Lin Bai snorted coldly and kicked the flying Li Yuanzong off the ring.
"Ah!" Li Yuanzong fell to the ground, yelled in pain, spit out a mouthful of blood, and immediately looked depressed.
This scene left many people stunned.
Li Yuanzong is not considered a weak person. He has a lot of fame inside and outside Tianshuizong, and he is also one of the six candidates for the Holy Son.
But he was kicked by Lin Bai and flew down.
Bai Yifei asked Zhou Xinjun to take Li Yuanzong out of Tiansheng Island to heal his injuries, so as to prevent Li Yuanzong from messing around at the celebration again.
After Lin Bai kicked Li Yuanzong away, there was no challenger in the entire arena for a long time.
"how?"
"Is no one challenging?"
Lin Bai raised his eyebrows and asked provocatively.
Immediately, Lin Bai walked up and down the arena with his wine glass in his hand, and before he knew it, he walked up to Ma Qiuming, the old Taoist of Tiandimen, and said with a smile: "Old man, didn't you come here today just to get popular?" ?¡±
"I have already taken the initiative to stand up. If there are any tricks, let's use them."
The old Taoist Ma Qiuming's eyes twitched. In his original plan, he wanted Li Yuanzong to come forward to stir up disputes between Lin Bai and Bai Yifei, thus forcing Tianshuizong to split from within. Zong absolutely has no possibility of rising.
Even if this plan fails, Ma Qiuming still has a second plan.
His second plan is to humiliate Tianshuizong with bad words.
In Ma Qiuming's understanding, he believes that Tianshuizong attaches great importance to today's holy son's succession ceremony, and he will definitely not easily agree to let Lin Bai take the stage to accept the challenge.
Even if someone wants to challenge Lin Bai, Tianshuizong will try his best to excuse Lin Bai.
In fact, this is also the plan of the Great Elder.
The Great Elder had warned Lin Bai many times that if he didn't want to accept the challenge, he didn't have to accept it. If he gave him a wink, he would find a way to excuse Lin Bai.
When Tianshuizong dared not fight, Ma Qiuming mocked Tianshuizong in a strange way, making Tianshuizong a joke among warriors all over the world.
Unexpectedly
However, Lin Bai, a thorny head, did not take this path at all.
Not only did Ma Qiuming not be given the opportunity to maliciously instigate and insult Tianshuizong, but he took the initiative to accept the challenge.
Even more, he uttered wild words, wanting to subdue all the warriors present.
Seeing that no one came up to challenge, he went up to Ma Qiuming to challenge the disciples of Tiandimen!
The veteran Ma Qiuming gritted his teeth, raised his sword eyebrows, and snorted coldly: "How can you be so ignorant of etiquette, I represent Tiandimen to attend the succession ceremony of your holy son, but you humiliate me with every mouthful of old things."
"When you humiliate the old man, you are humiliating the Heaven and Earth Gate!"
"How can a junior like you who doesn't know etiquette deserve to be the Holy Son of Tianshui Sect"
Before Ma Qiuming finished speaking, Lin Bai interrupted impatiently: "Oh, I'm so annoying, are you annoying?"
"Whether I can be the holy son of Tianshuizong is none of your business!"
"Come on! Hit or not, just a word!"
Lin Bai gave Ma Qiuming a fierce look.
Making eye contact with Lin Bai, Ma Qiuming unconsciously felt a coldness in his heart. In Lin Bai's eyes just now, he felt a trace of fear and awe.
It felt as if what he was facing was not Lin Bai, but a surging tide, and Lin Bai was the most daunting wave on the tide.
"If the holy son of Tianshuizong wants to fight, why should the disciples of Tiandimen take action?"
"My Yuntianjian Sect has a few incompetent juniors who want to learn the tricks of Tianshuizong!"
Just at this moment, a voice came from the other side.
Everyone looked around, and saw a middle-aged man with long hair and shoulders sitting in the second row of seats, and said with a smile.
This person is sitting in the second row of the banquet, and he is not qualified to sit in the first row, which shows that the power he belongs to is not one of the five schools and seven sects.
Lin Bai looked up and saw the banner behind this person, which said "Yuntian Sword Sect".
"Yuntian Sword School" Lin Bai smiled coldly from the bottom of his heart.
Sure enough, the Great Elder was right, Yuntian Sword Sect and Tiandimen were here to find fault.
Just now the old Taoist Ma Qiuming jumped into flames again and again, forcing Bai Yifei to cut off his arm.
Now the elders of the Yuntian Sword Sect jumped out to ask for a fight, this intention is very obvious.??, this is here to find fault.
"Since you want to challenge, let your disciples come up."
"I've said it just now, as long as someone refuses to accept it and thinks I'm unworthy, they can come up and challenge me!"
"What are you still doing sitting around?"
Lin Bai looked contemptuously in the direction of Yuntian Sword Sect, and sneered.
Since he knew that the other party was here to find fault, there was no need for Lin Bai to give him any good looks.
When the Elder Qin of the Yuntian Sword Sect heard this, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and explained a few words to a warrior behind him.
A young man dressed in black and hardcover, with a long sword on his back, jumped up from the slightest, and landed in front of Lin Bai, exuding a sword intent like the sky.
"Yuntian Sword Sect! Sanjue disciple! Lu Huo!"
The young man landed on the ground, staring at Lin Bai as if he had killed his father and enemy, with a murderous look on his face.
"Lu Huo" The third prince whispered a few words, and asked the thirteen sword slaves behind him: "Gao Yue, you were also a disciple of the Yuntian Sword Sect, do you know this Lu Huo?"
The thirteenth sword slave who had fought with Lin Bai at the third prince's banquet before, she said softly: "Reporting to Your Highness, Lu Huo is my senior brother, and his sword skills are higher than mine. I rarely see him, but even if he retreats all year round, his prestige in the sect will not decrease at all."
The third prince said in a low voice: "There have been rumors in the Eighteen States of Imperial Power before that there is a legend about the Yuntian Sword Sect's 'Three Kings and Seven Swordsmen'. It is said that these ten people are one of the few swordsmanship wizards in the Chu Kingdom today!"
"Is this Lu Huo among these ten people?"
Thirteen Sword Slaves Gao Yue replied in a low voice: "Your Highness, Brother Lu Huo, is one of the 'Seven Swordsmen'."
The third prince asked again: "What about you?"
Gao Yue said: "When I was still in the sect, I was also one of the Seven Swordsmen."
The third prince said: "In other words, Lu Huo and your strength are comparable, so today will be a good show."
"By the way, is there anyone from the 'Three Kings' of the Yuntian Sword Sect?"
Gao Yue looked at the seat of the Yuntian Sword Sect, and all the places her eyes passed were her friends and senior brothers and sisters in the sect, which made her eyes slightly softer.
"They're all here!" Gao Yue said to the Third Prince after seeing a few familiar figures.
The third prince asked in amazement: "Three Kings and Seven Swordsmen, are you all here today?"
Gao Yue nodded and said, "Yes, Your Highness."
The third prince took a deep breath, and immediately raised his spirits: "Then it seems that the Yuntian Sword Sect is really prepared today." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com