041 Reward

A good martial arts conference completely changed its flavor. Everyone joined the battle group, and even Pei San, who was about to withdraw, stunned one or two people from time to time.

The big disciple of Huashan faction has been red-eyed, and everything has been left behind by him. It is not important to save his life, such as the leader of the martial arts alliance and the first in the world.

Pei San retreated all over his body and went to the distance. He watched the leaders and disciples of the major factions fight with each other. Some even did not distinguish between which faction and swung weapons in their hands with their eyes closed.

In the time of incense, the scene was not weak at all. Pei San also looked interesting. The wine pot had been squeezed away and found a flat stone. Pei San sat on it and kept commenting.

"Master, Master!" Following the voice, Pei San saw four young Cao Ni Ma Bi in the capital.

Ma Chao was very anxious when he looked at the battle group. After all, his Longmen Dart Bureau was also one of the sects. Although he danced in a hurry, there was nothing he could do. He looked at Pei San for help.

Cao Sheng hurriedly said, "Master, I found that the poisonous dragon faction bought spring demeanor a month ago. The specific number was covered up by that person, but it seems to be a lot."

"Poisonous Dragon School?" Pei San smiled slightly, pulled out the big knife behind him directly, lay on his chest, and shouted, "Stop!"

In the dusty regiment, everyone felt their ears roaring and trembling in their hearts. They subconsciously stopped their movements in their hands and turned their heads to Pei San one after another.

"Who are you? Why should we stop?" The head of the Jade Girl School scolded angrily.

The leaders of other factions have echoed one after another, and it is obviously difficult to stop now.

The head of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau shouted, "Superer, what are you doing with him?"

"This is my master, Dad, come here quickly!" Ma Chao shouted at the top of his voice, very worried about his father.

Pei San smiled at the major factions in the world: "I am the eldest disciple of the inner gate of Qingyi Gate. This time it's just to solve some trivial matters. Of course, I can't control your battle, but our Qingyi Gate has the rules of our Qingyi Gate!"

"Tingyi Gate!"

Those leaders quickly shouted in shock. These heads of the seven sects, who are old fried dough sticks, have heard more or less. Although they are all sects, in the eyes of any of the seven sects, all the sects in the Jianghu are just a small fight. They can destroy all sects with a move of their fingers. !

"It turned out that the Tsing Yimen came to do things. Of course, I won't interfere at all!" Huashan sent a fist and motioned Huashan's disciples to withdraw.

Other sects have expressed their statements one after another, and the originally chaotic groups have been scattered because of this sentence.

Pei San ignored these people, stepped forward and grinned: "Recently, your major faction has been a little dishonest! Although it did not belong to our Qingyi Gate, our inner disciples of Qingyi Gate were framed and almost died in the capital!"

"Who is so bold to frame the disciples of Qingyimen?" Huashan and other factions were stunned.

The head of the poisonous dragon faction looked a little ugly. Pei San slowly walked over and said, "I'm afraid the poisonous dragon faction can't get rid of this matter, right?"

"Hmm! It's just Qingyi Gate. Do you really think that the poisonous dragon faction is afraid of you? The head of the Poisonous Dragon Sect led all the disciples to rush up. The intention was very obvious. He wanted to directly kill Pei San and let the death of Qingyi Gate without proof!

Pei San threw the big knife in his hand directly, and the head of the poisonous dragon faction raised the long stick in his hand to block it. However, after the long stick collided with Pei San's big knife, it broke and turned into debris. The head of the poisonous dragon faction stared fiercely. The next moment, there was no consciousness.

The big knife ran through the head of the head of the Poisonous Dragon School, and Pei San killed the head of the Poison Dragon School for more than 20 years with a seemingly understatement! But the big knife did not stop and continued to rush forward.

"Poisonous dragon faction, kill my disciples in Qingyi!"

With a fierce shout, the people involved in the poisonous dragon faction fell to the ground one after another. The big knife was inserted on the ground and made a buzzing sound. The next, the big knife collapsed.

In one record, all the poisonous dragon faction died, and there was not even a struggle before death.

Pei San clapped his hands and said, "The matter of Qingyimen has been solved. If you want to fight, just continue to fight."

As soon as the idea moved, the bladeless sword came out, and the toes were gentle, and Pei Sanyu's bladeless sword disappeared.

"This..." The leaders of the major factions opened their mouths one after another, and the shock in their hearts was unimaginable, immortal! A real fairy!

The head of the Dragon Gate Dart Bureau looked at his son, Ma Chao. He grinned, stepped forward and hugged Ma Chao's shoulders, "Son! Tell me what your relationship is with that fairy?"

"Master... He is the four masters of us." Ma Chao was also stunned. A lively fairy actually went to the kiln? Thinking about the situation that night, Ma Chao was completely stunned.

The head of the Huashan School laughed, "It seems that the Longmen Dart Bureau is a well-deserved master of the Wulin League."

The big man said timidly, "Master, Pei Xianren said that the leader of the martial arts alliance should be sent to Huashan!"

"What?" The head of the Huashan faction looked at the big man in shock, with joy in his expression. Pei Sanyi left. This mess was completely dumped to this group of Jianghu sects. Soon, the dispute between the Longmen Dart Bureau and the Huashan faction once again pushed the martial arts conference to a **.

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Pei San had returned to Hanfu at this time. After resigning with Han Zhan, he led Han Liuli and Yan Ruyu straight to Qingyi Gate with a bladeless sword, while Qing Lingzi followed him and watched the autumn scenery along the way. The four spent two hours to get to the foot of Qingyi Gate.

Ringing the ancient bell, Old Man Zheng came out to greet them. Looking at Pei San, Mr. Zheng smiled happily: "You boy, the efficiency is not bad. How's it going? What did you find?

"Hey." Pei San grinned and said, "This time it was under the hands of the poisonous dragon faction. Everyone who participated in the martial arts conference this time has been killed."

"Not bad!" Zheng Laohan nodded and led the four people to the hall. In the hall, Xuankong was discussing the talent competition of the seven factions with all the elders of the inner door. Seeing Pei San and others, Xuankong picked up the corners of his mouth.

"You are all back. How's it going?" Xuankong said for a long time.

Pai San's clothes have been changed back to the gown of the eldest disciple of the inner door. He came forward and bowed: "It's all done. Most of the poisonous dragon faction has been slaughtered, and the rest are just some shrimp soldiers and crab generals."

"Good!" Xuankong nodded, "This move can not only avenge Ji Rulong, but also suppress their arrogance. Well done. You four have made great contributions this time, and the reward I said will not fail."

Listening to the words of the head Xuankong, except for Pei San, Yan Ruyu and the other three are a little guilty. This time they have done nothing. At most, they are eating, drinking and having fun.

Pei San is waiting for Xuankong's follow-up.

Xuankong brushed his sleeves, and four mysterious objects wrapped in various lights appeared from his sleeves. Xuankong's hand can be said to be the universe in his sleeves!

Although it belongs to the left side door, it is infinitely used.

"One of these four magic weapons and treasure clothes for self-defense!" Xuankong's voice fell.