Tong Baixiong and a group of Sun and Moon God Sect members can be said to be the faction with the largest number of people present, even the beggar gang that has always been known for its large number of people cannot be compared, the word "outnumbered people" is not in vain, not to mention that Tong Baixiong and his party are not just a lot of people, more than a dozen elders of the Sun and Moon God Sect are not for nothing, and they are all die-hard masters who have eaten the Three Corpse Brain Divine Pill, just ask if you are afraid!

Hu Fei and Dongfang Bai sat together, Tong Baixiong saw the two of them as soon as he came in, and he wanted to come forward to salute at that time, although he didn't know why his Dongfang brother became a woman and became the head of the Huangshan faction, but he still recognized this brother who had a fateful friendship with him at a glance.

Fortunately, Hu Fei and Dongfang Bai glanced at Tong Baixiong together, and Tong Baixiong's reaction was still very fast, and he reacted immediately, stopped in time, and turned to walk towards the open space with the banner of "Sun and Moon Divine Sect".

Since Tong Baixiong was walking towards the open space, the Sun and Moon God Sect members naturally followed him wherever they went, regardless of whether they recognized Dongfang Bai or not.

Tong Baixiong's movements were so small, and few people noticed it, except for Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng, who had already known, only Feng Qingyang of the Huashan faction and Xie Feng of the beggar gang seemed to have some awareness, thinking thoughtfully, the rest of the people did not lag behind, and even the people of the Huangshan faction did not feel anything strange.

After the Sun Moon Divine Sect entered, everyone pointed at them and discussed, after all, this Sun Moon Divine Sect has been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for many years, and the blood feud on their bodies is absolutely indispensable, even if they don't do it themselves, there will be people like Zuo Lengchan who use their banner to do some shady things, but since this Sun Moon Divine Sect is known as the Demon Sect, naturally it will not care about this kind of thing, but whenever this kind of thing happens, all of them will be carried down, and there is a big look of all the evil things that I do, if you have the ability, you come to me, if you don't have the ability, don't talk nonsense。

After that, it should be the entry of the Wudang faction and the Shaolin faction, this order must not be wrong, Shaolin and Wudang are two behemoths in today's martial arts, no one can shake it, but Shaolin is undoubtedly higher than Wudang, these two sects have their similarities, and their differences.

These two sects are big factions with a long history, but there are more than these two factions if they have a long history, and more importantly, although these two sects have gone through ups and downs after their birth, they have also had a time of slump, but they will soon rise again with the heritage left by their ancestors, unlike some sects that once they suffer heavy losses, they can never recover.

But the difference between these two factions is that one sect has become the number one sect in the world by relying on the accumulation of generations of predecessors over the years, while the other sect is relying on a genius that has not been met for a thousand years, and has become the world's leading faction, so in any case, the Wudang faction still has a long way to go if it wants to surpass the Shaolin faction, even if the two factions are not much different from each other in terms of martial arts, but among the people in the martial arts in the world, Shaolin is still higher than Wudang.

But the next person to enter was not the Wudang faction that everyone imagined, but more than a dozen men carrying swords and wearing Huashan faction uniforms.

Just when everyone was confused, Yue Buqun hurriedly greeted him and said loudly: "Senior Brother Feng, Senior Brother Cheng, you are here too!"

Feng Buping looked at Yue Buqun and snorted coldly, and ignored him, but he didn't speak ill of Yue Buqun in front of everyone's eyes, but walked quickly towards the people in Huashan, and saluted an old man in a green robe: "Uncle Feng, the disciple of the Sword Sect Feng Buping, I have seen Uncle Feng!"

Cheng Buxian, Cong Buqi and others, who were following behind Feng Buping, bowed down and saluted together, and said in unison: "Huashan Sword Sect has seen Uncle Feng!"

The color on Yue Buqun's face was very ugly, and he maintained the posture of saluting Feng Buqun, and paused for a while, but fortunately, Yue Buqun was also a qualified leader, and he just laughed at himself at the moment, didn't say anything, and returned to the crowd of Huashan faction.

Feng Qingyang looked at Yue Buqun's actions, nodded secretly, waved his hand at Feng Buqun and said, "No courtesy, let's enter the column first, let's talk about it after the meeting between us is over, and the people in the province will look at the joke!"

Feng Buping nodded at Feng Qingyang, and then whispered a few words to Cheng Buxian and Cong Buyi, then retreated to Yue Buqun's side, standing side by side, the disciples of the Huashan Sword Sect also entered the camp of the Huashan Sect, and the disciples of the Qi Sect saw that the master and the master did not speak, so they acquiesced to the entry of the disciples of the Sword Sect.

When all the disciples of the Sword Sect stood still, everyone realized that there was a clear boundary between the two sects, and the disciples of the two sects neither talked nor looked at each other, as if there were no such people around.

Yue Buqun looked at Feng Buping beside him and knew that he was competing with him as the head of the Huashan Sword Sect, but there was Feng Qingyang, this uncle, who was not good at attacking him, and in front of everyone, the ugliness of the family was not easy to publicize, although now the entire Jianghu knew the contradiction between the two sects, but it was one thing to know it, and it was another thing to fight in public.

Feng Buping noticed Yue Buqun's gaze, but he still didn't squint, and he didn't look like he wanted to communicate with Yue Buqun at all.

The people in the rivers and lakes can start talking.

"It turns out that this is the legendary Huashan Sword Sect!"

"It's not fake, it's not fake, looking at the appearance of the first person, it should be the head of the Sword Sect!"

"Yes, yes, it is said that this person has a strong wind and fast sword in his hand, and he can already compete with the Zixia Divine Skill of the head of the Qi Sect!"

"That old man in the green robe is the Sword Saint Feng Qingyang!"

"It looks like a momentum, and he is worthy of being an immortal master of the peerless swordsmanship "Dugu Nine Swords"!"

"Hehe, this time the turmoil in "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is really not small, even a master like the Wind Sword Saint who has long retired to the mountains and forests has been shocked!"

"That's, that's, this world is not for fun!"

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A group of people in the rivers and lakes were talking and talking, and when Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng saw each other, they hurriedly arranged for the Wudang faction to be present, so as to suppress the posture of this discussion.

After a while, the Wudang faction appeared on the scene, the first person had a white beard, a Taoist on his head, a black and white Taoist robe, a long sword in his hand, riding on a small green donkey, and at first sight, he looked like a master outside the world and a living immortal in the world.

This is Chongxu Dao Chief, he is followed by dozens of disciples in Wudang Taoist robes, although the number is not much, but it is definitely not easy to deal with, they are all easy, at a glance, you can know that this group of people's qi cultivation kung fu has penetrated into the bone marrow, even if the Wudang faction only comes one person, everyone does not dare to have the slightest contempt.

Entering the venue, Chongxu Daoist turned over and got off the donkey, and first saluted in the direction of the Huashan faction, everyone knew that this salute was done towards the wind Qingyang, and it was not surprising, after all, when the wind was clear and the rivers and lakes were crossed, Chongxu was still a little Taoist boy.

After saluting, the head of Chongxu Dao took the people of the Wudang faction and walked to the place where the banner of the Wudang faction was erected.

After waiting for the Wudang faction to enter, the Shaolin faction immediately entered, after all, the difference in strength between the two factions is not large, if the Shaolin faction is unwilling to enter, it will not give the Wudang faction face, not only will not give the Wudang faction face, but also not give the face of the whole martial arts, everyone is here, why should everyone wait for you, even if you have a big Shaolin family, you can't slap people in the face like this.

Master Fangzheng of the Shaolin faction entered the venue with dozens of bald heads, and he also saluted the wind like a chongxu dao chief, and then walked to his own position.

Seeing that all the sects had already entered, Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng walked to the high platform made of earth in the center of the venue, which was not high, about only one and a half people in height, but it was large enough to accommodate more than fifty people to sit in peace, covered with a huge red cloth, and everyone couldn't see what was put in it.

Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng walked to the high platform as landlords, and the people in the martial arts have no opinions, after all, this venue is arranged by others, and if you don't listen to other people's arrangements, do you want to raise a knife and cut it now, jokes, I haven't seen it yet!

When Mo Da and Liu Zhengfeng walked to the high platform, they first saluted the people in the martial arts with their fists, and everyone also stood up and saluted back, as for whether they could see it, it was none of their business.

After the ceremony was over, Mo Da took a step forward and took the lead in speaking: "Thank you fellow martial arts practitioners for coming tirelessly to participate in the golden basin handwashing conference where my junior brother Liu Zhengfeng withdrew from the martial arts, the reason for this conference must be known to everyone, presumably no one will take my Wuyue Order Flag to stop this conference this time!"

As soon as Mo Da's words fell, the martial arts people under the high stage let out bursts of knowing laughter.

There were also people laughing while looking at the Songshan faction.

Zuo Lengchan blushed and let out a cold snort, which could be regarded as a tacit acquiescence to the great words.

Seeing that Zuo Lengchan didn't make a sound to refute, Mo Da quietly relaxed the hand pressed on the thin sword at his waist, took a step back, and gave Liu Zhengfeng a place.

Liu Zhengfeng saw the great move and knew that it was time for him to speak, only to see him take a step forward and say loudly: "Liu Zhengfeng thanks all the martial arts colleagues for coming to cheer, this contemptible withdrawal from the martial arts must be known to everyone knows the reason, here Liu Zhengfeng thanked you for your tolerance and let my Liu family have a way out!"

Speaking of this, Liu Zhengfeng's voice changed, and he didn't let some people have a chance to make trouble, and then said: "Of course, Liu also knows that just relying on my humble name this time is not worth bothering everyone to go all the way to this experience!"

The martial arts people in the audience received one after another: "Liu Sanye is polite!" "Liu Sanye, you are humble!"

When the voice in the audience was a little quieter, Liu Zhengfeng mustered up his internal strength and said: "This time, we will gather together, and we will first set the name, it is better to call it - Martial Arts Conference!"

When everyone in the audience heard this, they all made friends, and the statement of this martial arts conference was only circulated in private before, and now it can be regarded as an official characterization.

Liu Zhengfeng and Mo Da glanced at each other, nodded to each other, and one of them reached out and grabbed the corner of the red cloth covering the high platform, and tore it hard, only to hear the sound of "second", the red cloth was torn into two sections, and floated towards the stage.

On the high platform, twelve Taishi chairs made of fine sandalwood appeared.

Liu Zhengfeng pointed to the twelve Taishi chairs and said............