The practitioners of all sects sneered at themselves. Many Japanese practitioners shook their heads one after another. Chang Sheng of Xiyuan temple said, "Liu Jun, we came all the way back. I'm afraid it's not very good?"

Liu Chunping had a bad attitude towards Chinese practitioners, but he smiled at the Japanese. He turned back and asked with a smile, "what's your idea, Mr. Xiyuan temple?"

Chang Sheng of Xiyuan Temple glanced at him and others behind him. Seeing that they all nodded, he said to Liu Chunping: "As the saying goes, it's better to come early than to come at a good time. Since we have caught up with such a grand ceremony, we don't want to run away. Why don't we choose one person from each sect and fight fairly on the court, and the winner will be the one who stands last. If we lose, we'll go back to China immediately. If you lose, the Chinese cultivation community must give us an explanation. What's the matter How are you? "

At this time, Zhang kongyun whispered to Zhang Ling, "elder martial sister, I don't think we need to explain to them. We don't have to answer this field!"

Zhang Ling sneered: "People have killed us at the gate of Zhengyi sect, but you still don't answer? If someone catches Ao Wushuang at our gate, even if it is a fox demon, what do you think of us in the future? We Zhengyi sect can't even clean up a fox demon, and they want the Japanese to come all the way here to subdue the demon for us? Hum, you can afford to lose this man, I can't lose him I can't afford it! If you don't, I will! "

Then she raised her voice and said, "OK, that's it! Draw down the road and we'll fight fairly!"

Zhang kongyun wanted to stop talking, but he saw Zhang Ling's face was firm. He hesitated for a while and couldn't help but say, "but, elder martial sister, didn't you listen to the above requirements for us to lose or win? How do you fight?"

Zhang Ling sneered: "he has Zhang Liangji, I have a ladder over the wall! There are policies on the top and Countermeasures on the bottom. Can't you draw?"

Zhang kongyun's eyes brightened: "yes, it's still the elder martial sister's old traitor... Er, it's the elder martial sister's Hui quality orchid heart and old plot... Ah, no, no, it's foresight!"

Zhang Ling couldn't hear others calling her old. When she heard Zhang kongyun say two old words, she immediately stared at the boss. She looked like she wanted to eat Zhang kongyun.

When Liu Chunping listened to them, he was in trouble and muttered: these bastards, after all, still want to fight? Shit, just fight, I don't care!

Liu Chunping gave a dry cough and said to Zhang Ling meaningfully, "well, you can solve your own business by yourself, but I'm ugly. If any of you poked a basket and caused something, you can do it yourself! Hum!" with his hands on his back, he walked to the far side of the court, looking like a matter of no concern and hanging high.

At this time, the situation has been settled. After a while, a middle-aged monk wearing a hat and holding a Zen stick came out slowly and said in extremely difficult Chinese: "chief koye of the fahuazong is here. Which Chinese friend will come up to teach?"