The golden sunlight shone on the open space in front of Fengshantai. There were more and more high-ranking tourists from all over the country, including many strange people and strange things. Another man came with big sleeves. He saw that his hair was sparse and his appearance was not raised. He was carrying an ancient sword behind him, but he was another figure among the Fifth Ancestors, the Divine Sword Taoist Qingmu.

In recent years, the old ginseng that has disappeared and searched for traces has appeared one after another, which has excited many people in the martial arts world.

After coming to the venue, seeing Yan Chi and others sitting on the Fengshan platform, Taoist Shenmu laughed loudly, "The four old guys came very early, it seems that I have come late." After that, he jumped up like a big green bird, and several times he rose and fell and flew nearly a hundred meters away, and sat directly on the chair next to Yan Chi.

Abbot Sangshi quickly came over to greet Taoist Shenmu. For him, the Fifth Ancestor was like a god, and it would be very worthy to be able to attend the martial arts conference.

Another old man wearing a black cloak came over the other side of the mountain road. Even his head was stuffed into the cap of the cloak. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, and his face was almost not much flesh, just like a skeleton.

Seeing this old man, those rich and experienced heroes quickly fell silent and dared not speak anymore. It turned out that the other party was the most mysterious, strange and cruel one among the Fifth Ancestors, the ghost hand Qiao Hong.

Qiao Hong Yu Qiuyu's roommate has the same name, but has dominated the world for more than 30 years. He has made countless enemies and killed people like numb. His hands have stained the blood of countless people!

Seeing the ghost hand Qiao Hong appear, more than a dozen men and women suddenly emerged from the crowd. They held various weapons in their hands, and hatred eyes flashed in their eyes, and murderous intent.

The middle-aged woman in the lead angrily scolded: "Qiao Hong, you, the executioner, finally appeared. Eight years ago, you killed my father, the Fire Eye Judge Wang Tongliao. Now our Wang family is taking revenge and we want to let you die in front of the heroes of the world."

There are grudges and grudges in the world. Suddenly someone came out to seek revenge from the ghost hand, which inevitably caused everyone to speculate and whispered to what these people were.

"Judge Fire Eye is also a well-known figure. He died suddenly eight years ago. Unexpectedly, it was a case done by a ghost hand."

"So, they are from the Wang family in Zhongzhou."

"Oh, they are too brave to seek revenge from the ghost hands..."

The ghost hand Qiao Hong stopped, and his eyes, which were like dead fish, swept across the men and women, making an unpleasant sound of gold and sword intertwining, "I have killed too many people. I can't remember such a small character. Don't waste time. Come here quickly, I'll send you to see him."

Seeing that a bloody fight was about to take place, Abbot Sangshi quickly jumped off the Fengzhan platform and persuaded him: "You have something to say. Today is the day of the martial arts conference. If you have any grudges between you, please worry about it later..."

The ghost hand Qiao Hong didn't take this trick at all, turned his head and said coldly: "Get out of here, otherwise I will kill you."

Abbot Sangshi's white face turned red, almost the same as a monkey's butt, which made him feel extremely embarrassed and could not come to Taiwan. However, he still endured the anger and obediently retreated to the side. As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than a villain! The guy from Ghost Hand is just a villain, ruthless, it is better to hide away.

The enemy who killed his father was right in front of him, which made the middle-aged woman excited. She waved the Yan Lingdao in her hand and shouted in grief: "Brothers and sisters, we have been practicing martial arts for many years to avenge the old man. Everyone rushed to kill that beast..."

The middle-aged woman rushed over with a fast speed, looking quite fast, and looked like she was a little quick, followed by more than a dozen men and women, and stepped forward without hesitation.

A cold light flashed, and the middle-aged woman held a goose feather knife in her hand slashed at the shoulder of the ghost hand Qiao Hong, with a sharp blade.

Everyone stared at him and thought to himself that they had heard of the name of the ghost hand Qiao Hong, but they had never seen him take action. Now it was an opportunity.

Qiu Yu shook his head gently. The woman's martial arts skills were stronger than ordinary warriors, but she was not a master. With such skills, she would find revenge by one of the Five Ancestors' ghost hands!

Sure enough, just as the Yanling Knife was slashing down, Qiao Hong suddenly took action. In the flash of lightning, the middle-aged woman screamed. Her right wrist was broken and the Yanling Knife fell to the ground. Then, a more bloody scene appeared. Qiao Hong's dark right hand grabbed the middle-aged woman's chest, penetrated the other's flesh and went straight into her chest. When her arm was quickly retracted, she grabbed the bloody heart in her hand, and was still beating slightly, which made everyone scream in a flash, which was shocking.

The middle-aged woman's eyes widened to her heart as she looked at her heart as if she was dying, and then she fell to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, the relatives died, which made the eyes of more than ten men and women break. A young man who was closest to each other shouted at the top of his lungs: "Sister..." But he felt a red light flashing in front of him, and the heart flew over like lightning, which actually blocked his mouth.

A black shadow rushed over, and with a "bang", Qiao Hong's fist hit the young man's head. Suddenly, the young man's skull burst and died and fell down.

Everyone was frightened to see it. The name of the ghost hand is indeed well-known. He is really a weapon for killing people. The two hands as hard as iron are comparable to the sharp blade of the precious sword.

The bloodier killing was still behind. The descendants of the Wang family were eager to take revenge. Even though they witnessed the death of their relatives, they rushed forward as if they were desperate. Qiao Hong's figure flashed rapidly like the wind, and his hands flew up and down. Wherever they went, murderous aura spread. In an instant, more than a dozen men and women fell in a pool of blood, and none of them survived.

Qiao Hong's hands were stained with blood, and he wiped them casually on the black cloak and walked towards Fengshantai.

Everyone was frightened and said to himself: "Is this a human or a devil? It's so cruel!"

After arriving at Fengshan Platform, Qiao Hong saw that there was still a seat, so he stepped forward and sat on a chair with a cold face.

Yan Chi shook her head and said, "You killed too many people and will be punished sooner or later."

Qiao Hong snorted coldly: "You don't need to care..."

The staff in the audience were busy carrying the body away. Abbot Sangshi used his wide robe sleeve to wipe off the sweat from his face, and walked to the middle of the stage with a microphone in his hand, shouting: "The Fifth Ancestor, the highest representative of Chinese martial arts, has arrived. The following martial arts conference officially begins, and the salute is fired!"

"Dongdongdongdong..."

The sound of salutes comes one after another, which is the kind commonly used in wedding companies, and it is very lively.

After the sound of firecrackers, the noise gradually stopped. Abbot Sangshi began to tell the long history of the martial arts conference, and explained the seriousness of the conference, the added newcomer list, and the rules for the list.

Immediately afterwards, Abbot Sangshi read out the names according to the personnel on the Tianbang and the Floor Point, similar to the name in the school class. Those who were called agreed, "Here."
Chapter completed!