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Chapter Three Hundred and Forty Six: Fighting for the Leader of the Alliance

The old man was agitated by Xia Yunmo, and his face flashed with anger. His steps were as fast as lightning. In a flash, he stabbed out a long sword and arrived in front of Xia Yunmo in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, the old man's aura and sword energy climbed to the peak, and the sword energy enveloped Xia Yunmo's body. Once it exploded, it would be thunderous.

Everyone couldn't help but look at him. This old man was a swordsman of the older generation in the world. He was extremely famous and of seniority. His swordsmanship was extremely exquisite and had not been revealed in front of others for many years, but he didn't expect his swordsmanship to be so terrible.

Xia Yunmo casually twisted a leaf, bounced her fingers and shot it at the old man's long sword like a sharp arrow.

Although the old man took action for an impulse, since he had drawn his sword, he no longer held back. The long sword had turned into a dazzling light curtain. As soon as the leaves fell into the sword curtain, they were instantly shattered.

But the next moment, the fierce sword energy in the sky suddenly dissipated, the old man suddenly froze, his arms hanging down weakly, and his face was expressionless.

What's wrong with this?

Just as everyone was confused, a "crackling" sound suddenly came from the old man's body, followed by blood spurting out of his mouth and falling to the ground with a bang.

"Master, Master." Someone went up to help the old man up and checked. Although the old man was not dead, his true energy reversed and impacted the tendons and veins, and his whole body was almost useless.

Everyone was confused. In the flash of lightning, they just felt that the old man fell to the ground as soon as he made a move, while the other party just popped up a leaf.

Only a few people showed a look of not understanding.

It turned out that in the moment just now, the old man's aura reached its peak and his sword skills also reached its peak.

But there are fatal flaws in his swordsmanship

But this flaw is hidden too deeply and disappears too quickly. Even if you can find it, you can't catch it at all.

Xia Yunmo seized this flaw and used the leaves to guide the old man's true qi back into his tendons and veins. As the true qi reversed, the situation in front of him came into being.

Simply put, it is just a "leverage to fight the force", but it is an unimaginable skill. Even if it is the resurrection of Murong Longcheng, which creates the "flying stars", it may not be able to do better than Xia Yunmo.

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "Although you want to take my life, I still let you live your life. I am indeed one of the few good people."

After saying that, he ignored everyone's reaction and turned into a flash of light and suddenly appeared on the open space established by Xu Zhu and Zhuang Juxian.

"Since you can't decide who is the real leader of the martial arts world, I'm in great interest today, so why don't you let me sit in this position and see what you want. Of course, if anyone is not convinced, you might as well compare with me."

He was smiling and slowly rushing through the steps, with indescribable calmness.

Seeing that his methods were strange and bizarre and his light skills were excellent, no one refuted him, and he was the leader.

"I'm going to ask you what you call me?" After a while, Quan Guanqing, the elder of the Beggars' Sect, came out.

Xia Yunmo smiled and said, "My surname is Xia, Xia Yunmo. Didn't you say that everyone in this hero conference can participate? In terms of winning or losing by martial arts, is it because the rules have changed now?"

"Young Master Xia." Quan Guanqing hugged his fists and said with a smile: "Although this hero conference can be participated by people from Central Plains martial arts. But now the two leaders have been selected, and it has been approved by Shaolin, the Beggars' Sect and a group of martial arts fellows. If you want to take the position of the leader, please come back next martial arts conference."

Obviously, Quan Guanqing saw Xia Yunmo's martial arts and magical skills, and had no confidence in Zhuang Juxian, so he thought of a reason to refuse.

In his words, the Beggars' Sect, Shaolin, and even the martial arts masters present have already recognized the two martial arts leaders. If they are obsessed with it, they are enemies of everyone.

"If I have already chosen it, I shouldn't interfere anymore."

Xia Yunmo nodded, and just as Quan Guanqing breathed a sigh of relief, a mysterious smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "But, if you two leaders are gone, then do I still have a chance?"

Quan Guanqing frowned and said, "What are you going to do? Could it be that you want to fight and kill people to silence them in public?"

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I won't do it first."

Quan Guanqing was stunned. What does it mean? He won’t take action first? Then will he take action?

At this time, Xia Yunmo's eyes had turned to Zhuang Juxian. At this moment, Zhuang Juxian only felt that the secrets around him were exposed to these deep eyes.

"Zhuang Juxian, Juxianzhuang, if I guess correctly, it is You Tanzhi, the young owner of Juxianzhuang at the time."

Zhuang Juxian couldn't help but take two steps back and said calmly: "I...I..." Although he already has a great master's martial arts, he is still much worse in his mind.

Facing Xia Yunmo with the aura of gods and demons, he couldn't help but feel timid.

After all, he is not a master who has reached the level of a great master step by step.

"The two brothers You Ji and You Ju are called "the two heroes of the You family". They are hospitality and generous. Everyone in the past has made friends with each other, but they do their best to ask for anything, which is extremely popular. Therefore, although the two of them are not very skilled in martial arts, Juxianzhuang is extremely prestigious in the martial arts world."

Xia Yunmo shook his head and said with a look of regret: "As the young owner of Juxianzhuang, you are You Ji's son, but you defect to Kublai Khan and plan the Central Plains martial arts world. If your father knows you under the spring, he will definitely die with his eyes."

"I don't...I don't...Don't say it...Don't say it." Zhuang Juxian trembled slightly, and his emotions were difficult to control for a moment. Xuanbing's true energy leaked out, and an ice layer immediately spread under his feet.

Seeing this, the martial arts people around the world were talking about it, and their eyes at Zhuang Juxian changed slightly.

"The Mongolian army has always been cruel, and there are many people who massacre cities and destroy countries. Once they enter the Central Plains, they will definitely be corpses, blood, and blood will drift. And you... are rare for thousands of years of infatuation."

"Don't say it, don't say it." Zhuang Juxian covered his head, his voice was low, like a beast roaring. Suddenly, he turned red and roared suddenly: "I told you not to say it, can't you hear it?"
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