The young man in charge of presiding over the Qinglong Holy Land looked a little ugly.
"Since you want to represent the Arctic Group alone, I won't say much. However, I want to tell you the rules of this martial arts conference first!"
"In this competition, each family will send three contestants, regardless of life or death. Among the three contestants, whoever can still stand here in the end will win!"
"The loser must agree to the winner's conditions unconditionally!"
"If you don't accept it, you can leave!"
Qin Guoliang sneered: "If you don't accept it, wouldn't it just give you an excuse to besiege the Arctic Group?"
"I agreed, let's get started!"
Qin Guo’s conscience knew that this martial arts competition was won by the superiors who had spent a lot of effort.
Although the outcome has long been doomed, the people of the Arctic Group can escape this disaster.
Qin Guoliang also knew that he could not change anything on his own, but as long as he was still there, he would not let anyone insult the sect established by his grandson!
Even if you risk this old bone!
What an old guy who overestimates his own abilities. He is just using his arms as a cart... The young man from Qinglong Holy Land showed a contemptuous sneer on his lips and said loudly: "Well, since the representatives of the Arctic Group have no objections, then I announce that this martial arts conference will begin now! "
"Now, whoever wants to challenge the Arctic Group, come up!"
After saying that, the young man took a few steps back and stood at the edge of the field, staring at Qin Guoliang with a sneer on his face.
Qin Guoliang clasped his fists and looked at everyone: "Arctic Group Qin Guoliang, please enlighten me!"
There was a murmur of discussion.
"This old man is that person's grandfather! Even his grandfather took action himself. It seems that that person is really dead!"
"It's been half a year since he disappeared. The Arctic Group was beaten to a crawl and he hasn't appeared. He must be dead!"
"That's good, let me teach this old man a lesson!" A short old man said with a wicked smile on his face and was about to take action.
However, there was someone faster than him.
"I'll meet you!"
Wearing a gray training robe and a tall goatee on his chin, the leader of the Liuyun Sect flew down in front of Qin Guoliang.
He had a gloomy look on his face, obviously jealous because his apprentice's legs had been broken just now.
"Hmph, my apprentice just said a few words, and you broke his legs. Ye Liuyun, the leader of Liuyun Sect, wants justice from you!"
Qin Guoliang said coldly: "Huh, when your apprentice humiliated my Arctic Group, you, the master, didn't come out to discipline me!"
"Since you don't care, then someone will take care of it for you!"
"Don't make excuses if you want to take action, just take action!"
Ye Liuyun's old face turned red, his aura surged, and he swatted out a palm.
"Take my move, Pai Yun Palm!"
Ye Liuyun's martial arts skills were the best in his every move. He resented Qin Guoliang for hurting his favorite disciple and causing him to lose face in front of his fellow martial arts practitioners. Therefore, he wanted to capture Qin Guoliang in one fell swoop and save Liuyun Sect's face.
In the martial arts camp, those sects that were familiar with Liuyun Sect showed expressions of surprise.
"Ye Liuyun's first move is the Cloud Pavilion Palm. It seems he wants to win a quick victory! It seems that this old man from the Arctic Group will have a tragic end!"
"The Pai Yun Palm is extremely powerful. Even martial arts masters who are also in the Dacheng realm dare not bear the Cloud Pai Palm. Is Ye Liuyun trying to kill someone?"
"Haha, that person is already dead anyway, so what does it matter if I kill Old Man Qin!"
Zhang Hao, who was slumped in a chair next to him, stared at Qin Guoliang with a look of resentment: "Master, kill this old guy and avenge me!"
In the field, looking at the unparalleled Ye Liuyun, Qin Guoliang smiled coldly, took a step forward, and struck out with a palm.
"Split the air!"
This is a simplified version of the Eighteen Great Ways that Qin Fan passed down to him. Although it is not as powerful as the real Eighteen Ways of the Great Way, it is many times more powerful than the martial arts skills of warriors.
Moreover, the leader of the Liuyun Sect is only at the level of a master, so how can he be Qin Guoliang's opponent?
You must know that the skills Qin Fan taught Qin Guoliang are the real skills for cultivating immortals.
In addition, the change of Qin's conscience coincided with the way of cultivating immortals, so the progress of cultivation was very fast, much faster than that of the old Taoist priests.
At this moment, Qin Guoliang's strength has reached the divine level.
boom!
Ye Liuyun was directly knocked out, spitting out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, and fell to the ground like a broken sack, fainting.
What!
Everyone in the martial arts world was shocked!
"How can this be!"
"Ye Liuyun is a martial arts master in the Dacheng realm! What kind of strength does this old man have? He can actually defeat Ye Liuyun with one move!"
"This is unbelievable! Are all the people in the Arctic Group so strong? A little-known old man is actually a strong man at the peak of martial arts masters!"
For a moment, these people in the martial arts world remembered the fear of being dominated by Qin Fan.
During the Three Kingdoms period, children in the Eastern Wu Dynasty did not dare to cry at night when they heard Zhang Liao's name. Once upon a time, people in the martial arts world heard the name of Master Qin, so why not?
One person against one country! A contemporary myth!
That man, in just over a year since his debut, has reached unprecedented heights in the martial arts world!
Now, even his old and frail grandfather is actually a peak martial arts master!
Strong, too strong!
If that person was still here, who would dare to sit here today!
Qin Guoliang glanced coldly at several old people in the martial arts camp and snorted: "Qu Changfeng, Gu Shan, I still remember the way you groveled in front of my grandson."
"After my grandson left for a few months, you turned around and threw yourself into the arms of the ancient martial arts world. Now you are still acting as the pawn of the ancient martial arts world, launching an attack on my grandson's Arctic Group."
"When my grandson comes back, I'll see how you explain it to him!"
The two old men in the martial arts camp suddenly blushed.
One of them, an elegant-looking man in his sixties wearing gray casual clothes, scolded: "Qin Guoliang, stop talking nonsense here!"
"In the beginning, it was your grandson who used force to force us to surrender to him! Now that the ancient martial arts world has emerged, we immediately have a backbone, and we naturally surrender to the ancient martial arts world!"
"Moreover, our sect in the martial arts world originally came from the ancient martial arts world. Now, what's wrong with returning to the sect?"
Qin Guoliang sneered: "Why don't you dare to say this when my grandson Qin Fan is here?"
Qu Changfeng paused for a moment, his face was burning, and he argued forcefully: "Humph, even if your grandson is here, I will still keep what you said!"
"Old man, don't scare people with a dead man. Even if he is still alive, we will not be afraid of him now that there are four major holy places and three major sects in the ancient martial arts world!"
Qin Guoliang sneered: "Yes, my grandson is not here, so you dare to say anything! But I can tell you that my grandson will not die. One day, he will come back!"
"When the time comes, I'll see how you people will explain to him!"
