I'm not the underworld

Chapter 499 The King Is Bronze

Chen Xiaoqi first used his family's "Capturing the Air and Turning the Cloud Palm" to deal with one or two, then took the opportunity to back away, and drew out the Xiaoyun Sword given to him by Chen Yifan to meet the enemy.

Above this martial arts conference, there is no limit to weapons.

After all, some sects are good at defending against enemies with bare hands, and some sects are good at eighteen kinds of weapons. It is unfair to some sects not to use weapons.

Seeing the two fighting, Chen Xiaoqi's martial arts can't help but make people's eyes shine.

The people who eat melons whispered again and began to criticize.

"It seems that this descendant of the Chen family is not that bad. This Chen Xiaoqi may have first-class strength. Considering his age, it is really not easy."

"The scene between the two of them yesterday, could it be that they were acting?"

"Even if it is first-class strength, it can't make any waves in the martial arts. How can we compare with the former Chen family?"

"Maybe it's to keep a little mystery, let us think that the Chen family still has a hole card?"

"It's a pity, that kid seems to be impatient, and his yellow accent will show the whole thing."

Few of the discussions in the room could escape Chen Yifan's ears.

Chen Yifan frowned, he was very angry, and the consequences would be serious!
But before he could do anything, an angry voice sounded from the third row opposite: "That's my Temple's Xiaoyun Sword!"

The sound of shouting was like thunder, disturbing Chen Xiaoqi's state of mind at once, his moves were messed up for a while, Yang Guangdao pressed close to his body, and slapped him out with a palm.

Chen Xiaoqi took several steps back again and again, but he couldn't dispel Yang Guangdao's strength, so that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"What? You have another opinion?" Seeing this, Chen Yifan frowned, said coldly, and glanced towards the seat of Wuyun Temple.

Seeing this familiar look, the new abbot of Wuyun Temple was shocked.

He... he remembered this person!
Qingcheng Mountain Little Demon King!

However, after about two months, Chen Yifan's appearance changed so much that he didn't recognize him for a while.

The new abbot of Wuyun Temple didn't dare to make a sound, and he wanted to cry in his heart: why is it him?He is from the Chen family!
The old bald man from Wuyun Temple disturbed Chen Xiaoqi's state of mind earlier, so that he fell into a disadvantage. Naturally, Chen Yifan would not let Yang Guangdao gain advantage for nothing.

How else is it fair?
Yang Guangdao beat Chen Xiaoqi back and vomited blood with one palm, but he didn't let him go, and grabbed Chen Xiaoqi again, leading him to fall forward, wanting to attack again and again.

But at the moment when Chen Yifan's words sounded, Yang Guangdao froze and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Chen Yifan didn't pay much attention to the old bald donkey in Wuyun Temple. After all, they knew they were using Xiaoyun Sword back then, but they just couldn't take it back.

At this time, the old bald donkey of Wuyun Temple was choked up speechless, so he turned his eyes and fell on Yang Guangdao.

Seeing him vomiting blood, he couldn't help but smile.

Very good, very fair!
The rest of the people frowned when they saw this scene, they couldn't understand it.

Is this kid a king, or a bronze?

Shangguan Jinghong in the VIP seat couldn't help squinting his eyes, staring closely at Chen Yifan.

Sensing something, Chen Yifan looked up at him.

What, what do you want to say about this pair of eyeballs?

It's a pity that Shangguan Jinghong, an unlucky boy, didn't know that Chen Yifan had already set his eyes on him. He thought Chen Yifan was looking at Ji Wanning who was next to him. This sense of crisis suddenly arose!
On the field, the contest is still going on.

Taking advantage of Yang Guangdao's vomiting of blood, Chen Xiaoqi swung him away with a palm and struck him with a sword.

"Pfft!" The blood flew like a blood plum, dripping onto the ground, and it was so pretty.

This sword, a sword pierces the chest.

Chen Xiaoqi was a little stupid. He thought that with Yang Guangdao's strength, he could dodge this blow, and at most he would suffer a little injury.

But he never thought that the mana in Chen Yifan's words hurt Yang Guangdao much more seriously than him.

Yang Guangdao, there was no time to escape.

When Chen Yifan saw it, he couldn't help frowning slightly. He checked the birth and death book, and said softly to himself, "Time and fate!"

It turned out that Yang Guangdao's lifespan was over, and he should have died in this martial arts conference.

However, judging from the cause of his death, it is estimated that he was not the only one who died in this martial arts conference, and the casualties must have been heavy!
It was the first time for Chen Xiaoqi to kill someone. Although he practiced martial arts, he went to school since he was a child. After dropping out of school, he worked on construction sites. He has always mixed with ordinary people. Killing someone is definitely a big deal for him.

As a result, he couldn't even hold the sword at this time, so he didn't pull it out, staggered back a few steps, and fell to the ground.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood on his face, he tremblingly said, "I... I didn't mean it."

But in the martial arts competition, there is no intentional or unintentional intention.

Everyone around was also shocked, and they all stood up.

Sit down after a while.

The owner of Dugu Village was shocked, and quickly called his disciples to carry Yang Guangdao down for treatment.

Regardless of whether he can be saved or not, as the host, he should make some gestures.

Of course, the Xiaoyun sword was still stuck in Yang Guangdao's chest, and someone carried it away.

Pull it out immediately, I'm afraid Yang Guangdao will die within a few minutes.

"I didn't do it on purpose!" Chen Xiaoqi lost all momentum, crying like a child, raised his head and said to Chen Yifan, his eyes full of hesitation.

Chen Yifan stood up, walked over, bent down and raised his hand to pat him on the head: "I know, but don't pay too much attention to this matter."

"You... will experience a lot in the future."

There is no family that grows up smoothly without blood on their hands.

If so, someone must have done the pickling for you.

"But...but I killed someone!" Chen Xiaoqi trembled.

Chen Yifan pulled him up immediately: "This is not dead yet!"

"Sit down for me! Don't embarrass our family!"

Hearing this, Chen Xiaoqi, who was still a little choked with sobs, sat back on his seat, silent, and tried his best to control his emotions.

In the eyes of other martial artists, such a thing is really not a big deal.

A sword has no eyes, and such a thing is unavoidable.

But in this martial arts conference, one person was seriously injured at the beginning, which still added a layer of heavy atmosphere to the conference.

"The Chen family hasn't entered the martial arts world for a long time, it seems that these rules have been forgotten! The martial arts competitions are as soon as they are clicked!"

"Let me meet you two brats!"

"If you lose, go home and go to nurse. It's better not to ruin the reputation of the Chen family here!"

Soon, a bearded man jumped out from the front row, carrying a black iron broadsword, and yelled at Chen Yifan two times.

"A sword has no eyes, this matter was just an accident, who made him... so weak?"

"It's funny, funny! Earlier, my little grandson was obviously influenced by the old bald donkey of Wuyun Temple outside the field, but he didn't care about it. He took it as a flaw and attacked immediately. He has no competitive spirit!"

"At this moment, all I know is that my little grandson has done it unintentionally?"

Chen Yifan narrowed his eyes and laughed calmly.

He sat in the Palace of the King of Hades, and he never felt timid. A mere group of people in the martial arts world, let alone why the mighty force of their teeth and claws overwhelmed him?
At this time, it was not too late, talking and laughing naturally.

(End of this chapter)