Chapter 1858 Let the Holy Lord Get Out!

A moment later, in the sword pavilion.

There are thousands of swords standing in the huge venue.

A gust of wind blew by, causing a whimpering sound.

The air was filled with a strong smell of rust.

Take a close sniff.

There were countless long swords that were rusted.

Or was it caused by the blood that filled the air in the past! In addition to the overwhelming long swords, the scene was also planted with black dragon flags.

The flags fluttered in the wind.

It was like black dragons rolling and floating.

Looking up, I see an indescribable dominance.

That’s not all.

Each flag has a name on it.

Take a closer look.

They turned out to be words like Yihong Courtyard and Jinling Huichuntang.

Such a picture.

It stands out particularly among the rolling black dragon flags.

But at this moment, no one had time to delve into it too deeply.

Everyone's eyes.

They all gathered on the other side of the sword pavilion.

A platform has been built on the site where the sword pavilion originally stood.

There is a chair in the middle.

This arrangement is a bit simple.

But for no reason, he exudes a sense of dominance.

All this.

It was all arranged by Ye Lingzhou!

It is simple yet still has a sense of dominance.

Especially the chair, which was carved by craftsmen.

When I looked up, I actually saw some of the charm of the dragon throne.

"Is this the martial arts conference?"

At this time, Gao Tianci was standing on the stone wall nearby, looking down at everything below and the heroes gradually arriving: "It's quite interesting..."

"His Majesty…"

At this time, Huang Putong said: "This martial arts conference is a battlefield for martial artists..."

"You come to a place like this, don't you..."

"So what?"

Before Huang Putong could finish his words, Gao Tianci said, "This martial arts conference is hosted by Yihong Villa!"

"As a shareholder of an event hosted by my company, I naturally want to come and see it..."

"Besides..."

"I'm tired of seeing millions of troops. It's really boring. This martial arts conference is still new and exciting!"

"I am afraid that Your Majesty will be in danger..."

At this time, Huang Pusong said, "What are you afraid of?"

Hearing this, Gao Tianci said, "With all the shareholders of Yihong Courtyard present, what do I have to fear?"

"What's more, Daoyan is accompanying us this time, so don't worry!"

As he spoke, Gao Tianci looked up at the rising sun.

Then he said: "Okay, it's almost time..."

"It's time for us to meet up with Daoyan and the others!"

"yes!"

Hearing this, Huang Putong nodded.

Then, Gao Tianci's body flashed and disappeared from sight.

…

Gradually, time passed and the sun rose to its zenith.

All heroes and forces have arrived on time.

Even some forces that have been silent for a long time have re-emerged.

The huge sword pavilion was filled with noise and a noisy atmosphere.

Look up.

It is truly indescribably magnificent!

However.

It’s such a magnificent scene.

But there was no sign of the Holy Lord for a long time.

At first glance, everyone seemed to have been stood up.

"Knife in hand, kill the holy dog!"

Just when everyone was feeling impatient, a discordant voice was heard.

Look up.

Bai Mingyu was seen passing by Qiaozhuang, holding a large flag and walking in with his head held high.

Behind him were a large number of wandering warriors.

At a glance.

It is eye-catching and a bit funny at the same time.

Seeing Bai Mingyu like this, everyone just narrowed their eyes.

There has never been a shortage of such people in martial arts conferences.

In the eyes of everyone.

He had already regarded Bai Mingyu as a clown! Humph! At this moment, a man suddenly stood up.

He suddenly opened his mouth and said indignantly: "Heroes from all over the world have already gathered here!"

"Why is there no sign of the Holy Lord yet?!"

"The invitation clearly states that it is for noon. Why is Saint Lord putting on so much airs!?"

This man has white hair and beard, and looks like an angry lion.

He is the leader of Longtou Village, the leader of the twelve gangs in Jiuzhaigou.

Silver Lion, Master Luo! "Not bad!"

As soon as this was said, someone immediately echoed: "The Saint King took away the Hundred Victory Golden Sword from my sect and asked me to come here to take back the treasure!"

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6-9!

"But now he is still unwilling to show up..."

"Do you take us heroes seriously?"

Looking at everyone's reactions, Bai Mingyu raised the corner of his mouth.

But he raised the flag in his hand.

At the same time, he said: "Not bad!"

"In my opinion, the Holy Lord is a coward!"

"He dared to call on all the heroes in the world to come, but this time he hid his head and showed his tail, not daring to show up..."

"You are such a coward, so despicable!"

As he spoke, he suddenly raised the flag in his hand, appearing indignant.

Look at this scene.

Everyone looked towards Bai Luhan.

Bai Mingyu really let herself go this time...

"Don't look at me..."

Looking at everyone's gaze, Bai Luhan shook her head: "He is not my father now..."

"It's the chivalrous knight, Bai Pingye..."

Seeing this scene, everyone was about to say something.

But at this time Bai Mingyu seemed to feel unsatisfied.

He waved the flag in his hand and said, "You are holding such a martial arts conference, but the Saint King doesn't even have a spokesperson?!"

"Could it be that the Saint Monarch has become so poor that no one follows him?!"

“That’s wonderful…”

Seeing this scene, Xiao Muyun on the side curled his lips: "Old Bai also scolded Old Ye and Old Pang..."

"Stop talking..."

Bai Luhan shook her head: "He's not having enough fun today..."

“This is definitely not over…”

After hearing Bai Luhan's words, everyone nodded involuntarily.

Bai Mingyu today.

I have completely lost touch with the mature and steady seniors.

"Shut up!"

Just as everyone was making a commotion, a loud shout suddenly came.

Look up.

But then a man in white clothes and wearing a mask slowly fell down.

He stood beside the chair and said, "The Holy Lord has given an order!"

"The martial arts conference can only proceed after everyone is present!"

"At present, the three sects, Tianya Haige, Xuanjianmen, and Shenquandao, have not arrived yet. We need to wait for the three sects to arrive before the conference can begin!"

The person who is speaking is not someone else.

It was undoubtedly Pang Tianjun.

Because he was afraid of being recognized, he wore a mask this time.

As soon as these words were spoken, there was an uproar at the scene.

The Saint King hadn't shown up yet, but he could actually tell who hadn't arrived yet from the crowd! Amid the uproar, a loud shout suddenly came: "No need to wait, I'm coming!"

The conversation stopped.

A figure has landed in front of everyone, showing an extraordinary demeanor!

The man had a pale face and a scar.

There is a hint of evil in the fierceness.

This person is not someone else.

It was the leader of the Xuanjian Sect, Lou Wanzhong, who wandered between good and evil !

Seeing this scene, someone immediately recognized him: "It's Master Lou of Xuanjian Sect!"

"It turns out to be the owner of the building!"

Seeing this scene, Pang Tianjun said: "Please go back to the crowd and wait..."

"Once the Tianya Haige and others arrive, the conference will begin!"

"Shut up!"

Hearing this, Lou Wanzhong said, "I didn't come here for the conference..."

"But it's about taking back what belongs to my Xuanjian Sect!"

"Let the Holy Lord get out!"

(End of this chapter)