The air outside the courtyard is fresh, the sun shines through the trees, and the birds chirp in the branches.

Li Zhihua took two deep breaths, bowed slightly to the mansion, seemed to smile sadly, and then took out the mask given by Shi Yulong from the bag and put it on his face......

The Hanging Sky Peak is steep and dangerous, and there is an armed cultist every half zhang in the mountain, standing in the spot, like a sculpture.

In front of the Hanging Sky Peak Palace, the "Sacred Hall" is majestic and majestic, several zhang carved railings and jade masonry in front of the hall, and two soft ladders are hung downward, so that people can place the upper and lower peaks. Two feet below the bar, an empty field, can accommodate 10,000 people.

Shen Xue sat on a chair with a canopy, facing the public, looking arrogant and cold......

On her left and right, Yuan Yi, Zuo Sha Luo, the three Dharma kings, and other elders and hall masters were all dressed brightly.

The yellow flag on her back is erected, and the word "saint" in front of the flag is surrounded by a flame pattern, swinging in the wind.

Looking at it from afar, it makes people look up to the mountains and can't help but be respected......

Empty field under the peak.

The group of heroes gathered, and the black pressure was pressed. There is an open space in front of it, and a row of people sits with their backs to them. One in the middle was a warrior from the Western Regions, with a burly figure and a fierce face, and on the left and right were two women of the same state with curly hair, and next to them were Ruan Jinfeng and the leaders of other sects.

Ruan Jinfeng looked refreshed, with infinite spring, and was dressed up in an extraordinary way.

Li Zhihua squeezed into the crowd, suddenly saw Ruan Jinfeng, and was so shocked that he couldn't help touching his mask.

On each side of the open field, dozens of drummers stood in a line.

Hearing the sound of a cannon, the drummers on both sides began to beat the drums, and the drums shook the sky, and then the music followed.

The drums stopped, and out of the back came a middle-aged man about forty years old and elegant-looking, this person was dressed as a master of ceremonies, and he was the elder Zhong Bailiu in the sect.

Zhong Bailiu walked to the center of the field, made a quartet, and said in a loud voice: "Friends of the rivers and lakes, martial arts heroes, Zhong is very honored to be the host of this celebration of the new head of the Holy Fire Sect. This gathering of heroes is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for many years, and before the celebration is about to begin, Zhong first announced the doctrine of my "Holy Fire Sect". The Holy Religion saves the world with compassion and blesses the world. With a discerning eye to penetrate all things in the world, all living beings can get their shelter, and only then can they get today. However, the world has always been up and down, and it is extremely difficult to be peaceful. To this end, in accordance with the divine order of the Lord of the Nine Heavens, with the purpose of saving the people of the world, I specially sent my "Holy Fire Sect Master" to make Manlevitto easy to cover the sky, and on April 18 of the year of Si, he took charge of our sect and served as the twelfth life leader of our sect......

When this remark was made, most people applauded. There are also many people of insight who are angry and silent, and look at those who cheer.

In order to strengthen our religion and spread the benevolence and kindness of the Holy Lord, Zhong Mou hereby proclaimed to all the heroes the wise and wise orders of this religion.

Zhong Bailiu took out a piece of paper from his sleeve and unfolded it:

The Holy Oracle of the Missionary: Those who are willing to obey the decree of the Holy Lord, and those who dare to calm the chaos in the world, this religion sincerely recruits elders, hall masters, incense masters, association masters, helmsmen and deputies, so as to resonate with the Holy Fire Cult and the great prosperity of the world, and will not replace them for ten thousand years!

The crowd was in an uproar. Many people asked loudly: How to deal with the tricks, let's talk about it......

Zhong Bailiu: As long as any hero can be undefeated with the Great Elder of Bandal for fifty moves, (when he said this, he pointed his hand to the warrior of the Western Regions sitting in the middle of the row behind him,) he could be honored as the elder of this sect, those who were undefeated in thirty moves could be appointed as the hall master, those who were undefeated in ten moves could be appointed as the master of incense, and so on.

Ban Dal took off his robe, walked to the center of the field, and said in a half-baked Central Plains dialect: I have heard for a long time that the martial arts of Middle-earth are different, and there are many strange people like stars.

A man: Is it Wenbi or Wubi?

Many people with good deeds chirped and shouted: Since people say that they are undefeated within a few dozen moves, of course it is a martial arts competition! What is there to see in culture, or is it enjoyable to compete in martial arts! Whoever says Wenbi again, I will his eighteenth generation ancestor!

The crowd shouted: Yes, Wubi, Wubi......

Zhong Bailiu asked the person just now: Since all the heroes say that they love Wubi, they can only listen to them. Everyone said that they wanted to compete in martial arts, but I don't know which hero came to the scene to compete with Elder Bandal?

The group of people heard and asked, and when they glanced at each other, they were speechless.

Suddenly, a middle-aged man with a tall and thin figure, slightly yellow skin, and a serious illness came out of the crowd: I'll compare with him first!

Elder Zhong clasped his fist at him and smiled slightly: "Hero's surname?

This person waved his hand: It's not too late to sign up for the surname after the comparison!

Zhong Bailiu waved his left hand horizontally: Okay! Hello! Hero, please!

The man smiled at Ban Baoer, saw that the other party was about to reply, suddenly approached, first punched out, and then punched together, extremely fierce, and kept counting tricks in his mouth: one, two, three, four......

When the heroes saw this, they all laughed......

Ban Tur was furious: "Devil, madman, madman!" It shouldn't be like this......

When Ban Jie Er heard the other party shouting the seventh move, his body turned upside down, flashed behind the man's back, grabbed the back collar with his backhand, and threw his luck upward: You madman, to hell!

The man was thrown into the air like a straw and smashed into the pile.

The people below were afraid of being affected, so they hurriedly dodged, and Deng Jiang let out an open space.

Li Zhihua was very close to this, and at that moment he secretly pushed up with a palm, holding the man up, slowly retracting his strength, and the person pounced before he fell safely.

Ban Tur laughed, and was amazed to see that this man had landed safely.

The man got up from the ground, his face pale with fright, his whole body trembling, and he suddenly said: This bird...... Birdman is good...... It's so big......

Ban Duer shook his head back and forth, and said contemptuously: It is rumored that the Central Plains is a state of etiquette, and the four words of "benevolence, righteousness, propriety, and morality" are the most important, but what I see today is very contrary to what I have heard, and it is not admirable, and it is not admirable......

At this time, another person came out of the group of heroes: Who said that our Central Plains martial artists are the same as that person? You have seen a black pig once, it does not mean that all pigs are black! I will teach you your Excellency's tricks!

The heroes all laughed and complained: How did this kid make an analogy?

Ban Pier, Zhong Bailiu and other members of the congregation listened and laughed.

Bandal: Okay, then I'll see what you can do as a white pig!

This person flashed to the side and put on a humble and polite posture: Courtesy in front, please give your Excellency a move! (Saying that he dodged the other party's blow, he still had the same posture) Polite three moves, and then it is not too late to accompany the high skills, which is convenient for the unique heroic martial arts of the Central Plains martial arts!

Bandal: Another utterly madman!(Without waiting for the other party to return the move, he slapped out with both palms.) ）

The palm was powerful, the man's voice fell, there was no room to dodge, and he was shot two feet away when he landed, blood spurted wildly in his mouth, and he was paralyzed to the ground, and life and death were unpredictable for a while.

The group of heroes was moved for a while, and lamented the man's full pedantry: It is really a shame for our Central Plains martial arts, how can these two people take the lead......

People like this should be killed if they are killed!(Although the heroes complained, no one dared to stand up anymore.) ）

Li Zhihua was secretly angry and wanted to stand up and fight.

Suddenly, a man in his thirties and forties, carrying a long knife, and with an angry face in the crowd, angrily accused: Is this a meeting of friends with force? I can see that it is a life-and-death struggle! What are you saying about mercy in the world, but what are you doing? Ruthless, fierce, and cruel! In this way, who can trust the so-called "holy" word of your holy religion? Hmph! Just stealing your name and deceiving the world!

Zhong Bailiu endured his hatred and anger, and sneered: If you want to be safe and sound or keep your profits and protect Tai, what kind of rivers and lakes will you break into? Some people who sell their fame and reputation just want to try their luck and mix into this sect, and the corpse is not at all material for the benefit of the public, it is purely the scum of the Central Plains martial arts! This sect is the largest sect in the rivers and lakes, and it is far more famous than the head of an ordinary sect, not to mention the two major positions of elder and hall master! If you want to become a hero among the people by a moment of luck and luck, the order of the head of this sect is to sincerely recruit learned people from all over the world, pull out rhino elephants, spit out the old and accept the new, which can be described as abolishing the old rules and opening up a new river, which is praised and congratulated by the world. Don't you ignore it?

Bandal and the rest of the congregation then burst into laughter.

This man was annoyed and angry, and scolded: Lao Tzu doesn't want to be some stinky elder and stinky hall master, and share the cave with you dogs, disciples, men and beasts! ）

Zhong Bailiu was shocked and scolded: Who is the evil thief, who dares to insult the Holy Spirit, this is to blame, and he is innocent!

The man ignored him, and pointed his knife at Ban Pier: The thief quickly come up and get the knife!

Ban Pier disdainfully: I'll take you empty-handed and try a few tricks, I'm afraid that your knife is made of clay!hahaha......

The laughter continued, Ban Pal's long fist went straight to the man's chest, suddenly turned his fist into a grab, to lock the opponent's throat, and then violently fell on the cat, swept out of the legs, and took out two fingers with his left hand, poking at the opponent's lower pubic place.

The man couldn't throw the knife for a while, and was forced into chaos by the opponent's several quick moves, and Deng was swept to the ground. Immediately bounced up, faced the opponent, and slashed with a knife.

Ban Duer sneered: The Central Plains martial arts are just Erer, just bragging!

Ban Pier faced the machete and slashed horizontally, and with a "dang" sound, the long knife was knocked away by his palm, followed by a move "Daigo Empowerment", and his right palm slammed down on the opponent's Tianling Gai.

Li Zhihua was just about to fly to the rescue, when he suddenly heard a deafening burst of wild laughter in mid-air, and then echoed out of the valley. This sound is like a brittle thunderbolt, which makes people overflow with blood and uncomfortable.

Before the crowd could see the laughing man, they heard two screams on the field, and Banpar's huge body had been struck more than two feet away, and blood was flowing from his mouth, and the man who was fighting with him suddenly fell from mid-air and smashed on many people, and he was already dead.