I really didn't want to be emperor

Before the Wulin League.

Everyone looked at Zhang Sanfeng and the two, knowing that the person who came was unkind, and their expressions became more alert. The words of the previous two were already very clear.

They came to Tianshan in person because they did not receive a martial arts order. It can be seen that both of them are great masters.

But their origins are a mystery, which makes Yan Gexing feel unsure.

I don't know if the two are people in the world or in the temple.

There was a moment of silence.

Yan Gexing said, "Since your Excellency wants to participate in the Tianshan competition, please come back again in March."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "No, since we are here, let's try now."

"March, you have time, but I don't have time."

Yan Ge said: "The battle of the Tianshan Mountains is scheduled for March. Now the great masters of the countries have not yet arrived. Your Excellency wants a battle, and there is no opponent."

Zhang Sanfeng said again: "No, no, no, the Wulin League can hold this event, it shows that there are many strong people in the Wulin League, let them come out."

Speaking of this, he paused and continued: "If your Wulin League doesn't play today, don't blame me for going crazy."

Hear the sound.

Yan Gexing understood that Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Sanfeng came to make trouble for the Wulin League deliberately, "I advise you to leave Tianshan, otherwise you will not have a chance to leave."

Zhang Sanfeng smiled and said: "It just so happens that we are not going to leave, let's play, let me see what qualifications your Wulin League has to lead the arena."

Yan Gexing was furious. For many years, no one dared to provoke the Wulin League. Zhang Sanfeng and Zhang Sanfeng were purely looking for death.

"If that's the case, let the lord of the league teach you the best tricks."

When the voice fell, he moved forward and his eyes fell on Zhang Sanfeng, "Your Excellency, take it."

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head, "You are not qualified to let me take action. My apprentice will fight you."

Mo Fusheng's figure flashed forward and appeared in front of Yan Gexing, "Leader of Wulin, I want to sit in your position, how about?"

Yan Gexing said angrily: "If you want to sit, it depends on whether you have that ability."

Mo Fusheng looked solemnly, "You mean...if I defeat you, the position of the leader of the martial arts will be mine?"

Yan Gexing rushed forward violently, and shouted angrily: "Shoot first before talking."

The long sword in Mo Fusheng's palm was unsheathed, and he was on the side of the figure, facing Yan Gexing's attack. For a while, above the void, the two figures flicked, and the sound of inner strength collision spread.

boom.

boom.

The sound pierced through the air, and the ears were loud.

The two figures separated from the air, and the figure of Yan Gexing flew backwards, looking at Mo Fusheng with a guard. After ten rounds of confrontation, he could not defeat Mo Fusheng at all.

Moreover, the opponent is stronger as he fights more and more, and his swordsmanship is superb, every attack is fluent and flowing, without the slightest pressure.

On the contrary, he has gradually fallen into a disadvantage. If he continues to fight, he will lose without a hundred rounds.

At this time.

Mo Fusheng raised his sword and walked towards Yan Ge, "Come on, kill you first, and when I sit as the leader, there will be no more martial arts alliance in the future."

"Who is so loud!" A voice came from Tianshan, and the next moment, a figure appeared in the field.

Yan Gexing saw the visitor and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, "Brother, you are out of the customs."

Yan Kuangge said, "If I don't leave the customs, the Wulin League will be replaced by others."

Speaking of this, his eyes fell on Mo Fusheng, "Grandmaster, your strength is not bad, but you are not my opponent."

Then, his eyes flashed and fell on Zhang Sanfeng, "Old man, you are a bit interesting, I can't see through you."

Because there is not the slightest internal fluctuation in Zhang Sanfeng's figure, he looks like an ordinary person, but it gives people an extremely powerful feeling.

Yan Kuangge continued: "Old man, you can do it."

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Mo Fusheng, "Fusheng, go and fight him!"

Mo Fusheng lifted his sword and walked towards Yan Kuangge, who said in a deep voice, "Old man, it's better for you to come, or I will kill him."

The voice fell.

A sword light fell in the air and penetrated towards Yan Kuangge's figure. The latter's figure retreated, slapped it with a palm, and met Mo Fusheng's sword light.

boom.

The two attacks collided, and the terrifying air wave swept through, and Mo Fusheng's figure backed back and forth, and it took more than ten steps to slowly stabilize the figure.

Yan Kuangge said again: "Old man, if you don't make a move, leave Tianshan immediately."

Zhang Sanfeng sighed softly, watching Yan Kuangge and said, "Really let me do it?"

Yan Kuangge said, "I have been in seclusion for ten years. I haven't killed anyone for a long time. I will kill you both master and apprentice today. No matter what your status is, if you dare to make trouble in Tianshan, you will definitely die."

Zhang Sanfeng said calmly, "You are the strongest existence in the Wulin League. It's no wonder that the Wulin League dares to issue a martial arts order, and it is still somewhat powerful."

"But in front of me, you are nothing."

"Come on, start your performance."

Yan Kuangge saw that Zhang Sanfeng hadn't put him in his eyes at all, and he was so angry that he was already a famous master ten years ago.

Over the past ten years, he has been practicing painstakingly, and his strength has long surpassed ordinary great masters, and he has always claimed to be invincible.

To be so indifferent by Zhang Sanfeng today is simply a shame.

next moment.

He rushed forward swiftly and shot out with a palm, and the terrifying internal energy shot, palm wind like a gang, slapped on Zhang Sanfeng.

Zhang Sanfeng is as steady as a rock, and the wind does not move. "Your Excellency has been angry, you have already lost this competition."

Seeing the falling palm wind, Zhang Sanfeng slowly moved his hand and pushed forward slightly, Yan Kuangge's figure flew out directly.

After forcibly stabilizing the figure, Yan Kuangge was shocked. He knew how terrifying the power of his palm was.

However, Zhang Sanfeng easily dissolved his palms, squeezing thousands of kilograms in two or two ways. For a time, he became more alert, not knowing how strong Zhang Sanfeng is.

At this time.

Yan Kuangge said grimly: "I haven't used a knife in ten years. If you let my sacred sword out of its sheath today, you will definitely drink blood."

When the words fell, the aura around him began to soar, and a crimson mist could be seen faintly behind him. In the next second, a big knife flew out of the martial arts alliance and landed in his palm.

Zhang Sanfeng said, "It turns out that you have a bad temper when you repair the knife."

Yan Kuangge lifted the knife and walked with a knife from bottom to top, and swiped towards Zhang Sanfeng, his internal strength turned into a blade of light, like a round of waning moon, trying to split Zhang Sanfeng in two.

Zhang Sanfeng raised his hand slightly. I don't know when, a branch appeared in his palm. With a light tap, he replaced the sword with the branch and faced the sword light in front of him.

Boom.

Boom.

The explosion sounded, the blades shattered, and the sky swept across the sky.

Zhang Sanfeng's figure turned into a wisp of afterimage, and the branch in his hand touched Yan Kuangge's shoulder, "You lost."

Yan Kuangge said grimly: "I'm a great master, do you think a branch can hurt me?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and smiled: "Who said that branches can't hurt people?"