"This is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Father-in-law Zhang introduced everyone.

Shaolin Temple in the status of the rivers and lakes that is the most first-class, it has a long history, a long history, thousands of years ago has been the pillar of the martial arts of the Tian'an Continent, it punishes the strong and helps the weak, robs the rich and helps the poor, and there is a very high evaluation of "the world's martial arts, do your best out of Shaolin".

The abbot of Shaolin Temple, that is the leader of Shaolin Temple, has a very high status in the rivers and lakes, but he has grown old over the years, and has gradually retreated into the background, no longer asking about the affairs of the rivers and lakes.

The body of the Master of Bitter Compassion is as thin as wood, the two white eyebrows are very long, and the white hair under the lips has been left for many years, his face does not match the name, although he is thin, but he has a compassionate appearance.

The Master of Bitterness lifted his golden robe, stood on his chest with one palm, and shook Zhang Gonggong and everyone respectively, "Amitabha, good and good." ”

Everyone returned the salute.

The status and reputation of the Master of Bitterness and Sorrow deserve everyone's respect, even an unruly person like the Western Desert Sword Demon has given him respect.

Father-in-law Zhang contracted this inn.

The name of the inn is Donghai Inn.

The East China Sea Inn is located in the East China Sea to the west of a hundred miles, it is remote, there are not a few guests for many years, this time it was wrapped up all of a sudden, the innkeeper was overjoyed, after all, he took a silver ticket that was more valuable than the whole inn together, and simply took a family to go to relatives.

Zhang Gonggong spent a lot of money to buy the Donghai Inn, just to gather a group of heroes here to discuss countermeasures against Dongfang Wuji.

Jin Yiwei sent the summoning order to the hands of various sects or masters overnight, and after everyone received the summoning order, they also rushed here as soon as possible. The masters who came to the East China Sea Inn did not give Zhang Gonggong face, but they all had a definite problem to solve, three hundred years ago, their ancestors all participated in the war to block Dongfang Wuji.

A total of twenty masters have been gathered, and the worst strength is also above the Four Heavens!

The masters of the Four Heavens are rare in the rivers and lakes, and in order to fight against Dongfang Wuji, these rare masters are here, and they are the big plate that makes up the entire martial arts!

Never before have they been so united, and this time, because of Dongfang Wuji, stood together.

Father-in-law Zhang cleaned up the lobby on the first floor of the Donghai Inn, leaving only a long table large enough to accommodate twenty people, and he sat at the head of the table.

At this moment, Grandpa Zhang's indifferent eyes are sweeping over everyone's body, he wants to see which people are here and are willing to contribute, and which ones are not, and he will come to the door to settle accounts afterwards! See who doesn't give him Zhang Huayu's face!

Under the careful count of Father-in-law Zhang, plus himself, there were only nineteen people present.

Shaolin Temple Abbot Ku Sorrow Master.

Zhou Ke's Dharma Protector Ye is nameless.

Broken Greatsword.

Western Desert Sword Demon.

"Heh, they're all old acquaintances...... "Grandpa Zhang thought to himself.

The new head of the Huashan faction hurt the fox.

Hu Long, the head of the Taishan faction.

The head of the Songshan faction and the leader of the Wuyue Alliance, Yan Shanhai.

The head of the Hengshan faction is Wuding.

The head of the Hengshan faction, Shang Rong, is too much.

Luo Qingkui, the head of the Qingshan faction.

The sub-seat of Dahongmen is loud.

The head of Xiaohongmen, Hong Lai.

The first Fan of the Divine Fist Mountain.

Sitting opposite Gonggong Zhang, that is, the last seat, is Zhuge Tieying, the head of the Flying Eagle Gate, Ouyang Zhuo, the head of the Northern Capital, Tie Gang, the head of the Iron Gate, Nan Zhongyi, the general of the South Tianmen, and the five tigers and leopards.

Nineteen people in total.

After the death of Feng Yichu, Yan Shanhai naturally became the leader of the Wuyue Sword Sect, breaking the Huashan Sect's possession of this position for a thousand years.

Linghu is the same as Feng Yichu, he is the predecessor of the Huashan faction, and his strength has just reached the four heavens, because the Huashan faction has no successor, he was forced to become the head, he is intoxicated with flowers and birds, and he is not interested in fighting and killing on the rivers and lakes, and the position of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance has been lost from his hands, but he is not lost.

Yan Shanhai knew Ling Hu's thoughts, since there was no struggle, they would get along well, he naturally gave enough face to Ling Hu, just like that, the Huashan faction and the Songshan faction rarely got along amicably, just like he said to Ling Huju, "When two tigers fight, there must be one injury, why let other sects see the jokes of our Wuyue Sword Sect? You take a step, I go further, and the Wuyue Sword Sect will regain its glory!"

Yan Shanhai can say it, and make the fox hurt it.

The two hit it off.

In addition to the Wuyue Sword Sect and Shaolin Temple, like the Flying Eagle Gate, the Iron Gate, the Big and Small Hongmen, the Shenquan Mountain, etc., these big sects all came, and almost all of them were leaders, and they were not afraid to dodge, because they all knew the threat of Dongfang Wuji to themselves.

Father-in-law Zhang spoke, "Hong Liang, where are you in charge?"

Hong Liang straightened up, coughed twice, and said with some sadness, "My senior brother is very old and sick, and he knows that he will not live until August 15, so he sent me here and asked me to say sorry to you. ”

As soon as Hong Liang's words came out, the hall was full of sighs, the strength of the head of the Great Hong Sect was well known to everyone in the rivers and lakes, and it was once close to the Five Heavens, and everyone couldn't imagine that such a person would not be able to defeat the years.

"That's a pity, he still has some friendship with me...... "How can Grandpa Zhang not sigh? He is already over 80 years old, and although he now has superb internal strength to support his body, in the near future, he will eventually run out of oil.

"Alas......" Hong Liang stood up and hugged his fists towards everyone to apologize, "My senior brother has said, no matter what, we have to survive this hurdle!

"Who else hasn't come?" Tiegang interjected and asked, he was very dissatisfied with the fact that he was sitting in the last seat, but it was not easy to attack, this was a position arranged according to the strength.

"Little palace master. Grandpa Zhang's words, three words were enough to silence everyone present again.

Everyone was silent, and they didn't say what they thought in their hearts, how could it be this Five Peerless Palace!

"Is the palace master sitting idly by and watching this matter?"

"The news has been sent back to the Five Absolute Palace, and it is impossible for the palace master to watch the fall of the martial arts!" Zhang Gonggong's eyes swept over everyone again, and he continued, "Besides, the nineteen of us present are a part of the rivers and lakes!

Everyone knows that Gonggong Zhang is being reckless when he says such things, and he doesn't want them to be discouraged, three hundred years ago, the ancestors of the same number and the same strength were all defeated in the hands of Dongfang Wuji, and now three hundred years later, Dongfang Wuji is in the seventh heaven, and it is no longer what it used to be, so how can it be if he is not afraid!

Grandpa Zhang asked everyone, "Instead of waiting for him to defeat us one by one, why don't we take the initiative?"