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Song Yuanqiao has a great reputation in the martial arts, not only because of his martial arts, but also because of his benevolence and kindness, even if he is an enemy, he will be honored as Song Daxia. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as his words came out, everyone couldn't refuse, so they suppressed their anger and slowly retreated to their seats, their eyes still unwilling.

Zhang Wuji led Yang Xiao and the three of them to slowly come to Xiao Yuesheng, clasped his fists and bowed down, and said, "Mr. Xiao is fine, the kid is polite." ”

"Hehe, Sect Leader Zhang doesn't have to be polite, please sit down. Xiao Yuesheng's warm face smiled, waved his hand, and pointed to the chair beside him.

Zhang Wuji nodded, sat down as he said, glanced at Zhou Zhiruo who was wearing a veil, and bowed his head lightly, which was regarded as a greeting.

Xiao Yuesheng glanced at Zhao Min, touched her clear gaze, and smiled slightly, but Zhao Min gave him a roll of his eyes.

He seemed to say in his eyes, you did all these things, but now someone has carried the black nest, but are you satisfied? Zhao Min can read the meaning in his eyes, showing disdain.

Yang Xiao and the three of them glanced at Xiao Yuesheng, clasped their fists and arched their hands, and sat down next to Zhang Wuji, they had also seen Xiao Yuesheng, and they would not be surprised by the sect leader's respect for him.

But the people around him were amazed.

They didn't expect that the Demon Sect Leader, who was so powerful, was such a young and handsome person, and when they looked at Yue Jingting again, they couldn't help but sigh "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves".

Seeing that the Ming Sect's Sect advocate Wuji was so respectful to that Xiao Yuesheng, they were also quite surprised, presumably there must be a mystery in it, but ordinary people are afraid that it is difficult to know.

Song Yuanqiao's next words were full of their thoughts, and they couldn't help but show gratitude, Song Yuanqiao smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, have you met Wuji?"

When Zhang Wuji defeated the masters of the six major sects, Xiao Yuesheng was not there, he had already left everyone and returned to the West Lake in Lin'an, so Song Yuanqiao had this question.

"Uncle Song, Mr. Xiao has a life-saving grace for Wuji. Zhang Wuji opened his mouth and said with a smile, as for the specific situation, he would not say.

"I see!" Song Yuanqiao stroked his hair and said with a smile.

The three of Yang Xiao on the side couldn't help but be surprised, no wonder the sect leader was so polite, it turned out to be a life-saving benefactor, and he was also a benefactor of the Ming Sect.

After this episode, the ceremony continued, and there were some ceremonies, which were quite cumbersome, even if everyone watching the ceremony was good at martial arts, they were a little drowsy to watch.

Xiao Yuesheng sat there, surrounded by Li Ruoyun and their fragrances, smelling the faint fragrance on their bodies, but he didn't feel that it was so difficult.

Once the ceremony was completed, the feast began.

On the main seat, the heads and disciples of the six major sects, including Master Kongwen, plus Xiao Yuesheng and Zhang Wuji, formed a large table.

Li Ruoyun and the others are alone at the main table, and the people around them have no objections.

Everyone first saluted Yue Jingting, congratulating him on becoming the head of the Huashan faction, and then took turns drinking, without seeing the subtle relationship between them.

To say that the relationship between the few people at this table is really complicated, like the roots of an old tree, the branches are intertwined, intricate, and it is difficult to sort out for a while.

The Shaolin faction and the Wudang faction have always been at odds with each other, but they are only concerned about their reputation and each other's strength, maintaining peace on the surface, and the well water does not interfere with the river water.

More than ten years ago, Zhang Cuishan in the Wudang Seven Heroes killed several Shaolin faction people, and the Shaolin faction questioned Zhang Sanfeng face-to-face on his birthday, forcing him to tell him the whereabouts of the golden lion king Xie Xun, and faintly became an accomplice to Zhang Cuishan's suicide.

Later, Zhang Sanfeng personally led Zhang Wuji to visit Shaolin, wanting to seek Jiuyang Divine Skill to heal the injury of his Xuanming Divine Palm, but was ruthlessly refused, and the relationship between the two factions deteriorated.

But Shaolin Wudang is a giant wall of martial arts, with a vast sect, and it is easy not to act rashly, just like the two superpowers in later generations, with many scruples.

When the disciples of the two factions meet, although there will be no conflict, it is inevitable that they will compete in secret.

The Wudang faction and the Emei faction, because of the relationship between Guo Xiang Nuxia and Zhang Sanfeng, seem to be close, but in recent years, since the extermination master has been in charge of Emei, the Emei faction has been much more low-key, and the extermination master is even more arrogant, and the popularity is quite bad.

Moreover, because of the incident between Ji Xiaofu and Yin Liting, the two factions are even more entangled, but among the six major sects, they are the closest relationship.

The exterminator is quite polite to Wudang, but for the rest of the sects, he is not pretentious, so his popularity is not good, but because Emei Wudang is superb, no one dares to plunder it.

As for the Kunlun faction and the Huashan faction, they have already formed a big feud, and it is indeed not easy to come over this time, which shows that He Taichong and Ban Shuxian are very courageous.

And the Kongtong faction and the Emei faction, because of Xiao Yuesheng's relationship, are also faintly discordant, and the Emei faction also looks down on them, which angers them.

Xiao Yuesheng's Shuiyun faction is close to the Emei faction, and the same is true with Wudang, and now that Yue Jingting is the head of the Huashan faction, the relationship with the Huashan faction will naturally be much closer.

With the Shaolin, Kongtong and Kunlun factions, there are grudges, but with the Shaolin faction is a little more secret, Shaolin only suspects that the fall of Perak Hall has something to do with him, but he can't be sure, so the hostility is only if there is nothing.

However, half of the six major sects, the Shuiyun faction is already in his calculations, and he will never make friends with every sect, and there are enemies and friends, which is the key to the development of a sect.

At this table, everyone is stomping their feet, and the martial arts are about to tremble, and the eyes of the entire hall are gathered, but although everyone is smiling and amiable, their hearts are very complicated, and their eyes are looking at each other from time to time, looking for their own flaws.

The wine was half-drunk, everyone was already slightly drunk, even Song Yuanqiao was a little drunk, and they didn't force the wine to do anything, but just relied on their own bodies to bear it.

The people at this table are like this, and so are the rest of the wine tables, everyone pushes their glasses and changes their glasses, and they all drink a little high.

"Yang Xiao, come out...... You, you big devil, today I want to avenge my senior brother!" suddenly someone in the crowd shouted loudly and staggered out.

This person is burly, the top of his head is slightly bald, glowing with light, at this time, his steps are vain, his face is red, his ears are red, and he is spraying a strong smell of wine, everyone in the distance seems to be able to smell it, his eyes are fluttering, it seems that he has been trying to capture Yang Xiao's figure, but he can't do it.

Looking at his swaying appearance, Yang Xiao glanced at it lightly, still holding the silver wine glass, sipping slowly, as if he was disdainful, and had a proud demeanor.

"Yang Xiao! Yang Xiao...... Come out and die!" The burly man staggered, as if he was playing drunken fists, stretched out his hand and pointed at Yang Xiao, and shouted loudly, shaking the roof beams slightly.

It's just that his fingers are constantly changing directions, as if Yang Xiao is moving, but it is not Yang Xiao moving, but he himself is shaking.

Yang Xiao didn't seem to have seen it, it didn't seem to have heard it, just a faint sip of wine, and he didn't look at it, so that everyone in the hall couldn't help pinching a cold sweat for this person, at this time, Yang Xiao's expression was cold, the corners of his mouth drooped, and his eyes flashed, obviously angry.

A thin middle-aged man stood up, stepped forward to hold the man, and said softly: "Brother Xiahou, you are drunk, go back to the room to rest!"

This middle-aged man has a strange and handsome appearance, a good appearance, clear eyes, and a clear spirit, which is impossible to underestimate.

"Drunk?...... Hehe...... Hehe...... , I'm not drunk!" The man stretched out his finger and pointed at the middle-aged man in front of him, blindfolded, smirked, and then shook his hand and hissed: "Lao Tzu is going to kill someone today!"

"If you have that ability, even if you come to kill, you don't have to cry wolf like this!" Yang Xiao snorted coldly, pinched the silver wine glass, and glanced at the drunk......

"Good, good, very good!" the big man shook his body, gritted his teeth, his face was hideous, and the blood vessels on his neck were bulging, clearly visible, as if they were about to burst.

He tapped his fingers and shouted loudly: "Yang Xiao, if you have the guts, you will have a trick with your grandfather!"

"Noise!" Yang Xiao snorted angrily, put down the silver cup, and shook his body, as if he had stepped forward, and he had already arrived in front of him, and waved a palm.

The sound of "pop" is crisp and bright, and people can hear it and can't help but look at it.

Yang Xiao's figure flickered, still sitting back in place, as if he had never moved, only the burly man stood in a daze, and a slap print appeared on his red face, as if it was pressed on the beach.

Before this person could react, he touched his face blankly, his red eyes turned, and he roared: "I'll fight with you!"

After that, his body stood up, and he rushed towards Yang Xiao, who was sitting upright with a cup, with a swift body, and he couldn't see that it was bulky at all.

"Kill yourself!" Yang Xiao's eyes shot coldly, and he pressed the hilt of the sword, and the cold light flashed, stabbing everyone's eyes.

"When" the sound of gold and iron sounded, Yang Xiao's figure flickered, and the chair under him was short, and it was already broken.

He moved his legs, as if he had smoothed out a foot on the ice, and at the same time stood up straight, his long sword was already unsheathed, and he stared coldly at Li Ruoyun who was wearing a veil.

(To be continued)