The lights are brilliant, and the heroes are talking about each other and discussing the plan of the Wulin League. Huang Rong quietly pondered Li Haoran's words. She felt that this method not only could govern the affairs of a group of people, but even moved to the court to use it. Although some places are not perfect, this general direction is very clever. As long as everyone discusses and explores more, they will definitely be able to negotiate a more suitable system.

The wisdom of the ancients and the wisdom of the heroes should not be underestimated. Everyone was talking about their own methods enthusiastically. After about an hour, the voice became smaller and there was no supplement.

Huang Rong stood up and said crisply: "The Martial Arts Alliance is related to the Central Plains martial arts. As long as we are heroes, we have the right to speak. It is better for everyone to write down their ideas before going to bed at night. Then, we will discuss and rank the worst and win the best. What do you think?"

The heroes cheered in unison. This is everyone's business. Everyone hopes that their opinions will be taken seriously, but they also support Huang Rong.

Just as everyone was discussing happily, an old beg came in with a serious expression. Huang Rong felt nervous. After hearing Yang Guo's words, he felt that he was too careless in advance, so he arranged for his disciples to be on guard within a radius of ten miles. Once he found a disturbance, he would come to report it. Could it be that Li Haoran's guess?

Lao Qi came to Lu Youjiao and whispered in his ear: "Gangmaster, my disciple sent an emergency signal, saying that an enemy came to make trouble. He had arrived at Dasheng Pass and was rushing towards Lujiazhuang. I hope the gangmaster is careful."

Lu Youjiao didn't expect that when the heroes of the world gathered, someone actually came to make trouble. Huang Rong made this arrangement in advance, but he was still half-believing and half-doubted. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but admire Huang Rong's plan even more and said strangely: "Who is here?"

The old beg said: "It is a group of people in strange costumes, including Mongolians, Miao people, and ** people. Most of them are Mongolians, and there are about fifty people in the group. I believe they came to destroy the news after they heard the news."

Lu You tightened his feet and said, "Continue to be on guard." Without waiting for the beggar to reply, he shouted: "Dear heroes, my disciples of the gang warn, more than fifty Mongolians came to make trouble and are coming to Lujiazhuang at this moment."

The heroes in the hall were cheering and drinking. Except for some people who were interested, they did not pay attention to the old beggar. When they heard this, they were furious. Everyone was discussing how to deal with them. Unexpectedly, they came to make trouble with fear. Everyone was imaginable. The heroes were in anger and cursed. Some said, "The Central Plains martial arts gathered together, and everyone went out to let these Tartars see the great men of our Central Plains." Someone gave an idea and said, "Kill them, use human heads as sacrifices to celebrate the birth of the Wulin League."

There are many unruly people here. When they heard this, they had no way to applaud. This martial arts conference was held for Mongolia. If there were Mongolians' heads to worship, it would be a great pleasure. Everyone was excited and wanted to go out for a battle immediately.

Huang Rong frowned secretly. These passionate men were all brave but not resourceful. There were famous heroes in the Central Plains here. If they were not fearless, they would have come swaggeringly? It seems that the establishment of the Martial Arts Alliance was imminent. The more she heard her, the ugly her face became. The enemy came to the door, and the heroes of the Central Plains were still quarreling here. If the enemy heard it, wouldn’t they laughed out loud? So she said: “Heroes, if we rush up, there are only more than fifty people on the other side, but in this way, wouldn’t the Mongols laugh at the Central Plains for no one.”

Huang Rong devoted himself to practicing hard on Taohua Island, and her internal strength had reached its level of transformation. Although the voice was light, it covered the sound in the hall. Everyone was quiet, and someone said, "What the leader of the Huang Gang is right. We want everyone to have someone. If there is a hero, how can we do that weak reputation? At present, we are discussing a countermeasure, not a mess. The leader of the Huang Gang is extremely clever, let's talk about the method, everyone will listen to you."

Huang Rong felt comforted that the heroes of the Central Plains were still smart people after all. The situation was critical at this moment, and he was not polite. He said, "The soldiers came to block the generals, and the water came to cover the earth. Even if more than fifty people were peerless masters, they could not beat thousands of us. I am sure that the other party would call in the form of a fight general. What are we afraid of when it comes to fight generals? Not to mention the Dongxie, the Nan Emperor, the Seven Sons of Quanzhen, the Master Lu, the grandfather of the senior generation, the master Yideng, and the young Master Li Shaoxia, it is difficult for the world to find an opponent. If they propose fighting generals, wouldn't it be right to our intentions? Therefore, let's first watch the changes and crack their tricks one by one."

Li Haoran smiled and said, "The Huang Gangmaster's words are reasonable. In the face of absolute strength, all conspiracies and tricks are paper tigers."

The heroes laughed loudly, but calmed down. Seeing that everyone was finally no longer impulsive, Huang Rong felt relieved and said, "Let's go out of the village to see who has such courage and is the most ruthless thing in the world. Although the Song Dynasty's etiquette gang does not have to entertain the wolves' ambitions."

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Outside Lujia Village, in the square, the fire was shining through the sky, and the heroes were arranged in countless orderly, cold and speechless. Who did not bear a few lives when the heroes came to the meeting? At this moment, they stood solemnly, and murderous aura spread all over the sky, and its majestic momentum was no less than that of the elite soldiers of a hundred battles. Li Haoran only felt a sensation of murderous aura coming back. At the same time, a feeling of being in a sea of ​​corpses and blood rose from Li Haoran's heart. The smell of blood at the tip of his nose was very strong and very strong.

In order to suppress the momentum of the Mongols, Huang Rong took great pains to express her ideas and immediately gained support from the heroes. With the help of Dongxie, Nandi, Quanzhen's three sons, Guo Jing, Li Haoran, Lu Youjiao and others, it was not easy for Huang Rong to set up thousands of heroes into a battle formation in a short period of time. Fortunately, the people who came forward were either respected or had strong martial arts skills and had already won the respect of the heroes, so it was very quick to set up such a battle formation.

I was so busy that I could only hear the sound of the horns blowing, and then the intermittent sound of hitting the rocks, and followed by a silent Singing of Sanskrit.

Li Haoran suddenly opened his mouth and let out a long roar, but when he heard the sound of the roar teleporting out, he was shocked by the birds flying around, and the trees around him were shocked. He still roared, and the second roar was sent out, and the roar was added, and the sound oscillated and overlapped, just like thousands of troops, rocks broke through the sky, and rushed away.

Guo Jing said loudly: "The Central Plains martial arts world is here to wait for him." He was clearly distinguished by grudges and did not say any kind words of right and wrong.

A roar and a voice rose at the same time, and the roar was like thunder and lightning, unstoppable; the voice was clear and clear, passing through the thunder, the two echoes were in harmony, increasing the power, and pressing the distance to no more sound.

A moment later, more than fifty people walked quickly in front of him. Guo Jing looked at him and saw one of them with a elegant appearance. Isn’t it the Mongolian Prince Huodu? Another Tibetan monk had a thin face and was Huodu’s senior brother Darba. These two people are also old acquaintances. Guo Wen once met at the Chongyang Palace in Zhongnan Mountain.

Huodu and Darba protected a Tibetan monk wearing a red robe, extremely tall and thin, and looked like a bamboo.

When the master came, all the heroes' murderous intent suddenly arose. Suddenly, the murderous intent suddenly rose from the ground. Although thousands of people were silent, they were more powerful than angry scolding. More than fifty people showed fear and their calves were trembling. These people were Huo Du's personal soldiers and were also knowledgeable people. However, the powerful soldiers were far from facing martial arts masters.

After a stagnation, the pace of progress naturally slowed down. In this case, the heroes were happy and admired Huang Rong's wit. After a long time, everyone walked in front of Guo Jing and others.

Huo Du looked bad and coughed, "It is said that the Central Plains is a country of etiquette. Is Guo Daxia's way of treating guests?"

Guo Jing said loudly: "Go to the banquet." A group of Lu family servants quickly moved out of the table, chairs, wine, food and tables, placed them in front of more than fifty people, and quickly left.

Huo Du's face turned green and red. For a moment, he said to the tall and thin monk: "Master, I will introduce several famous heroes from the Central Plains to you." Then he said: "This is Guo Jing, who has been the marshal of our Mongolian right army. This is Mrs. Guo and the leader of the Beggars' Sect."

The Tibetan monk opened his eyes, his eyes shining brightly, and he turned around Guo Jing's face, so he was half hanging and half closed, while Huang Rong was selectively ignored by him.

Huo Du said loudly: "This is the master who is here, ** everyone respects the monks. He is the first national protection master in Mongolia." After saying that, he looked around and saw Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang's beauty. He looked like a wolf in his eyes. He wanted to swallow several women. Suddenly, he could only laugh "puffed".

Huo Du's face was full of sternness and glared at the place where he made a sound. He saw a handsome and elegant boy looking at him with disdain, his expression seemed to be like a monkey. Huo Du claimed to be romantic. At this moment, he was jealous and hated when he saw a person who was even more romantic than him. At this moment, he looked down on him and became even more angry and couldn't help but snorted coldly.

Seeing that Huo Du's face turned green, Li Haoran couldn't help but add another fire and said coldly: "Everyone comes from the depths of the desert, I must have been hungry for a long time. The Central Plains martial arts world has already prepared a banquet, please come to the banquet."

Wu Lin felt very happy, and it was funny. His cold tone and face were not a treat to the table, just like a miser who was giving alms.

Huo Du snorted coldly, holding a grudge against Li Haoran in his heart, thinking: If he didn't enter the seat, he might be despised by these southerners, and it would not be too late to deal with this boy later. He said a few words in the ear of King Jinlun, so he took the lead in taking the seat. More than fifty people followed suit and pushed the lights for a while. As for whether they were happy or not, it was unknown.

After drinking for a while, Li Haoran said, "The desert is bitter and cold. After eating this meal, I don't know where their next meal will be. Master Lu, I remember that there are still several seats in the village that have not been opened yet. You can bring people to move in. Anyway, it is a waste to keep them."

Lu Guanying was stunned and smiled again, "Brother Li has a good memory. I was going to let the servants feed those seats to the dogs. Since Brother Li said that, I will send them here."

Lu Guanying was once the leader of the thieves in Taihu Lake. She was smart and witty. How could she not understand what Li Haoran meant at this moment? This was a naked swearing without swearing. He felt even more unhappy with this group of hungry dogs. Lujiazhuang was his territory. These hungry dogs actually came to the door, and no one felt comfortable. Now, hearing Li Haoran's words, he naturally cooperated with him, so he said loudly: "Madam, go and have a look. I hope the servants have not fed the dogs yet. Well, forget it, just take all the remaining ones."

"Hahahaha..." Seeing the humiliation of the two of them singing together, the heroes could no longer help laughing happily. Yang Guo, Guo Fu, and Lu Wushuang laughed so hard that they held their stomachs and cried out in pain. Even if they were honest, Guo Jing couldn't help feeling happy.

Li Haoran pretended to behave and said to Lu Guanying: "Master Lu, you are not honest."

Lu Guanying was also tactful and said with a tacit understanding: "Brother Li, why am I not honest? Please tell me, I will correct it."

Li Haoran yelled angrily: "You are so stingy. You and I want a few dogs to raise. You have to push the two and stop them. In the end, it's fine. But you actually have such a group of strong Tibetan mastiffs. Are you very stingy?"

"This, this, this, this, it's not that I'm stingy. These Tibetan mastiffs are really hard to raise. Look, they eat delicacies. I think my brothers are not rich, I'm afraid you can't afford to raise them!" Lu Guanying's expression that you know made him laugh again.

Huo Du and others ate the more they ate, the more they were getting worse. Just now he thought the other party was trying to see the courage of others. If they didn’t eat, they would be weaker. Who knew that there was still such a saying now: Master is a Tibetan mastiff, so what is he?

He threw the chopsticks, stood up suddenly, pointed at Li Haoran, shouted, "Little beast, get out quickly."

Yang Guo was furious. Li Haoran was the respected elder brother. As the saying goes, his brother was worried about his brother’s humiliation. He was afraid that Li Haoran would suffer losses, so he shouted, “Who are you scolding me?”

Huo Du didn't check for a moment and replied casually: "Beast scolds him." He didn't know that Yang Guo used such a condom to make a lot of experience since he was a child. At this moment, he was fooled by his own mistakes. His sigh caused the heroes to laugh loudly.

Yang Guo laughed and said, "That's right, it's the beast who scolded my elder brother." After that, he hid directly behind Guo Jing, not even seeing Huo's head.

Li Haoran said lightly: "Brother, this is yours. You just think I was bitten by a dog, and you will never bite it back."

The agors were in a happy mood, and all thought that this young man not only had a great martial arts skills, but also had a powerful mouth, but he should not offend him, otherwise he would have to take the blame and he would suffer. Speaking of bickering, how could the Mongolians be as profound as the Central Plains people?

Huo Du was so angry that his whole body was trembling, his face turned ashen. He had endured it to the extreme. Thinking that there was still something big to do, he took a deep breath and said loudly: "Although our master and apprentice did not receive a hero's letter, he thought that the grand event was rare, and all the heroes of the world gathered here, so he came here to go to the hero's banquet." He was afraid that others would touch each other, so he urgently continued: "In my opinion, Duan Detui, a leader of a hero, led the martial arts world, and thought that he was the best of the heroes in the world. What do you think?"

Lu Guanying said coldly: "This is not necessary to talk nonsense. We have already elected Guo Jing and Guo as the leader of the heroes. What are your opinions?"

Huo Du sneered: "How can Guo Jing's martial arts prestige be as good as my master Jinlun Dharma King? You all listen to me. Today, there is no other person to be the leader of the martial arts world except Jinlun Dharma King."

This is amazing. Everyone was discussing how to deal with Mongolia, how could they make King Jinlun become the leader of the martial arts world? So they slowly spoke out angrily, and some of them were already eager to try and wanted to make these people look good.

Huang Rong knew that things could not be done well, so she asked Li Haoran quietly, "Brother Li, what do you think you should do?"

Li Haoran said: "Apart from using force, it is impossible to give up. The fight will naturally win, but it is difficult to convince the other party. I think the martial arts of the Golden Wheel Dharma King is no less than that of the hero Guo, and the heroes of the Central Plains are all passionate men. If they continue to argue, some people may not help but take action. This result will not only fail to get benefits, but will be humiliated in vain. Therefore, in order to avoid the emergence of extravagance, they will directly compete for martial arts to win the generals."

He remembered that Lu Youjiao was the first person to be defeated by Huo Du. Not only was he defeated, but he also even took away the dog-beating stick. If it weren't for Huang Rong's recapture, he would have been dismantled by Huo Du. The Beggars' Sect was unparalleled, and Lu Youjiao had just taken over as the leader of the gang, so Li Haoran did not want such a person who cared about the country to go out and be humiliated.

Huang Rong felt it was reasonable, so she said, "Huodu, we don't have to make such a debate. Since we have no choice but to give in to each other and the strong in the martial arts world have always been respected, then we will use the leader of the Wuding Alliance. What do you think? You draw the way and we will follow one by one. Although the heroes here have arrived, we will not bully the few with the more, so as not to lose without consenting."

Huo Du waved his folding fan and opened it, revealing a delicate peony. He said aloud: "The Huang Gang Master is just right. This statement is just right. I wonder what Huang Gang Master said may represent the Central Plains martial arts world?"

Li Haoran said: "What Huang Gangmaster said is exactly what I mean by Zhongyuan. Do you think it is a one-on-one fight or a group fight?"

Huo Du had long seen Li Haoran dissatisfied, so he said coldly: "What if you fight one-on-one? So what if you fight one-on-one?"

Li Haoran smiled and looked at Huo Du with an idiot's eyes, saying disdain: "The barbarians are barbarians, stupid as a dog, and they don't even understand this. Let me tell you, if you fight one by one, you will be beaten us in a group; if you fight one by one, you will be beaten you in a group, you will be beaten more than fifty!" It was the first time that the heroes present heard such a fun explanation, and they immediately burst into laughter and continued for a long time.

Huo Du laughed in anger. He spread his internal strength and suppressed the laughter of the heroes. The heroes looked at each other with a stern look. He didn't expect Huo Du to be so powerful. After a long time, he said, "Shameless, it's extremely shameless. I didn't expect that the Central Plains martial arts world wanted to win with more people. It's really shameless. Master..."

Two crisp sounds of "pa" interrupted Huo Du's words. Everyone felt that a blue light flashed, and two red palm prints were left on Huo Du's face. The blue shadow looked like a ghost, and it was like lightning. Everyone looked at it and it turned out that it was Li Haoran who took action. The heroes felt relieved and were extremely refreshed.

After returning to his original position, Li Haoran said lightly: "Beast, isn't this the one-on-one challenge you understand?"

At this moment, Yang Guo smiled and held a jar of wine from somewhere and said, "Brother, your hands are dirty! Come on, come on, come on, wash it with this wine."

Li Haoran was too lazy to watch Huo Du, so he washed his hands with the wine. Lu Wushuang was interesting to watch, jumped over with laughter, took out a handkerchief from his arms, and helped Li Haoran dry his hands.

Lu Wushuang looked at the handkerchief in his hand, as if he saw something disgusting, quickly threw it away, frowned and said, "Brother, I didn't expect that this Lao Shizi was very dirty, but unfortunately, a jar of fine wine and a handkerchief."

With such actions, the momentum of the Golden Wheel Dharma King dropped a lot, one of which grew and the other was declining, and the heroes of the Song Dynasty rose. The heroes laughed. The young man with a witty word was not only very good at martial arts, but also very brave. He was also curious about his origin. I wonder which master actually taught such a powerful disciple.
Chapter completed!