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"Lord Fengge, today's selection of the leader of the Wulin Sect is a matter of my Five Sacred Sword Sect. As the owner of the Unknowable Tianyahai Pavilion, you are neither from the Aojiang Prefecture Wulin nor from my Five Sacred Sword Sect. You are not eligible to participate in today's martial arts conference."

Zuo Lengchan looked at Feng Wuhen, summoned up his courage and said.

If Feng Wuhen participated, then he himself would be farther away from being the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he would never tolerate such a thing happening.

"Songshan faction can invite people from outside, why can't others? Is Qinghai Yixiao really a member of your Songshan faction? Or is it that your Songshan faction has long been wearing the same pants as Baiban evil star?"

Feng Wuhen sneered, looked at Zuo Lengchan and asked.

"This..."

Zuo Lengchan was speechless for a while, and froze in place again.

"Today I will fight on behalf of the Hengshan faction. If I am the final winner, Linghu Chong will be the leader of the martial arts."

Feng Wuhen looked at the people present and said calmly.

When everyone present heard this, they all looked at Linghu Chong who was sitting in the Hengshan camp.

Linghu Chong couldn't help being stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Feng Wuhen to fight for him, but after thinking about it, this might be a good way, and he also understood Feng Wuhen's intention, so he nodded to the curious people around , with Default selected.

Feng Wuhen smiled, ignored the surprised crowd, and turned to look at Yue Lingshan who was standing aside.

"Miss Yue, please make a move."

Feng Wuhen raised his hand and said lightly.

Yue Lingshan's face was solemn. She didn't come up to challenge voluntarily, but now she was even more powerless to face the famous Tianya Haige Pavilion Master, so she couldn't help but look at her father in the audience.

But Yue Buqun didn't signal for his daughter to admit defeat, it seemed that he didn't want to give up yet.

"Junior Sister, you are no match for Pavilion Master Feng, admit defeat!"

At this time, Linghu Chong couldn't help but stood up and said loudly.

Although he knew that Feng Wuhen would not really attack his junior sister, he didn't want his junior sister to fight bravely.

But when Yue Lingshan saw that her father was indifferent, she could only sigh secretly, and turned around and cupped her fists at Feng Wuhen.

"Huashan Yue Lingshan, learn from Feng Pavilion Master's brilliant move."

After Yue Lingshan's words fell, she had already made a countermeasure, raised her sword, and stood ready.

"If I make a move, you will have no chance to make a move, Miss Yue please."

Feng Wuhen smiled and raised his hand slightly.

Yue Lingshan didn't hesitate any longer, she exerted force with her feet, and stabbed Feng Wuhen's chest with a sword!

But the moment Yue Lingshan made a move, she felt a sudden flash of silver light in front of her eyes. Before she could see it clearly, she felt the long sword in her hand suddenly fly away!

When the sword sounded, the silver light was gone!

And Feng Wuhen still stood where he was, as if he hadn't moved, but he had already made a sword just now!

Everyone was stunned on the spot!

Yue Lingshan looked at Feng Wuhen in disbelief, her back was already dripping with sweat, she hadn't seen how Feng Wuhen used the sword at all, but she was already defeated.

The onlookers off the field were even more shocked, because they also didn't see how Feng Wuhen drew the sword, but only felt a suffocating strong sword intent!

"He actually knows Huashan swordsmanship, and he has reached such a terrifying state. Even if the founder of the Huashan School is reborn, he may not be able to reach such a state!"

Sitting in the crowd, Mo Da, the head of the Hengshan School, muttered to himself with a look of shock.

He had already seen that Feng Wuhen's sword just now was really fast, but he had already seen from the sword intent that it was the Huashan School's sword technique!

The name of Sword Emperor is really extraordinary!

Apart from Mo Da, the most shocking thing was the head of the Huashan School, Yue Buqun, who even felt fear from the bottom of his heart.

He has studied painstakingly for decades, but he did not expect that the Huashan School's swordsmanship could reach such a state of perfection. If this is the case, why did he make himself into such a male and female appearance in order to practice the evil swordsmanship? ?

Thinking of this, Yue Buqun felt powerless, and couldn't help sighing, feeling that after all, his cultivation was not up to par.

"The master of the Feng Pavilion is indeed unrivaled in the world, and Yue Lingshan lost."

Yue Lingshan cupped her hands respectfully at Feng Wuhen, turned around and walked down the stage.

She knew that if Feng Wuhen wanted to kill her, even if she had ten lives, she would not be able to withstand the shocking sword just now.

"Who else is not convinced, you can stand up now!"

Feng Wuhen turned his head to look at the Wuyue Sword Sect members again, and asked indifferently.

But no one dared to talk to him. After the sword just now, who would dare to go up to die?

However, it seems that there are always brainless people who don't believe in this evil.

"I come!"

The voice sounded, and a person rushed out from the Songshan faction formation and landed on the competition platform.

Seeing the person coming, a sneer flashed across Feng Wuhen's mouth.

He remembered this person, having met him five years ago.

The person who came was none other than Fei Bin, who was once severely injured by Feng Wuhen, the [-]th Taibao of the Songshan School, who was ranked fourth!

Zuo Lengchan's junior!

"I didn't kill you five years ago. I didn't expect you to still be this virtuous now. I knew I shouldn't have kept you in the first place."

Feng Wuhen looked at Fei Bin, shook his head and said.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm Fei Bin, representing the Songshan faction to fight!"

Fei Bin yelled, and without waiting for Feng Wuhen to respond, he shot directly, stabbing Feng Wuhen's throat with a sword!Surprisingly fast!

As one of the thirteen Taibao of the Songshan School, Fei Bin's strength should not be underestimated, but in front of Feng Wuhen, his martial arts still hadn't improved as it did five years ago.

I saw that Fei Bin's long sword was about to stab Feng Wuhen's throat, but Feng Wuhen remained motionless!

When the sword's edge was less than an inch away from his throat, Feng Wuhen made a sudden move, and the middle and middle fingers of his right hand pinched the menacing sword's edge impartially!

"One finger of consonance!?"

"He used Lu Xiaofeng's famous stunt, a consonant finger!"

There were exclamations from the crowd!

Fei Bin turned pale with shock, no matter how hard he tried, the long sword could no longer move forward!It's useless to want to withdraw it, the sword in his hand seems to be clamped by an iron tongs!

"Die!"

Feng Wuhen suddenly snorted coldly, and exerted force with his fingers, Fei Bin's long sword broke in two immediately!Immediately after turning his wrist, the broken sword edge shot towards Fei Bin's throat like lightning!

A muffled groan sounded, and Fei Bin's body couldn't help but flew backwards!After flying dozens of steps away, he fell under the competition stage!

"Romantic Swordsman!"

"He used Xiao Li Feidao!"

The crowd exploded again!

No one could have imagined that Feng Wuhen would use the broken sword edge to perform the stunt of Xiao Li's flying knife!

Three shots, each time more ruthless, and using completely different moves!

Is this the might of the Sword Emperor? !

Chapter 100 The Vulnerable Yue Buqun

Songshan faction.

martial arts field.

Seeing Fei Bin collapsed under the arena with his own dagger stuck in his throat, everyone present did not dare to express their anger, for fear of directing the spearhead at themselves.

"Who else?"

Feng Wuhen looked at the people present, and asked loudly again, with a hint of arrogance in his words.

All the people present avoided their eyes, not daring to look at Feng Wuhen.

"Since that's the case, then the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance will belong to Linghu Chong from now on."

Feng Wuhen curled his lips and said without interest.

Originally, he thought of taking this opportunity to kill Zuo Lengchan, but he didn't expect Zuo Lengchan to become a coward, and he didn't even have the courage to stand up.

Facing Feng Wuhen's announcement, no one present dared to object.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Wuhen looked at Linghu Chong.

After Linghu Chong nodded as a signal, he jumped onto the martial arts arena and clasped his fists at everyone around him.

"Since this is the case, Linghu Chong is willing to take on this important task and lead the Five Sacred Sword Sect to restore its prestige. However, I'm afraid we still need to think long-term about the matter of destroying the Sun Moon God Sect."

"Now that Dongfang Bubai and the chief executive Yang Lianting are dead, the Sun Moon God Sect is now in charge of Ren Woxing. Although the old man has lost his temper, he has not done anything to kill innocent people. If such a thing happens in the future, wipe out Let’s talk about it again.”

Linghu Chong looked at everyone and said seriously.

After listening to his words, no one at the scene spoke up, even if some people were unwilling, but under the pressure of Feng Wuhen, no one dared to raise objections.

At this point, the martial arts conference came to an end. No one expected that the final leader would not be Zuo Lengchan, not Yue Buqun, but Linghu Chong.

...

At the foot of Songshan Mountain.

Ronghua Town.

night.

In a restaurant, Feng Wuhen sat opposite Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying.

There are some side dishes and a jug of wine on the table.

Feng Wuhen drank the wine alone without speaking.

Linghu Chong and Ren Yingying sat across from each other, they also didn't say a word, looking a bit reserved.

How many people are there in this world who can sit and drink with the owner of the Tianyahai Pavilion?The tension between the two is also normal.

Linghu Chong has been carefully pouring wine for Feng Wuhen, with a serious expression on his face.

"Since you are the leader of this martial arts alliance, you should control what kind of path the martial arts in Aojiang Prefecture should take. I think you know what you should do."

Feng Wuhen drank a glass of wine and said lightly.

"Understand."

Linghu Chong nodded hastily.

"Zuo Lengchan, Yue Buqun and the like will be the scourge of the martial arts sooner or later. Such people cannot be kept. I originally wanted to kill Zuo Lengchan directly today, but since Zuo Lengchan is as cowardly as a mouse, let him be spared for the time being. I will leave Aojiang Prefecture to you, and I don’t want to hear that there are any sects here, and anyone dares to secretly harm Tianyahai Pavilion.”

Feng Wuhen continued.

"clear."

Linghu Chong nodded again, and replied respectfully.

Feng Wuhen nodded in satisfaction and stopped talking.

At this moment, a person hurried in from the door, and came to Feng Wuhen's side respectfully.

Blue core rain.

"Master, something happened."

Lan Xinyu said solemnly.

"what happened?"

Feng Wuhen just picked up the wine glass, when he heard Lan Xinyu's words, he couldn't help frowning.

"The person monitoring the Wuyue Sword Sect is dead."

Lan Xinyu said solemnly.

After hearing Lan Xinyu's words, the wine glass that Feng Wuhen held in his hand shattered instantly!

"Who did it?!"

Feng Wuhen asked in a deep voice.

"Judging from the swordsmanship, it should be the Huashan School."