Guo Jing's words were like a boulder falling into calm water, which immediately aroused a sound of discussion.

"I recommend the old man of the Yellow River Gang, Du, he is highly respected and enough to take on this important responsibility......"

"The Quanzhen Sect is the authentic martial arts, and it is served by Ma Daochang or Qiu Daochang, which can be described as justifiable......"

"Zhu Ziliu and Zhu Xianggong, who was once the champion talent, served as the leader of the martial arts alliance, and he really deserved his name......"

……

The person with the highest voice is Guo Jing, who has gained a great reputation for him over the years.

"Looking at the world, apart from Guo Jing, who can still serve as the leader of the martial arts alliance? I came this time, entrusted by Senior Brother Ma, to unite the Taoist people in the Quanzhen Sect, and only Guo Daxia is the first to look forward. Sun Buer stood up and said solemnly.

"Ha Luha, whether it is courage or martial arts, Guo Jing is several times better than me, Zhu Ziliu is willing to serve him as the leader of the martial arts alliance and obey his orders. ”

Zhu Ziliu closed the fan, shook it lightly and said.

"All the beggars are willing to serve Guo Daxia as the leader, swear to drive out the Tartars, and protect my good rivers and mountains. ”

Lu Youjiao is heroic and full of enthusiasm and pride.

"Guo Daxia acts fairly, he is the best candidate for the leader of the martial arts alliance, Du is willing to lead all the gangs of the Yellow River Gang for Guo Daxia to drive......"

Du Ruoyu, the leader of the Yellow River Gang, said with a white beard, he knew in his heart that although he was old, his martial arts prestige was far inferior to Guo Jing.

Seeing Guo Jing's long-awaited appearance, Yang Guo only saw his blood boiling, and said loudly: "A man is a man, it should be like this." ”

"Haha ”

With the sound of a voice, I saw several figures swishing and landing on the high platform.

Hong Jin recognized at a glance, Hodu and Darba. There are two other people, who turned out to be his old acquaintances.

These two people are Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi, who once obtained the Jiuyang True Scripture from Hong Jin.

Hong Jin felt a pang in his heart, if Xiao Xiangzi and Yin Kexi, after getting the Jiuyang True Scripture, they would practice hard from then on, but they were afraid that they would be masters comparable to the King of the Golden Wheel, and this time they were afraid that they would not be good.

Two others, one of them was black and thin. He was tall and tall, with a serpentine iron whip in his hand, and the other was a man with rough hands and feet, with a blank face, who at first glance looked like a fool, and carried a cooked copper rod in his hand.

The Central Plains group of heroes were all surprised, only to feel that all the people who came were ingenious, and they were really rare masters. Suddenly, I don't know what the intention is.

"Master, please!"

Darba and Huo Du shouted in unison, their tongues blooming with spring thunder, and their words were in the middle of their voices. are all mixed with internal strength, and only the ear drums buzz.

"I have heard for a long time that the masters of the Central Plains have come out one after another, and today I have to see all the sages, which is really the luck of the poor monks. ”

Listen to the first time the voice comes out. It was still far away, but he chanted word after word, and his voice just fell. And they came to the front of the people.

This light work is matched with the voice of the words, as long as there is a little bit of inadequacy, it seems to be contrived, and he is quite natural.

Guo Jing's eyes revealed surprise, the voice of the person who spoke was not strong, but the voice of the voice was deafening, showing a very clever internal force.

Everyone looked together, and saw that in front of Huo Du and others, there was a monk standing, wearing a yellow robe, extremely tall and thin, his body was like a bamboo pole, and his head was slightly sunken, like a saucer.

Between the opening and closing of a pair of eyes, there is a fine light coming out, and the eyes are as deep as the sea, which makes people fall into it unconsciously.

"Guo Jing, a martial arts person from the Central Plains, welcome the master, dare to ask what is the name of the law?" Guo Jing took a step forward, and his actions were as steady as a mountain.

The person who came was taken aback, and glanced at Guo Jing repeatedly, with an arrogant expression, and couldn't help but restrain himself slightly.

"The poor monk is called Jinlun, and now he is the national teacher of the Mongolian Empire, Guo Jing, you grew up in the grassland, but you turned against Mongolia in the last place, and you are really a repeated villain. ”

When the Jinlun National Master came up, he wanted to give Guo Jing a difficult question, and wanted to suppress him from the momentum.

Guo Jing smiled and said: "The national teacher's words are wrong. Thinking of me, Guo Jing, is a dignified Han man, reduced to the grassland, herding horses and sheep, relying on strength, not relying on other people's charity. In the early years, I made great contributions to the Mongolian conquest of the east and the west. A Dan heart, not seeking wealth and nobility, really counting on the grassland tribes to be able to make friends with the Great Song Dynasty. How could I sit idly by and watch Temujin unilaterally tear up the agreement, wage war against our Great Song Dynasty, and trap the people in fire ......and water?

Everyone was moved to hear the words, and many people in the Central Plains martial arts shouted loudly.

Jinlun National Master couldn't help frowning, he had long heard of Guo Jing's reputation, and knew that he was good at kung fu, but he was a wooden person, he didn't expect to be so good at words at first sight.

In fact, he overestimated Guo Jing, Guo Jing just told the truth, only because he was selfless and fearless in his heart, and what he said could be so frank, like a green bamboo, very dignified.

"Guo Jing, don't talk about it, this time, we just want to meet friends with martial arts, compete with the Central Plains martial arts, and see who is qualified to sit in the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance?"

The voice of the Golden Wheel National Teacher was not in a hurry or slow, but in the sound of the tide of the Central Plains martial arts, everyone could still hear it clearly.

"Okay, I'll fight you and see who wins and who loses?"

Guo Jing said without thinking, his eyes were full of confidence.

With the help of the Nine Yin True Scriptures, Guo Jing has practiced the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending for so many years, and he has long understood the realm of Yin and Yang, which is a height that Hong Qigong has never reached.

One-on-one challenge, Guo Jing is confident that no matter who he faces, he is sure that he will not lose, he does not dare to underestimate the Golden Wheel National Teacher, let alone himself.

The Golden Wheel National Master shook his head: "If it's just a one-on-one competition, then it's not interesting, we are a group of seven people this time, everyone wants to meet the Central Plains martial arts heroes, I hope you, don't let us down." ”

"Okay, just like that, I bet with him, we are full of talents in the Central Plains martial arts, are you still afraid of a few people in Fanbang?"

"How can we be polite to the people who are sent to the door to beg for beating, we must beat them ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, just let them draw the way, can't we all be heroes of the Quanzhen Sect, the Beggar Gang and other heroes, and still can't beat these clowns who jump off the beam......"

……

Without waiting for Guo Jing to speak, he saw that the heroes were surging, they all had strong self-confidence, there were so many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, could they not beat the seven people who were sent to the door.

Guo Jing couldn't help but smile bitterly. From the opponent's body method, he could already see the level of the opponent's skill, and he knew that they were all masters in the martial arts, and it was really not so easy to deal with.

"Okay! ”

Guo Jingyi gritted his teeth and said, the other party came prepared this time, forced him to the part, and he had to agree if he didn't agree.

The Golden Wheel National Master couldn't help but smile secretly in his heart, he was confident that with the kung fu of their group of seven people, the Central Plains Martial Arts would never be able to pick it out.

In this battle, he wants to let the Central Plains martial arts people. Completely know that he is powerful, and he wants to defeat the Central Plains martial arts, and from then on, when he hears their name, he will flee from the wind.

"In this first formation, the apprentice Huo Du appeared, he is considered a junior among the juniors, and please give me a lot of advice. ”

The words of the Golden Wheel National Teacher. To put it quite insidiously, he knew that the first battle of the Dao was very important for morale, so he would go to such an army first. Let the Central Plains martial arts people have scruples when choosing candidates.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong discussed it and decided to invite Zhu Ziliu to appear. After all, the first game is really important, and it is about the morale and reputation of both sides.

Hong Jin called Yang Guo. After giving such an order, Yang Guo nodded and jumped onto the stage.

When Guo Jing saw Yang Guo's face, he couldn't help but be stunned, and hurriedly looked at Huang Rong.

Huang Rong said with a smile: "So that you are happy, this is Yang Guo, the son of Yang Kang's brothers, I heard that his strength is very good." ”

Guo Jing was extremely happy in his heart, he attached great importance to his relationship with the Yang family, and he loved this nephew very much.

"Zhu Zhuangyuan, can you give it to me this time?" Yang Guo came to the stage and stopped Zhu Ziliu.

"Young man, what a mess, this is not the place for you to stay, come down. Many people in the rivers and lakes sent boos to Yang Guo and asked him to step down quickly.

Zhu Ziliu smiled: "Nephew Yang, you are still young, you are not his opponent, if your father comes up and wants this scene, I will definitely give in, you can't." ”

Yang Guo sighed very much in his heart, he was very annoyed that others looked down on him, but Zhu Ziliu was an elder, so he could only comply.

"In that case, I have something to tell you. Yang Guo leaned in Zhu Ziliu's ear and muttered to him for a while.

Zhu Ziliu was stunned: "How can there be such a thing?" Okay, I will definitely pay attention, you go down." ”

Yang Guo had no choice but to step down from the stage, and he could only give up this opportunity to show his face to Zhu Ziliu.

Huo Du was holding an iron folding fan in his hand, dressed in white and fluttering, and at first glance he looked like a prince and grandson, and his expression was very similar to Ouyang Ke.

When Zhu Ziliu appeared, he took a judge's pen, which was made of iron, about a foot long, with an extremely thick barrel and a thick ink on it.

"Xiao Wang Huodu, please give me more advice. Huo Du said proudly, although he was the declining king and grandson, he had always called himself Xiao Wang.

Zhu Ziliu smiled: "Don't talk nonsense, since you are here to challenge, let's make a move." ”

Whew!

Huo Du was no longer polite, flicked the iron folding fan in his hand, and hit Zhu Ziliu, rolling in the air non-stop, which was very good-looking.

Snort!

Zhu Ziliu connected the judge's pen in his hand, kept poking at Huo Du's fan, and beat Huo Du's fan back one by one.

Huo Du took the fan and continued to attack Zhu Ziliu, his movements were extremely chic, the white shadow was fluttering, and his light body kung fu was also quite clever.

Zhu Ziliu's judge's pen in his hand is more ingenious, constantly pointing in the air, as if copying calligraphy.

When the fight was in the end, the fan in Huo Du's hand couldn't stop flying, and it actually made a thunderous sound, which was the wind and thunder.

Who knew that Zhu Ziliu's brushwork changed, becoming Sensen but ancient, every action was a strange and sudden edge, dazzling, and he couldn't see his intentions clearly.

Zhu Ziliu's thick ink is swaying, which is a poem by General Pei: "The great monarchy is Liuhe, and the fierce general is clear." If the war horse is like a dragon and a tiger, how strong is Tengling......"

Before a poem was written, Huo Du couldn't resist it, and was hit by Zhu Ziliu in the knee and fell directly to the ground.

"Hehe, you lost. Zhu Ziliu stepped forward, and the judge wrote a little bit and solved Huo Du's acupoint.

Who knew that Huo Du's face was cold, and he pressed the fan handle suddenly, and several bone-piercing nails immediately shot out.

Zhu Ziliu was reminded by Yang Guo, he had already taken precautions, and he dodged as soon as his body was vertical.

He shook his head slightly, pointing to the words on Huo Du's fan, with a look of disdain on his face.

Huo couldn't help but look towards the fan, only to see the ink landscape on the front, which had not changed at all.

But on the back, it was originally a blank fan, but now there are four more big characters splashing ink: "Er is a barbarian." ”

From the Jinlun National Teacher down, the faces of the seven people in the group were darkened, and the Central Plains heroes couldn't help but cheer loudly.

Zhu Ziliu wiped the sweat on his forehead, and secretly shouted luck in his heart, if it wasn't for Yang Guo's reminder, he might have planted it in Huo Du's hands. (To be continued......)