Chapter 887 Not good
The people from the Seven Kills Palace set up tables and chairs under the ring, held up parasols, and placed snacks and snacks on the table.
Gu Fei and Palace Master Yan sat down comfortably.
She asked Palace Master Yan in a low voice, "Will Master Baili come?"
Palace Master Yan smiled and said, "He will come, otherwise, we cannot afford to lose this person."
Gu Fei looked around and saw that the heads of various factions were also there, all waiting to see the battle between Bailigui and Wanshan.
Everyone waved their hands to each other, and soon they saw Baili Gui coming over surrounded by a group of elders and disciples of the Qingcheng Sect.
Wan Shan suddenly opened his eyes and looked at Baili Gui.
Bailigui slowly walked onto the stage, Wanshan sneered and stood up, "Brother, I thought you didn't dare to come."
Bailigui looked serious, "Junior brother, I didn't expect you to have the nerve to come back. Master has already said that you are never allowed to set foot on Qingcheng Mountain."
“I am here today, not to fight you to the death. You have disobeyed the master, and I have to clean up the Qingcheng faction.”
Wan Shan looked vicious, "That old guy will only favor you and suppress me in every way. Fortunately, he died long ago, otherwise -"
Before he finished speaking, Bailigui waved his palm and said angrily: "Those who deceive the master and destroy the ancestors still dare to insult the master!"
Wan Shan jumped back, avoided the palm, and sneered: "Senior brother, you attacked me first, I will teach you how to be a good person today!"
As he spoke, he slapped Bailigui with his palm.
Baili Gui raised his palms to greet each other, and the two exchanged palms. Baili Gui was secretly shocked. He hadn't seen him for thirty years. His junior brother was no longer the former Wu Xia Amen. He had such strong inner strength.
He looked more and more cautious and used all his strength. In an instant, he and Wan Shan exchanged dozens of moves on the ring.
Gu Fei only saw the clothes of the two people flying, and couldn't see clearly how the two men attacked and how they resisted.
Just when he was dazed, Palace Master Yan suddenly grabbed the arm of Gu Fei next to him and flew back quickly.
Just a few feet away, an iron bullet smashed into pieces the chair the two of them were sitting on.
A man from the Seven Kills Palace next to him was hit by an iron bullet and fell to the ground. Fortunately, he was not seriously injured and he got up quickly.
Palace Master Yan snorted and stopped approaching. She and Gu Fei stood watching from a distance.
The two people on the stage were going back and forth, rolling around and doing hundreds of moves.
Palace Master Yan’s face became increasingly serious.
He suddenly whispered, "Not good."
Gu Fei's eyes widened and he saw Wan Shan knock Baili Gui off the ring with one palm.
Everyone in the Qingcheng Sect was stunned. All the leaders were also shocked and they all stood up.
Baili Gui's martial arts is only stronger than theirs. Baili Gui is no match for Wan Shan. So how high is Wan Shan's martial arts?
They saw Wan Shan leaping down from the stage. He didn't know when a dagger appeared in his hand, and he pierced Baili Gui's chest.
Bailigui rolled over and narrowly escaped. Wanshan chased after him and stabbed downwards with the dagger in his hand. Bailigui dodged left and right on the ground, without even a chance to jump up.
Everyone in the Qingcheng faction looked anxious and did not dare to step forward. No one else was allowed to interfere in this life-and-death struggle.
Wan Shan stared at the opportunity, and the dagger in his hand suddenly trembled, suddenly lengthened, and stabbed straight into Baili Gui's heart.
Bailigui didn't know whether it was because he ran out of energy or was unable to react in time. He was unable to dodge and watched helplessly as the sword tip pierced his chest.
"Master!" Everyone in the Qingcheng faction shouted in unison and rushed forward.
Wan Shan showed a ferocious smile, the tip of his sword struck Baili Gui's heart hard, and then he was about to draw the sword.
(End of this chapter)