Wangpanshan Island is located in the East China Sea at the mouth of Qiantang River. It is a desolate island with unpredictable rocks and trees.

When Chen Mang landed on the island, everyone from the Giant Whale Gang, Shenquan Sect, Haisha Sect and Tianying Sect had already gone to the island, and some nearby small sects came to join in the fun, which made the island more life than before.

Chen Mang and the others mixed in the crowd, followed the large army to gather towards the valley, and soon arrived at the venue of the sword-rolling conference.

The venue is very simple to arrange. A five-foot-square table is built on the grass with wood and wooden boards. There are seven or eight tables placed under the table. Those with seats are famous figures in the martial arts world.

Chen Mang glanced at their faces a few times and found that he did not know any of them. Zhang Cuishan was not among them, and he suddenly lost interest.

However, Qing'er's eyes flashed. After looking at the people on the island, she whispered: "There is a master."

Chen Mang paused slightly and said, "What master?"

Qing'er stared at a group of people in different clothes and had no seats in the southeast and said, "These people are not simple. The three of them are highly skilled, and their subordinates are much higher than those of the Sky Eagle Sect on the island."

Chen Mang followed her eyes and looked at the three people in the lead.

All three of them are in their forties, with a high nose and deep eyes, and they look like people from the Western Regions, and one of them is a little bald.

Chen Mang couldn't figure out who they were for a long time, so he shook his head and said, "I don't know you, just pay more attention to them later."

While the two were talking, a "sweet" sounded a gong.

Yin Susu, holding a dragon-slaying knife wrapped in yellow silk, walked out of a cave on the island with a group of subordinates. Zhang Cuishan followed her step by step, looking as if she was afraid that she would escape.

Behind them, eight strong men walked out carrying a large iron cauldron burning with raging fire. After the eight people, four more people were carrying a large anvil for ironwork, and the other two held a large iron hammer in their hands.

Yin Susu came to the center of the Taiwan Strait, glanced at Zhang Cuishan with a smile, and then shouted to everyone, "This is the dragon-slaying sword in my hand, known as the supreme martial arts world. My Tianying Sect accidentally obtained this sword and did not dare to take it for himself. Today, he invited heroes to come to find a hero worthy of this sword!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the audience was immediately in an uproar.

"The Sky Eagle Sect is willing to give the treasure knife to others?"

"I want this precious sword, my divine fist sect!"

"This thing is destined to be with my Haisha Sect, and our Haisha Sect will surely win it!"

"Is this knife true or false? Don't let's do it all, and finally get a fake knife!"

Everyone was talking about it in the field. Bai Guishou, the leader of the Tianying Cult, beside Yin Susu, was also a little confused and asked in a low voice: "Miss, aren't we going to show our power this time? Why..."

Yin Susu waved his hand to stop him and said, "You don't have to say much. As the saying goes, a hero is given a sword. Only heroes with high martial arts skills are worthy of this magical weapon blade!"

After saying that, a cold light flashed in his hand, he pulled out the dragon-slaying sword, turned around and chopped the hammer in the hand of the strong man behind him.

There was only a slight sound that the hammer head of the hammer was divided into two from the middle, half connected to the hammer rod, and the other half fell to the ground.

Seeing the dragon-slaying knife cutting the iron hammer like cutting tofu, there was no sound of the jingle, everyone in the audience was shocked and stood up one after another.

Immediately afterwards, Yin Susu danced the treasure knife, and another iron hammer was cut off with one knife. Not only that, the two large anvils used for ironmaking were as fragile as white paper under the Dragon Slaying Sword, and were cut into pieces after a few cuts.

Even the large iron tripod weighing thousands of pounds was cut by her with one knife, and the raging fire flew everywhere in the tripod!

"good!"

Everyone in the audience cheered loudly, staring at the sword in Yin Susu's hand, with a greedy look in their eyes.

Zhang Cuishan also praised on the side: "This precious sword is really something that has never been seen or heard of. The sharpness of this precious sword is probably only my aunt's Heavenly Sword can match it in the world!"

Looking at the reactions of everyone below the stage, a cold look flashed in Yin Susu's eyes and she said with a smile: "The one beside me is Zhang Wuxia Zhang Cuishan, Wudang. His martial arts are so high that I only see in my life. I intend to give the Dragon Slaying Sword to Zhang Wuxia. I wonder if all the heroes will be convinced?"

Qing'er, who was hiding in the crowd, chuckled and covered her mouth and said, "Driving the wolf and swallowing the tiger, it turns out that she is the idea. The more I look at her, the more I feel that she looks like you. Is this girl your relative?"

Chen Mang rolled his eyes and said, "She is not like me anymore. I am much more stable than her. If it were me, I wouldn't even show my face. I buried explosives in the audience and took them all in one pot."

When the two whispered, seven or eight people had been provoked by Yin Susu, so they jumped onto the stage, looking at Zhang Cuishan with dissatisfaction on their faces.

"The Wudang Sect is such a big name, but I, Kunlun disciple, have to learn the tricks!"

"When you are in the Giant Whale Gang, if Zhang Wuxia doesn't show off his hands, my Giant Whale Gang's disciples cannot agree to take away the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

"The head of the Divine Fist Sect has passed three punches!"

"Yuan Guangbo, the head of the Haisha School!"

Looking at the people who couldn't wait to go on stage to compete for the treasure sword, Yin Susu smiled and quietly stepped aside, explaining to Bai Guishou: "Let them fight for a while first, and we will reap the benefits of the fisherman. Isn't that beautiful?"

It was not until this time that Bai Guishou understood why Yin Susu wanted to give up the Dragon Slaying Sword, and she smiled and said, "Miss is a plan!"

At the same time, Chen Mang from the audience kept looking at Guo Sanquan, his eyes lit up, "The famous Guo Sanquan, I finally saw that I was alive."

Qing'er frowned slightly and said, "Who is these three punches? Is it very powerful?"

Chen Mang nodded and said, "Of course it's amazing. Do you still remember Qiao Feng that I told you? Qiao Feng can't kill the tiger with three palms. These three punches and one palm can kill the bull. The palm power is much stronger than Qiao Feng's eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!"

As he finished speaking, Zhang Cuishan unsheathed his sword in his hand, slashed Sanfist's head with one knife, and shouted: "You guys go together, why are I, Zhang Cuishan?"

Qing'er: "..."

Can this garbage beat Qiao Feng? Are you afraid you are not teasing me!

Qing'er looked at Chen Mang with a resentful look on his face. As soon as he saw Chen Mang's smile was frozen, he immediately laughed out loud.

"Our Cuishan is so powerful. We can probably fight dozens of Qiao Fengs?"

When Chen Mang heard Qing'er teasing, he looked at Guo Sanquan who was moving in the head with a dark face: "Cuishan's sneak attack does not count, and I think this Guo Sanquan masterpiece is so powerful that he should be able to stand up and continue to fight!"

Qing'er was speechless, and handed over a big roll of eyes, then focused on the ring and stared at Zhang Cuishan in case of an accident.

The people on the stage just felt a flash of sword light in front of them, and after three fists, they separated their bodies and heads. They immediately saw that Zhang Cuishan's martial arts was so high that he was far from being able to compete with him. They were shocked and took a few steps back.

"Zhang Cuishan, your actions are so vicious, it is not done by the well-known faction!"

"You wantonly kill your fellow martial arts masters, and your reputation of the Wudang Sect has been ruined by you. I am really worthless for Zhenren Zhang!"

"That's right, everyone here is witnessing it. Let's go to Wudang to confront each other. Please ask Zhenren Zhang to clean up the portal!"

Seeing that he could not defeat Zhang Cuishan, a disciple of Kunlun Sect took the lead in attacking with words. Seeing this, the rest immediately agreed.

Faced with the accusations of several people, Zhang Cuishan, who was standing in the wind, sneered, crossed the sword in his hand and placed it in front of his chest, looking around, as if he would send him to see the King of Hell, the scene suddenly calmed down. His domineering attitude made Yin Susu's eyes full of dazzling colors.

"roar!"

At this moment, a sudden lion roar sounded in the distance, attracting everyone's eyes.

On the beach, a burly and powerful man with blond hair and blue eyes rushed towards him. The tiger was squatting and dragon squatting, and he came to the arena in a blink of an eye.
Chapter completed!