Three groups of people stood here, and everyone around them stopped and watched.
This martial arts conference has attracted more and more observers, including ancient martial arts families, sects, institutions, organizations... to observe.
Many organizations know that the early stage is just a knockout match and not exciting. This stage is the highlight!
But when the people who came heard about Zhao Ritian's one-pass-three record, they felt a little regretful, so they had better come earlier.
At this time, in the hall, people from the three tribes banged together.
The people in Laojun Mountain had expressionless faces and cold eyes. They stared at the God of Death, and then looked at Lu Chengwen's group with disdain.
The God of Death consists of three people wearing masks. Their appearance cannot be seen. Their expressions are like three cold robots. Their aura is a bit weird and they have a strong sense of oppression.
Lu Chengwen, on the other hand, rubbed his chin, looking this way, that way, that way, this way.
Long Aotian narrowed his eyes.
They are all the four gates of ghosts, and I am the only one who is the senior one of the four gates of heaven.
It’s been over half a year, what the hell have I been busy with!?
No matter Laojun Mountain or the God of Death, I will never allow you to walk in front of me or block my way!
I, Long Aotian, am a god who blocks people from killing people, and a Buddha who blocks people from killing people!
At this time, Lu Chengwen took a step forward and stood in front of Long Aotian.
Long Aotian was about to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.
Lu Chengwen smiled and said: "Hey, it's rare that we can get together. Brother Death, have we met somewhere?"
The God of Death glanced at Lu Chengwen coldly, clenched his fists and remained silent.
Boyifa looked at the God of Death: "The laws of heaven and earth, the unity of mind and heart. Calling yourself the God of Death while wearing a mask is like a child playing house. Haha, I will be waiting for you in the finals."
The God of Death glanced at Bo Yifa, ignored him, and turned to look at Lu Chengwen.
Lu Chengwen was stunned and took half a step back: "Hey, hey, hey, I didn't say anything! He was mocking you!"
The God of Death said calmly: "Please give way."
"Oh." Lu Chengwen turned aside to make way, revealing Long Aotian.
Lu Chengwen gave in, but Long Aotian didn't.
Long Aotian frowned and stared at the God of Death.
Boyi got angry: "When I talk to you, don't you dare to reply?"
The God of Death looked back at him and said in a cold voice: "My only goal is Yanzhaomen, Laojunshan? You can wait until the finals to decide."
"What did you say!?"
The God of Death finally turned around and faced the people of Laojun Mountain.
"You think of me as your final opponent? Haha, don't be ridiculous. After today, you will pack up and get out. This is the finals. With your qualifications, you won't even be able to see the third person who is a prostitute."
Boyi was angry.
The people from Laojun Mountain have always been the favorites for the championship since they came here!
Everyone thinks that they are one of the candidates for the championship, and they themselves think so too!
But now, he was mocked by a guy wearing a mask and said that he couldn't make it to the finals!
"Do you think we will lose to the Yanshemen?" Boyi laughed ferociously: "That's quite a mockery."
"No, it's not a taunt." The God of Death said: "The three of us bought 30 million yuan to cover Laojunshan in a beautiful way. We wear three in one."
He took out the betting ticket and said: "Look."
The whole place was in an uproar!
The God of Death is not mocking, he really doesn't think highly of the people of Laojunshan at all!
He actually bought 30 million yuan for a sexy cover-up and wore it in Sanlaojunshan! Does this mean you don’t look down on them at all!?
Boyifa gritted his teeth: "Do you treat me like trash!?"
Death raised three fingers: "First, I don't treat you as trash, I treat all three of you as trash; second, saying that you can't enter the finals doesn't mean that you are at the bottom, but that you are unlucky.
We have arrived at the Yanzhumen; thirdly, you should be lucky that you encountered the Yanzhumen and not us."
Boyifa immediately became furious: "What an arrogant guy! I will kill Yanshamen first today. You can wash my neck and wait. I will personally defeat you in the finals!"
The God of Death snorted and looked at Long Aotian: "Your Excellency, you don't look convinced?"
Long Aotian said: "We have met before."
"Yes."
"Where?"
"Think for yourself."
Long Aotian said: "Have you always used double thorns?"
"Always."
Long Aotian nodded: "See you in the finals."
"OK."
Everyone around was shocked.
See you in the finals!? Do you two regard the people from Laojun Mountain as human beings?!
"Uh..." Lu Chengwen quickly smoothed things over: "We are just here to join in the fun, we may not make it to the finals. In fact, it is quite fun to make friends here. If Mr. Death is free, after the game is over, we can have tea and drinks together, hahaha,
My treat!"
Liu Bo took a step forward and stared at Lu Chengwen.
His face behind the mask was covered with sweat, he was so nervous that his heartbeat was racing and his body was shaking a little.
What to do? What to do? What to do!?
Lu Chengwen’s senior brother refuses to give way, what should I do in this situation!?
Lu Chengwen won't beat me here, right? Damn it, why would he come here!
Are my two masters still following him? Why are there so many idiots here! Lu Chengwen can kill you all in one go!
You two idiots still look down on him!
No, I'm too nervous and I need to pee.
I have to find a way to get out of here as soon as possible without anyone finding out that I'm scared!
Boyifa came over and grabbed Liu Bo's shoulder with one hand: "Hey! It's obviously me talking to you, where are you looking!?"
Liu Bo was annoyed to death.
You seek your own death, don’t involve me, okay!?
Liu Bo looked at Lu Chengwen: "I wish Yanzhaomen the best of luck in the competition."
After saying that, he took the initiative to get out of the way and walked away from the side.
Everyone was surprised.
Long Aotian smiled.
Sure enough, my kingly demeanor can control the situation!
This feeling is really refreshing.
At this moment, not only Long Aotian himself thought so, but Lu Chengwen also thought so.
The two of them just faced each other, eye to eye, and the way they talked calmly and coldly was like the collision of souls between two top masters!
Not only Lu Chengwen, everyone was stunned by the scene just now.
Long Aotian faced the God of Death without any timidity or flinching. On the contrary, he showed a strong aura that was unafraid and even resolutely believed in his own strength!
The God of Death left, leaving everyone confused.
Bo Yifa was ignored by the God of Death, but Long Aotian was able to talk to the God of Death on an equal footing... This guy, both the God of Death and Long Aotian were able to show off, but the only step for them to show off was me!
Intolerable!
Boyifa looked at Long Aotian: "Do you know him?"
Long Aotian also looked at Bo Yifa: "Tigers and lions don't need to know each other to know how powerful the other is. As for the wild dogs... of course they will be ignored."
Boy Yifa gritted his teeth: "Long Aotian, you will soon pay the price for these words."
Long Aotian snorted, raised his wrist, and looked at his watch: "There are still four hours and thirty minutes before the game. Cherish it, you can only be arrogant for four hours and thirty minutes."
Chapter completed!