The heroes all said: "The beggar gang leader Sun Zhiyi has arrived." Seeing the momentum of these four yellow flags arrogantly dominating the rivers and lakes, the swift and fierce skills of the flag bearers are obviously more awe-inspiring than the boasting of the mountains and seas.

As soon as the yellow flag was erected, more than 100 horses galloped up the mountain, and the first riders were more than 100 six-bag disciples, followed by thirty or forty seven-bag disciples, and more than ten eight-bag disciples.

After a while, it was four elders carrying nine bags on their backs, all of whom silently turned over and dismounted, lined up on both sides. The people in the beggar gang never ride on horses and cars except for important things, and the pomp and circumstance in front of them are no different from ordinary high-rollers. When many martial arts elders saw this, they all shook their heads secretly.

But when I heard the sound of hooves, two green horses came side by side. On the left is a girl in a purple shirt, bright and beautiful, but her eyes are gloomy. When Zhuang Xingchen saw it, she blurted out: "Wu Yi!" She forgot that she had changed into men's clothes, and this cry was the original woman's voice.

The passenger on the right horse was wearing a hundred knotted brocade robes, and his face was blank, like a zombie.

As soon as the well-informed people in the group saw him, they knew that he was wearing a human skin mask, and they didn't want to show his true face, so they all thought: "This person thinks that this person is Sun Zhiyi, the leader of the beggar gang." He wants to compete with the Shaolin faction for the leader of the martial arts alliance, but how can he not reveal the truth?"

Some guesses: "It seems that this person is a famous figure in the martial arts, and Sun Zhiyi is just a pseudonym." If he can be the leader of the beggar gang, is he a little-known general?"

Some guessed: "Most of the time he is not very sure of this battle, if he is defeated by the hands of Shaolin monks, he will still cover his face and retreat, so as not to lose his face." ”

Some people even speculated: "Could it be that he is Lu Youwei, the former leader of the Beggar Gang? He regained power of the Beggar Gang, so he came to make trouble with the Shaolin faction and the Central Plains heroes?"

Wu Yi heard her mother's call, she had something important at the moment, and she didn't want to meet her mother, and her mother-in-law's account of not coming to the world, but she didn't hear it at the moment, and said: "Brother Yi, there are so many people here, I seem to hear someone singing something, 'Respect the teacher out of the mountain, virtue is worthy of heaven and earth, and the world is mighty, ancient and modern. 'Ding Mohan, this kid and his shrimp soldiers and crab generals, are they also here?"

Sun Zhiyi said: "Yes, there are really a lot of people under him. ”

Wu Yi clapped his hands and smiled: "That's great, it saves me a lot of travel, and I don't have to go all the way to Guanshan and Hai to settle accounts with him." ”

At this time, the beggar gang on foot came up the mountain in an endless stream, all of them were five-bag, four-bag, three-bag disciples, standing in line behind Sun Zhiyi and Wu Yi.

Wu Yi waved his hand behind him, and the two beggar disciples each took out a ball of purple things from their arms, tied a wooden stick, and shook in the wind, it turned out to be two purple silk flags, which were spread out flat in the air, and each flag was embroidered with six big characters as red as blood: "Wu, the head of the mountain and the sea."

As soon as these two purple flags were unfurled, the people of Guanshanhaimen were in chaos, and immediately someone shouted loudly: "The head of Guanshanhai is Teacher Ding, and everyone knows from all over the world, where is there anyone surnamed Wu who is in charge?"

"Pretending to be a fool, shameless!"

"Is the position of head self-appointed?"

"Which little monster claims to be the head of this faction, stand up quickly, it's strange if Lao Tzu doesn't pound you into meat sauce!"

The people who said these words were all new disciples of Guanshan Hai, as for the old people such as Lion Roar and Sky Wolf, they naturally knew Wu Yi's origin, and they couldn't help but be secretly afraid when they remembered that she had Lu Qian's support behind her.

A group of monks and lay heroes suddenly saw more people in charge of the mountains and seas coming out, and they were both shocked and secretly happy, thinking that this evil devil's nest was against it, and it couldn't be better.

Wu Yi clapped his hands three times, and said loudly: "Listen to the disciples of the Guanshan and Hai Sect: This sect has always been in order, the position of the head of the sect, and the powerful one lives in it. Among this faction, whoever has the strongest martial arts is the leader. ”

"Half a year ago, Ding Mohan fought with me, gave me a defeat, knelt on the ground and kowtowed to me eighteen times, worshiped me as a teacher, and respectfully presented the position of the head of the sect with both hands. Didn't he tell you?"

"Ding Mohan, you are also bold and reckless, you are the big disciple of your own sect, you should be an example for all the junior disciples, how can you deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, and deceive the junior disciples?"

When everyone heard this, they were all amazed, seeing that she was just a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, how could she be the head of the house? Lu Changfeng and Zuo Xingchen were even more shocked. They knew that this daughter was from Ding Mohan's disciples, she was tricky and eccentric, and she was extremely stubborn, but her martial arts were mediocre, and she dared to rebel against her apprentice and take Ding Mohan's tiger whiskers, and this matter was afraid that it would be difficult to end. With the few people in Sui Yanguo on Shaomu Mountain, it is really not enough to watch the mountains and seas and save her from danger.

Ding Mohan saw that Wu Yi actually played the banner of "the head of the mountain and the sea" under the banner of "the head of the mountain and the sea", was it unbearable? The anger in his chest was like madness, but his face was still smiling with a gentle and kind appearance, and he said: "Little Wu Yi, the position of the head of this faction, only the powerful person resides, this sentence is not bad. You covet the position of the head of the house, you must have some real kung fu, so how about coming and picking me up for three tricks?"

Suddenly, there was a flower in front of him, and there was already an extra person three feet in front of him, it was Sun Zhiyi.

This time it was a big surprise, with Ding Mohan's sharp eyesight, he didn't even see how he came here, and he couldn't help but take a step back in shock.

He stepped forward and withdrew five feet, but saw that Sun Zhiyi was still three feet in front of him, and it was known that when he took this step back, the other party stepped on a step at the same time, of course, he saw himself retreat, and then he stepped forward, and the back hair came together, without showing any traces, this person's martial arts are so high, it is really terrifying.

Ding Mohan saw his dead and heavy wooden yellow face, and he could reach out to touch it, but he didn't have time to ask: "I'm going to compete with Wu Yi, why do you want you to interfere?" immediately rushed out, grabbed a doorman with a backhand, and threw it at him.

Sun Zhiyi reacted with great speed, immediately jumped backwards, and also grabbed a backhand, caught a beggar gang with three bags of disciples, and pushed it out. The three bags of disciples were like a huge secret weapon, rushing towards Ding Mohan, and slamming into the people of the Guanshan and Haimen in mid-air. When the others saw this kind of strength, they all thought: "These two disciples are only afraid that they will break their muscles and bones and die." ”。

How do you know that under the collision between the two, they can only hear the sound of sneering, followed by the smell of scorching in each person's nose, and the middle person wants to vomit, some of the heroes hold their breath, some retreat, some stretch out their hands to cover their noses, and some take the antidote immediately, all know that Ding Mohan and Sun Zhiyi are both using yin and poisonous internal strength on their disciples. As soon as the two collided, they fell to the ground and did not move, and they were already dead.

Ding Mohan and Sun Zhiyi intersected with one move, regardless of superiority and inferiority, they were secretly jealous in their hearts, and at the same time retreated a few feet, followed by their respective backhands, grabbed another disciple, and threw them forward. The two disciples collided in mid-air again, emitting a scorching stench, and killed together.