"Senior Brother Wang, well done, kill this arrogant guy."

A group of young people from the ancient martial arts family were full of enthusiasm and helped cheer up.

Even Tong Shengnan gave a cheering gesture.

Although these ancient martial arts families did not give the Tong family any face just now and canceled the Tong family's voting qualifications, which made her very unhappy. After all, she was also a guest invited by Grandpa Wang. These people came to the alliance meeting to cause trouble.

Those who come to trouble Grandpa Wang are her enemies, Tong Shengnan.

"Haha, Taizu's Changquan? It's just a small skill."

The weak scholar laughed when he saw Master Wang Ming's killing move, but didn't take it to heart.

When Master Wang Ming was approaching, he suddenly took action.

Although he looks weak, his moves are extremely fierce.

He suddenly squatted down to avoid Wang Mingshi's killing move, and then jumped up like an eagle, turning his palms into claws and grabbing Wang Mingshi's throat.

If caught, five deep bloody holes would appear in Wang Mingshi's throat.

Wang Mingshi had quick eyesight and quick legs. When he saw that he missed a move, his opponent made a killing move instead. He was so frightened that he quickly retreated to avoid it.

The frail scholar smiled evilly and moved forward to pursue him.

But before he could pursue him a few steps, Master Wang Ming leisurely turned his body, pressed against the weak scholar's arm, went around behind him, and punched out, like hammering a watermelon, trying to blow the weak scholar's head off.

Feeling the sound of wind in his ears, the frail scholar jumped up and flew into the air at extremely fast speed.

Wang Mingshi's punch hit nothing, but the wind of the punch cracked the wall on one side of the hall.

After dozens of moves, the two sides were fighting inextricably, with no winner or loser.

The hall was in a mess.

But anyone with a discerning eye can basically see that Master Wang Ming has the upper hand and has begun to defend continuously. If the fight continues, he will definitely lose.

In the main hall, the Guwu disciples all looked worried, and those who had cheered before had silently shut up.

On Guan Erjue's side, everyone was very excited and turned against the guests, cheering and cheering one after another.

"Senior Wang's situation is probably not good."

Tong Shengnan also saw the clues and felt a little worried.

Wang Ke sighed happily: "Master Uncle Wang has lost this battle. If he still doesn't stop after thirty moves, his life will be in danger."

Lu Zifeng nodded in agreement. Master Wang Ming was currently playing too passively, and his defense was also very difficult. Whenever he was exhausted, he would be defeated.

Tong Shengnan said anxiously: "Then let them stop quickly. We will discuss the position of alliance leader. Why should we kill each other and let those who make trouble laugh?"

Wang Kexin said: "Since the fight has become so intense, it involves the face of both sides, and even more so the face of the teachers behind both sides. Most people will not stop shouting unless the teachers of both sides shout to stop."

Tong Shengnan said: "Isn't Senior Sun worried about the safety of his disciples? Why don't you let his disciples stop?"

Wang Kexin knew the temper of senior Sun Lianyin, and his face was more important than the sky. It would be very difficult for him to give up face and admit defeat.

But she couldn't tell Tong Shengnan clearly about this. After all, Sun Lianyin was standing nearby. If she heard her saying bad things about him behind his back, it would probably cause discord between the Wang and Sun families.

These are troubled times, and it is best for the two families to live in peace.

"Sheng Nan, you, a child, should not blindly get involved in the big shot's ideas and actions." Tong Aoyun warned his granddaughter with a look.

Tong Shengnan understood, nodded and stopped talking.

At the same time, Master Wang Ming finally lost his strength and the weak scholar found a flaw. He hit his chest with a palm and flew backwards several meters.

Taking advantage of the victory, the weak scholar pursued the attack and kicked Wang Mingshi in the chest again. You could hear the sound of his ribs breaking.

Phew!

Master Wang Ming spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and his whole body hit the wall of the hall, making a dull sound.

The weak scholar did not give up, and continued to use his killer moves.

Just when he was about to blow up Wang Mingshi's head with one fist, Sun Lianyin, who looked gloomy, finally couldn't stand it anymore and took action.

Sun Lianyin moved, and in an instant, he stood in front of his eldest disciple Wang Mingshi. He looked at the weak scholar who was attacking him, but did not make a move. He just unleashed his full body of energy with a terrifying momentum.

The weak scholar realized the tyranny of this momentum and did not dare to move forward. He immediately stopped the offensive and said, "What? After beating the younger ones, the older ones will attack again?" His attitude was still arrogant.

Sun Lianyin turned blue with anger and shouted sternly: "My disciple has been seriously injured. If you kill them all like this, do you still take my Sun family seriously?"

The weak scholar thought to himself, of course I don't take the Sun family seriously, and even the ancient Chinese martial arts world, I don't take it lightly, but the opponent's strength is indeed better than his own, so I still have to give him some face, and restrained himself and said: "Sun

Senior, what you said is serious. It was your disciple who took action first, so what? Now that you have lost, you are blaming me?"

Sun Lianyin's face turned red from the rebuke, and for a moment, she didn't know how to refute.

The frail scholar smiled and said: "However, for the sake of Senior Sun, I can spare your disciple's life."

"Arrogant!"

Sun Lianyin was completely angry. A junior had ignored her several times and it was impossible not to teach him a lesson.

He turned his palm and hit the weak scholar with a thunderous palm.

As expected of a master of the four realms, this palm filled the entire hall with a chilling air.

Except for some martial arts masters, the rest of the weak ones retreated to areas they thought were safe, especially those under the Xiantian realm, who were so frightened that they ran out of the hall.

The frail scholar's expression also changed.

This palm was so powerful that he couldn't catch it at all.

Just when he was at a loss and panicked, Guan Erjue, who had never spoken, took action.

"You bully the juniors, right? Well, I'll bully the juniors too."

Guan Erjue didn't know when he stood in front of the frail scholar. Faced with Sun Lianyin's thunderous palm, his expression remained calm and he pushed with his backhand.

boom!

Two domineering zhenqi collided in the air, erupting with a thunderous sound. The billowing air waves spread to all directions, like a whirlwind of more than ten levels. Everyone was so frightened that they immediately raised their arms in front of themselves to resist.

"Sheng Nan, Tong Lao, be careful."

Lu Zifeng felt that the power of the air wave was not small, and it was not something that a master of energy transfer could withstand. He subconsciously pulled Tong Shengnan behind him, and at the same time stretched out his other hand to block Tong Aoyun.

Tong Shengnan watched his little hand being pulled by Lu Zifeng, feeling sweet in his heart.

It turns out that he still cares about himself and his grandfather.

When Wang Kexin saw this scene, she felt inexplicably envious.

But at the same time, I felt slightly disappointed.

The three of them stood together, and Lu Zifeng ignored her.

After the cyclone passed, the main hall became even more messy. Most of the wine tables had fallen to the ground, some of them were cracked in half, and all the windows in the main hall were basically broken.

It was as if someone had just placed a bunch of grenades in the hall.

Sun Lianyin was shocked when he saw that Guan Erjue's attack, which he had used 80% of his strength, was easily neutralized. He was worthy of being a figure who became famous half a century ago. His strength was indeed strong enough, above the peak of the Four Realms.

But once you have taken action, there is no reason to back down.

Otherwise, how do the ancient martial arts disciples present today view him as the newly promoted leader?

Therefore, the winner must be determined today, either he will die or Guan Erjue will die.

"The surname is Guan. He has good palm skills. Try another palm from me."

Sun Lianyin put on a posture and wanted to make a killing move.

"Then I want to give it a try and see how you juniors have grown up after I left China." Guan Erjue said calmly without any fear.

The smell of gunpowder suddenly became stronger, and as he was about to take action again, Wang Yiyang, the organizer, said:

"Don't be impatient, you two. We are all part of the ancient martial arts world. Maybe we still have some friendship with our ancestors. Why bother killing each other here? If word spreads, it will not only make the troublemakers we have to deal with laugh.
Chapter completed!