Guo Jing brought Yang Guo into the hall again and met Huang Rong, Hong Qigong and others.

"Is it really too much?" Huang Rong also showed a look of joy.

"This son is Yang Kang's descendant, and he looks very similar to Yang Kang. Hong Qigong ate and glanced back at Yang Guo.

Guo Jing then greeted Wang Yue and introduced it to everyone: "This Wang Dao Chang is Guo'er's master, Qiu Zhenren's high apprentice. ”

Wang Yue smiled modestly: "Where is it, I dare not be ashamed." ”

It's getting night.

Lujiazhuang inside and outside are all lanterns, brilliant candles. The halls and courtyards of the whole village are full, and the famous masters of the Central Plains martial arts, the martial arts heroes, have come to more than half, which can be described as the grandest banquet in decades. This is also the result of Guo Jing and Huang Rong's fame, as well as the chivalrous courage of martial arts people all over the world.

Wang Yue and Yang Guo sat next to the chairman, and those sitting at the main table were Guo Jing, Huang Rong, Hong Qigong and others. Wang Yue drank wine and looked out of the hall from time to time.

On the occasion of tonight's grand event, I wonder if the Golden Wheel will come. It's just that Huo was killed by himself in advance, and at this time, Hong Qigong here changed Yang Guo's fate by himself, and by the way, he didn't fight with Ouyang Feng to die with all his internal strength, everything has changed too much, and it is difficult for him to predict how tonight's hero conference will go.

However, the unpredictable is more interesting!

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but see Wu Xiuwen gradually walking towards Yang Guo, with a cunning expression, obviously with bad intentions. reminded Yang Guo on the side.

"Master, don't worry! Just his three-legged cat kung fu, he will definitely suffer a loss in the future. ”

Yang Guo also noticed it, winked mischievously at Wang Yue, and said in a low voice.

Fortunately, before the main meal begins, there is also some fun!

"Brother Yang, you've been quite proud of your life in the Quanzhen Sect all these years, right?

Wu Xiuwen poured two large glasses of wine and walked over, handed Yang Guo a glass, drank all the wine in his cup, and looked at Yang Guo.

Yang Guo also picked up the wine, raised his head and drank it all.

At this time, Wu Xiuwen suddenly stretched out his right index finger and pointed it towards Yang Guo's waist. This Wu Xiuwen has just learned a yang finger, and he can't see the position where Yang Guo is sitting here, so he wants to show off, poke Yang Guo's laughing hole, and want Yang Guo to make a fool of himself. However, today's Yang Guo is higher than Yang Guo's martial arts at this time in the original book, and with this martial arts cultivation three-legged cat kung fu, it is undoubtedly self-defeating.

With a finger, Yang Guo twisted slightly, easily avoided it, and when he put down the wine glass, his left hand quickly clicked on Wu Xiuwen's laughing hole, and a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he sat back in his position.

On the other hand, Wu Xiuwen was stunned for a moment and returned to his seat. Then he danced and laughed, and he couldn't stop at all.

This scene immediately attracted the surrounding guests, all of whom paid attention, and after Guo Jing and Huang Rong saw it, they frowned one after another, revealing their displeasure.

"Xiao Wu! What kind of system is it on such an occasion!" Guo Jing shouted.

"What's wrong with you!" Guo Fu and Wu Dunru looked at him puzzled.

"I... Ha... Yang Guo... Ha ha... That kid... Ha ha... Ordered the acupuncture point... Haha..."Wu Xiuwen couldn't stop laughing at all, although he tried his best to hold back, his face was still red.

Wang Yue glanced over there and sneered, this kind of jumping clown no longer pays attention.

Then Guo Jing got up to observe, explained his acupoints, and said to the martial arts people present: "Forgive me! The Heroes Conference is here, let's discuss how to resist the danger of the Mongol Tatar invasion?"

As soon as these words came out, the martial arts people present suddenly diverted their attention, and most of the people present were bloody men, thinking about the worries of national affairs, and began to discuss one after another.

"The so-called snake has no head, I think we should recommend a leader, a martial arts hero who everyone is convinced, to lead us to the great thing of getting rid of the Mongolian Tartar!" A voice came out, and everyone nodded in agreement when they heard it, which is a good move.

"So who is chosen to be the leader?" said a middle-aged man.

"What's so difficult about this! In the martial arts, the Eastern Evil, the Western Poison, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Beggar, and the Central Divine Power have always been the leaders of the martial arts. Among them, the one who makes me extremely convinced and admired is none other than the old man of Bei Qihong, he is also here today, everyone will serve him as the leader of this martial arts alliance!"

Everyone clapped their hands in agreement, Hong Qigong sat on the main seat, but kept waving his hand, and said: "The old flower likes to travel the world, it's okay to kill the Mongolian Tartars alone, but it's not okay to be the leader!"

"Senior Hong doesn't need to shirk, only you are the most convincing here, who can be better than you!"

"That's it!"

Everyone, you say a word to me, and recommend Hong Qigong as the leader of the martial arts alliance, so it's not lively.

Unexpectedly, there was a noise outside, and everyone in the hall heard it clearly, and turned to look out of the hall.

The sound of the horn striking the chime was intermittent, and dozens of Mongolian lamas wearing red robes and high noses and deep eyes came one after another, and there were many Mongolian warriors behind them, and at the front were a big lama wearing a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, with a deep brain.

Wang Yue saw that this Golden Wheel Dharma King had indeed come.

"What kind of people are these, dressed in strange clothes, not like people from Middle-earth, right?"

"Look at what they are wearing, they are lamas from Mongolia, but I don't know what the Heroes Conference is?"

Many martial arts figures in the village, looking at this group of Mongolian lamas who suddenly arrived, couldn't help but start talking in a low voice.

"Which one is the owner here!

I only heard that the extremely tall and thin yellow-robed lama who was the leader of this group of Mongolian lamas, that is, the Golden Wheel Dharma King, said in a deep voice, not loud, but it made everyone present hear it clearly as if they were hearing it.

Suddenly, many martial arts people were shocked, and they stopped speculating and talking, and looked at the Golden Wheel Dharma King who spoke.

Even Guo Jing, Huang Rong and Hong Qigong are all upright.

The yellow-robed lama just said a word, but it contained an incomparably strong internal force, so that the martial arts people in the surrounding hall could hear it clearly. This terrifying strength should not be underestimated.

Guo Jing stood up at this time.

"In Xia Guo Jing, he is a person in charge. Guo Jing hugged his fist at him, and the Golden Wheel Dharma King's eyes suddenly shot out a fine light, and his face was solemn.

"It turns out that you are Guo Jing!"

"Awards!" Guo Jing said: "A hero conference is being held here, I don't know why Your Excellency is here today?"

"My master is here for the martial arts alliance leader of your Hero Conference!" Darba said from the side.

His Holiness stood there with a solemn face.

Wow -

As soon as the words came out, the surrounding martial arts people were in an uproar, the arrival of this Mongolian lama, what they thought was not a good thing, the Great Song Dynasty and Mongolia can now be described as a national enmity, and today they came here to figure out, and it was really ill-intentioned.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong both sank in their hearts, this heroic conference was originally to attract Mongolian masters to come, and now these Mongolian lamas are not the masters sent by Mongolia?

"My master is the first protector of Mongolia, King Jinlun, the first in the world in martial arts, your martial arts alliance master, my master should do it!" Darba said beside him.

"The Mongolian National Teacher, King Jinlun!"

Guo Jing and Huang Rong glanced at each other, no wonder the martial arts were so unfathomable, it was the Mongolian national teacher who came in person.

"What Mongolian national teacher, if you want to sit on the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, you also have to ask us if we are willing!"

"That's it! I have many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, and there is also the leader of the Hong Lao Gang, who is known as the five unique 'Northern Beggars', and a Mongolian lama dares to claim to be the first in the world, and he is not afraid to laugh off his big teeth!"

The surrounding martial arts heroes were in an uproar, this Mongolian lama claimed to be the first in the world in martial arts, and he was really shameless.

Hearing the dissatisfaction and ridicule of the surrounding martial arts people against him and others, King Jinlun was slightly angry in his heart. However, when I heard that the Northern Beggar, Hong Qigong, was here, he looked at an old beggar not far in front of him, and he couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart.

However, the Golden Wheel Dharma King is arrogant and arrogant, and he never thinks that he will be lower than the martial arts of the Central Plains Five Uniques, and today he has to compare with the previous one!

"I have heard for a long time that the five peers of the Central Plains are all martial arts masters, and today the poor monks should ask for advice!" King Jinlun folded his hands, looked at Hong Qigong, and spoke in a deep voice.

"Since you all elected Hong Qigong as the leader of the martial arts alliance, then I will compete with him, if I win, the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance will be sat by the poor monk!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King's voice was like a bell, and he opened his mouth in a deep voice, revealing a strong momentum and confidence in every word.

"It's okay! In the past, they destroyed the five ugly people in Tibet, and seeing that their kung fu was also good, they had long wanted to compare with their ancestor King Jinlun. Hong Qigong said: "I met it today, but I also followed the wish of the old flower!"

As the master of the five ugly people in Tibet, Darba heard that his five apprentices were killed by Hong Qigong, and he couldn't help but be furious and wanted to rush forward to take revenge.

"Don't be impulsive! you're not his opponent, let him be the teacher!" said King Jinlun to stop Darba.

The martial arts heroes present all stood up, these two people want to compete and win the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, the scene is extremely exciting, how can you miss it!

Hong seniors as a martial arts master, martial arts to achieve the supernatural, unfathomable realm, this Mongolian division is only a small hand, the internal force is unfathomable, that strength is also close to the five uniques, such the world's top figures will win or lose, it is not yet known. Although most of them think that the old Hong seniors will win.

The hall is very spacious, everyone also let go of an open place, in a row, Wang Yue and Yang Guo are hidden in the martial arts crowd, the Golden Wheel Dharma King did not recognize, this rare battle, he wants to take a look, maybe he can be inspired, and then step into that half step.

"Please!"

The Golden Wheel Dharma King didn't dare to hold it up, the other party was a senior in the Central Plains martial arts, and said politely.

"Let's do it. ”

Hong Qi is fair. The identity is there, so let the Golden Wheel Dharma King do it first.

Off the field, Guo Jing and Huang Rong both looked solemn, this battle was related to the position of the leader of the Central Plains Martial Arts Alliance, and it also included the morale of the martial arts people to resist the Mongol invasion, and they were also very nervous.

Whew-

The Golden Wheel Dharma King took the lead in making a move, and as soon as he made a move, he was going all out, and the five rounds of big rotation were as fast as flying, and the disk was spinning, all of which contained thousands of catties of strength, and rushed towards Hong Qigong.

Hong Qigong's steps sank, his chest was protruding, his hands were in front of him, and he suddenly pushed out.

Suddenly, a supreme masculine force erupted from the palm of his hand, and the faint wind howled and vibrating, knocking all five wheels from the Golden Wheel Dharma King away. The remaining momentum is endless, and it hits the door directly. The Golden Wheel Dharma King was shocked in his heart, and hurriedly struck out with his palm, scattering this fierce force.

"This Northern Beggar Hong Qigong, martial arts are really unfathomable!"