subordinates dare not

No matter how smug Lu Jiu smiled, Yang Qi didn't go to see him anymore. Lu Jiu felt bored, so he put away his folding fan again, and went to watch the ring with Fu Balu and ten Meng Fuyuan.

Suddenly, I heard a familiar voice from the side——

"Meng Fuyuan."

Huo Yi knew that the owner of the villa probably wanted to conceal his identity, so he couldn't directly call him the owner of Meng Fuyuan, so he had to silently read the word Meng Fuyuan several times in his heart before he felt that it was not so hot.

Meng Fuyuan nodded, "Shaoxia Yan, long time no see."

Lu Jiu waved in Huo Yi's direction, "Shaoxia Yan, come and sit down, there are extra stools here. I think Shaoxia Yan is very skilled in martial arts, so maybe he can help explain the situation in the arena."

There were six people at a table, and one of them happened to be empty. The place Lu Jiu said was on the left hand side of Meng Fuyuan. After seeing Huo Yi thanking him and sitting down, Lu Jiu introduced one by one: "Brother Meng, you must already know each other. You are directly opposite Lu Shi. , I'm Lu Jiu, next to me is Fu Ba, and the person reading medical books next to you is Yang Qi."

Lu Jiu originally thought that Yan Yuanbai was a cold-faced hero, but when he saw him today, there was a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, so he asked, "Hero Yan is in a good mood? Why is he smiling so happily?"

After all, Huo Yi couldn't control the slightly raised corners of his mouth, "You and this Fu Bashao...how did you dress like this?"

The third time when they mentioned their clothes, Lu Jiu suddenly felt a little unconfident. She glanced at Lu Shi, who was also suppressing her smile. Although Yang Qi lowered his head, his shoulders seemed to be shaking.

Lu Jiu turned her head and asked Meng Fuyuan: "Brother Meng, is this dress really so funny?"

Lu Jiu looked down at his clothes, "I look very elegant..."

"Fu Ba's clothes are just a little more colorful." Meng Fuyuan laughed, "Your emerald green with gold embroidery looks very much like the clothes worn by the grandma of a rich family at her [-]th birthday."

It can be said to hit the nail on the head.

While chatting and laughing, Yang Qi suddenly said in a deep voice: "Why is the head of Bian so bad all of a sudden?"

Everyone's attention returned to the arena again, only to see that Bian Qingyu's body pace on the arena slowed down a lot.

Meng Fuyuan frowned. How long has it been? With his strength as the head of the previous term, he shouldn't be exhausted. How could his level drop so suddenly, as if he was poisoned——

poison!

Meng Fuyuan stood up and stared at the figure in the center of the ring. Bian Qingyu said that he was poisoned, could it be that this time his poison came out?If it was really because of poison, Bian Qingyu probably didn't want Wei Chuge to see it, the more weaknesses, the more dangerous.

In the past few days, Bian Qingyu has been communicating with Meng Fuyuan using the organ bird. Meng Fuyuan also understands the current situation of Bian Qingyu. He and Wei Chuge formed an alliance because they wanted to overthrow the Kaiyang faction. After the Kaiyang faction disappears, The alliance between two people will only be the result of falling apart.

"Hey. This move is so fierce." Lu Jiu became interested, observed intently, and said, "Wei Chuge's move was clearly directed at Bian Qingyu's throat from top to bottom. Trick, or do you want Bian Qingyu to fall directly from the ring?"

Lu Shi suddenly discovered the inconsistency, "But didn't the two heads still feed each other before? Why did they kill them all later?"

Huo Yi concentrated on watching Wei Chuge's sword on the ring. The sword in Wei Chuge's sword was slashing towards the left side of the opponent's neck and toward the right shoulder. To hide, to possess downward is to give the head to the opponent, and it is impossible to lean back. It is best not to hide along the direction of the opponent's sword, otherwise the opponent's sword tip will continue to chase, and the next moment may not be able to dodge. You's choice is to go to the left, Huo Yi's pupils constricted suddenly——

"There is another possibility." Huo Yi said in a deep voice, "Wei Chuge wants to take the opportunity to split his mask."

"If the head of Bian hides to the left, the mask will shatter into two pieces and fall off the face."

Huo Yidao: "I guess Head Wei just wants to test whether Head Bian will bear this blow abruptly because of the mask."

Huo Yiyi made Meng Fuyuan and others enlightened. If the mask is broken, then the face that the head of Bian has tried so hard to cover up will be seen by everyone present.

Just as Huo Yi finished speaking, there was a loud noise from the ring.

Lu Jiu was startled and said, "Master Bian actually took this trick!"

Fu Ba was also shocked, "Wei Chuge used at least eight percent of his skill for this blow."

Meng Fuyuan suddenly said: "I'll go to the first floor to see the situation of the head of Bian, I'm afraid that Bian Qingyu will not even be able to tell the way." Then he hurried to the stairs.

The color of Wei Chuge's eyes in the center of the ring changed drastically for a moment, and the hand holding the sword hilt trembled, but in the next moment, all emotions disappeared without a trace.

Bian Qingyu on the opposite side leaned back, almost flying out of the ring, but stopped an inch away from the ring. Wei Chuge saw Bian Qingyu's Adam's apple rolling, and then thrust his sword into the floor, Then the strength of the sword body stood up.

The head of the dignified faction was beaten until he almost fell off the ring, it can be said that he lost all face.

Wei Chuge knew that his blow seemed soft, but in fact it was ruthless. If he hit it hard, it would shock his heart, and he might be kicked out of the ring. Since Bian Qingyu can sit at the head of a faction, Wei Chuge doesn't believe Bian Qing I can't see it.

But Bian Qingyu chose to meet him directly in order to protect his mask.

What's under the mask?Could it be more important than the dignity of his sect leader?

Even so, the time had not yet come, and the two of them could not stop. Wei Chu's singer's sword was unloaded to three points, and it entangled with Bian Qingyu's sword tip.

Bian Qingyu had already suffered internal injuries, and his body was not as flexible as before. Every time the sword hit, Bian Qingyu's internal injuries aggravated.

All the masters of the rivers and lakes can see that it is only a matter of time before Bian Qingyu loses.

Bian Qingyu gritted his teeth to prevent the blood from leaking from his lips, endured the bloody smell in his throat, his head began to sink, and there were messy voices in his ears. Although the sentences were different, the hidden meaning behind each word was ready to come out The ridicule, sarcasm, sarcasm, and ridicule poured into Bian Qingyu one after another like a rising tide, no different from a hundred years ago, so that Bian Qingyu couldn't tell whether these voices came from reality or had been dusty for many years the nauseating memory of—

"This new head of the Tianshu Sect doesn't seem to be doing well. The Tianshu Sect is about to perish."

"The Tianshu faction has been the last for two consecutive years."

"Such a person can also become the master, why can't even dodge Wei Chuge's blow, I don't think it is difficult to dodge?"

"Want to escape?"

"I said you can't escape, why don't you believe it?"

"..."

Bian Qingyu gritted his teeth, the so-called counterattack in his hand was just a random swing of the sword based on feeling, because of the poisonous hair, Bian Qingyu was trembling from his fingertips to his hair, his back was wet with sweat, and his breathing became weak. Clear and audible.

Sure enough, without strength, without rights, everything is empty talk, everything is false, and everything is beyond reach.

Bian Qingyu could only remind himself in his heart over and over again, in order to get some comfort that was better than nothing——

Hold on a little longer, and when the timer runs out, it's all over.

Just when Bian Qingyu felt that his hands and feet were about to lose consciousness, and the bursts of poisonous pain made him feel that even his expressionless face had become a difficult expression, the voice that Bian Qingyu hoped for finally appeared——

"Stop—" the elders of the Kaiyang faction walked up to the ring, "Thank you for the presentation brought by the two masters, please come down from the ring."