"Amitabha, this is the Qingwu Association venue, Rising Sun Donor, please stop!"

The sound of the Buddha's chant resounded over the entire venue like a long ancient bell.

The leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Xuri Dongsheng, was surrounded by heat waves, and that terrifying palm was about to hit Ye Xing's body.

In that flash of lightning—

Master Kong Yun, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple who was dressed in cassock, started his Qinggong and came to Ye Xing as if he had shrunk to an inch. He was seen gently twisting the Buddha beads with his left hand, and raised his right hand to wave his palm to greet the terrifying leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Xuri Dongsheng.

of palm.

Two palms clash!

"boom!"

In an instant, as if the earth was shattering, terrifying energy burst out from between the palms and fingers. With the two people at the center, golden light and fire light complemented each other, forming a terrifying energy storm that swept the entire arena in an instant.

"Whoo!" "Whoosh whoosh!"

The thick green steel stone slabs on the ground were all lifted up by the violent energy, suspended in mid-air, cracked and exploded.

Suddenly, stone powder filled the sky and fell in a rustle.

The movement here immediately attracted the attention of everyone around. Millions of spectators all looked at the wind-swept Arena No. 1, either excited, excited, or looking forward to it.

What are you wearing?

The fight between supreme beings is extremely rare. Moreover, he is also the helmsman of the two holy places, and he is ranked at the forefront among the thirty-six supreme beings in the "Heaven Ranking".

The center of the storm in Arena No. 1 was filled with flying sand and rocks, and the energy was raging. After a while, it gradually subsided. The flying dust, sand and stone powder fell all over the ground, revealing the two supreme powerhouses fighting in the center of the field.

The leader of the Holy Fire Cult, Xuri Dongsheng, who is dressed in a fiery red robe and has a domineering and majestic face, and the Master Kongyun, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, who is wearing a cassock and has a solemn appearance.

"Abbot Kongyun, why do you want to stop me!" Holy Fire Cult Leader Xuri Dongsheng frowned slightly and said in an angry tone.

"Amitabha, please show mercy to Master Xuri!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, lightly twisted the beads and said loudly: "This is the Qingwu Association. All the contestants compete fairly and compete in martial arts. The master of Xuri is the master of the same religion.

Why lower yourself to attack a junior!"

"A martial arts competition?" Holy Fire Cult Leader Xuri Dongsheng said coldly: "This boy has a vicious mind and dares to cripple my son's right hand. Does the master want to condone such a murderer?"

"Amitabha, the law of heaven is constant, the cycle of cause and effect, everything has a cause and an effect!" Kong Yun, the abbot of Shaolin Temple, clasped his hands together and said loudly: "Of course the little benefactor Ye San has hurt people's intentions, how can the young leader of the Holy Fire do no harm to people's hearts? I watch his Holy Fire

The Toad Kung Fu is approaching, and it is clear that murderous intentions have arisen. Enmity, resentment, right and wrong, right and wrong, who can say for sure!"

"Does the abbot really want to interfere in this matter?" Holy Fire Cult Leader Xuri Dongsheng narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It's good, it's good. The Qingwu Conference is a martial arts event. It is not what I want to cause such a tragedy!" Master Kongyun, the abbot of the Shaolin Temple, said solemnly: "I, the Shaolin Temple, are the organizers of this conference. Ye Sanxiao

After all, the benefactor did not violate the rules of the Qingwu Association. The Holy Fire Young Master’s skills are inferior to others. If the Rising Sun Master wanted to forcefully step in for the Young Master, I could only help Ye San, the little benefactor, to stop it!"

The leader of the Holy Fire Sect, Xuri Dongsheng,'s face instantly darkened, and his eyes flashed dangerously like a poisonous snake.

After a while.

"Very good, the abbot is so compassionate, how can I destroy him? But if you can protect him for a while, you can probably protect him for the rest of his life. Unless he stays in the Shaolin Temple all his life, otherwise, if we, the Holy Fire Sect, want to kill someone

Even if you are the overlord of one party, you have to be put to death!" Holy Fire Cult Leader Xuri Dongsheng snorted coldly, tossed his robe, and left the scene with Xuri Kuang.

Obviously, Xuri Dongsheng can only hold back this tone. Firstly, Master Kongyun's cultivation level is not weaker than his; secondly, this is the home court of Shaolin Temple. If there is a fierce battle, there will definitely be no advantage.

With the departure of Holy Fire Cult Leader Xuri Dongsheng, Ye Xing could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

It is impossible to say that you are not nervous. The supreme powerhouse is the top existence in the entire Central Plains martial arts world. Facing that terrifying murderous intent, the pressure is very high.

In fact, Ye Xing had already expected this to be the case when he attacked Xuri Kuang.

But Ye Xing is not worried, because he has not violated the rules of the Qingwu Association, and the Shaolin Temple must protect him. Otherwise, no one will dare to participate in the Qingwu Association in the future. Injuries are inevitable during martial arts competitions. Just imagine

, if they were killed on the spot for injuring a disciple of the Holy Land, then there would be no need to compete in martial arts, but a direct competition to see who has the stronger force behind them. The Wuliangshan Qingwu Association may also become a laughing stock in the martial arts world.

Therefore, even if Rising Sun Kuang's right hand was crippled and the Holy Fire Sect was furious, Ye Xing was still more than 80% sure that the Shaolin Temple would definitely come forward to protect him.

Of course, if he miscalculates, Ye Xing can still escape from here through the purple light portal. Anyway, it is no problem to save a life, at least this bad breath is released severely. The Rising Sun Madman who has lost his right hand will even step in in the future.

If you enter the first-class innate realm, you will probably be reduced to a second-rate player, with no hope of becoming a hegemon in this life.

As the semi-finals ended, the surrounding warriors suddenly exploded and boiled, whispering to each other and discussing.

First, there was a fierce battle between the two geniuses, each showing off their magical skills, and then the two supreme masters came out to confront each other, and the entire bluestone arena was destroyed.

This semi-final was extremely exciting, with many warriors talking about it one after another, and the scene was extremely noisy. Some people admired Ye San's talent and boldness; others felt that Ye San was extremely stupid, and dared to offend the Holy Fire Cult; and some speculated that Ye San

There may be some grievances with the Holy Fire Cult; some even felt sorry for Ye San, a brilliant genius who might have died before he matured.

After the semifinals, there was an intermission for about an hour.

It was already dusk in the evening, the setting sun was shining slantingly, and the sky was covered with red clouds. The branches and leaves of the trees in Wuliang Mountain were glowing with bright green and swaying in the wind, which was very beautiful.

With the ringing of a bell, the finals of this year's Qingwu Association officially began. Every martial artist wandering around Wuliang Mountain suddenly swarmed towards the conference venue. The most critical finals were about to begin, and they

How could you miss this visual feast?

"Senior Brother Liu, who do you think can win the first place in this Qingwu Association?"

"I think it should be Ye San. Ye San's boxing skills are extremely powerful. If someone from the same realm faces a head-on confrontation, it would be difficult for anyone to be his opponent. Moreover, he is also a body-refining warrior, and his fighting endurance is very strong!"

"Well, what you said makes sense, but I don't entirely think so. I feel that the masked man Zang Feng is more likely to win!"

"Oh? How can Junior Brother Wang see you?"

"I don't know, I can't explain clearly. I just feel that Zang Feng seems a bit unfathomable and cannot be seen through! It seems that he has not fully demonstrated his strength from the beginning to the end."

…

"Junior sister, what are you doing here?"

"Have fun, Wuliang Mountain is indeed a Buddhist holy land, the scenery is so beautiful!"

"Hey, my sister-in-law, the finals are about to begin——"

"Let's start at the beginning. I'll continue walking around - Huh? What did you say? The Qingwu Association finals have started? Hurry up, why are you still standing there. Come on, come on, brother, come on, why are you walking so slowly!

"

Millions of warriors swarmed in groups of twos, threes, and fives towards the Green Martial Arts Conference.

At this moment, a martial artist from the audience was sitting at the Qingwu Association. The scene was extremely lively and the competition was about to officially begin.

There were many arenas at the venue, but they were all empty. Only on the main arena in the center stood two young men.

The young man on the left is wearing black clothes, a mask on his head, and a seven-foot slender sword on his waist. He has a mysterious aura about him.

The young man on the right is wearing a golden shirt and standing on the ring with bare hands. His whole person is filled with a fierce aura. It is surprisingly Ye Xing who has disguised himself as Ye San.

The two were each other's horns, sizing up each other and confronting each other.

"I am bound to win the first place in the Qingwu Association!" The masked man Zang Feng looked at Ye Xing opposite.

"Me too!" Ye Xing said lightly.

"Oh?" The masked man Zang Feng said with a somewhat surprised tone: "I don't think you are a vain person, why do you insist on winning the first place?"

"This must be the first time we meet!"

"kindness!"

"You know me quite well!" Ye Xing said with a slight smile: "It doesn't matter whether you come first or last, what I want is the Buddhist relic!"

"I'm exactly the opposite of you. I have no interest in Buddhist relics at all!" said the masked man Zang Feng.

"That's great!" Ye Xing grinned and said, "How about you give me the first place?"

The two were trying each other out because they both felt that the other was difficult to deal with.

"You are such an interesting person!" The thin lips of the ghost-faced man Zang Feng curved slightly under his mask, "I don't think we need to hide it anymore, let's just unleash all our strength!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a 'buzz' sound, and a huge aura burst out from Zang Feng, and instantly there were dark winds around him. His cultivation level was directly upgraded from the early stage of the second-level Xiantian to the middle stage of the second-level Xiantian, even approaching the level of the second-level Xiantian.

Wait for the later stage.

He has not tried his best since the beginning of this Qingwu Association, and it was only at this moment that the ghost-faced man Zang Feng burst out with all his cultivation.

"Haha, that's what I meant!"

As Ye Xing smiled lightly, the surging Nine Yang True Essence came out of his body, and the hot energy rippled around like ripples, sweeping across the entire arena in an instant.
Chapter completed!