The sudden scene shocked everyone, which was incredible, and then exclaimed.

The twelve judges in the stands stood up almost at the same time, looking at them in astonishment, wondering if they were dazzled.

The sun sets westward, and the sun shines on the upright body in the field. The corners of the upper lip of the handsome face slightly raised, revealing a smile.

At this moment, Lin Yang felt proud and relaxed all over. He subconsciously looked at the Changsheng Sect, staring at Long Qianqian who was sitting upright on the eight-carrying sedan chair, with gentle eyes.

Long Qianqian's cold face, like a spring breeze, had melted. It seemed that only Lin Yang was present in her bright eyes. This was her man, standing tall and unique.

"Wow!"

The Changsheng Cult burst into warm applause, and the members of the Golden Boy and the Jade Girl Team were extremely excited, and deafening shouts came.

"The Master Jixiang won, it's so great..." On the Emei Sect, Jiang Wanling's eyes were filled with tears, and her tense nerves finally relaxed. She looked at Lin Yang with tears in her eyes, feeling mixed emotions and sighed.

Lin Yang actually won the championship. In the past, he and his family even disliked him for being cowardly, and he was really ashamed to think about it.

Xiao Zhining's eyes were filled with tears. She held back and said, "If you are well, it will be sunny!"

Looking at the eldest disciple Jiang Jing again, she looked black and looked so angry that she was about to go crazy. She cursed secretly, "Damn beast, God is really not good at it. You don't have to be arrogant. You will die sooner or later."

Master Xuanjing's face was also ashen and said angrily: "It is simply a shame for the famous and upright sect to be defeated by this little beast, and it is unreasonable."

Abbot Jueyin sighed, "God's will is so unchangeable, but we cannot change it. I hope this son can be wholeheartedly good and have fewer evils."

Suddenly, music and strange singing came from afar, attracting everyone's attention and looking at each other.

The judges in the stands looked down from a high place and were all surprised.

I saw a strange team following the steps. At the front were hundreds of young women, with graceful figures, full of silver jewelry, cloth skirts with blue tones and brightly colored embroidery, which attracted special attention.

The girls sing folk songs in dialects. Although the lyrics are incomprehensible, the melody is beautiful and should be like love songs, which are pleasant and pleasant.

More than a dozen young men were wearing blue cloth gowns, playing the reed sleigh, and swaying and dancing beside them, which played the finishing touch.

The back was even more spectacular. Many men pulled a hundred meters of blue cloth and raised it high above their heads, like a long river, with a majestic momentum.

A woman as beautiful as a fairy stood on the long cloth, moving forward like a wave, with fair skin as jade, eyes as stars, and red lips as beautiful as dripping, as if she was walking out of a painting.

The girl wore exquisite silver jewelry on her black hair, and her blue clothes wrapped her delicate body. Below was a brightly colored pleated skirt, revealing her snow-white calves and jade feet without shoes. A red rope was tied to her right ankle, adding a lot of style.

The team followed the steps to the square. Everyone was shocked and thought to themselves, "Who is this sacred and what is the intention?"

Many male disciples of the sects stared at the woman on the blue cloth, their eyes were hot, and they kept swallowing their saliva, thinking that it was so charming and so rare! The singing stopped, and five people flashed out under the blue cloth, all of which were old men with ugly appearances and looked very ferocious.

The old woman in the lead wrapped in a black cloak, her body was hunched over, her eyes flashed with sharp eyes, and said in a low voice: "The leader of the Gods and Sects is here to attend the martial arts conference."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked.

The so-called immortal sect has a very good name, but it is a mysterious organization that people in the martial arts world fear. It has another name that is well-known, the Five Poisons Sect! Several men in the team stepped forward and quickly showed the flag. The largest inverted triangle flag had three words written on it, "Immortal Cult."

The other five flags are covered with blue cloth, with patterns of green snakes, toads, centipedes, spiders and scorpions on them, representing the five sacred objects of this religion.

These poisons make people get goose bumps, and they feel their scalp numb and too creepy! The beautiful girl on the long cloth smiled and became charming, which made the hearts of many male disciples melt.

Those old people are afraid and know that they are very clear. The members of the Five Poisons Cult are cruel and ruthless, and they are all good at using poisons. Their hearts are like snakes and scorpions. They are too scary, so it is better to stay away from them.

The girl's eyes flashed across the audience, and she opened her red lips and said softly: "Lan Yingzhen, the leader of the Immortal Sect, learned that the martial arts conference was held here. Those who were starring every day and moon came to participate. However, the journey was long and I came a little late. Please forgive me."

The sound is like a golden pearl falling from a jade plate, which is extremely pleasant and pleasant, with a little dialect, with a unique charm.

The leaders of the famous and upright sects on the stage looked at each other and felt that the other party was not kind, which made them feel a little troubled. However, since the Gods and Immortals have come, they can't refuse.

As the convener and host of the Five Mountains Sword Alliance, Zuo Yuanchang, said loudly: "It's a great pleasure to have friends coming from afar! The martial arts conference welcomes the Lan Cult Leader to come and asks to rest at the edge of the square. There is still a place there, so you can go there."

However, Lan Yingzhen had no intention of leaving the venue. She just glanced at the only remaining open space in the northeast corner. She probably felt that the location was not good, after all, everyone else was occupied.

Her bright eyes looked at the young man standing in the middle of the square, and she was a little curious and asked, "Why are you standing here and not retreating?"

Lin Yang laughed silently, feeling that this girl was a little ignorant of the world and was a little too careless! He responded: "I was playing against someone just now, so I haven't left yet. After the result was announced, I will naturally leave."

After all, after going through a lot of hardships to achieve the final victory and become the champion of the Youth Talent Competition, he must wait until the final decision is completed before he can leave.

Lan Yingzhen's eyes circulated and asked curiously, "What competition is it? Is it the young talent competition?"

Lin Yang nodded, "Yes, this is the event."

"Then I want to participate too. This leader is here for this competition. Who will I play with now? Is that you?"

Lan Yingzhen said seriously.

"This..." Lin Yang looked embarrassed and said, "You are late, the game is over."

"snort!"

Lan Yingzhen's pretty face suddenly changed her expression, she was covered with frost, and said unreasonably: "Then I don't care. Who told you to sneak up on the game without waiting for me?

Isn’t this leader coming from all the way to come for nothing? No, I have to participate in the competition.”
Chapter completed!