It was none other than Shu Hattian, who was less than four feet tall, with short hands and feet, a big face and small eyes, a pair of silver hair hanging upside down, and a long beard hanging down on his face. That book fairy Shi only held back his sarcastic and mocking words, and was robbed of the lead by the leader of the White Horse Gang, and he couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, so he blurted out immediately.

At this time, Shu hattian, after carefully grooming in the inn, was no longer half ragged, but radiant and radiant, and in the daytime, Shu hattian let the disease-free purchase decent clothes. At this moment, Shu Haotian was wearing a new gray robe, with a square gold crown on his head, walking in the clouds, and a pair of snow-white upside-down long hair, which looked quite fairy. Qunhao stared sideways, and saw that under the bright moon, an old man stood in the wind, although his appearance was ugly and his body was very short, but when he saw him standing tall and tall, his long hair fluttering, like the forest atmosphere of a great master, he couldn't help but be amazed.

Shu hated the heavens: "Today, all the heroes of the Central Plains martial arts gathered on the shore of this Taihu Lake to discuss the plan of catching demons, I heard that the master of the hall of Wang wants to nominate the prince of Luoyang as the leader of my demon hunting alliance, and the old man has no objection, but the identity of the leader of this demon hunting alliance is not trivial, everyone must follow him in the future to subdue demons and eliminate demons, protect the land and the people, and let everyone see the exquisite swordsmanship of the prince of Luoyang." What the gang leader said is not unreasonable, thinking that the pig demon is an extraordinary thing, how can ordinary martial arts deal with it? If it weren't for the person who had extraordinary means, everyone would follow him to catch the demon together, but I was afraid that if the demon was not caught, the person would be gone first......

Before Shu Hatian finished speaking, someone in the audience echoed and said: "What is reasonable! Since the Demon Hunting Conference is to discuss dealing with the pig demon, it is necessary to recommend a person with superb martial arts and profound Taoism, Shaoshan martial arts are famous all over the world, and the son of Luoyang is the eldest disciple of the master of Shaoshan, and his martial arts are unique in the world, but he doesn't know if he can deal with the pig demon alone......

Another person said: "Isn't it! If you talk about people, the martial arts of the Falling Sun Boy are enough, but to deal with the pig demon, you must have a profound Taoism." I heard that the Shushan faction is studying Taoism, and there must be a way to subdue the pig demon, but it is a pity that the people in the Shushan faction rarely walk around the rivers and lakes, except for the 'Shushan Four Immortals', I have never heard of the news of where the Shushan disciples appeared, and then the 'Shushan Four Immortals' are masters outside the party, how can they pay attention to such trivial affairs in the rivers and lakes...... "The person who said this has a lion's nose and leopard eyes, and his body is fat, and he is Pan Mingfang, the leader of the Taihu Gang.

The group of heroes in the audience, originally from the three mountains and five lakes, most of them are not familiar with each other, and some have never even met, but among the more than 100 people, most of them are watching the excitement, and they also want to take the opportunity to take advantage of some benefits to get some oil and water. These people saw Shu hateing Tian refuting Wang Xingmin in public, behaving rudely and arrogantly, and having a great sense of provocation. They were not at ease in the first place, but at this time, they were even more looking forward to the two sides being able to make a move, and then there would be a big bustle. As a result, everyone echoed Shu Hatian with a word, and the originally quiet lake beach became noisy again at this moment.

Wang Xingmin couldn't bear it anymore at this moment, and immediately reprimanded angrily: "How can the swordsmanship of the Falling Sun Princesses be seen by you if you want to see it!" Suddenly, a strong force came from his right shoulder, making his feet steady and unable to move, and he couldn't help but secretly praise: "What a strong internal force!", looking sideways, Luoyang's left hand was gently resting on his shoulder. I saw Luoyang squinting at Shu Hattian, and said casually:

"How do you want to see?"

Shu hated the sky for a moment, the heart of the rivers and lakes is full of rumors of the sun's swordsmanship, today looking at his momentum is to be the master of the demon hunting alliance is determined to win, but now there is no way to retreat into the tiger riding tiger, and immediately responded: "I have heard for a long time that the chief disciple of Shaoshan Luoyang 'Cangshan Twilight Rain Sword', the swordsmanship is exquisite, every sword out, there is a posture of destroying the rain, with the potential of shaking the mountain, like a dragon chanting, and like a ghost crying." According to the old man's opinion, all the friends here today, if you want to consult with the prince of Luoyang, please come to the stage, and everyone will meet friends with martial arts until the end. If Childe's swordsmanship is really unbeatable, everyone will take Childe as the leader of the alliance, and will be willing to be sent in the future. If there is any brother who can defeat the long sword in the hands of the prince of the falling sun, this demon hunting alliance leader should also be ......"

"Let him be the leader of the alliance!" Before Shu Haotian could finish speaking, a bearded man in the audience jumped up and said.

When the audience heard this, they coaxed even more. One of them said: "According to the demon hunting conference, meeting friends with martial arts, whoever has the best martial arts will be the leader of the alliance." In the future, everyone will follow the alliance leader to subdue demons and eliminate demons, whether it is on the sword mountain or under the sea of fire, if you frown, you will not be a hero!"

Another person said: "Yes, yes, yes! I heard that Ji Tianyan, the leader of the Dayan Gang in Wanping Mansion, is alone in Yanbei, and the entire Wanping is invincible, Brother Ji, since you have arrived here today, why don't you go on stage to discuss a few tricks with the prince of Luoyang?"

The one who was called Ji Tianyan, the leader of the Dayan Gang, was the bearded man who had just jumped up to speak. At this time, Ji Tianyan was busy clasping his fists to the person who spoke: "Don't dare, don't dare, Ji's family kung fu is mainly based on fists and feet, and today he has a move with the son of Luoyang, so he naturally needs to make the sword expert play, I have heard for a long time that the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang in Huizhou Mansion, Hong Shenghai, is good at swordsmanship, Hong Gang Master, take advantage of this good opportunity today, and also let the brothers open their eyes and see your brother's wonderful swordsmanship......" In fact, the weapon used by the leader of the Flying Eagle Gang, Hong Shenghai, is a pair of iron short knives, but the swordsmanship is unheard of. Ji Tianyan hurriedly opened the conversation, sat down quickly before he finished speaking, and scolded secretly in his heart: "Okay, you Hong Shenghai, Lao Tzu doesn't come to look for your bad luck, you should entertain Lao Tzu first, wait for this matter, Lao Tzu must go to your Huizhou Mansion and give you some good looks!"

......

Just when the group of heroes were rubbing their hands and discussing a lot, they saw a middle-aged man with a white face and a slight beard and a scholar dressed as a scholar standing up leisurely, and said loudly: "All the benevolent brothers listen to me, today's demon hunting conference, the martial arts are all virtuous, the rivers and lakes are young and salty, on the bank of this vast smoke and waves, under the clear moonlight, form an alliance to punish demons, eliminate evil demons, protect my great cadres, and bless my people, such grand events will be able to pass on a martial arts story in the future! With benevolence and righteousness, profound Taoism, and excellent martial arts, this swordsmanship is even more first-class, just look at the world, who else can be more suitable for the position of the leader of the demon hunting alliance than the son of the falling sun? As for the martial arts competition, there will be opportunities in the future, and all the benevolent brothers must not be in a hurry, let alone listen to the treacherous bewitchment, fight in the same room, and drink hatred on the wall, and if it is spread out, it will inevitably be laughed at by the fellow people in the rivers and lakes......

The person who said this was Mo Qiuyu, the cave master of the Shuanghua Cave on Cloud Island, "Iron Mask Meilangjun". Qiu Yu shook the folding fan in his hand and smiled while twisting his beard, but his eyes were always staring at Wang Xingmin, the head of the Gale Wind Hall on the stage. The group of people in the audience heard Mo Qiuyu's words, some people agreed, some shook their heads and objected, and some people scolded, among them, the most scolded was naturally the "half-understood book fairy" Shu hatetian.

Wang Xingmin on the stage naturally understood when he heard this, and was about to step forward to speak, but he heard Luoyang next to him snort, and said coldly: "Luo's swordsmanship is common, and it doesn't hurt to let you see this demon hunting conference today, but I don't know which brother is willing to come to the stage, and Luo is self-dedicated." ”

Luoyang carried his hands on his back, his long body was jade, and a pair of bright eyes were half-open and half-closed, looking around, and his eyes were slightly open at the moment, but he stared directly at Shu Haotian.

At this time, the originally noisy demon hunting conference suddenly became extremely quiet, and all the heroes in the audience looked at Shu Hatian. Shuxian secretly scolded in his heart: "This group of pus, but no one dares to go up at a critical time!" At the moment, he turned his heart sideways and said proudly: "I have a little brother here, I heard that the name of the son of Luoyang is very admired, and he has the courage to come to power today, and he wants to ask the son for a lesson or two......"

Shu hated that he didn't finish speaking, raised his right foot, and made a move to "find flowers and ask willows" and kicked at Zhu Wuneng's ass beside him. Zhu Wucan's huge body took advantage of the momentum to fly up and fell fluttering on the wooden platform.

When Luoyang suddenly saw Zhu Wuineng's fat body flying onto the stage, he couldn't help but be stunned, and he couldn't help but sigh slightly when he saw Zhu Wucan's appearance clearly. I saw Zhu Wuneng wearing a square scarf on his head, stepping on green boots, wearing a long silk belt around his waist, and wearing a blue brocade gown. Looking at the weapon in Zhu Wuneng's hand again, Luoyang almost laughed, it turned out that what Zhu Wuneng was holding was a wooden-handled iron hoe that ordinary farmers were accustomed to.

Luoyang Zhengse said: "Who are you, what are you doing with an iron hoe?"

Zhu Wuneng said: "My name is Zhu Wuneng, and I will compete with you." If you lose, I'll have to let my eldest brother be the leader of this alliance!"

Luoyang felt funny, and was about to speak, but Wang Xingmin on the side couldn't bear it anymore, and shouted: "Where did you come from, stupid boy! Get a hoe on stage, is it looking for Lao Tzu's happiness! Don't you hurry up and get out with me!" Before Wang Xingmin finished speaking, he made a move to "borrow flowers to offer Buddha" and grabbed Zhu Wuneng's neck. Xingmin only said that the person standing in front of him was a confused young man, and he didn't want to hurt his life, so he only used a force, thinking that he could knock the other party off the stage with a slight mention.

Everyone in the audience was holding their breath and was waiting to watch a good show, when they saw Zhu Wuneng flying onto the stage for the first time, they all said that his martial arts were not weak, but he was so unbearable. Qunhao saw that Zhu Wuneng was about to fall off the stage before he could make a move, and some people scolded again and again, and some people sighed again and again, these people had different words and deeds, but they were all general thoughts: "We have worked hard to get here, and we can't get a lively one, what's the point of this demon hunting conference?"

When everyone shook their heads and felt bored, they saw a person flying down from the stage like a paper kite with a broken thread, and fell to the ground with a "bang". Although the man stood up as soon as he "turned over", his face was full of embarrassment and resentment. Under the light of the fire, everyone could see clearly that the person was none other than Wang Xingmin, the master of the Agni Fire Hall, who "swept the eight wildernesses with one leg".

Everyone was surprised, and in the stands, Zhu Wuneng had already opened the iron hoe and fought with the sunset. Under the moonlight, but seeing Zhu Wu's iron hoe whirling and flying, rushing forward and back, the moves opened and closed, and the momentum was fierce and fierce, and the sunset was retreating, and those who scolded and sighed before couldn't help but stand on the spot and stunned at this moment.

Luoyang secretly complained at this time, he saw that Zhu Wuneng only hit his left shoulder, and he had already knocked Wang Xingmin far away. He immediately raised his sword in his hand, and no longer dared to underestimate the bloated young man in front of him. At this time, Zhu Wucan's iron hoe had already arrived in the air, and the seemingly ordinary peasant iron hoe was smashed into the air quickly and unmistakably, accompanied by a sharp wind and strength, which made the sunset stagnant. Luoyang hurriedly made a move "Mountain Welcomes the Dawn", pushed forward with his left palm, flicked his right sword upward, and fought quickly to usher in Zhu Wuneng. Luoyang said in his heart: "Even if your martial arts are deeply hidden, you can also hold it up, and even make a wooden-handled hoe invite me to fight, see if I don't cut your iron hoe first!" But the strength on Zhu Wuneng's iron hoe is really strong, and before the Luoyang long sword touches the hoe handle, it is forced away by a gust of wind, only to hear a "ding" sound, and the long sword and the hoe intersect. Luoyang felt that the tiger's mouth was numb, and a three-foot Qingfeng sword in his hand was almost out of his hand, he hurriedly took a step back, and sighed in his heart: "What a strong force!"

It turned out that Zhu Wuneng was instructed by Shu Haotian in the inn during the day and learned three marksmanship. Shu hattian called these three moves of marksmanship "Xiang Wang three styles". The "Xiang Wang Three Styles" is the original famous marksmanship created by the overlord of Western Chu in the past years, although there are only three moves, but the moves are ruthless and fatal, and the end is domineering and fierce, and the extreme is fierce, plus the magic power of Xiang Wang is outstanding, because of the pre-battle, every three moves will pick the enemy general off the horse. Later generations called this marksmanship "Xiangwang three styles". It's just that in the past, what Xiang Yu made was a Xuantie Overlord gun, but now Zhu Wuneng chose a peasant iron hoe.

Zhu Wucan's first move is the first style of "Xiang Wang Three Styles", "pulling out the mountain". When Xiang Yu galloped on his horse, when he was facing the enemy, he raised the gun in the air and squeezed, a gun was stabbed out in nine parts, you prevent him from the left and he was on the right, and he was on the bottom if you prevented him. This shot was shot extremely fast, and the enemy general was often shot and fell to the ground before he could dodge. Back then, Xiang Yu didn't know how many heroes and heroes he had picked off with just this move, and a bully gun made countless opponents frightened. Now Zhu is incapable of wielding an iron hoe, a hoe on the left, a hoe on the right, a hoe on the previous one, and a hoe on the next, although the moves are clumsy, but the strength of the internal force is incomparable to the reincarnation of King Xiang. Luoyang returned to the nine swords one after another, each sword was a peerless study in Cangshan swordsmanship, but it was still difficult to stop the fierce internal force contained in Zhu Wucan's iron hoe, only to hear the iron hoe everywhere, the strong wind was blowing in his face, and his true qi couldn't help but be blocked, so he had to take a step back. Zhu Wucan't hit nine hoes in a row, and Luoyang retreated nine steps in a row.

Zhu Wuneng did not wait for the first style to be exhausted, reversed the iron hoe, and drew a large circle in the air, and the second type of "Xiang Wang Three Styles" was swung out. When Xiang Yu was besieged by thousands of troops and horses, he pulled the green horse under his crotch, drew a circle with a spear in his hand, stabbed in all directions, and the spear knocked down a large piece everywhere. Now that Zhu Wuneng has taken the lead, and at this moment, there is only one opponent on the field, Luoyang, he has a lot of time, swings the iron hoe, and countless small circles are born in the big circle. Luoyang saw dozens of spinning iron hoes swinging towards him, and he really couldn't think of a trick to deal with the enemy, so he had to raise his breath and retreat, but when he landed, he felt empty under his feet, and he secretly said: "Not good!", and his body had fallen from the side of the wooden platform.