"Grandmaster? I'm not yet!"
Song Qian smiled, her smile full of meaning.
"Not the Grand Master?"
Ouyang Feng took a deep look at Song Qian, and the trace of humility that had just appeared on his face immediately disappeared, and a look of aloofness began to appear.
If you are not a great master, you are trying to show off to me!
At the top of the martial arts, I am proud of the world. If I am Ouyang, there will be heaven!
Under the Grand Master, I am invincible, and above the Grand Master, I am invincible!
With this thought flashing through his mind, Ouyang Feng felt that he could do it again at this moment, and he snorted with confidence: "I don't care what your status is in the Xuanyi Guards, but this is the Southern Song Dynasty, not the imperial capital!
We, the Southern Song Dynasty Wulin, hold a martial arts conference. This is a grand event for us Jianghu people. What does it have to do with you Xuanyi Wei!
The girl came up indiscriminately and asked her disciples to hit people. Isn't it too disrespectful to take our Southern Song Dynasty martial arts seriously? "
Although he is arrogant, he is not stupid. Just based on Song Qian's lightening skills just now, he knows that this woman is very powerful.
In addition, the other party was backed by the mountain of Xuanyiwei, so he didn't want to offend the other party to death directly.
If you can make the other party retreat in spite of difficulties with words alone, and suppress them with virtue, your prestige in this arena will definitely reach its peak.
Force can only be taken orally.
And if he wants to become the true leader of the alliance, he must find a way to convince these unruly martial arts people.
And the woman in front of him was simply brought to his door to increase his prestige!
Song Qian looked at him calmly, "Xuan Yiwei sets the rules, and the people in the world follow the rules. Within the scope of the rules, there is no problem for you to hold a martial arts conference."
A smile appeared on Ouyang Feng's face, little girl, are you giving in?
"but!"
Song Qian's voice continued, "In the name of a martial arts competition, you are doing things to bully the people. This is something that I, the Xuanyi Guard, will never tolerate!"
Ouyang Feng's expression changed, "I, Ouyang Feng, a great master of martial arts and one of the Five Ultimate Beings, have ever oppressed the common people. If you want to find trouble, girl, you have to find a suitable reason, right?"
As soon as these words came out, many people in the martial arts field cheered.
"That is, no matter how overbearing the imperial court is, it still won't allow us to gather to exchange martial arts?"
"Ouyang Feng has a bad reputation, but he still needs to be ashamed. I believe you said that he stole the secrets of other sects, but it would be too much to bully the people, right?"
"This is a pure martial arts conference, and no ordinary people will participate. Girl, if you want to cause trouble, you should find a suitable reason, right?"
call out!
At this moment, a sword light flashed in the sky. Soon, the sword light paused, and a figure walked out of the light and shadow.
"It's Sword Saint Ye Gucheng!"
"He's even here?"
Some people in the crowd exclaimed.
In the past two years, Ye Gucheng's name has been resounding throughout the Southern Song Dynasty.
Anyone who violates the rules of the Xuanyi Guard and harms the common people with their martial arts skills will be issued a wanted order by Ye Gucheng and will be hunted to the ends of the earth and to the ends of the earth without stopping!
In short, it’s just one word, ruthless!
No matter how strong you are, no matter what forces are behind you, as long as you commit a crime and leave a complete body after death, that is the best outcome!
As soon as he appeared, the martial arts people who had originally voiced their support for Ouyang Feng all shut their mouths honestly.
Although Ouyang Feng is an old poisoner, this old guy still wants to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he will not kill people at will.
But Ye Gucheng is different.
As people from the world of martial arts, who hasn't had a murder case?
If you really offend this Ye Jian Sheng, they will turn your back on you and issue you a Xuanyi Guard arrest warrant. From now on, you will be hunted down by endless masters from all walks of life!
As soon as Ye Gucheng appeared, he didn't even look at Ouyang Feng, who had a serious expression on his face. Instead, he looked sideways at a certain location.
"My lord, have you just come out of seclusion?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, the crowd below started to stir and suddenly separated, as if an invisible hand had opened a passage.
Then, on one side of the passage, Song Xuan's figure appeared in everyone's sight.
Meeting Ye Gucheng's gaze, Song Xuan nodded and said with a smile: "I have just left the customs. I heard that it is very lively here, so I came to take a look."
With that said, Song Xuan walked forward with steps.
As he moved around, everyone around him continued to retreat to both sides, and everyone felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.
Even sword masters like Ye Gucheng had to call this young man "sir". Could this man be from the top of Xuanyi Guard in the imperial capital?
Song Xuan's movements were not fast, but wherever he passed, everyone seemed to be in a secluded world. Many heroes who killed without batting an eye did not even dare to take a breath at this time.
That feeling was too terrifying. Song Xuan obviously didn't seem to have any momentum, but there was a constant warning in the depths of their souls, and the fear continued to escape from the bones to the whole body.
This is the instinctive fear at the soul level when lower-level beings face higher-level beings.
Among the crowd, some discerning senior sect leaders had begun to lead their disciples to evacuate.
"Master, why are you running?"
Some disciples were puzzled. Their cultivation was low. They felt that Song Xuan was very powerful, but they were not in awe of him.
There were so many martial arts heroes present, no matter how powerful the young Master Xuanyi Wei was, could he still kill them all?
"Shut up!"
A white-haired old man whispered: "You don't have to be great at martial arts, but you must know how to look at the situation!
Xuan Yiwei has made it clear this time that he is coming to deal with Ouyang Feng, but he is still staying here. Do you want to be buried with that old poisoner? "
Just when he was about to teach his disciple a few words, Song Xuan stepped into the air in the distance and his voice slowly sounded.
"Whether your White Camel Villa has oppressed or harmed the people, I know, and you know it in your heart!"
Song Xuan stared at Ouyang Feng, "I am not here to argue with you this time!
My time is limited and I don’t have time to talk nonsense with you!
Ouyang Feng, kneel down now, plead guilty, and follow me to the Xuanyi Guard Prison. Seeing that your cultivation is not easy, I will spare your life! "
Ouyang Feng looked at Ye Gucheng, then at Song Qian, and finally at Song Xuan, who looked like the leader of the Xuanyi Guards, and said in a deep voice: "Is this master a great master from the imperial capital?"
Song Xuan smiled, and he saw his own shadow in this old poisonous creature.
He is a cautious person.
"No!" He shook his head.
"no......"
Ouyang Feng chuckled and suddenly felt nervous again.
"You're not a great master, but you dare to show off to me?!"
"Do you think you can win over me just by virtue of having a large number of people?"
"Today, I will let you understand what it means to be invincible under a great master, and what it means to be an undefeated grandmaster!"
Song Xuan smiled.
Ouyang Feng also laughed.
But the next moment, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Because the body-protecting Qi he had condensed with his Poison Skill was torn apart at some point, and then a hand that he couldn't resist pressed on his head.
That palm was like a five-fingered mountain, with a terrifying force that he couldn't understand lingering on it. With a slight twist, there was a click, and Ouyang Feng's neck was broken!
