The people who came were dressed strangely, they were not dressed in the Central Plains, but more like Mongolia.

The leader was dressed in a red robe, extremely tall and thin, walking like a penny, and his head was slightly sunken, like a saucer.

The appearance is indescribably strange.

Next to the old man was a young man with an elegant appearance and the appearance of a noble son, Tang Xuanming had collected a lot of information in his hands, and guessed that it was Huodu, the prince of Mongolia.

And Na Huo Dudu is surrounded by a strong man with a wide heart and a fat body, a strong body of qi and blood, and a strong physique, and there is no one else in the martial arts masters present, who is thought to be Darba, who is born with divine power.

And the rest of the people were not in Tang Xuanming's eyes, he knew that as long as he kept the Golden Wheel Dharma King today, he would not lose anything when he came here.

Over there, Guo Jing confronted King Jinlun and others, and both looked at each other.

With the death of Chongyang, the king of the divine powers, the whereabouts of the old naughty boy are erratic, and the Quanzhen Sect is declining day by day, and there is no one who can fight from above.

Guo Jing went up the mountain, from beginning to end, not one by one, but by the entire Quanzhen Sect, and the one hundred and eight people of the Quanzhen Sect formed a formation, all of which were forcefully broken by him with the eighteen palms of the dragon descending, and did not hurt the one hundred and eight Quanzhen disciples.

Although it is also related to Guo Jing's middle-aged age and strength entering the level of the Central Plains Five Uniques, Ouyang Feng, who was also one of the Central Plains Five Uniques, hit Zhongnan Mountain and was taught a lesson several times.

It can only be said that the Quanzhen Sect is inferior to one generation after another.

Guo Jing was still able to maintain a calm face, the faces of the two teams changed, and their voices were not high, as if they were introducing each other.

And Prince Huodu, a disciple of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, did not want his master to go to the Central Plains and was unknown, and there were not many people in the Central Plains martial arts people in the hall, who were surprised by their arrival, and took the initiative to say loudly: "This is the master under the Majesty, the Tibetan holy monk, who is respected as the Golden Wheel Dharma King, and the queen of the Northern and Present Great Mongolia is named the first protector of the country." ”

As soon as this sentence with internal force came out, all the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts in the hall changed color.

They were here to discuss how to face the Mongol invasion, and now that a Mongolian national teacher appeared here, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

But they are not panicked, there are thousands of people gathered in Xiangyang City in the Central Plains martial arts, and the heroes who participate in the Heroes Conference are the first-class heroes in the Central Plains martial arts.

Thousands of people against several people, no matter how you look at it, they are invincible, and a group of people are not intimidated at all.

Huo Du walked in the Central Plains, and he always knew the urine nature of the martial arts people in the Central Plains, and this group of wealthy heroes paid the most attention to reputation and righteousness, and would not attack together at all.

This is a tradition that has been held high above the masses for hundreds of years and thousands of years, and despises any barbarians.

Huaxia is naturally arrogant, and the leadership of hundreds of years and thousands of years over other barbarians has also allowed them to maintain this lofty appearance.

In their hearts, the Central Plains is better than all the world, and no matter which aspect is compared, the Central Plains is stronger than the barbarians.

From the princes and nobles to the peddlers and pawns, they all maintained this mentality.

It is impossible for such a proud people to beat them together.

Just like Huo Du went to Zhongnan Mountain with great momentum before, wanting to marry the little dragon girl who is known as a famous girl in the rivers and lakes, but he couldn't even enter the door and was beaten out on the spot.

On the one hand, there is the factor that Xiaolong women are cold and don't want to be disturbed by others, and on the other hand, it is also where the arrogance of the Central Plains lies.

This is very difficult to see in later generations, because that bit of arrogance has been broken down, not to mention that the prince of a top power wants to marry, even an ordinary barbarian can be treated on a very high scale.

I have to say that this is also a bit sad.

And now, although the Song Dynasty has been defeated repeatedly, the arrogance buried in the bones and blood will not dissipate, which is also the basis for Huo Du and King Jinlun to dare to come here.

Otherwise, the two countries are about to go to war, and a figure at the level of a national teacher suddenly descends on the border, which is an extremely dangerous thing from any point of view.

"I heard that you are going to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance here. ”

Although Huo Du is known as a prince, he is already a bloodline that he doesn't know which one he is biased towards, and he has no real power in Mongolia at all, and he can't even lead the troops, and in the eyes of the Golden Wheel Dharma King, he is not even as good as the Darba of Muna.

It's just that King Jinlun and Darba are not good at communicating, and Huo Du used to walk in the Central Plains martial arts, so he is more familiar with the affairs of the Central Plains, so Huo Du is responsible for communication.

"Yes, I really want to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance, what are you like you who don't know a few people who don't know a lot of characters come here to join in the fun?"

"This is our Central Plains Martial Arts matter. ”

"What are you doing here?"

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Facing the interrogation of the Central Plains Martial Arts, Huo was not in a hurry, opened the folding fan that he had been holding in his hand, and a delicate peony came out, and sneered: "Of course, the leader of the Martial Arts Alliance is called to lead the entire martial arts, and I see that there are only the Central Plains martial arts people present, and there are no martial arts people from my Great Mongolia at all." ”

"Such a martial arts alliance leader can't be regarded as worthy of the name, right?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Guo Jing didn't want to say much about this group of destined enemies at all, and didn't make a direct move, or because this was a martial arts event, not a national war.

If you want to elect the leader of the martial arts alliance here, you will naturally choose in the form of a person in the martial arts.

"My meaning is obvious. ”

Huo Du glanced at the Central Plains heroes present, and finally his eyes fell on Guo Jing, Huang Rong and others, and said with a smile: "Since you want to fight for a martial arts alliance leader, how can you not count the martial arts of our Great Mongolia Kingdom?"

"What kind of martial arts does a group of Fangwai barbarians have?"

Some martial arts heroes said disdainfully, but they were also a little interested in Huo Du's words.

"Why is there no martial arts, is my martial arts growing out of thin air?" Huo Du leisurely inspected the audience, and said proudly: "The martial arts of my Great Mongolian Kingdom are also extraordinary, and today I heard that a martial arts alliance leader was elected here, so I naturally want to come and watch one or two." ”

Speaking of this, he paused for a moment and said with a smile: "If it is possible, I also want to see the strength of the martial arts heroes of the Central Plains, the martial arts alliance masters of Mongolia have always only competed with strength." ”

Such provocative words made all the heroes present angry.

"Draw a charter, I'm going to beat all your out today. ”

A rough man jumped onto the table with a brush, and the huge hammer was in his hand, pointing directly at Huo Du.

And there are no less than dozens of martial arts people who stand up with anger like him, and Tang Xuanming, who was sitting in the seat, turned the wine glass in his hand and nodded secretly in his heart.

He couldn't see the blood in the Great Song Dynasty at all, but the blood in the rivers and lakes soared to the sky, as if the blood and energy of the entire Great Song Dynasty had flowed into the lower ninth-rate people, and it was impossible for the upper class people to stand up even if they died.