After Zuo Lengchan settled down a few younger brothers who had just been subdued, he took the Songshan disciples who came with him and rushed to Hejiabao day and night, and it was already the evening of the next day. At this time, the Taishan faction, the Huashan faction, and even the farthest Hengshan faction had already arrived, and the Songshan faction, which was the closest to the road, had fallen behind. However, the Hengshan faction is in decline, the Huashan faction has only experienced an infighting a few years ago, and it has not eased up, although the Taishan faction has many people, but there are few masters. At present, the strongest of the Wuyue Sword Sect, that is, the Songshan Sect, Zuo Lengchan naturally has the qualifications to be late. Zuo Lengchan himself naturally thinks so.

Pity... Zuo Lengchan guessed the beginning correctly, but did not guess the end correctly. After listening to Zuo Lengchan's explanation, the Yuxuan Taoist of the Taishan faction, the Mingxin Shitai of the Hengshan faction, and Mr. Song Er of the Hengshan faction believed it or not, but on the surface, they all deeply understood this, but the only thing that he guessed wrong was Zhou Budo's reaction.

"Just a few little thieves, if you are impatient, you dare to move to the head of the famous Songshan faction disciple? You have to give us an explanation, if you really can't even handle a bunch of little thieves, then it is better to retreat your Songshan faction's sphere of influence to the east for a hundred and eighty miles, and I will take care of it for you!" Zhou Budo sat firmly on the chair, and did not stand up and step forward to greet him like the other three, but counted the tea leaves in the teacup, and seemed to feel that the tea leaves in this cup were more attractive to him than Zuo Lengchan.

"You!" Zuo Lengchan didn't expect Zhou Budo to be so faceless, he thought that the Huashan faction was in a big disaster, Zhou Budo should be more restrained, but he never thought that Zhou Budo would still have that stinky temper. He even put the tacit division of forces of the Wuyue Sword Sect on the table, and asked his own Songshan faction to retreat its sphere of influence by 180 miles and hand it over to the Huashan faction to take care of it? What does this mean? Do you really think that the Huashan faction is last year's Huashan faction?

"What am I, can I manage it?" "Well!" Zhou Budo put the tea cup on the table heavily, and the tea leaves scattered on the table. At this time, Yue Buqun happened to walk in from outside, and said in his ear: "Senior brother in charge, something is wrong." ”

Seeing that the two were about to fight, the Ming Xin Master, who was the landlord, wanted to come out to play a round, but the Hengshan faction was the weakest of the Wuyue Sword Sect because of its proximity to the Black Wood Cliff, the head of the Demon Sect, so naturally he couldn't say anything in front of the two strongest factions of the Wuyue Sword Sect. Suddenly, Master Mingxin remembered that the Taoist people of Yuxuan were present, although the Taoist priests of the Taishan faction were mainly cultivators, and their martial arts were not very strong, but in terms of the number of disciples and the foundation in the court, they were much stronger than the Songshan faction and the Huashan faction. Even the patriarch of the Taishan faction, Dongling Dao, has a lot of connections with the seven sons of Quanzhen, before the establishment of the Wuyue Sword School, the movement between the two factions has never been less, and even the Wuyue Sword School was created at the beginning, which is the strength of the two factions of Huashan and Taishan.

Yuxuan Taoist understood, and hurriedly came out to play a round, "Don't be angry, don't be angry." This matter is not a big deal, so let's talk about the dynamics of the Demon Sect first. Master Zhou, what do you say?"

Zhou Budo raised his eyebrows, "What Senior Uncle Yuxuan said is reasonable, so I won't mention the matter of Senior Brother Zuo's deliberate lateness." Let's talk about the Demon Cult first. Just now, Senior Brother Yue got a new move from the Demon Sect and came to report it. Something went wrong. ”

"Oh?" Mingxin Shitai, Yuxuan Daoren, Song Er, and Zuo Lengchan asked in unison.

"Senior Brother Yue, say it. Zhou Budo waved his right hand and motioned for Yue Buqun to tell the news in front of the masters of the four factions.

Yue Buqun nodded to show that he understood, walked to the center of the room, and took out a map from his arms, "I just got the news, gather the main force of the Demon Sect in Taiyuan, I don't know why." A large part of them suddenly disappeared under the leadership of Xiang Wentian and Qin Bangwei, and there was no place to go. The head of the Demon Sect, I Xing, led part of the army to gallop towards Jiezhou. ”

"What? At such a critical and important moment, the two important figures of the Demon Sect are not there? and they still don't know where to go? This..."Yuxuan Daoist was taken aback, turned his head to Zuo Lengchan and said, "Senior Nephew Zuo, what do you think about this?"

"Uncle Yuxuan, there must be a big secret in this matter. Zuo Lengchan lowered his head and muttered: "If it weren't for the Demon Sect and the infighting again?" No, the three generations of Xiang Wentian's ancestors and grandchildren have been working for the Demon Sect, and everything in the Xiang family has been taught by the Sun and Moon God, and Xiang Wentian has not been in contact with someone before? It's difficult, it's difficult, and the nephew really can't figure out what Xiang Wentian is doing. ”

A son of the He family helped Zhou Budo clean the table, replaced it with a cup of hot tea that had just been brewed, and exited the door with a tablecloth and tray. Zhou Budo picked up the teacup, blew off the tea leaves floating on the surface of the tea, and took a sip of tea, "This tea is good, you uncles and uncles and junior brothers Zuo, you can also taste it?"

"You... We are discussing the major event of subduing demons and eliminating demons, not to be greedy for pleasure, we want to drink good tea and eat delicacies from the mountains and seas, and go back to Huashan by ourselves. "Because of his lofty ambitions, Zuo Lengchan has always been clean and self-disciplined, and he lived an ascetic-like life in the past. It is precisely because of this that although Zhou Budo's martial arts are not much higher than him, he has always firmly believed that the winner of the battle of the Five Mountains must be himself, even if it is not himself, it is also the scheming Hengshan Da, and it will never be this Huashan Zhou Budo.

"Hehe?" Zhou Budo showed a lot of inexplicable smiles on his face, clapped his hands, slapped the dim sum scum on his hands, stood up and walked in front of Zuo Lengchan, and said with his hands behind his back: "Zuo Lengchan, there are some things, for the sake of the Wuyue Sword Sect, this seat originally didn't want to pursue it, but if you don't know each other, you can't feel comfortable flying yourself." You yourself know the consequences, I heard that your father, that is, my Uncle Zuo, has a set of Da Songyang Ming palms that are superb. It's a pity, I'm practicing, I'm practicing and practicing a chrysanthemum in my own palm? Oh, I don't know Senior Brother Zuo, this big Songyang Ming palm practice is comparable to what my father wants to compare, which is better?

"If Senior Brother Zhou is interested, let's give it a try. Zuo Lengchan's eyes narrowed, and bursts of chill burst out from his long and narrow eyes, and Master Mingxin, Mr. Song Er, and Daoist Yuxuan felt that this room seemed to have gone from a scorching summer to a cold day. No! It's more terrible than counting nine cold days! Even counting nine cold days, Hejiabao also laid earth dragons in the houses of these most noble guests. Now I want to count the nine cold days later, the earth dragons in this room seem to have been extinguished. "But the competition has to be colorful, I don't know what Senior Brother Zhou's color head is..."

"What kind of color do you want?" Zhou Budo Shi Ran said, "This way, if this seat is defeated this time, wherever you go in the future, this seat will retreat everywhere." How?"

"It's just a little bit of color, this can be compared to your identity as the eldest son of Zhou... By the way, Zuo forgot, Master Zhou retired to the back mountain, and now you Zhou Budo is already the head of Huashan. It should be said that this does not match your identity as the head of Zhou. An ugly smile squeezed out of Zuo Lengchan's face, "Why don't you take the position of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance as a bet?" If the junior brother is lucky enough to win such a move or two, there is no need for Senior Brother Zhou to retreat, as long as Senior Brother Zhou admits that the Huashan faction is no longer as good as my Songshan because of a plague. By the way, if Zuo is unfortunately defeated, the next time the Wuyue Alliance, Zuo will not compete with you for the position of the leader of the Wuyue Alliance. How?"

Zuo Lengchan said this as if the leader of the Wuyue Alliance was a matter between him and Zhou Budo, or the battle between the Songshan faction and the Huashan faction, and it had nothing to do with other families. Although this is a fact, Zuo Lengchan shouldn't just say it, as soon as he said this, the faces of Master Mingxin, Yuxuan Daoren, and Mr. Song Er suddenly turned as black as briquettes. (To be continued.) )