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Chapter One Hundred and Twelve (1600)

No matter where you stand, Dongfang Yu must be the core of the crowd.

Although the Changhe Gang had just joined, the middle-aged Confucian scholars knew that although the Changhe Gang had just joined the faces and expressions, they knew that although the Changhe Gang had been a short time, they had become the leader of small and medium-sized gangs and ranked first in the second line, only under the seven elder gangs.

"Dongfang Yu must also be interested in the position of leader. It is inevitable that a battle between dragons and tigers will be fought. This opportunity is rare, and there is also a natural action. You must watch it carefully, which will be of great benefit to your martial arts cultivation in the future..."

The middle-aged Confucian scholar warned that most of the older generation of martial arts heroes around him were like this, taking the opportunity to teach the younger generation.

I don’t know how long it took, but as the bells and drums sounded around me, a tall and powerful figure had already arrived on the huge ring in the center.

"I am so strong that I can open the mountain. Welcome to the Dajiang League and witness our recommendation of the leader..."

As soon as the man opened his mouth, he sounded like thunder, almost like thunder on the ground. He seemed to have a faint roar of dragons and tigers in his words, which could be heard in the audience.

Not only that, the short thorns on his face stood up, like steel thorns, and his figure was extremely tall and strong, and his whole body was filled with a sense of mightiness.

And just now, no one of the heroes in the audience could see clearly how he got on the ring. Obviously, this man's light skills are extremely high and they are quite incompatible with his figure.

"This person is a golden lion and iron mountain, wearing a dragon roar and a golden bell cover, and a tiger roar iron cloth shirt, has been superb. He is one of the elders of the Dajiang League and the master of the Golden Lion Hall... Since ancient times, this kind of horizontal master has lacked internal skills in his internal skills, but he is an anomaly. His body of true energy has actually entered the innate realm. Look at his light skills..."

Confucian scholars talked to the two girls of red and yellow.

Tie Kaishan is still on the ring. After some greetings and politeness, he also entered the topic:

"... Therefore, the position of the leader of the Dajiang League has to be chosen. In order to avoid harming the harmony, the seven old guys agreed to each other that they could not take action. At most, they could send their respective subordinates to fight... Next, as long as the heroes and young heroes who are interested in the position of the leader of the Dajiang League are invited to come on stage, compete for the generals, and decide the leader..."

After Tie Kaishan finished speaking, he sat back and sat down, but there was an uproar below.

"Yes, if the seven gangs fight together in order to seize the position of leader of the alliance, then the entire Dajiang Alliance will probably be dispersed. Wouldn't it be a big joke? What a kindness first, I admire you!"

Tu Qianjue, the leader of the branch of Qingyun Sect, took the lead in saying that he was talking nonsense.

Almost half of the people present, after Tie Kaishan finished speaking, looked at the Changhe Gang area. To be precise, it was the leader of the gang there, Dongfang Yu!

If the seven great masters are not born, who can compete with him? The position of leader of the Dajiang League is almost certain to win!!!

Dongfang Yu still had a gentle smile on his face, but his right hand had already begun to tremble slightly due to excitement.

His ambitions and his dreams are about to come true!

Even if Master Daoba Li suddenly lost his information, it was just a natural person and still could not stop him from continuing his plan.

"Soon... I will soon ascend to the position of leader of the Dajiang League, and then unify the martial arts world in Kangzhou, and even advance the world..."

A trace of light flashed through Dongfang Yu's eyes, and then turned into a murderous intent: "And... Fang Ming, I will not let you go!!!"

But... will Fang Ming really let Dongfang Yu ascend to the throne of leader as he wishes and deal with him calmly?

...

The moon is as cool as water.

Qianfan Island, composed of giant ships, was filled with people and cheering in the bright lights.

A small boat seemed to come from the ghost in the darkness, and was slowly sailing in the moonlight, without wind or oars, carrying a man in blue on it.

"Liancheng Jue?"

Fang Ming looked at the bright moon in the air and his consciousness quickly communicated with Yanwu Ling.

"This world has no help to me, and the Divine Zhao Sutra may not be as good as the Yi Jin Sutra or even the Arhat Demon-Subduing Magical Art. The Blood Sword and Sword Technique is just a little weird and has limited power..."

Fang Ming shook his head, but did not refuse directly, but saved the opportunity.

Although I don’t want to go, if something dangerous happens in the next half month, real time travel may be an excellent opportunity to avoid it!

"Okay, add another trump card, I'm more sure about this trip to Dajiang League!"

Fang Ming leaped gently, and had already crossed six or seven feet away, and came to the Qianfan Island composed of the five-tooth giant ship.

"Stop! Who?"

The Dajiang Alliance is naturally extremely strict in its garrison, and it is difficult to cross the birds, otherwise wouldn’t it be a joke?

The two major forces, the Governor's Office and even the Qingyun Sect, must not want to see the great increase in the strength of the Dajiang Alliance, and 80% of them have made some small moves.

Therefore, today the Dajiang League is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. In fact, the security force has been strengthened to its limit. Fang Ming rushed in again and was discovered almost as soon as he got ashore. In the whistling, a large number of Dajiang League masters used their light skills to surround him. The leader was a top-notch master!

"roll!"

Fang Ming waved his right hand, and the long black knife on his back fell down with a sheath, as if it were a thousand pounds!

"Ah!" The first-class master raised his hands like a tower, which was a "Heavenly King's Tower-Supporting Style". The joints of his body kept exploding, emitting astonishing power.

Click!

However, he couldn't save him. His arms just touched the scabbard and his arm bones broke. His whole body was so oppressed by this mountain-like weight that he knelt on the ground.

"Ah...Master Li..."

Seeing this, some of the other good players whistled forward to take revenge, while others retreated directly. The sharp whistling kept ringing, which seemed to be asking for foreign aid.

Fang Ming no longer cared about the figure that fell on the ground like mud and continued to go deeper.

"Bold madman, come and take your life!"

Three first-class experts wearing Dajiang League costumes rushed over, and they each used swords to meet them, and one of them flew back slightly, shooting out the big black fine needles, iron chains, and thorns... like a black rain of flowers...

"Those who block me will die!"

Fang Ming still couldn't get out of the sheath. With a wave of his right hand, a black light flashed. The rain of flowers all over the sky seemed to have fallen into mud and disappeared without a shadow. The master who emitted hidden weapons covered his face and screamed in terror, and he was so angry.

The two guardians stood there blankly, letting Fang Ming walk by.

After Fang Ming left, two sword auras exploded on the two men's bodies, and the blood of the big bun was like a fountain!

The knife is not unsheathed, but it can kill three top-notch players in a row! How fast is this? How amazing is it? What kind of exquisite sword technique?

"It's the Golden Sword Fang Ming! The Golden Sword Fang Ming is here!"

A man suddenly screamed, put aside the weapons in his hand and ran away, and the sound of fear seemed to be contagious, becoming louder and louder...

...

"Okay! The Young Hero of the East has lost 54 Dajiang League masters in a row... Who else wants to come up to challenge?"

The sound of the iron mountain thunder thunder swept across the entire school ground.

He asked three times in a row, and then he shouted: "Since everyone is dissatisfied, please take the throne of the leader of the alliance and accept our worship. From now on, he will obey the orders and dare not violate them!"

The Dajiang League Gang members had seen Dongfang Yu have a strong martial arts skills before, and a group of the mysterious sword sects who were ambushed and shouted vigorously. Now they shouted in unison: "Abide by the orders, and dare not violate them..."

"Where are there... The boy is insignificant martial arts and shallow in his knowledge..."

Dongfang Yu returned the salute with his fists and said and thanked him again, as usual, he left the throne of the leader surrounded by seven elders and witnessed by the Governor's Office and Qingyun Sect.

"Wait...I'm not convinced!!!"

Suddenly, seven consecutive sounds of bang bang bang bang bang made a big noise. Seven top-notch masters vomited blood and rolled into the banquet school. Fang Ming followed in and the sound was heard everywhere: "I don't accept!!!"

"It's him!" Hongxia and Huangxia exclaimed.

"Well? Who is he?" asked the Confucian scholar.

"Master, he is what we mentioned to you before, the golden sword Fang Ming..." Hongxia's expression was stunned.

"Is that so? That's strange..." The Confucian scholar's eyes flashed, as if he had great interest in the proud and central boy.

"It's Fang Ming!" At this time, almost all the Kangzhou martial arts elites gathered on the field, and Qingsong swordsman Zhang Qingsong was naturally there.

Of course, he didn't know Fang Ming when he was Yue Peng, but the two had a relationship when they were in Yanghe County.

Not only him, but also the little beast king, the monster monk, a group of experts on the Hidden Dragon List, Yu Peixin and others. Of course, it was only Fang Ming who recognized them, but they did not know Fang Ming.

"Bold madman! He actually dares to disturb my Dajiang Alliance!" Tie Kaishan roared.

"Come on, take this golden sword thief for me!" Old Yin's eyes flashed and directly ordered.

Since ancient times, good and evil have not been in harmony. If all the orthodox experts present are besieging each other, then Fang Ming will only be able to be chopped into meat sauce even if he has three heads and six arms!

"If my eyes are not blind, I know that this person does not care about good or evil, but his true energy is exquisite and mellow, and compassion is revealed. It is a Buddhist lineage, the most authentic one... "

The divine-eyed scholar Tu Qianjue raised his eyelids and suddenly said.

He said this at this time, undoubtedly helping Fang Ming to help Fang Ming practice the Buddhist martial arts that had been hard at several worlds at this time showed its effect.

He is a genius and authentic in his inner rank, without any evil spirit. Anyone who has seen him will never admit his mistake.

"Haha... There are people in the world who understand it! I came here this time just to eliminate the grievances. Dongfang Yu, you slander me as the young master of Jindao. Actually, you are yourself! Do you dare to come out to confront me?"

With Fang Ming's roar, he rushed towards Dongfang Yu directly.

"Hehe, the good show is coming..." The third uncle said to Li Caifeng among the masters of the Governor's Office.

The masters of the Governor's Office and Qingyun Sect immediately retreated, looking like they didn't want to be troublesome.

"I'm so brave, I'm slandering again!"

Old Yin's figure stepped forward like a ghost, and a soft whip swept out like a poisonous snake spitting out a letter.
Chapter completed!
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