The super vortex of Zhongzhou has been formed, and those who can and want to go have left this place. Those who can't walk or don't want to go can't go anymore.

This vortex, the one involved, is difficult to escape.

At this critical juncture, the four generals of the four empires set up a banquet, and the guests at the banquet were none other than the grandmasters of the Zhongzhou Super Sect.

Among the super sects in the world, Zhongzhou alone accounts for five, except for Chu Daodao, who is one person and one sect, not to mention the Chu Great Sword Immortal, the remaining four grandmasters are all powerful and profound, and have been inherited for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.

This banquet, according to those imperial generals, was for the sake of peace between the Zhongzhou Jianghu sect and the four empires. But a discerning person can see at a glance that this is obviously a Hongmen banquet containing murderous intentions.

"Sir, although I have to go, the result is the same, don't go. Kong Nianyu said to the old lord of the Confucian Mansion with a stern expression.

The old mansion master smiled faintly: "If we don't go, how will the people of the world think of us? How should those alliance monks who have died think of us? Even if we are going to die this time, we can't help but go." Why mourn in life, and why suffer in death?"

Kong Nianyu closed his eyes in some pain and nodded, "Sir, let's go." ”

The old mansion lord nodded slightly, glanced at the student in front of him, who was already able to support the entire Confucian Mansion, and smiled with satisfaction.

The banquet was held at the Great Lotus Mountain, which had not yet been occupied by the four empires.

The peaks of the big lotus mountain are towering, the cliffs are steep, the waterfalls are turbulent, although it is not the top ten famous mountains in Zhongzhou, and it is not the top ten famous mountains in the world, but because of its peak looks like a lotus blooming, it is famous in the land of half a state.

The lotus-shaped summit platform is so spacious that it can accommodate 10,000 people.

In the center is a large wooden table, and on the wooden table are simply placed a few jugs of wine and a few wine glasses.

The four great generals of the four empires had already arrived in advance, quietly waiting for the arrival of the four old grandmasters.

Although the four imperial generals were friends, they didn't say a word to each other after they arrived. All four of them were flat-faced, and from time to time they took a few sips of the wine on the table.

Suddenly, Fan Wu put down the wine glass in his hand and glanced at the West with some complicated eyes.

To the west of the peak, an old man in a green shirt and a sword slowly walked up from the bottom of the mountain. The old man in green shirt walked over steadily, glanced at the four men in front of him who were no longer young with a calm expression, and said, "But the four generals?"

The four of them stood up one after another, clasped their fists and said, "Exactly." ”

Fan Wu stretched out his hand to invite the old man to sit down, and asked, "But the sword of the Immortal Sword Sect is a lone old-timer?"

The old man with the sword nodded expressionlessly.

And then they all said no more.

Soon, on the western side of the mountaineering road, there was a thin old man in a Confucian shirt, although this old man was old, but his face still had the demeanor of a young man, and his eyes were beating with excitement and wisdom.

"Mr. Kong, here. When Jian Dubu saw this person, he took the initiative to get up and clench his fists.

For this scholar of the same age as himself, Jian Dubu has always admired him. In this life, he only admired two people, one was the old brother Chu who taught him to drink and told him that as a swordsman, he couldn't stop drinking, and the other was the person in front of him.

The four imperial generals also stood up again and saluted with their fists folded.

Kong Yuan bowed slightly against the sword, and then sat down directly, without looking at the imperial generals.

The four of them didn't think so, but sat down as usual.

Soon, an old man in a gossip robe, and an old man in a black robe arrived one after another.

"What's the matter, the four generals are so relieved, aren't you afraid that we will kill you directly?" The black-robed old man looked around with cold and narrow eyes, and said with a sneer.

The four generals whose cultivation was not low only felt a strong chill rising from their backs, and the strong killing intent that came to their faces made the atmosphere freeze suddenly.

"That's exactly what we're doing. If not, the people of the world will still think that we are putting on a feast. Besides, it is not easy to leave the four great grandmasters at the peak of the eighth grade, and it is also possible that the four senior grandmasters will pull down a few of our juniors who are not too high in cultivation when they are fighting for a fish. So there's no need. Wu Kun said with a smile indifferently.

Even though he felt the endless killing intent of that Thorn Dome Pavilion Lord, his face was still as usual.

"Confucianism, Immortal Sword Gate, Thorn Dome Pavilion, Bagua Immortal Array Sect. The heads of the four super sects in Zhongzhou have already arrived, the four great generals, what advice do you have?" The old sect master of the Bagua Immortal Array Sect was still nibbling on the apple that he had cultivated with the formation and asked lightly.

The four old grandmasters looked at the four imperial generals calmly.

Ye Lutian, the great general of the West Pole Empire, stretched out his tongue and licked his lips: "We just admire the world-famous old grandmasters, so today we just want to invite you old grandmasters to drink some wine......

Kong Yuan looked at Yelutian quietly, as if asking, "Really?"

Ye Lutian did not avoid the gaze of the old lord of the Confucian Mansion who was famous in Kyushu, looked into Kong Yuan's eyes and replied, "Yes." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen, we are indeed inviting the four old masters to drink at this banquet, and then there is one more thing to explain to the old masters. Su Di, the great general of the Southern Barbarian Empire, had an elegant and fair face, even if he was middle-aged, he still looked like a young scholar, he said with a smile.

"What's the matter?, the great generals of your four empires are grinding and chirping like this?" the black-robed old man rubbed the wine glass on the wooden table with his thin palm, and his tone was mocking.

Su Di was unimpressed by this ridicule, but still smiled faintly and said: "In the final battle, as long as a few of you and a few of your disciples don't go all out, a few of us can ensure that even if you lose, you still have your life and freedom." ”

Jian Dubu sneered, "So sure you can win?"

Fan Wu stood up and explained directly: "We will win, it's just a matter of how many people die." As long as a few of you are willing to take refuge in us, we will die many fewer soldiers. It's good for both you and me. We can save the freedom and lives of several of you and those close to you. ”

"Hahaha! When do we still need the protection of your enemies? We will never back down in this battle, whether we win or lose. To be born as a human being is to die. What are you afraid of?" the sword laughed as he looked up to the sky, and then suddenly got to his feet.

"If the generals call us here today just to talk about this matter, then you don't have to bother talking about it!" the old man will take his leave!" Jian Dubu simply clenched his fists, then turned around and strode away.

Kong Yuan, Thorn Wuke, and the old sect master of the Bagua Immortal Array Sect also got up and said goodbye one after another.

The four old grandmasters came indifferently and went indifferently.

"It's a pity for the four old grandmasters. Fan Wu looked at the departing grandmasters and shook his head slightly.

"What a bullshit old master, a dying man. Wu Kun said coldly.

"This is war, whether it is right or wrong, right or wrong, there are different positions. Su Di was still smiling faintly, her eyes were bottomless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yelutian didn't get up, poured the wine alone and drank it slowly, then put down the wine glass in his hand, and stretched lazily: "A big dream in life, who can wake up? ”