Chapter 224 Xiaoyao Palm! As the head of the Badao Pavilion, Li Wentian still knows some rules. Now they are in the Wushen Temple. This time, the Wushen Temple held a competition for disciples outside the sect. He specially invited many sects in Wanzhou Hanging City to show the power of the Wushen Temple, in addition to showing the power of the Wushen Temple, another point is that the head Lin Qingyang has become famous.

At this critical moment, Li Wentian was also very sensible. Although Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, had already acquiesced, he asked Murong Chen about the Qilin Flame Sword.

However, Li Wentian still did not come to the arena, but Wen Murong Chen was a few feet away from the arena, with high combat power in the air.

In this way, one is to show that one's martial arts cultivation is so high, and the other is to have a high attitude.

Li Wentian, no matter what, was the head of the Badao Pavilion. He directly exchanged for Murong Chen, a disciple outside the Martial God Temple, which also lost some price.

But unexpectedly, Murong Chen was so sarcastic that the Qilin Flame Sword was not on him. Although Jiang Chang was suspicious by nature and lies, Li Wentian believed in Jiang Chang and did not dare to lie to him, and it was related to the Qilin Flame Sword.

"Murong Chen, I will give you a chance for the last time!"

Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion, looked darker, "Is the Qilin Flame Sword on you, or the red fox of your battle pet? Maybe you can tell me directly where the Qilin Flame Sword is?

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Murong Chen snorted coldly, not taking Li Wentian in front of him seriously at all, "Sect Master, what I'm telling the truth, the Qilin Flame Sword is indeed not on me, and I do know where the Qilin Flame Sword is now!"

The elders and disciples of the Badao Pavilion were also feeling guilty, and Jiang Chang pricked up his ears. Where is the Qilin Flame Sword?

! "The Qilin Flame Sword has been taken away by others!"

Murong Chen said: "As for where the Qilin Flame Sword is now, you have to ask someone, this person is He Hu!"

He Hu, who was standing under the ring, was shocked. He did not expect that the Qilin Flame Sword would become a hot mountain fu. If there was any conflict between the Badao Pavilion and the Martial Saint Temple because of him, it would be awful.

...He Hu even thought in his heart that if Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, blamed him, he would lose his life and return the Qilin Flame Sword to the Badao Pavilion with his own hands! Unexpectedly, this Qilin Flame Sword would actually harm him! The skin on his original face was dark, and he heard Murong Chen say this, his face turned darker, and he also hated Murong Chen in his heart.

He Hu slowly turned his head and looked at Ji Heng and Santong Tianhu who were standing not far away from him. He found that Ji Heng had his arms wrapped around his chest, as if he was sure to hold it.

“Brabrabra…!”

...The three-pupil Tianhu was making faces at the team, and the two foxes kept catching each other in the air.

He Hu cursed: "Damn stinky fox! You should have skinned your fox at that time!"

The head of the sect, Lin Qingyang, could not sit still. The Kirin Flame Sword is so important to the Badao Pavilion. Lin Qingyang naturally knew that the importance was equivalent to the Wushen Peak, and for the Wushen Temple!! If He Hu really had the Kirin Flame Sword in his hand, it should be returned to the head of the sect, Li Wentian, so that the direct conflict between the two sects would be diluted.

If it were Lin Qingyang himself, another sect, who had won the treasures, weapons and weapons of his own sect, would have spared no effort to fight back.

Lin Qingyang looked at the Temple of the Martial God and many disciples did not find where He Hu was for a while. Lin Qingyang had no deep impression of the customers, but just heard that the elders said that He Hu awakened his dual talents in martial arts.

And yes, the Great Compassion Soul-Devouring Tree! I only know that He Hu's head is very similar to that of a tiger, and his skin is particularly dark.

Lin Qingyang said to the elder Qingshan: "Is He Hu here today?

If there is really a Qilin Flame Sword, just hand the Qilin Flame Sword to the Li Wentian in front of everyone. Li Wentian, who saves the Qilin Flame Sword, is not good for our Martial God Temple!"

Elder Qingshan was also in a dilemma. He didn't know that the Qilin Flame Sword originally belonged to Murong Chen and Shandong Tianhu, but he didn't know that the Qilin Flames would be on the disciple He Hu outside the sect. However, Elder Qingshan heard that He Hu seemed to have a conflict with Santong Tianhu and Ji Heng.

The three-pupil Tianhu and Ji Heng are both Murong Chen's brothers and friends! Elder Qingshan also heard that He Hu injured two people and completely destroyed Murong Chen's cultivation room. Perhaps it was possible that Murong Chen was making trouble and protecting him, so as to use a knife to kill people.

"Report to the head, Qilin Flame Sword, but how could the supreme treasure of Badao Pavilion be on He Hu? As far as I know, He Hu has basically never walked out of the Temple of Martial God!"

Elder Qingshan continued, "I see that Li Wentian from the Badao Pavilion deliberately found Murong Chen's fault. He was not good for our Martial God Temple in the name of the Qilin Flame Sword. I hope the leader will think twice!"

Murong Chen stayed in the air like a powerful man in the Xiaotian Realm stepping on the void, and the opposite side was filled with an angry look, Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion.

On the main arena of the martial arts show, Liu Sheng had a sword and a black brocade dress. It seemed that the battle with Murong Chen could not begin in a short period of time.

Yanagi smiled coldly with a sword.

He actually closed his eyes, sat cross-legged, and began to practice. The black aura enveloped Yan Sheng's sword, treating everyone present as air. His confidence, freedom and freedom, and the temperament of a sword fairy who is so elegant that many people are really out of reach.

With Liu Sheng’s sword, he didn’t know who he was, but sometimes he would dream of the sword and fairyland in the fairy world in his sleep! Li Wentian looked at Jiang Chang.

Jiang Chang was a little scared, but one thing he could be sure of was that the flames in the forest must be Murong Chen or his battle pet. So he did not avoid Li Wentian's eyes, but looked at Li Wentian firmly and nodded heavily.

Li Wentian looked at Jiang Chang and was sure in his heart. Jiang Chang did not lie. Since Murong Chen said that, he knew you had lied to him.

"You look like I, Murong Chen, don't do secret things, you always have one thing to say, one is two, two is two is two!"

Murong Chen looked at the sword of Liu Sheng who was practicing on the ring from the corner of his eyes, "The competition between Liu Sheng and Yi Jian is about to begin. Please ask the leader Li to complete it. This is our Martial God Temple, not you, Badao Pavilion!"

After Murong Chen finished speaking, he stepped on the Dragon Step, and the Tianlong Divine Wings gently spread, and turned around and flew towards the main ring! Murong Chen was right and well-founded, and at the same time he had murderous aura in his words, so he didn't take Li Wentian seriously at all. Moreover, Murong Chen also emphasized that this is the Temple of the Martial God, not your Badao Pavilion, please respect yourself.

Li Wentian was furious. The little Murong Chen was just a disciple outside the War God Temple. The momentum and tone between his words were even more arrogant than Lin Qingyang, the head of the War God Temple.

Even if the head Lin Qingyang really stands in front of me and talks to me, he has to admire me, Li Wentian. At least he has to give me some thin faces in his words, but this white-clothed Murong Chen is so arrogant.

If you don’t see the coffin, you won’t cry! Since you don’t say it, don’t blame me. You will bully the small ones with the big ones and force you to die. At that time, let’s see if you want to die or really want to tell me where the Qilin Flame Knife is.

Li Wentian suddenly stretched out a big hand.

The big hand instantly turned into an extremely sharp scimitar in the void.

This is the unique skill of Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion. He stretched out his hand to draw the knife! Every flying knife that drew out has very strong lethality! However, Li Wentian did not want to kill Murong Chen with one blow, but wanted to use this knife to seriously injure Murong Chen, and then stand in front of her and ask where the Qilin Flame Sword is again.

Murong Chen felt that there was a very powerful disinfecting force behind him, and he turned around suddenly. It was all too late! Even if he was now blessed by the Dragon Stage and the Dragon God Wing, Li Wentian from the Badao Pavilion completely crushed Murong Chen in his martial arts cultivation. Murong Chen had no way to compete with this flying knife composed of Yuanli! At this moment, even if the Ancestral Dragon Sword was in his hand, it would be useless, not to mention that the Ancestral Dragon Sword is still in Murong Chen's dantian. It was too late to fly out of the dantian.

Moreover, Murong Chen couldn't avoid it at all because the speed of the flying knife was too fast.

Wow, swow, swow, and a gust of slaughter! Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple, took a step lightly, cursing with a slight face, "Li Wentian, you catch up with my disciple outside the Martial God Temple, and you dare to commit a rash in the Martial God Temple. Today is your death date!"

Murong Chen, how evil is the talent of martial arts and how long is the future?

Lin Qingyang, the leader, knew the most. Even compared with the madness of Ziyang Sect in the Northern Continent, Murong Chen's talent in martial arts is not inferior to him at all. Feng Chuang is the reincarnation of the God King in the God Realm.

The elders and heads of many sects knew about this, and Murong Chen was not at all inferior when he was mad at Duan Crazy. Moreover, he was under the premise of his martial arts cultivation and good layout. It would be a pity if such a promising disciple was killed by Li Wentian.

Lin Qingyang gritted his teeth now and felt very regretful.

He never expected that Li Wentian, the head of the Badao Pavilion, would kill Murong Chen in front of so many people.

His negligence and carelessness put Murong Chen in danger.

"Shameless!"

Lin Qingyang used all his energy and body skills, and his speed was very fast, but because of its distance, Murong Chen was too far away.

The sword that Li Wentian attacked was a bit difficult for him, not to mention Murong Chen, even Lin Qingyang himself wanted to escape.

"The head of the sect..."

"The head!"

The elders and many disciples of the Martial God Temple were eager to try, and they were ready to fight against the Badao Pavilion.

On the other hand, Lin Zhennan, the great elder of the Badao Pavilion, Jiang Chang, and many disciples and elders of the Badao Pavilion were confused and calm. It seemed that they didn't know that if you asked him to do this, it also shows that the people from the Badao Pavilion came to the Wushen Temple this time, they did not want to meet the Wushen Temple to conquer their life and death.

The elder in Qingshan waved his hand, "Don't act rashly, everything depends on the color of the leader!"

Elder Qingshan didn't want to trigger an inevitable and unnecessary conflict because of the momentary impulse of the Martial God Temple. After all, Wanzhou Hanging City, all the other three sects, and all the martial arts powerhouses are there. If there is a real conflict, it is likely to be out of control.

This sudden situation really made everyone feel amazed. Unexpectedly, Li Wentian, the head of the dignified Badao Pavilion, actually attacked the disciples outside the Martial God Temple behind his back, and the attack was very cruel. Everyone could see that this sword could at least seriously injure Murong Chen! Moreover, if Murong Chen was seriously injured by this sword, he would not be able to practice for a year or two.

Even this knife may have directly killed Murong Chen.

Nangong Hongxiu was so anxious that his face turned red, and he hurriedly stamped his feet, "Dad, hurry up and save Brother Chen! Someone wants to kill your son-in-law!"

Nangong Wuji didn't want to take action, but it was too late now. Even Lin Qingyang, the head of the Martial God Temple who took action earlier than him, might not even be able to resolve the sword for Murong Chen! Li Wentian laughed loudly, and the laughter was mixed with ridicule of the Martial God Temple, "Murong Chen, you actually told a lie, then I will teach you a lesson!"

"It's over!"

Murong Chen himself also discovered that this sword could not be avoided no matter what.

At the moment, I can only use the dragon transformation body and use my strong physical strength to achieve this sword. There is no other way.

"Xiaoyao Palm!"

A strong palm wind could be blown over.

With a click! This palm wind directly knocked the knife Li Wentian drew to ashes.

Then yellow figures came to Murong Chen's side.

The Great Sea God Sect, the leader of the sect, Bai Gongsheng, glared, "Li Wentian, you are still the head of the Badao Pavilion. You actually attacked the younger disciples behind your back. What are your face?

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Li Wentian frowned. Didn’t the leader Bai Gongsheng of the Sea God Sect have colluded with him long ago?

To deal with the Temple of the Martial God, why do you have to save this Murong Chen! The head of the sect, Lin Qingyang, also came to Murong Chen.

Li Wentian pointed at Bai Gongsheng's nose and scolded: "Bai Gongsheng, you are traitorous!"

Bai Gongsheng, stranded his beard, "I will definitely do what I promised you! But Murong Chen, no one can hurt him!"

Murong Chen quickly calmed down and clasped his fists and said, "Thank you for your help!"

"My nephew, don't take it to heart!"
Chapter completed!