"Whoosh..."

Suddenly in mid air, a large amount of broken wind came, and many figures in the sky were flying in the sky.

The noisy and bustling square suddenly began to be quiet, one after another of the eyes of the front space.

"Look, the elders are coming."

"Miss Muhan is here, too."

"Lord, the Lord is really here!"

"That's the patriarch of my ancient Tianzong, the top strong one in Zhongzhou

One after another, the figures fell on the platform of the square, and a faint breath came and spread in the air for no reason, which made people tremble. Looking at the shadows, tens of thousands of eyes on tianwu square began to become awe stricken and saluted immediately.

"See the Lord."

"See you Dharma protectors."

Around the square, all the ancient Tianzong disciples salute in awe, and do not dare to be disrespectful.

The patriarch of the ancient Tianzong, the top strongman in Zhongzhou, and the character who can make Zhongzhou tremble with one foot is the God like existence in the hearts of all ancient Tianzong disciples.

All the disciples of ancient Tianzong have heard of the legend of the patriarch Sima stepping on the star when he was young, and his awe filled his heart more and more.

On the high platform, behind Hu sankun, Hao Zongwei, Kong Zhonglei, and Zhen Mingze, a middle-aged man standing about seven feet tall stood behind the Dharma protectors, his skin was shining and flowing, and his eyes were shining with a deep glass like light.

The Han Dynasty is thin and slender, but it looks slender and strong. It is a blue robe embroidered with green patterns. The feet of the robe are turned up. The long black hair is combed in a neat bun. Several strands of hair fall from the ear. It is Sima TA Xing, the patriarch of the ancient Tianzong.

"All of you are exempt from the ceremony. You will watch the duel for a while, and you will have a good understanding of it."

Sima stepped on the star to open his mouth and said, standing with negative hands, the slender voice seems to be more straight and straight, with elegance in the air.

"Yes

All around the sound wave ups and downs, a line of figures rose.

"Dad, I'm going down first."

On the high platform, Sima stepped down beside him with a delicate voice, and then a beautiful shadow slowly fell down the square. She was wearing a long brocade skirt with moon white and pink interlaced, a light pink gauze cape on her shoulders, and a pink belt tied around her waist. She had a well-balanced body and a slim waist, but she could not hold it. Two white bracelets on her white wrist raised her hand The collision between them makes a pleasant sound, which is even more lovely.

"Support the eldest lady."

"Support elder martial sister Mu Han."

With Sima Muhan's death, there were many cheers and shouts. Especially for those young male disciples, Sima Muhan, the eldest lady, was definitely the target of all male disciples in ancient Tianzong.

Everyone knows that if you can make the eldest Miss Sima Muhan's favor, it is not only less than 30 years of struggle, it is simply a step to the sky, from then on the whole Zhongzhou proud.

"Master, please sit down first. Du Shaofu has not arrived yet."

Hu sankun said to Sima TA Xing, indicating that the patriarch Sima TA Xing should sit up first, but in his heart he hoped that Du Shaofu would not come. In case Du Shaofu defeated Sima Muhan today, a tool that he had lost yesterday would be doubled today.

"Martial uncle, sit down first."

Sima step star smell speech, but to the side of the ancient Qingyang elder said.

Elder Gu Qingyang is very energetic today. He carries an ancient sword. His white hair is fluttering, half bundle and half scattered. A few wisps of white hair flutter with a bunch of white beard. He looks like a fairy coming to the world. He hears his words and says to Sima TA Xing: "don't be hospitable, master, nephew. You are the ancient emperor of Tianzong. Please sit down first."

"Martial uncle, sit together."

Sima stepped on the star and nodded. In his glass like eyes, he was also in awe of the ancient Qingyang elder.

"Well, sit down together."

The ancient Qingyang elder has a wisp of long beard and a smile on his face, which makes other elders helpless.

On the high platform, people sit upright. The ancient Qing Dynasty and the elder sit beside Sima TA Xing. They sit quietly and quietly. On their extremely ruddy face, their eyes are unusually clear. After a glance at the people around them, their eyes are slightly closed. It is like an immortal sitting in meditation to nourish the spirits, which makes people feel awed.

It's just that the elder sitting next to many elders has a feeling of hatred. You should know that the elder who sits down again is not all the elders in the ancient Tianzong, but the elder who sits down again is at least 90% of the people who lost yesterday, and felt a little distressed.

Hu sankun, elder Hu's eyes, looked into the distance, and then looked at the immortal ancient Qingyang elder, and said, "elder Qingyang, is your disciple Du Shaofu coming or not? If you don't dare to come, just admit defeat directly, so as not to wait for the patriarch."

Hearing this, the old man of Qingyang elder opened his slightly closed eyes at once, and his eyes were clear. After glancing at elder Hu, he said, "what are you worried about? Don't worry. You are doomed to lose twice."

"Well, wait until that guy wins."

Elder Hu sankun gave the elder Gu Qingyang a helpless look.Sima stepped on the star to look at the sky without leaving a trace. Then he looked down at Hu sankun and said with a smile, "that little guy has come."

"Whoosh..."

In the middle of the distance, the sound of breaking wind began to spread. Under the waiting of the full field of eyes, a figure was sweeping into the air, and a few flashed to the sky above the square.

"Look, uncle Du is here?"

"I've heard that the patriarch has not yet promised Du Shaofu to join the sect of elder Gu Qingyang, so it's not certain that this martial uncle is not a martial uncle."

"Whoosh..."

During the discussion, they looked at the front space, and a purple robe appeared in the air. He was seventeen or eighteen years old. He always carried a broad sword behind his shoulder. On his resolute and determined face, his eyes were deep and clear.

Naturally, there was no one else except Du Shaofu.

Du Shaofu's arrival immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience. In the crowd, the shouts were resounding, and there were obviously many female disciples screaming. Many eyes were rippling and their hearts were touched.

"Big brother's popularity is not low now. I'm afraid it won't be under Yin Mochen and Si ruofeng."

Today, Hao Biao, who was in front of the onlookers, said to Qiao yingmeng, running cattle, Mu Jiajia, Mo Wen and others around him. Then he looked at Du Shaofu, who was falling down on the square, waving his hands one after another.

"Of course, the president's popularity is high, and now our world will be able to grow stronger and stronger. Just yesterday, many people joined in."

Gu Changyou, who is not far away, nods and says that he is in awe of Hao Bian, Qiao yingmeng and Mo Wen.

If he had not been a senior figure of the World Association, he knew he would not be qualified to stand with these senior brothers and sisters.

Although the world association was established in the ancient Tianzong for a very short time, Gu Changyou is undoubtedly a senior figure.

Because of this, Gu Changyou's status has been greatly improved in waizong these days. Only the backstage of Hao Bian, Qiao yingmeng, Mu Jiajia and Mo Wen is enough. The general Zongzhong deacon should be quite polite to him.

"Today, the president is facing a strong enemy. I wonder if the president can win?"

Qiao yingmeng is quite worried. If she deals with others, she will not worry, but she has to worry about Sima Muhan. She has to worry, especially when she hears something from her master. She is undoubtedly more worried about Sima Muhan's talent, which can be called a monster.

"The president is not a weak person. He is unfathomable. I am afraid that yesterday he did not use his real strength. Whoever wins or loses will not be sure now." Mo Wen, who seldom talks, said.

"I'm sure big brother won't lose. I'm confident."

Hao Bian nodded and his eyes showed a firm look, as if he had full assurance.

"Hao Bian, it is said that you have put all your wealth on the president."

Mu Jiajia looked at Hao Jian with a smile and said, "I hope the president can win, or someone will be ruined."

"I'm sure big brother will win."

Hao Biao said firmly, but on his fat face and straight eyes, his eyes were worried.

Hao Biao has bet all his money. He even adds all the energy copper runes he gets in the heavy rock space. If Du Shaofu loses, he will be in bad luck.

Du Shaofu fell to the ground. His purple robe moved slightly, bringing dust. His clear and clear eyes swept the audience. Listening to many shouts around him, he gave a wry smile and nodded. Then he looked at Hao Biao in front of him and nodded slightly. Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked up. He felt that he was staring at himself all the time.

Looking at him, Du Shaofu saw Sima Muhan lifting her pretty face slightly. His eyes were looking at himself in his smart eyes. His eyes were full of confidence in his bright and charming lavender eyes.

Du Shaofu didn't pay attention to Sima Muhan, but he didn't dare to be careless about the girl. As if he didn't see Sima Muhan's eyes, Du Shaofu looked at the elder's seat on the high platform and gestured to the patriarch and the elders.

As a disciple of the ancient Qingyang elder, his status in the ancient Tianzong was extraordinary. Even in the face of the patriarch, Du Shaofu didn't need to pay a visit.

"Well, I'll take care of you soon."

Seeing that Du Shaofu didn't intend to pay attention to himself, Sima Muhan couldn't help but burst out some nameless fire. His mouth pouted slightly, and his hand clenched his fist slightly.

"Well, everyone is here, let them start."

Sima TA Xing said to the elder Hu sankun.

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