long, elder? ! That old man is a master? Kou Beiyue was taken aback, and turned to look at the counter with a face full of astonishment.

The old man he was grabbing his collar to beat just now is a master?

A layer of cold sweat broke out on Kou Beiyue's back, feeling like she had walked around the gate of hell.

The old man lowered his head to settle the accounts, and said calmly, "There are still thirty seconds."

Thirty seconds? Is there anything important about this time? Kou Beiyue counted silently, and just after thirty seconds passed, the old man put down the ledger and came out from behind the counter.

He was wearing a gray coat and a pair of old cloth shoes on his feet. It was hard to imagine that this simple and mediocre old man was actually the master.

"This year's summit is in charge of my southern faction. Thank you for your support, and thank you for not being late. I am a person with a strong sense of time."

After finishing the opening remarks, he also walked to the main table, but did not sit down, and said with his hands behind his back:

"Our free camp holds two summits every year. The purpose is to unite all free professions, reduce internal friction, and jointly deal with the group of hypocrites in the lawful camp in the killing copy.

"For the juniors who clear the killing dungeon, whether they are casual cultivators or members of the organization, we will give a reward of five million yuan. If you can enter the top ten in the scoreboard, you will be rewarded with a saint-quality item. If you enter the top three, you will be rewarded with two pieces .

"However, if anyone seeks refuge in a lawful profession, and whoever assassinates teammates to gain points, everyone will kill them together."

After the old man finished speaking, his eyes gently swept across the crowd in the arena, and he continued:

"Lawful professions and our freelance professions are like fire and water. You die and live. What makes people sad is that Fu Qingyang has not been eradicated. This year, another Yuanshi Tianzun popped up in the Five Elements League.

"The theme of this summit is to hunt and kill the two."

As he spoke, he looked towards the saint at the main table in front of him, and said:

"You are all going to participate in the killing dungeon. There are only three masters. Have you figured out how to deal with Fu Qingyang?"

The God of Lust shrugged: "I won't participate, I'm just attending instead of Bishop Bing."

The other saints fell silent.

Elder Qianmian snorted angrily, and looked at the glamorous Yi Chuanmei:

"You fought Fu Qingyang in Songhai, what do you think of his strength?"

Yi Chuanmei put on a dignified long skirt today, turned her face to the sky, and hid her seductive flesh, she looked a bit like a lady.

She pursed her lips and said:

"Fu Qingyang's slashing has been integrated into the rules, and any means of dodging and hiding are difficult to be effective, and the swordsman's killing power even surpasses that of the Wu Lord at the same stage. His sword is enough to hurt us, and he can cut us. Ten swords and a hundred swords, his limit is still unknown."

Yi Chuanmei continued:

"In addition, Fu Qingyang has a saint-quality suit, and there must be master-level props, and there are countless saint and extraordinary props."

Saint-quality suits, master-level props, and countless low- and medium-quality props. The saints and supernaturals were silent after hearing this.

Yi Chuanmei sighed, "The Fu family has plenty of money."

According to the investigation by the evil organization, the Fu family has seven or eight listed companies alone, investing in companies from all walks of life, from industry to finance, from technology to people's livelihood, with very strong financial resources.

As the young master of the Fu family, even if Fu Qingyang spends money, he can still throw out a warehouse full of props.

When everyone was silent, the God of Lust would snort coldly: JrNovels.com