Final priesthood

"boom!"

A huge impact sound came from the brightly lit villa courtyard.

There was a loud sound like a heavy object hitting the ground, which made the people who were standing outside the villa and ran out to watch after hearing the movement look at each other.

"Which one is this?"

"It seems...where Aikiliu lives.

"What happened?"

"Go over and have a look!"

The crowd was gathering, and they were about to run up.

Suddenly a large group of people came out in front of us.

Almost all of them were strong men with a height of nearly two meters and fierce faces, but all of them wore uniform short-sleeved uniforms.

The name of the organizer of the XXth Southern Hundred Cities Martial Arts League is clearly printed on the uniform.

This group of people suddenly emerged from the darkness, and within a few breaths, the path leading to the villa was completely blocked by the group of onlookers.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?!"

Among the group of strong men, a thin, middle-aged man walked out with a stern face. He had his hands behind his back and a bright work sign hanging on his chest. He was full of majesty.

"You don't sleep at night, why are you running out all over the place?"

"The Aiki flow is suspected to be under attack. We want to go over and take a look."

Someone from the Guwu sect spoke in a deep voice.

"oh."

The thin middle-aged man nodded and said: "You have misunderstood that there is a sect that is discussing martial arts with Aiki Ryuche. We have applied to the competition organizing committee in advance. It is a normal and friendly pre-match communication between sects.

The thin middle-aged man was talking when a loud "boom" suddenly sounded in the brightly lit villa behind him, which seemed to be mixed with a groan and a scream, and then there was an old man's laughter that was both fun and satisfying.

Hahahaha—the laughter was as evil as that of a night owl, and many people felt goosebumps when they heard it.

"Why do I hear...the voice of a poisonous crane demon?!"

Someone spoke with confusion.

"It sounds like that to me too. That guy's smile is so charming."

Everyone was talking and talking, and their curiosity suddenly became more intense.

But the person in charge of the competition organizer refused to let them in, and deliberately threatened them one by one - "If they don't disperse, and if they deliberately make noise to affect the rest of the competition for other contestants, they will be disqualified"!

Damn it, Liu Daoyuan was laughing like a ghost in the room. If you didn't say that he was affecting others' rest, why would you say that he was talking about us?

All the ancient martial arts sects had their faces full of thoughts.

But after all, eating melon is not as important as the competition. Everyone can only suppress their curiosity and disperse in frustration.

After everyone had dispersed, Li Dong slowly walked out from the side.

The thin middle-aged man immediately came up to him, and the former praised him with approval.

"well done."

Turning around and taking a look in the direction of the villa, I could vaguely see a tall figure pushing a wheelchair out.

Li Dong hurriedly waved the people away, and they all stepped aside.

He pulled the thin middle-aged man to stand in a dark corner and solemnly told him: "Anyway, don't let anyone affect the interest of the Silver Spear Bearer tonight."

"clear."

Upon hearing the words "Silver holding a spear", the expression of the thin middle-aged man seemed to suddenly become fanatical and admiring.

Li Dong thought for a while and then said: "Those who have been beaten by adults have probably complained to the Penglai Holy Envoy. What are you going to do?"

"rest assured."

The thin middle-aged man patted his chest and replied confidently: "If those guys can contact the Holy Envoy of Penglai today, I will lose.

As long as I'm here...no one can disturb the Silver Giver. "

"Have you ever thought about what to do when the Holy Envoy of Penglai finds out?

“Better solution.”

The skinny middle-aged man said with disdain on his face, "I have a hundred ways to fool that idiot who only knows how to collect money and play with women."

"That's good."

Li Dong listened to the other party's flawless arrangement and nodded with satisfaction.

At this time, the tall figure pushing the wheelchair had completely walked out of the villa.

When they saw each other, Li Dong and the thin middle-aged man immediately bowed and saluted, their lowered cheeks full of respect.

Late at night.

Inside the huge and luxurious room.

"Buzz——"

A light blue light curtain lit up in the dim cubicle in the corner, and there was a slight vibration sound.

The sound broke the silence in the room.

On the big round bed, a sturdy figure sat up. He was a middle-aged man with short braids. The skin on his face was fair, smooth and wrinkle-free, and his specific age could not be seen.

The muscles of the naked upper body are well-proportioned and perfect, without a trace of fat. A slight raise of the hand gives people a sense of power like a wave.

The man frowned and glanced in the direction of the corner cubicle, a hint of displeasure flashing across his face.

With a cold face, he took off some of the lotus-rooted arms wrapped around his body, and then stood up.

I couldn't see clearly what he was doing, but in a flash, his figure appeared on the floor wearing a snow-white bathrobe.

The man strolled towards the cubicle, his pace was leisurely, as if he were stepping on clouds, and a clumsy silver ring on the middle finger of his right hand that drooped casually reflected a little bit of misty light from time to time.

Soon he walked into the cubicle, and the cubicle door behind him closed automatically and silently without any wind.

The man walked up to the translucent light blue light screen and tapped the light screen, and soon a figure appeared on the light screen.

He is a thin, middle-aged man with an average appearance and a somewhat nervous expression.

"Do you know what time it is?"

The short-braided man looked at the thin middle-aged man in the light screen with an unhappy expression.

The latter immediately apologized: "Mainly because something big happened, so I had no choice but to disturb the Holy Envoy..."

"event."

The short-braided man snorted, "How can something big happen to a place with a big fart? Tell me."

The thin, middle-aged man didn't say anything, but sent a briefing directly.

The man with short braids swept over it casually.

Soon, his eyes condensed, and he let out a "hiss-" Bai gasping sound.

[20:19, the Crane Sect challenged Nandoumen, seriously injuring one person at the true meaning level, three people at the martial arts level, five people at the visceral level, and two people at the bone level...]

[20:42, the Crane Sect challenges the Heart Refining Sect. There are two people from the Heart Refining Sect who are at the true meaning level, four people at the martial arts level, one person who is practicing the internal organs, and two people who are practicing the bone training.]

[21:15, the Crane Sect challenged the White Bird Gate and seriously injured a person at the White Bird Gate's true meaning level. The martial artist realm...

【21:59, Crane Faction Challenge.】

The battle reports went down in unison, thirteen in total.

All are information about the Crane Faction challenging various sects and severely injuring each other.

In less than four hours.

There are a total of thirteen sects, and a total of more than 150 people were seriously injured by the Crane sect, including 39 martial masters and 15 true meaning level experts!

"Crane sect?! That crane sect of the poisonous crane demon Liu Daoyuan?!"

"How dare he?"

"How did he do that?!"

In an instant, countless doubts emerged from the short-braided man's mind.

A look of shock and disbelief appeared on his face.

After looking at this battle report, he was stunned for several seconds. His eyes were fixed on the thin middle-aged man in the light screen, and he said in a cold tone: "What happened to you when such a big thing happened? Are you telling me now?!"

The thin middle-aged man seemed to be frightened by the sudden outburst of the short-braided man. He was a little frightened and helpless and replied: "Didn't you, the Holy Envoy, repeatedly told me not to disturb you after eight o'clock in the evening, not even anything? ?

I was also harassed by the people from the sect below and couldn't help it. I didn't know how to deal with it, so I bit the bullet...

"Okay, okay!"

Before the thin middle-aged man finished speaking, he was interrupted by a short-braided man with an irritated look on his face.

He did say this himself.

And now that it has happened, there is no point in dwelling on this issue.

The short-braided man had a gloomy face, and a cold light kept flashing in his eyes.

Although he doesn't take this competition very seriously in his heart, as long as he can successfully complete the competition and select a group of people, the mission of this trip will be completed.

But among the sects that were provoked by the Crane Sect, many of them had "offered confessions" to him. When this happened, he knew with his toes that many people would definitely come to him tomorrow to argue and seek justice.

By then I will be annoyed to death.

"Crane Faction! Liu Daoyuan!"

The short-braided man became angrier as he thought about it, and couldn't help but punch the table in front of him.

"Bang" sound.

The entire table immediately fell apart and turned into pieces.

However, this hit made the short-braided man calm down. His eyes flashed for a moment, and then he said to the thin middle-aged man in the light screen: "Help me inform the people of the Crane Sect.

Tell them that they don't want to be disqualified from the competition, and they don't want to be unable to survive in the southern martial arts world.

Just come to me with enough sincerity.

In the light curtain, the thin middle-aged man did not speak for a long time.

The short-braided man frowned and said unhappily: "What, is there a problem?"

The thin middle-aged man shook his head and pondered for a while.

Then he slowly replied: "There is something I forgot to report to the Holy Envoy.

It's the Crane Faction.. It had already applied to the competition organizing committee to withdraw from the competition half an hour ago. "

"What?!!"

"11:57."

Lu Yuan stood under a street lamp and checked the time, then half-jokingly said to Liu Daoyuan, who was sitting in a wheelchair in front of him, "Isn't this considered revenge?"

"Whatever you say."

At this time, Liu Daoyuan seemed to be drunk, his cheeks were reddish, his eyes were squinted, and he was lying in the wheelchair with a contented look on his face.

The presence of the old god brings indescribable satisfaction and comfort.

Lu Yuan rarely saw Lao Liu like this, and smiled softly with his eyes.

Then he thought about it and said, "I'm angry now, so I won't go to the competition tomorrow.

"Is something wrong?"

The satisfied look on Liu Daoyuan's face faded, he opened his eyes, looked at him and asked.

Lu Yuan didn't hide anything. An unknown and stressful figure unconsciously appeared in his mind, and he nodded.

"have."

"Then go and do your work and don't worry about me."

Liu Daoyuan waved his hands, as if he was eager to drive him away.

"There's no rush now."

Lu Yuan replied casually, then looked up at a brightly lit place in the distance, and slowly said: "I have been pressed by another thing during this time.

I was so distracted that I ignored many clues.

Just now, when I was venting my anger on you, teacher, I was concentrating on helping you beat someone up, and my mind was clear, but I unexpectedly figured out something. "

Liu Daoyuan was surprised, "What happened?"

"This is the competition...

Lu Yuan turned his head, looked at Liu Daoyuan calmly, and said word by word: "Who is behind the scenes who is instigating and deliberately inciting others to target the Crane Sect, and...Teacher you!"

Liu Daoyuan had no expression on his face and sat upright little by little.

The two looked at each other.

"So, have you figured out who it is?"

Lu Yuan did not answer, but asked Liu Daoyuan, "Did the teacher think of who it was again?"

Liu Daoyuan looked contented.

Then he avoided Lu Yuan's gaze, lowered his eyes and was silent for a while, then slowly said: "Of course I have thought of it. But I am not sure."

"The teacher and I are thinking of... the same person."

Lu Yuan let out a breath, put his hands on the back of the wheelchair, and pushed Liu Daoyuan slowly towards the direction he came from.

He said softly: "Teacher, please bring someone back tomorrow.

Wait until I finish the matter at hand.

This last situation...I will definitely get it back for you with profit. "

Liu Daoyuan didn't speak, lowered his head slightly, and said "hmm" in a low voice.

As if agreed.