"presumptuous!"

Zhao Heng shouted loudly, and his body shook in front of Qin Fei. He hit Qin Fei's chest with a fierce and fierce "Seven Injury Fist".

He already has the cultivation level of the middle stage of the God 4, so he naturally did not take Qin Fei, who was in the early stage of the God 3, seriously.

What's more, this old man in Tang costume who was scolded by Qin Fei as an "old thing" was his father Zhao Wuji.

He is also the leader of the martial arts world in China, and his identities are much more noble than Xu Kuangdao and others.

In addition, Zhao Heng has always had a crush on Phoenix, which made him feel extremely unhappy with Qin Fei.

Today's conflict is just a fuse.

"What are you?"

Qin Fei sneered, and when he flipped his wrist, he added a "Heavenly-level" top-grade Qingfeng sword, which was cut towards Zhao Heng's wrist.

"Heng'er, be careful!"

This change exceeded everyone's expectations.

No one expected that Qin Fei, who had bare hands, could draw out a weapon in an instant.

After all, space rings are really a luxury for warriors in the secular world. Most people do not deserve to have them at all.

Zhao Heng naturally could not have imagined this.

"ah...."

Zhao Heng screamed in pain, and there was a blood hole on his wrist, and blood kept pouring out.

Qin Fei finally showed mercy, and changed from cutting to stabbing.

Otherwise, Zhao Heng would have to leave a claw here.

"Heng'er, is it okay?"

The old man in Tang suit looked darker, and he hurriedly lit Zhao Heng's shoulder twice. After blocking the acupoints, he quickly stuffed a pill into his mouth.

"Hmph, maybe I'll stab my heart next time!" Qin Fei flipped his wrist and the Qingfeng sword disappeared.

At that time, Wuming's weapons were all from spiritual level to heaven level, and they were all long swords, which were very suitable for Qin Fei to use.

So, Qin Fei just pulled a long sword out in the ring, and the Xuanyuan sword was placed in the corner without moving.

"Dad, I'm fine."

After all, Zhao Heng is the head of the seventh department and is also a result of the deaths. He still doesn't care about this injury.

He looked at Qin Fei deeply, and then said slowly: "It seems that there is one more project for this martial arts conference. I will fight you one by one."

"Whatever you want, I won't stop you if you want to die!"

Qin Fei knew that Zhao Heng was not convinced, and didn't take it seriously. He shrugged and looked at the guard and said, "Can we go in?"

"Uh...please!"

The guard did not dare to look at Qin Fei, and looked very respectful with his head down.

The martial arts world is always based on strength. Qin Fei hurt Zhao Heng, who was in the middle stage of the fourth stage of God just now, which was already awesome.

These guards naturally didn't dare to whisper anything anymore, so they let Qin Fei and his group in.

"Brother Heng, that dog thing is just a sneak attack. Otherwise, we can also find an opportunity to sneak attack back!" Guan Zhibin whispered in Zhao Heng's ear.

"Or what if I'll give you a chance to attack me?" Zhao Heng glanced at Guan Zhibin indifferently before walking into the villa with the old man in Tang suit.

"Brother Heng, I am not your opponent!" Guan Zhibin smiled embarrassedly and followed in.

Although the Guan family is still a little famous in the capital, it is nothing compared with the Zhao family.

His father is the leader of the martial arts world and the peak master of the fourth god. Even if the leader of the ancient sect comes, he has to be a little polite to Zhao Wuji.

Not to mention, the few old monsters in the red wall are all Zao Woo-ki's friends.

Such powerful strength is really beyond ordinary families.

After the group entered the manor, Xu Kuangdao, who was greeting guests, lit up his eyes slightly, and he hurriedly strode over, clasped his fists and said, "President Zhao!"

"Mr. Xu, how are the conference ready?"

Zhao Wuji and Xu Kuangdao started chatting.

"Return to the leader of Zhao, you are ready. However, this time, a 'Qinwang Pavilion' appears, and it seems that you will definitely win the Supreme Order!" Xu Kuangdao said with a frown.

Originally, the so-called martial arts conference was just a formality, and the leader of the martial arts alliance in the south had long been designated as Xu Kuangdao by Zhao Wuji.

Just imagine, there are many martial arts sects, and there are not ten thousand warriors, and there are eight thousand. If the leaders of the martial arts corps in the north and south martial arts are people whom Zhao Wuji doesn’t know, then how can he, the general leader of the country, behave like that?

Zhao Wuji naturally knew that the boss of Qin Wang Pavilion was Qin Fei. Unexpectedly, he also wanted to intervene to compete for the throne of the martial arts leader in the south. A glimmer flashed in his eyes, and he said calmly: "It's okay, no matter who wins the competition, don't you have to accept my assessment in the end. I said he can do it, he can do it. I said he can't do it, he can't do it!"

"Ah...yes, hahaha, I'm thinking too much." Xu Kuangdao came over to understand.

Even if Qin Fei won the game, he would definitely not be able to pass Zhao Wuji's level. After all, the final decision was in Zhao Wuji's hands.

As a master at the peak of God Four, he is almost invincible in the secular world.

Xu Kuangdao also felt relieved and respectfully invited Zhao Wuji and his group to sit down at the bottom of the competition arena.

Since it is a martial arts conference, there must be referees in addition to the competition.

In addition to some martial arts celebrities, Zhao Wuji is also a member of the referee team.

After almost the people participating in the martial arts conference came, Xu Kuangdao jumped onto the ring in the middle of the yard, hugged his fist and said loudly: "Everyone, thank you for attending our martial arts conference in the south. First of all, I am very honored to invite the Supreme Martial Arts World of our country, Senior Zhao Wuji!"

"Smack sex..."

Under the ring, warm applause rang out.

After the applause calmed down, Xu Kuangdao said again: "Then, let me announce the purpose of this martial arts conference: friendship is the first, competition is the second. We can compete, but we cannot attack the key points. If there are any personal grudges, we can negotiate and resolve them after the martial arts conference. Now, please invite Senior Zhao Wuji to come up and announce the beginning of the conference."

"Yeah, thank you everyone!"

Zhao Wuji stood up and hugged Sifang with fists, then he walked onto the ring step by step as if he was stepping on the steps.

In fact, he had nothing under his feet, relying on his ultimate light skills.

"Wow...The Ti Yunzong of Wudang has been lost for a hundred years. I didn't expect Senior Zhao to have mastered it!"

"I heard that Senior Zhao's Wuji sword technique is created by himself by combining Tai Chi, Qingcheng sword technique, and the three styles of Bodhidharma, and it has also been great perfect!"

"That's right, otherwise why would he be the leader of the martial arts world in China?"

The group of people below were all shocked by Zhao Wuji's peerless light skills.

Qin Fei, Situ Changkong and others sat in an inconspicuous corner. Seeing this scene, their hearts couldn't help but feel a little shocked.

This old guy has a few tricks!
Chapter completed!