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Chapter 1861 The White Moonlight of the Wulin Leader 14

Because of this concept, the martial arts leader of the martial arts world naturally has the highest martial arts skills.

In fact, the heads of the five major sects felt that their martial arts were the highest, but because of their humility, everyone chose to remain silent. Therefore, everyone started to compete for the leader of the martial arts competition.

Of course, it is impossible to compete with the heads of the five major sects at the beginning, so at the beginning, there were only a few small fish and shrimps fighting on the ring.

What's the point of fighting between Xiaoyu and Xiaoxiami? So the initial competition was particularly boring. Jiujiu held back her patience and watched it for three days, talents from the five major sects came on stage one after another.

The martial arts of people from the five major sects are naturally much better than those of Xiaoyu Xiaoxiaomi. Jiujiu adheres to watching the fun, Duan Zhengyang adheres to learning attitude, and the two of them are enjoying watching it.

In the blink of an eye, the competition has been five days, and all the more powerful disciples of the five major sects have come on stage, and then it is time for the heads of the five major sects to take the stage.

The first person to play was the head of the Huashan School.

The head of the Huashan School is wearing a long blue gown, with fair skin and long beards. From a distance, he has a unique sense of righteousness.

If you hadn't seen the style of the only son of the head of the Huashan Sect, Jiujiu would have thought that the head of the Huashan Sect was a good person.

However, if you have a father, you have a son. His son is not a good thing. Naturally, I cannot be a good person who teaches his son.

Just as Jiujiu predicted, it really started fighting. The methods of the head of the Huashan Sect were so wonderful. Not only did the sword moves be damaged, but he could even see the hidden weapons in his hand. Of course, the head of the Huashan Sect was the head of the sect after all, and he would not use hidden weapons until he had no choice.

Until he gradually lost his opponent when he fought with the disciples of Hengshan Sect, he threw out the hidden weapon and sprinkled the needle. If it weren't for the sound of the head of Huashan Sect, it would be normal. Jiujiu would have doubted whether the head of Huashan Sect had practiced some Sunflower Book, otherwise, it would be difficult to use the needle?

It looks like Dongfang Bubai.

Because the disciples of Hengshan Sect never expected that the head of the dignified sect would shamelessly use hidden weapons, they were directly hit and were carried down.

After the Hengshan Sect disciples were carried down, the head of the Hengshan Sect who asked the truth clearly and walked onto the arena with a dark face.

Then a new round of battle began.

In just one round after another, the final winner was the head of the host Songshan Sect.

Just as the head of the Songshan Sect was smiling and ready to express his feelings of finally becoming the leader, a silver bell-like laughter came from the venue. In the blink of an eye, everyone saw Yan Meier standing opposite the head of the Songshan Sect.

When Yan Meier was teased by the only son of the head of the Huashan Sect that day, many people saw, especially Yan Meier's beauty, the impression of everyone was naturally very profound. At this moment, when Yan Meier stood opposite the head of the Songshan Sect with a arrogant look on her face, many people couldn't help but feel compassion.

You know, the leader of Songshan is able to stand to the end, in addition to his martial arts being really powerful, he is also because of his ruthless heart.

The other leaders would leave a little room for action, but the head of the Songshan Sect was trying hard. When everyone thought that Yan Meier, a beautiful girl like a flower, was beaten to death by the Songshan Sect leader, they naturally felt endless regret.

Although the head of the Songshan Sect was cruel and ruthless, he still had a little heart. After seeing Yan Meier, he said, "Little girl, this is not a place for you to play."

After hearing the words of the head of the Songshan Sect, Yan Meier curled her lips and smiled charmingly, and said in a charming voice: "Fun? I'm not here to play. I'm here to compete with you as the leader of the martial arts world."

Yan Meier's rampant words attracted everyone's attention, and the head of the Songshan Sect even raised his head and smiled, looking at Yan Meier and said, "Since the girl is here to compete with me, I will offend you."

After the head of Songshan Sect said that, he raised his sword and attacked.

The head of the Songshan Sect used a sword, and Yan Meier's weapon was indeed a small and exquisite, looking like a toy scimitar.

As the saying goes, one inch long and one inch stronger, one inch short and one inch dangerous.

Yan Meier's scimitar was very short, so she was even more dangerous when she was fighting against the head of the Songshan Sect. In a short while, she was almost hit by the head of the Songshan Sect several times, and everyone was even more surprised.

However, in Jiujiu's opinion, this Yan Meier was just playing with the head of Songshan Sect.

It can be said that you are lucky if you avoid it once, but if you are three, four, or even five, six times, it is not luck, it is just to make fun of you.

What Jiujiu could see, Duan Zhengyang could naturally see it. Duan Zhengyang looked at the end of the battle and spoke, "The leader is going to lose."

Duan Zhengyang's words were naturally said to Jiujiu, but they were heard by the man sitting next to him and Jiujiu.

The man happened to be from the Songshan Sect. When he heard Duan Zhengyang say that the head of the Songshan Sect was going to lose, he was instantly anxious and was about to fight Duan Zhengyang. With a bang, the head of the Songshan Sect was kicked off the arena by Yan Meier.

The surroundings were silent in an instant.

Even the man who originally wanted to find Duan Zhengyang was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

Who would have thought that the head of Songshan Sect would be kicked off the arena by a girl like Yan Meier when he stood in the end. This is not only a shame for the head of Songshan Sect, but also a shame for the five major sects.

After all, the head of the Songshan Sect represents the person with the highest martial arts skills of the five major sects.

The surroundings were silent in an instant, and the faces of the heads of the five major sects who came to participate were even more gloomy.

Yan Meier's eyes flashed through the cheeks of the heads of the five major sects one by one, and she chuckled and said, "Why, don't you welcome me as the new leader?"

When talking about the new leader, Yan Meier's tone was even more sarcastic, and at this time, the spy lurking in the Demon Sect naturally recognized the fact that Yan Meier was the saint of the Demon Sect.

The originally silent people were instantly boiling, but even the most powerful leader of the Songshan Sect among them was tied to Yan Meier's hands, and everyone was as quiet as a chicken in an instant.

Even the saint of the Demon Sect is so powerful, then isn’t the leader of the Demon Sect?

When everyone thought of the power of the Demon Sect leader, their hearts became even colder and they all had the idea of ​​my life being over.

Looking at the expressions of everyone in the audience, Yan Meier instantly showed a charming smile, her eyes rippling like a seductive vixen said: "Since no one objected, I will be your leader in the future. Since I am already the leader, why don't you pay a visit to the leader quickly?"

When he said he was paying homage, Yan Meier's mouth suddenly showed a smile, and with that beautiful face, it was like a thorny rose, beautiful and dangerous. (To be continued)
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