The priest is a villain

The venue of the Sword Seizing Conference was held in the martial arts arena of Juejian Villa. The place is big enough to accommodate hundreds of people fighting here. Many martial arts people came here early in the morning to observe the terrain. Eager to try, some cunning people have even started to win people over, hoping to survive to the end by forming a team.

Feng Feichi mixed in the crowd and watched around. Because the melee was not limited to the number of people, he even saw the scene of a certain sect ascending to the head and down to the disciples and grandchildren.

Feng Feichi turned his head and found a burly man looking flushed at the arena where he was waiting for the competition. He obviously had a strong body, but his legs were shaking involuntarily.

Feng Feichi walked up to him and asked curiously, "Are you nervous?"

The burly man rubbed his hands, nodded and said, "Don't you know who you're going to fight with later?"

Feng Feichi asked: "Who?" How could he predict so many people?

The burly man replied with an expectant tone: "I don't even know this, the leader of the martial arts, Chu Tingxuan."

Feng Feichi was puzzled and said, "...so what?"

The burly man looked at him as if he had asked a stupid question: "Mr. Chu's martial arts are even stronger than Chu Feng who dominated the martial arts back then. It is a blessing to see him make a move in this lifetime. I was able to fight him this time!" Speaking of this, he couldn't help but become even more excited, "If I get started with him, then I'm going to wash my hands this year.

Another person listening beside them interjected: "What are you, if I can be slapped by him, then I won't take a bath for a year!"

Feng Feichi was simply baffled, when did this Chu Tingxuan gain such a high status in the world?It seems that since he came back from that white place, Chu Tingxuan has become more and more similar to the martial arts supreme in his previous life.

He couldn't help but rubbed his nose in shame. If these people knew that he had not only fought against Chu Tingxuan several times, but also fought with him on the bed for several rounds, wouldn't they freeze him up and watch him from time to time? ?

With the passage of time, under the anticipation of thousands of people, Zhao Zhuangzhu and Zhao Siling finally appeared. Today's Zhao Siling is completely different from yesterday's dress. She has the demeanor of a heroine behind her.

Chu Tingxuan followed behind them, without the slightest sense of urgency to fight against a hundred, and the expression on his face seemed to be in a good mood.When Feng Feichi saw this smiling face, he felt a faint pain somewhere, so painful that he wanted to beat someone very much.

In front, Zhuangzhu Zhao put the Juechen sword in the viewing booth above the competition stage with a smile. The sword shone dazzlingly in the sun, which immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Good sword!Peerless sword!

Zhuangzhu Zhao nodded satisfied with their reaction, and greeted proudly: "Sorry for keeping everyone waiting for so long."

Everyone respectfully said: "The owner is very polite."

Zhuangzhu Zhao said again: "Everyone is ready?"

Everyone nodded: "Naturally, if you dare to be the owner of the villa, are we going to fight directly on the stage?"

"Yes," Zhuangzhu Zhao and Zhao Siling sat down in the viewing booth, and cupped their hands at Chu Tingxuan, "Leader Chu, please end."

Chu Tingxuan thanked him, and as soon as he finished speaking, he turned around beautifully in the air, and landed steadily on the arena below. His posture was so amazing that it caused a commotion among the crowd.

Zhuangzhu Zhao waited for the discussion to quiet down, and then shouted to the crowd: "Okay, those who want to grab the sword, come up to the stage."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the people in the Jianghu went to the competition stage one by one like dumplings, and Feng Feichi crowded behind the team. He was a little speechless at such a weak way of appearance. I thought it was a meat bun shop queuing up to buy buns.

As soon as everyone entered the competition stage, they scattered around. Chu Tingxuan was in the center, and no one dared to go there, so they formed a strange circle, which looked like Chu Tingxuan was surrounded by people .

Feng Feichi went to encourage the previous group of people: "Go, don't you want to attack the left side? Huh? There is also a group of people attacking the right side?"

The obvious leader of the group gritted his teeth and said, "Didn't you sneak up on me, if you want to go up, go up first."

Feng Feichi: "How can he sneak up on me if no one beats me." It's really as unreliable as a sow climbing a tree.

Zhuangzhu Zhao didn't care about their positions. Seeing that people were almost coming in, he asked the audience loudly again: "Is there anyone else who wants to enter?"

People who knew they were hopeless shook their heads and chose to stand still and watch the show, especially those who exchanged real money for invitations, they all stretched their necks impatiently and waited for the people on the ring to start fighting.

Seeing that no one responded, Master Zhao waved his hands to the servants standing on both sides of the ring. One of them was standing next to a big drum, and the man picked up the drum stick and beat hard on the drum.

With the sound of drums, Zhuangzhu Zhao solemnly announced: "The Sword Seizing Conference has officially begun!"

As soon as the words fell, those who stood closer to the edge of the competition stage were pushed out with brute force. In an instant, seven people were eliminated on the field, and the teams, large and small, suddenly became chaotic.

Feng Feichi originally thought that everyone would go directly to beat Chu Tingxuan, but some people seemed to be afraid of the leader's martial arts, so they simply started to fight from the nearest person.

Chu Tingxuan's gaze stayed on Feng Feichi's body from the beginning, seeing him staring wide-eyed with a look of hatred for iron and steel, with a light smile at the corner of his mouth, and he looked very happy.

Individuals fought against individuals, groups fought against groups, the situation on the stage was too chaotic, and the chaotic Feng Feichi didn't know who to fight well except for beating those who took the initiative to trouble him off the stage.

At this moment, Chu Tingxuan's body moved, and he walked to Feng Feichi's side step by step. Everyone was alert, and someone in the crowd shouted: "Chu Tingxuan is here!" up.

Chu Tingxuan raised his hand to block it easily, and slapped that person by the way. The whole process was extremely fast, and some people didn't even see the movement clearly, and found that the unlucky guy had already fallen on the ground under the stage, clutching his stomach Awow yelled.

Everyone stopped their hands, looked at Chu Tingxuan who was calm, and did not move.

Feng Feichi was very dissatisfied with his handsome action, turned his head and prodded to the stunned crowd: "What are you still fighting? It's a waste. You won't wait until Chu Tingxuan steps down?"

Then everyone came to their senses, shouted and attacked Chu Tingxuan one after another. It's a pity that with so many people, they couldn't even damage Chu Tingxuan's clothes. Feng Feichi watched the battle for a long time, and finally endured. Unable to hold back, he drew his sword and charged straight up.

Everyone was struggling to retreat, when suddenly, a man rushed out from the side, jumped up in the air and pierced Chu Tingxuan's head. The angle of this man was so tricky that Chu Tingxuan couldn't help but take a step back.

Feng Feichi failed to succeed with one blow, and then another blow, which is bound to force him out of the ring.

Finally, Chu Tingxuan drew his sword.

Since the battle at Duoxingang, the sword given by the protagonist system has never been pulled out in front of people. Chu Tingxuan turned around neatly and stabbed Feng Feichi three times, and Feng Feichi raised the sword to block it.

Hearing a crisp sound, the sword in Feng Feichi's hand was shaken off, and the blade fell to the outside. All the people present were sword lovers, and their eyes were fixed on Chu Tingxuan's sword. Ken left, but unfortunately the owner of the sword didn't want to be too ostentatious, and put Feng Feichi's sword back into the scabbard after chopping it off.

Feng Feichi shook his numb hand, and just about to say something, he saw everyone yelling at Chu Tingxuan as if inspired: "Quick, surround him!"

The crowd rushed forward with weapons again.

What followed was a one-sided gang fight, the whole scene was so violent that Chu Tingxuan's deeds of single-handedly fighting the crowd were still rumored a few years later.

Seeing that they were about to die from the beating, Feng Feichi sighed and had to be forced to join Chu Tingxuan's camp to help them escape early.

So, everyone found that the man who was yelling at Chu Tingxuan just now started chasing and beating them.

Everyone: ! ! !

With Feng Feichi's help, Chu Tingxuan's speed was even faster, and there was a scream of "Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo".What's more, some people couldn't bear the beating and jumped off the ring by themselves.

Finally, only Chu Tingxuan and Feng Feichi were left on the stage. Just when everyone thought that a wonderful battle was about to take place, Chu Tingxuan withdrew his attack and walked to Feng Feichi's side step by step.

Feng Feichi glanced at him vigilantly: "Why?"

Chu Tingxuan stretched out his hand to hold his hand in front of the crowd, looked at Feng Feichi intently, and said word by word: "I admit defeat."

Feng Feichi narrowed his eyes: "Admit defeat?"

Everyone was shocked, Zhao Siling stood up and said in puzzlement, "Why did the leader admit defeat?"

Chu Tingxuan said calmly: "Of course it's because I can't beat him."

Zhao Siling didn't believe it: "Why can't you beat him, the leader just knocked his sword away."

Chu Tingxuan said, "Just now was just now, and now is now."

Everyone was shocked. Could it be that there were too many people beating up just now, and Chu Tingxuan was consumed by everyone's internal energy, so he was taken advantage of by this kid?

Feng Feichi was very thick-skinned, and patted Chu Tingxuan's shoulder with a winner's attitude: "In this case, I will admit that you are defeated." , "Brother Xiao Chu, you must practice hard in the future and try to catch up with me."

What an audacity!

Chu Tingxuan nodded obediently: "Okay."

Crowd:! ! !

Chu Tingxuan is bewitched?

The Juechen Sword was forged by the Juejian Villa after ten years of painstaking efforts. If it was given to Chu Tingxuan, he would be willing to give it to Chu Tingxuan, but it would make people unhappy if it fell on such an unknown person. Zhao Siling objected a hundred times. Said: "No, you can't take the Juechen sword away."

Feng Feichi asked, "What's the reason?"

Zhao Siling said firmly: "Because you are not good."

Feng Feichi glanced at her: "Dare to ask the young master, what is the best?"

Zhao Siling said: "Do you dare to compete with me?"

Feng Feichi replied: "Not very brave." He was afraid that he would make too much of a move, and that the landlord, Juejian Villa, would lose face.

Zhao Siling smiled arrogantly: "Oh, you have to dare if you don't dare!"

As a result, on that day, the news that the future owner of Absolute Sword Villa was beaten out of panda eyes by a man spread all over the world.

On the second day, Feng Feichi was holding the Juechen sword personally delivered by Zhao Zhuangzhu, and he staggered back and forth laughing on the carriage back to the Wulin League.

On the third day, Feng Feichi glared angrily at the bastard who didn't know how to restrain himself that night, his face twisted and he gasped heavily.

Ten days later, Feng Feichi officially entered the Wulin League, becoming the first person in history who has no position or work, but can eat and drink at the Chu family and give the leader of the Wulin League a face from time to time.

Gradually, there were rumors in the Jianghu that Chu Tingxuan, the lord of the martial arts alliance, was actually a pair of direct disciples of the old man Lone Wood, not only that, but the two of them were special... not ashamed.

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