The crowd in the main hall was full of discussions, like this, Mo said that if an alliance leader is elected now, it will be difficult to elect a satisfactory person in another ten or one hundred days.

Daoist Tianfeng whispered to Yu Qingyuan beside him: "Old swordsman, everyone is arguing like this, but when will it be decided. ”

The old swordsman is also helpless, and it is really difficult to have a perfect plan for the current situation. Taihe Sword Lu Mingyuan said: "Since ancient times, there is no first in literature, and there is no second in martial arts, how can the battle of words and tongues tell a result." If you want me to say that it is simply a competition to determine the winner and loser, the winner is the leader of the alliance, and others have nothing to say. ”

The master of the withered lamp next to him, the chivalrous Sai Meng taste, Pei Wanzhong and others also felt that this statement was reasonable, this group of green forest heroes, how could it be easy to convince people, if they didn't show a few hands, it would be difficult to be convinced.

Tianfeng Dao Chang whispered: "Old swordsman, the sky has been three watches, and tomorrow morning I will welcome all the heroes who go up the mountain, how can it be good to delay it like this?"

Yu Qingyuan didn't know that if it went on like this, it would be an unsolvable situation. The old swordsman thought for a while, stood up, and bowed his hand to the heroes on both sides of the hall: "Heroes, the old man has a word, and I hope everyone will think twice." ”

Seeing Yu Qingyuan speak, the hall immediately quieted down, after all, he was the head of the Northern Seven Swords, the leader of the rivers and lakes, and had a great reputation in the martial arts.

"Tomorrow is the day of the alliance, there will be heroes from all walks of life up the mountain in the morning, now the day has been three watches, if you don't rest, how can you receive visitors from all over tomorrow, then outsiders won't say that the Central Plains martial arts have lost their manners, do you think so?"

When everyone heard this, they were reasonable, and there was no result in such a dispute, even at dawn.

"As far as the old man knows, this alliance is not only my Central Plains martial arts heroes to attend, then the Liao Kingdom, Western Xia, and Ding'an Kingdom have masters to come, among which the former national teacher of the Liao Kingdom, Huo De Zhenjun's uncle, Venerable Peng Peng, will also be there, and the Xixia Kingdom and the Ding'an Kingdom also have peerless masters to come, tomorrow's grand event, we must not be careless, and fall into the name of the Central Plains Martial Arts. ”

Many people in the main hall couldn't help but exclaim when they heard for the first time that Venerable Peng Peng was coming.

Yu Qingyuan paused for a moment, and then said: "The Liao people have bad intentions, and the Western Xia and Ding'an countries are also eyeing each other, each with its own plans, and they will not let the alliance go smoothly. In the opinion of the old man, there is no need to rush to elect the leader of the alliance tonight. Tomorrow, I will have to compete with the masters of all countries, and those who can promote the prestige of my Central Plains martial arts at the meeting will be regarded as the leader of the alliance, I don't know what you think?"

When everyone heard this, they nodded their heads one after another, and only in this way can they be convincing.

Seeing that everyone agreed, Tianfeng Dao Chang stood up and said: "In this case, everyone please go back to rest as soon as possible, recuperate and recharge, and win glory for my Central Plains martial arts tomorrow." ”

Only then did everyone get up one after another and go back to their residences to rest, which can be regarded as temporarily quelling the dispute between the alliance leaders.

Early the next morning, the mountain road to the past peak was crowded with people from the rivers and lakes who went to the meeting, which was better than the ordinary town market.

There are about several miles in the radius of the Riguan Peak under the Riguan Peak, and the terrain here is vast, even tens of thousands of people can accommodate it. Set up a high wooden platform of about five zhang in the ping, supported by hundreds of thick logs, there is a colorful shed on the side of the mountain wall on the platform, it is the seat of the guest of honor, the wooden platform is about more than 20 zhang square, it is very majestic.

Along the periphery of the wooden platform, there are dozens of pergolas of large and small, also wearing red and hanging colors, it is the guests sitting everywhere, the stage and the stage are already crowded and full of people, Taishan sends all the disciples to shuttle in the venue, and inform the guests everywhere.

When the people of Guyun Mountain arrived at the viewing sun, the field was already crowded with people, there were Taishan sent intellectuals to lead, and led the people of Guyun Mountain to a color shed on the left side of the main stage to sit down, the big-headed ghost Lou Junda and the three baskets were already waiting in the shed, and they were very happy to see everyone.

The big-headed ghost said to Qin Fei: "Brother Qin, the old swordsman Yu wants you to beware of the Liao people making trouble, the venue is noisy, and I want you to see you later." Qin Fei nodded, looked at the guest of honor on the stage, and saw the master sitting in the center of the color shed, surrounded by Taihe Sword Lu Mingyuan, a sword chasing soul Guo Hongyi, Master of the Dry Lamp, Hedong Sanxia and others, there are still many predecessors who can't be named.

Look at the many colorful sheds around the main stage, full of heroes from the three mountains and five mountains. Ding'an Guocai shed sits a very clear-looking old nun, should be the "Danfeng sword" Xiuzhao, behind the Changbai four swords according to the sword standing, Xiuzhao next to a few old men, there are men and women, presumably the seniors in the faction. The Xianmen has always accepted apprentices of men and women, but the current master of the "Ming Ling Great Sword" embroidered text Our Lady has been a monk since childhood, and the "Shengtong Nunnery" in Ding'an Country is the majority of female disciples in today's school. Mei Qing has a pair of beautiful eyes, and since Qin Fei entered, she has not left Qin Fei's side.

There are not many people in the Xixia National Color Shed, and there are several old people sitting on the main seat, one of which is an old man with a high nose and deep eyes and curly hair. The old man's eyes were gloomy, his face was like bronze, and he looked chilling, Xuanhe Jiang Wuchang sat next to the old man, and the tiger idiot Gandao and Ye Wuxian were both defeated last night, so they couldn't come to the meeting.

The number of people in the Liao State color shed is the largest, there are no less than dozens of gold-level internal guards alone, separated on both sides of the color shed, and there are four or five lines of neatly standing, and there are a hundred people in the silver guards with a slightly lower grade. The two rows of cases in the color shed were full of internal guards to worship, and the little sword demon Peng Peng sat alone on the side, and Ye Wuqing stood behind him.

About the end of the day, a gong sounded on the main stage, the venue quieted down, the head of the Taishan faction Tianfeng Dao Chang stepped up to the center of the stage, and bowed his hand to all parties under the stage: "The meeting of Mount Tai is a grand event in the green forest of my North Song Dynasty once every ten years, but I didn't expect that this time it would attract heroes from all over the world. "Let's talk about it.

Daoist Tianfeng had just explained the scene, and was about to go down to the point, when he suddenly heard a cold voice coming from the audience, "The Central Plains martial arts are all general, if you want me to say that this will not be opened." The voice was not loud, but the audience could hear it clearly, showing that the person who spoke showed a good internal skill.

"Who?"

"Who is standing up. ”

"That turtle son is talking nonsense, see if Lao Tzu doesn't cut you seventeen or eighteen pieces. "The one who spoke offended the wrath of the people, and the shouts of rebuke and anger were heard incessantly.

I saw a person walking out of the Liao State color shed slowly, this person is about the same height and body width, three feet tall, three feet wide body, like a round ball. This person jumped step by step and slowly walked to the bottom of the wooden platform, looked up at the five-zhang high platform, twisted his body, and fell on the stage like a meat ball "whoosh".

"Tianfeng Lao Dao, you step aside, I'll tell you for you. As he spoke, he rubbed his cheeky mustache with his hand, and said to the stage: "Everyone, everyone! I am the Liao court to worship Cha Mujin." Martial arts conference, what Lao Shizi is redundant, if you want me to say, it is a mule or a horse that comes out for a walk, and it is determined by martial arts. If there is no one in the Central Plains, I will be the leader of this alliance for a few days. ”

"Wow~~~!", everyone in the audience heard this, just like boiling a pot, and a black shadow of "Huh" had fallen on the stage like a sharp arrow.

The person who came was a capable middle-aged man, with green cloth tied hair, wearing a brocade robe, and a dark gray swirl wide belt tied around his waist. ”

When Tianfeng Dao Chang saw that it was Hong Anguo, the "brocade leopard" of the big boss of Lotus Village, he immediately nodded and said: "Lord Hongzhai, please pay attention to it." ”

"Jin Leopard" Hong Anguo nodded: "The road is long and relaxed." After speaking, he came to Cha Mujin and shouted: "Maniac, Hong is not talented, but he wants to meet you for a while." ”

Cha Mujin raised his eyes and looked at Hong Anguo, and said, "Very good, very good." Before the words fell, a palm slapped at Hong Anguo's front door, Hong Anguo had already been on guard, retreated and turned around behind Cha Mujin, and also slapped it with a palm, and the two immediately fought together on the stage.

Cha Mujin's figure seems to be clumsy, but in fact, he moves, but he is extremely flexible, jumping and jumping, circling around Hong Anguo like a windmill, but Hong Anguo is not busy, guarding the door, lightly stretching his ape arms, and seeing the moves, he is not chaotic at all.

After fighting for dozens of rounds, Cha Mujin is no matter how flexible he is, but he is running around Hong Anguo all over the stage, and his physical strength is very high, and Hong Anguo only guards the door in Taichung, so he takes advantage of it.

"Dead fatty, keep running, how did you slow down. ”

"Don't be ashamed, this time you know what it means to have people outside the world and a sky outside the sky. ”

"Lord Hongzhai, don't let him run away, leave him a mark!"

Seeing that the hustle and bustle around him was getting more and more intense, Cha Mujin obviously became flustered, and his moves gradually dispersed, Hong Anguo was secretly happy in his heart, only to see Cha Mujin make a false move, and his body flew back, as if he was about to jump off the wooden platform.

Where is Hong Anguo willing to put it, he stepped forward quickly, stretched out his finger to the other party's "Shentang Acupoint", saw that Cha Mujin could not avoid it, but when he saw him turn around, he waved his hand and shouted "Go!", a sleeve arrow came out of his hand, Hong Anguo was chasing after himself, but he couldn't dodge, "ouch", turned over and fell on the stage.