After two disciples died, King Jinlun didn't care at all, but he hoped to experience the skills of the Central Plains martial arts.

Li Tian looked at King Jinlun, nodded in thought, and said with a smile:

"What you said makes sense. I finally came to the Heroes Conference.

Don’t use the martial arts of your own sect in front of many martial arts fellow workers.

It's indeed a pity."

"Yes, please ask Young Master Li to use the most powerful martial arts of your sect."

As King Jinlun said, he took the initiative to attack.

"Let's wait!"

Unexpectedly, Li Tian reached out his hand and made a stop, then turned around and shouted:

"Long'er, come here."

Xiaolongnu smiled sweetly, quickly came to Li Tian, ​​and said with a smile:

"My husband, call me."

Li Tian hugged Xiaolongnu in his arms and said to King Jinlun:

"Don't you want to learn about the most powerful martial arts of our Tomb Sect?

Our ancient tomb sect does have powerful martial arts.

However, it takes two people to perform at the same time.”

Xiaolongnu Bingxue was smart and immediately understood Li Tian’s intention, then said:

"My husband, how can we bully one person two?
Chapter completed!