lord of the Wanhua Sword Sect: "I only know that after the birth of the Heavenly Emperor Sword Master, he took the corpse of his junior sister and flew away, and there was no news..."

"What?"

Hearing this, the ancestor of the Jiang family almost spat out a mouthful of old blood: "Then you dare to come here, aren't you throwing yourself into a trap?"

"This time, not only I will come, but also the head of the Heavenly Maid Sect...the Zhao family, the Qian family, the Sun family and other families who support the righteous way of martial arts..."

The red-browed Sect Master's face was determined: "Even if the Heavenly Emperor Sword Master does not come, we must come, because we are the backbone of the righteous way of martial arts!"

As soon as these words came out, there was a strong righteousness in him.

It's not the mysterious and mysterious exercises of the Confucius family, but the real meaning of sacrifice and fearlessness!

This is the righteousness accumulated by Jianghu Baidao who has been in charge of the martial arts for a hundred years, inspiring generations of martial arts people to throw their heads and blood for it!

"Is it fake? Just because it is the last backbone, so you are eager to send it to your door asking for a discount?"

The ancestor of the Jiang family rolled his eyes: "Don't you want to use your blood as a stimulus to attract the sword master of the Heavenly Emperor?"

"For the righteousness of the martial arts, everyone can sacrifice. At the critical moment, even if the sect is dead and the orthodoxy is broken, what is it?"

The red-browed suzerain said with emotion.

"Hehe... If it's really like this, will the Heavenly Emperor Sword Master not make a move? The Heavenly Emperor Sword Masters of all generations are all benevolent, righteous, wise and brave people with the world in mind, and they will definitely not be like this!"

The ancestor of the Jiang family shook his head, knowing the virtues of these people.

In fact, it cannot be said that they are wrong, at least compared with the Kong family, they are the righteousness of the martial arts.

But holding righteousness in hand, sacrificing others at will without hesitation, and doing the same when it is your turn, it makes people feel very complicated.

"Huh? Huahuashen Sword?"

Gu Qixing, who was present to maintain order, looked at the ancestor of the Jiang family, his eyes moved slightly, and then he let out a long sigh.

He looked around, and in the venue at this time, the magic gate seemed to be the master, entertaining the helmsmen of various sects and sects.

The six demon sects that originally needed to hide their whereabouts were able to walk in the sun openly, and even the heads and faction leaders had to smile. In the past, it was really unimaginable .

"It's just... all of this is not because of my own efforts, but purely because of that person!"

Gu Qixing's expression was complicated when he thought of the Tibetan soldier landlord.

Once upon a time, he also regarded that young man as his goal and the object that he must surpass.

But he couldn't imagine that in just a short period of time, the other party not only reached a level of martial arts that he could not imagine, but also unified the magic sect, dominated the world, and fulfilled the long-cherished wish that the heavenly demon masters of all generations could not fulfill.

Even his master had to bow his head to the other party.

Today, it is about to reach the peak!

"How I think... this person will be me!"

Gu Qixing sighed secretly, buried his feelings in the bottom of his heart, his face was cold and hard, the ancient well was calm.

"It's time!"

The gathering of guests from all over the world filled the entire venue, but it was orderly and almost silent.

Accompanied by the emcee's shout, all eyes were focused on the high platform in the center of the venue in an instant.

The platform is nine feet nine feet wide and is paved with white malachite. At this time, two wooden frames were erected.

In a commotion, the two women were tied up.

Wearing brocade robes, Tang Shushu walked gracefully to the center of the stone platform, and clasped his fists at the surrounding faces: "Everyone is polite!"

'Unexpectedly... the fourth book of the Tang Dynasty, the former magic weapon, the most beautiful man in the orthodox martial arts, also joined the magic sect! '

Seeing this scene, many elders frowned, even the Chimei Jianzong did the same.

After all, when it comes to fighting alone, he may not necessarily be the opponent of Tang Shushu who has lost his magic weapon now.

'The Daoist Demon Master...'

I don't know how many people in the righteous way sighed in their hearts, but they still had to smile when they saw the patrolling demon disciples coming over.

Ninety-nine percent of the sects that were summoned at this time were subdued by the Cangbinglou, and they had already knelt. Only the few remaining Tiannvzong and Wanhuajianzong could keep their knees.

"...A group of virtuous people gathered together, and the young and old gathered together. Looking at the history of Wulin in Yanzhou, there are not many times such a grand meeting..."

On the stage, Tang Shushu deserved to be a talented manager, articulate, but the key was his profound internal skills, his voice could be heard all over the room, as if it was right next to his ears.

"...Since the Emperor Wu, China has not had a true leader for so many years. Many sects attacked each other, and the people of the world suffered. For this reason, my lord has compassion and is willing to mediate disputes for the martial arts. Tiring one person with the world..."

What I said before, many people took it as nonsense, but when they heard this, their spirits were lifted, and they knew that the drama was coming.

"I am hiding in the military building. At this time, there are millions of people, and I am looking forward to the world. I am dedicated to solving problems for the martial arts. I have captured two witches a few days ago!"

Tang Shushu opened his eyes and told nonsense, describing the behavior of Jiang Xiaodie and Bi Luokong as extremely offensive: "I was ordered by the leader to kill Jiqi... and never let go of these dangerous elements who intend to subvert the martial arts. Find out!"

‘Once we check it out, it’s afternoon? Isn't the backstage of the saintess the Heavenly Maiden Sect? '

With this in mind, many eyes fell on the seat of the Tiannvzong.

Although the Heavenly Nv Sovereign's martial arts were abolished, she seemed to have regained her former demeanor at this time, still calm and unhurried.

At this time, Qian Kui stood up, and his voice was clear and clear: "My Tiannvzong is a famous and righteous school, so I shouldn't be so slanderous! This woman is my Taoist saint, but you treat him like this in the Tibetan military building, what is your intention?"

Crash!

There was an uproar at the scene.

The Heavenly Nv Sovereign is undoubtedly tearing her face, and she is about to see red with the bayonet.

...

"Tsk tsk..."

Next to the venue, on the roof of the Cangbing Building, Fang Yuan was condescending, overlooking the scene.

"There is more and more a sense of déjà vu of some big black hands behind the scenes... It's just that according to tradition, it seems that the anti-number one like me will not end well."

With neither sad nor happy expression on his face, he suddenly waved his hand.

In the venue, all the lackeys of the Cangbing Building had solemn faces, and received the signal to do something.