Compared with Huang Rong's desire for Guo Jing to be the leader of the martial arts alliance, Yang Guo did not help each other. He admired Guo Jing very much, but he was closer to Yang Xingzhou. If he really wanted to become the leader of the martial arts alliance, in his heart, his teacher would actually be the most important.

Suitable.

Although Guo Jing is a righteous person, he is too upright after all, and sometimes he is a bit inflexible, and is far less ruthless than Yang Xingzhou.

Guo Jing's temperament is suitable for serving as an official in the court. As a general on the battlefield, he is a bit overqualified to lead the martial arts heroes. On the contrary, Yang Xingzhou acts lawlessly, sometimes even unscrupulously. When he is upright, he is more upright and more cunning than anyone else.

time, but it is more insidious than anyone else. It is really ever-changing and unpredictable.

Even though Yang Guo was Yang Xingzhou's disciple and had served his teacher for many years, he still couldn't figure out Yang Xingzhou's thoughts. However, since ancient times, most heroes have been indifferent to their emotions and anger, and their thoughts have never been known to anyone. Yang Xingzhou's city is so deep.

Guo Jing was an excellent choice for the leader of the alliance, but he was too upright and aboveboard, and sometimes acted with restraint and lacked pleasure.

Just when the thoughts in Yang Guo's mind were changing, he heard someone shout: "Brothers have also heard about the battle between the Ming Cult and the Golden Horde. It's just that you are acting in the devil's way, but I don't admire you very much."

Everyone turned to look and saw the speaker jumping onto the wine table. He was less than three feet tall and over forty years old. His face was full of vigor. Some people recognized him as Jiangxi hero "Dwarf Lion" Lei Meng. Everyone recognized him.

I wanted to laugh, but when I saw his powerful eyes looking left and right, I swallowed my laughter.

Wei Bianjue was furious and said: "We are acting in the devil's way, but you are the right way? What we are talking about now is the fight against the Golden Horde. As long as the big guys can use their strength and kill the Tatars, and do not lose any major principles, we can

He is a hero of the country. I have killed countless enemies in my sect, so why can’t our leader be the leader of the alliance?”

Lei Meng snorted and said: "Anyway, my surname is Lei, I don't accept it!"

Wei Bianjue said: "You don't accept it? I'll beat you until you accept it!"

His body flashed and turned into a phantom, instantly arriving in front of Lei Meng and reaching out towards his neck.

Lei Meng didn't expect that Wei Bianjue would come as soon as he said it. As soon as his eyes blurred and his neck tightened, Wei Bianjue grabbed him by the neck and threw him from the wine table. He fell to the floor of the hall with a loud noise.

Then the figure flashed again, and Wei Bian Juezhong returned to his original position.

He advanced and retreated suddenly, like a ghost. Those with weak skills did not even see his move, and saw Lei Meng suddenly fly up and fall to the ground.

When everyone saw Wei Bianjue's attack being so fierce, they immediately burst into an uproar.

In fact, if Wei Bianjue really had to fight with Lei Meng, he would not be able to win or lose without a fight of hundreds of moves. However, Wei Bianjue's lightness kung fu was too good. He struck out suddenly and Lei Meng couldn't react in time, so he succeeded with one move.

He struck out very quickly. When he pinched Lei Meng's neck, he released the inner force from his palm and instantly sealed Lei Meng's Dazhui point. Therefore, after Lei Meng fell to the ground, he remained motionless and could not get up.

When a martial artist nearby helped Lei Meng up, he discovered that his acupuncture points were sealed. When he tried to unblock him, he massaged and slapped him several times, but it had no effect.

It turns out that the Ice Qi practiced by Wei Bianjue is very strange. It is a very remarkable mental method in Mingjiao. Most people are not capable of it and it is extremely difficult to break his unique acupoint sealing technique.

Yang Xingzhou glared at Wei Bianjue and said, "How presumptuous! Just talk nicely, why bother to hurt others."

Wei Bian Jue was frightened and said: "Yes, this subordinate is reckless, please ask the leader to punish me!"

Yang Xingzhou glanced at Yang Guo and said, "Guo'er, go and unlock the acupuncture points for this good man."

Yang Guo walked up to Lei Meng, stretched out his hand and patted Lei Meng's back gently. Peiran's internal energy was released, and the cold palm power of Wei Bianjue was instantly melted away, and he said: "Brother, my brother Wei has a bad temper."

Not good, please forgive me."

Lei Meng's acupuncture points were unlocked, and with a roar, he rushed over to fight Wei Bianjue, but Yang Guo held his shoulders and said, "Heroes are all here. If you have anything to do, why don't we deal with it after the conference."

Lei Meng was pushed down by Yang Guo and couldn't move. He was shocked. He struggled several times in vain, and he became more and more shocked. Yang Guo looked like he was only twenty years old, but he had such amazing cultivation.

It's really shocking, terrifying and unbelievable.

Little did he know that when Yang Guo was practicing martial arts with Yang Xingzhou near the Sword Tomb, he swallowed the elixir prepared from the gallbladder of the Bodhisattva Snake every day, and his martial arts increased at a rate that exceeded ordinary people's imagination.

In the original work, Yang Guo only practiced for more than a month near the Sword Tomb, swallowed snake gall, and practiced swordsmanship in the waves of the valley. In just over a month, his cultivation improved tremendously, and he was able to compete with the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Xiang Bijian even defeated Jinlun Dharma King with a black iron heavy sword.

Now, Yang Guo has been staying near the Sword Tomb for several years. The pills prepared by Yang Xingzhou with snake gall are more effective than simple snake gall. Over the past few years, his internal strength has become so profound that even if he is not as good as Guo Jing, he has already.

Surpassing Li Mochou and the Quanzhen Seven Sons, and comparable to Qiu Qianren of the Iron Palm Gang.

He suppressed Lei Meng with such a cultivation level. Even though Lei Meng's cultivation level was not low, there was no room for struggle.

"Okay, okay!"

Lei Meng raised his head and looked at Yang Xingzhou in the distance, and said: "As a disciple, you can imagine this! Mr. Lei admires your martial arts, but if you want to be the leader of the alliance, even if you kill me, I won't agree!"

Yang Xingzhou laughed dumbly and said: "Whether I should be the leader of the alliance or not, what does it have to do with me whether you agree or not? If Daxia Guo hadn't invited me to come, hey, I really thought I cared about this martial arts conference?"

When he said this, his ears twitched and he said: "Okay, don't target me. Another guest is here. Your enemy is him, not me."

Everyone in the hall looked confused when they heard what he said, not knowing what he meant.

Guo Jing used his magical skill and felt it carefully. He seemed to hear some movement outside Lujiazhuang. However, the movement was too subtle, like an hallucination. He really couldn't be sure that someone was coming. He thought to himself: "I haven't seen you in a few years. Brother Yang's cultivation

Why has it improved so much? Can he sense it so far?"

He and Yang Xingzhou fought against each other in Zhongnan Mountain a few years ago. There was almost no difference in strength between the two. If it were all based on kung fu, Guo Jing would be a bit higher than Yang Xingzhou. But if it were a life and death fight, Guo Jing would definitely die in the end.

Now that they haven't seen each other for several years, how could he know that Yang Xingzhou had been swallowing the spirit snake bile mixed with medicine all day long, and his internal strength had reached an extremely advanced level. Even Zhou Botong and Ouyang Feng could not resist Yang Xingzhou's three or five moves with all his strength.

Just when Guo Jing was doubtful, he heard the sound of horse hoofbeats coming from several miles away from the village. It was subtle and difficult to detect at first, but after a while he could clearly hear it. After a while, even many martial arts figures in the hall heard the sound of horse hoofbeats.

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At this time, everyone was shocked, and then they realized that Yang Xingzhou's excellent hearing and deep internal strength were incredible and beyond everyone's imagination.

After a while, the sound of trumpets was heard outside the gate, followed by the sound of intermittent banging on the rock.

Lawrence Lu shouted: "Welcome the distinguished guests!"

As soon as the chatter stopped, dozens of people, tall and short, were already standing in front of the hall.

Guo Jing, Huang Rong and his wife walked outside together. They saw the group of people in front of them. Most of them were people with high noses and deep eyes, curly hair and thick beards. They were not dressed as warriors from the Central Plains. In the middle stood a very tall and thin man wearing a red robe.

The Tibetan monk has a body shape like a bamboo pole, and his forehead is slightly sunken, like a saucer.

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other. They had heard Huang Yaoshi talk about the strange martial arts of Tibetan Tantric Buddhism. When he practiced it to a very high level, the top of his head was slightly dented, and his heart was deeply sunk. Could it be that the martial arts were really extremely advanced?

Standing next to the Tibetan monk was a monk in yellow robes, with gnarled muscles and an iron pestle in his hand. After arriving in front of the court, he scanned the crowd in the hall with his big eyes. At a glance, he saw Yang Xingzhou sitting at the top, and his face immediately changed.

With an angry look, he pointed at Yang Xingzhou and shouted: "Teacher, he is the one who killed Junior Brother Huo Du!"

The Tibetan monk in red nodded and said, "Okay, go and kill him!"

The yellow-robed monk shouted loudly and rushed into the hall with an iron pestle in his hand. Guo Jing was stunned and stretched out his hand to stop him: "Master, please don't be impulsive."

He stretched out his hand, and the iron pestle in the yellow-robed monk's hand changed its direction. He staggered a few times and almost fell down. The iron pestle in his hand hit the steps. He just stopped, but the bluestone steps were knocked down.

The rubble he smashed with the iron pestle flew everywhere, leaving a small crater.

The red-robed Tibetan monk's eyes twitched slightly. Ever since he arrived in front of the hall, he had always kept his chin up and looked down upon Guo Jing and others. Only then did he lower his head, look at Guo Jing and say, "What do you call your Excellency?"

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Guo Jing said: "I'm going to Jiangnan Guo Jing. Since the master is here, please come in and have a seat."

A young man next to the red-robed Tibetan monk shouted: "This is the holy monk of our Golden Horde. Everyone respects him as King Jinlun. The queen of Mongolia today is named the first master of national protection. I heard that the Central Plains warriors are going to hold an event.

What kind of convention of heroes? We, the holy monks, are the ancestors of the world’s heroes, how can this convention be without his old man?"

Guo Jing, Huang Rong, and all the heroes in the courtyard were stunned, and thought to themselves: "We are here to discuss resisting the Mongolian invasion from the south, but why did some Mongolian master protector come here?"

Yang Xingzhou could see clearly inside and found that the yellow-robed monk holding an iron pestle in his hand and trying to rush in was the Tibetan monk Dalba whom he met at Zhongnan Mountain. He had beaten Huo Du to death at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, and the others

After being poisoned, all his skills were ruined. Unexpectedly, Dalba regained his strength. It seemed that a master who was proficient in medical skills nursed him back and treated him, so that he could get rid of the poison he had given.

When he saw that King Jinlun actually came to Lujiazhuang to cause trouble, he couldn't help but laugh. He said to Yang Guo: "Guo'er, we Central Plains people are holding a martial arts conference, and suddenly a Mongolian master came here and wanted to participate. What do you think?

What does he want to do?"

Yang Guo said: "I think this great monk must admire our Central Plains culture, so he wants to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, and prepares to join us in resisting the Mongolian invasion from the south. Otherwise, he will not be seeking death, right?"

Yang Xingzhou smiled and said: "Yes, this great monk is still the national preceptor of Mongolia. You said that if he wants to make things difficult for us, why don't we catch him and give him a good beating, and hang him at the city gate in public, so as to give a blow to the Jin Dynasty.

The arrogance of the Khanate!"

Yang Guo said: "Best regards, teacher!"

His master and disciple's questions and answers made everyone in the courtyard move in their hearts. They looked at Jinlun Dharma King with burning eyes, with eager expressions on their faces.

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