Chapter 443: The Bujong Conference begins


"Good place! No wonder the mad dragon swordsmanship of the Wu family is brave and advancing, wide open and close, and invincible. It is here to hone martial arts, and to love the scenery, it is difficult to be brave and brave!" Someone said with emotion.
"It's a fart to cut off a stream of water, but a sword of Pingshan is called Niubi! Wujia Kuanglong's sword is indeed the world's first sword, cutting mountains like cutting vegetables!" Some people marveled.
"This word is bad, no matter how powerful the sword is, it depends on who is playing it. The same dragon sword, the same dragon sword, do you let other people in the Wu family try to cut the same mountain?"
"Oh, yes! It's been a hundred years, I don't know when the Wu family will be able to produce another sword sage, sweeping the East River again, and proclaiming our prestige."
"What? You say that the martial arts ground of the Wu family was cut by the ancestor Wu Shengwu of the Wu family? What international joke! Wu Sheng is no better than a knife that can flatten a mountain? Isn't that a fool?" Someone exclaimed.
"I don't believe it. This mountain is as big as a basketball court. What kind of knife can cut it out? It is to use heavy weight to guide the blast. One or two will not help."
"You are all frogs at the bottom of the well. Wu Sheng is known as the immortal, and he is in harmony with the Tao. He can borrow the power of the laws of heaven and earth. How can its combat power be conceived by you? Turning a river is a breeze. "
握 "grass the grass, listen to my emotions! If this martial arts conference can see a martial arts duel, that's good, this trip is worthwhile, there is no regret in this life."
"Yeah, yeah, I also want to watch the Wu Sheng showdown, the legendary jihad, must be shocking to the earth."
"Do n’t you want to see the Wu Sheng duel. If the Tao is broken today, there is no Wu Sheng in the world."
"This word is bad, who said that there is no martial arts in the world, the young war Xman who appeared in the Golden Triangle some time ago, isn't it just a martial arts? Xiao Qingtian, the ancestor of the Xiao family in Yancheng, may not have heard of it yet. Death should also be a martial arts. There are invincible war gods who have been hiding for 30 years, and they are as famous as the Xiao family ancestors. They should not have died, and they must have entered the martial arts. "
"Tianmu Fawang of the Western Region."
"East Master's Yin Yang Master ..."
Uh ...
The martial artists were talking in a row, and the big men came on stage.
I saw that at the VIP seat in the front row of Yanwuchang, there were people sitting down in turn, all of whom were extraordinary, with bright eyes, long walks, and magnificent vibes, all of which belonged to the existence of a master. Among the most honorable chair was Wu Canghai, the head of the Wu family, a generation of sword kings, and the third-ranked Grand Master. On one side he sat the Master Shikong of the Shaolin King Kong Gate, and on the other side he sat on the cold side of the Xiangxi Chase Gate.
"What is Master Yan looking for?"
When Wu Canghai saw the cold and looked around, he felt a little uncertain, so he asked him kindly.
"Have my unwieldy grandson not come yet?" Yan Han seemed to be talking to himself, as if answering Wu Canghai's words.
With a whisker in his hands, Wu Canghai smiled and said, "Young people, maybe they are craving for bed mats! The weather in the northwest of China is cold, and your grandchildren may not be up yet. Should you call and ask?"
"Haha!" Master Lingyun Shen Yunlong, who was sitting on the other side of the severe cold, laughed and said, "Handi doesn't need to worry, don't you see that Chen Jimen of Baji didn't come. There are several other masters. None of them were there. There was nothing to worry about. Not to mention that this morning was the Grand Master Competition, and the Junior Master Competition was in the afternoon. "
Shen Yunlong can sit with Yan Han not because the two have a good relationship, but because he is ranked fifth in the Grand Masters list.
The rankings in the market are strictly based on the ranking of capital. Each seat has a name and it must be seated properly.
Chen Tianhe's position is on the other side of Master Shikong, and it is empty at the moment.
Tong Yanhan looked at Chen Tianhe's position, and frowned even more.
He called his grandson Yan Xiaobai in the morning, but couldn't get through.
Some things he couldn't say. His grandson Yan Xiaobai went to rob Ye Ye last night. The good brother Shen Yunlong couldn't tell because it was not a good thing, and their Yan family wanted to marry the Shen family.
"Did something go wrong?" He speculated, and then repeatedly denied, "Impossible, impossible."
"Brother, it's useless to worry about you so blindly. Otherwise, you tell me which hotel and room Xiaobai lives in, and I will let Qingyue go and see." Shen Yunlong comforted.
He vaguely guessed why Frost was worried.
When I was at the airport yesterday, the cold and the real people in Wuya had a conflict, and the real people in Wuya and Ye Tian were together. Later, Ye Tian beat two of Xiao's family members and dropped the passenger car. In addition, Ye Tian is a Dan teacher, who has Dan Tao heritage and Dan medicine. Comprehensively, the severe cold will not let this person go. His grandson, Yan Xiaobai, may be one of the many warriors who attacked Ye Tian last night.
Even if he guessed it, it was not easy to break it, so he came up with this method.
"Let Qingyue go and have a look." Yan Han nodded.
"Let Hong Tao accompany Qingyue. Qingyue is the first time to come to Wujiazhen. He is unfamiliar with life and may not find a place." Wu Canghai said suddenly. He is also mature, guessing one or two. Moreover, his grandson Wu Hongtao is interested in Shen Qingyue, and he, as a grandfather, also wants to make matches.
"That would be the best." Shen Yunlong said.
Uh ...
As soon as Wu Hongtao and Shen Qingyue left, the Wuzong Assembly began. Although there are still a few masters on the field who did not attend the site ~ EbookFREE.me ~, but the fighting time has arrived, and fighting cannot be delayed.
Wu Canghai left the seat and strode to the Yanwu battle platform. First, he looked around the crowd and gathered all the focus of the audience on himself. Then he coughed and said, "Wu Canghai, the master of the northwest martial arts, First of all, I would like to express my gratitude to everyone who came from afar. The five-year grand master conference is the highest standard event in China ’s martial arts world. Today ’s martial arts elites gather in my northwest martial arts to exchange martial arts and learn martial arts. I martial arts martial arts in China, re-ranking the martial arts list, especially the younger generation of martial arts. As the so-called martial arts is like sailing against the water, if you do n’t advance, you will retreat. There must be no falsehood. At every Buddhism conference, there are no shortage of newcomers who emerged and made a splash. We will wait and see what dark horses this Buddhism conference can kill! "
There was a lot of discussion in the ring, and many martial artists were flexing their muscles.
"Which grandmaster wants to win the top, come up and give everyone a sample." Wu Canghai looked at the grandmaster's seat and smiled.
No one knows that it is not advantageous to play first. You must first accept the challenge of the master who ranks below. Winning has no effect on the ranking. If you lose, you will be downgraded. Only you win will be eligible to challenge the previous ones. Grandmaster, only when you win the ranking will you improve.
What a pity, masters, look at me, I look at you, like a shy girl, no one appeared on the stage for a while.
"Let me do it!"
Suddenly one person rose from the table. Everyone looked at Wu Jianghe, the son of Wu Canghai.
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