As one of the five major sects of the world, the Nanhua School has a strong incense and wealth, and the sect is built quite broadly. The pavilions and houses are unkempt and the scenery of clouds is complemented by some extraordinary spirit.

This place was originally a place for the cultivation of the Qing Dynasty, but now it has become very lively.

During this period, there were endless heroes coming to participate in the grand event, and a large number of people from the martial arts world came to visit each other every day.

Although the Nanhua Sect is not small, it cannot accommodate all the people in the martial arts world, so the sect only welcomes masters from major sects and boxing masters. As for the busy friends in the martial arts world, there is no such treatment.

As the saying goes, people come from far away, and these people are here to build momentum for the martial arts conference. It is not easy for the South China Sect to neglect. Under the order of the head Luo Zhen, the disciples in the sect explained to the newly arrived people in the martial arts world every day, and their faces were almost frozen.

Although there are occasional minor frictions, most people in the martial arts world can understand and have no objection.

Some people are used to sleeping in the open and find a place to camp near the Nanhuapai Mountain Gate, while others go to the inn at the foot of the mountain to wait for the martial arts conference to be held. The grand occasion was unprecedented for a while.

A few days before the date of the battle, the eight major sects have finally arrived.

The main hall of the Nanhua Sect, the heads of the eight major sects, the elders and invited masters gathered together. In addition, several sects with good strength also sent backbones in the sect to help the boxing.

At this time, all the people present were famous figures in the world. The scene was a gathering of heroes and a meeting.

Luo Zhen sat in the main seat, bowed in circles and said seriously:

"I am very grateful to all the fellows from the world who come to the world. Let's not talk about it. The demon Chen Feng, who is a disaster for the world, is ignoring his views and spreading secrets everywhere. It is actually an evil act. The Wushan Sect has been poisoned. I specially invited you to convene a martial arts conference to deal with this beast."

Everyone here nodded in response and shared the same hatred for the enemy.

The Wushan Sect was also among them, with anger on his face.

The reason for the martial arts conference was to lead the Jiangchun sect, whose secret book was taken away. As the representative of the victim, it was not appropriate for the Wushan sect to not show up, so they naturally had to attend the meeting.

The person who led the team was Lin Song. Now his identity is completely different and he has become the head of the Wushan School.

It was not his turn to this position, but because of the elders in the sect last time, the uncle of the master was frightened by Chen Feng. When he thought of facing Chen Feng again this time, he avoided it and was unwilling to be the first to be the first.

He volunteered, so when no one competed, he temporarily became the leader of the team and led the team to a successful encounter.

At this time, Lin Song stood up, clasped his fists at everyone, and made a expression of gratitude:

"My Wushan Sect suffered a great disaster and could not protect their unique skills. I am ashamed of my ancestors. Thank you for your predecessors for your successors. I dare not forget this kindness and affection from my Wushan Sect."

Upon hearing this, everyone spoke to comfort them.

"It's easy to say."

"Oh, Master Shen has a heroic life, it's a pity to die."

Lin Song bowed, said a few more scenes before he sat down again.

His face was silent, but in fact he was unsure.

However, he has little experience in the sect. If he does not take this opportunity to take over, even if he marrys the daughter of his ex-sect in the future, it will be difficult to compete for the sect.

Lin Song dared to stand out because he thought Chen Feng would take care of his face and showed mercy, but because he had been together for a while and felt that Chen Feng's straightforward temperament would not reveal his affairs. At the same time, he did not intend to deal with Chen Feng when he came here, but just pretended.

At this time, the elders of one of the sects spoke in a deep voice:

"All major sects gather together. We are now full of experts and have many people. Why should we talk about morality with those evil people? After Chen Feng came to the door, we might as well rush forward and kill him, and do it once and for all, without having to fight for a big or bad situation."

"Not appropriate." Luo Zhen immediately objected: "We are the righteous people who believe in our words. If we agree to discuss, we will not be able to destroy our own agreement. Otherwise, Chen Feng will start a killing, and we will be greatly damaged and will be ridiculed by the people of the martial arts world. Besides, Chen Feng has tens of thousands of water bandits, which is much more powerful than us."

The martial arts conference was held at the hilltop of his Nanhua faction. If Chen Feng was violated on the spot, he would anger the Green Forest. No matter whether he succeeded or not, tens of thousands of water bandits would not give up.

So at least at the martial arts conference, Luo Zhen did not intend to violate the agreement of the exchange. As for the response afterwards, there are other concerns.

He looked around and explained:

"It is beneficial to both sides when the time comes. Chen Feng cannot ruin the life of the challenger. We can use his strength by rotating battles. When he is always weak, our chances of winning will only get higher and higher."

Hearing this, most people nodded in agreement.

Many people have heard of Chen Feng's deeds and are afraid that if this martial arts conference was not for the time being, many people would not dare to attend.

At this time, a bald old man with Mediterranean hairstyle snorted coldly:

"I heard you talk for a long time. How high is Chen Feng's martial arts? Can so many of you be afraid of the enemy?"

This person is a master of the northwest, called Shaxingzhou, nicknamed "Mobei Vulture". He was originally a scattered man in the world, but this time he was highly rewarded by one of the sects to help him.

The northwest boundary is far from the south, so I don’t feel much about Chen Feng’s name, so I feel a little dissatisfied with the sand boating.

"Senior Sha, don't underestimate Chen Feng. It is said that he can withstand thousands of troops alone. He is the number one master of the Green Forest. Even Lu Longchuan, the former first master of the Green Forest, cannot be compared with him." Someone next to him said.

Sha Xingzhou curled his lips: "Hmph, hearing is false, seeing is true, then I will try my best to try this person's skills myself, is it as powerful as the rumors."

At this time, an old man wearing a sword here also spoke lightly:

"I'm also curious whether this number one master in the Green Forest can beat the three-foot green breeze in my hands."

This person has white hair and white beard, long hair tied with crown, long beards hanging down to his chest, with clear face and a red spot between his eyebrows, and a vast temperament, like an immortal, wearing a green robe, with fluttering sleeves and extraordinary demeanor.

Hearing the old man speak, everyone here saluted solemnly, whether they were the heads of a sect or the disciples:

"At that time, I'll ask Senior Sword Saint to meet this Chen Feng."

The old man is named Zhuo Jianchen, nicknamed "Sword Saint". He has been famous for decades and has rarely seen an opponent. His martial arts are far superior to the heads of various sects. He is one of the most powerful masters invited to help boxing at this martial arts conference. He is regarded by everyone as the main force to challenge Chen Feng.

"A small matter."

After Zhuo Jianchen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and rested, and stopped talking, and was quite arrogant.

All the people present discussed it enthusiastically before going down to rest.

After everyone left, Luo Zhen sat down for a while and turned to the inner hall alone.

There was a person waiting in the inner hall, but he was a secret guard of the military inspector. He secretly contacted Luo Zhen on behalf of the court, and the two sides had already cooperated.

"How are you ready?"

Luo Zhen asked in a deep voice.

The Secret Guard of the Military Inspection Department clasped his fists: "Don't worry, the leader Luo, the dead soldiers have all dispersed and acted according to the plan. If Chen Feng can be removed this time, the court will remember the Nanhua School's contribution."

"Don't leak the news." Luo Zhen whispered.

“This is natural.”

The Secret Guard of the Military Inspection Division nodded and left quietly.

...

March 18th, arrived as scheduled.

Early in the morning, all the people living at the foot of the mountain set off one after another. The mountain roads were filled with people climbing the mountain, and the people were filled with people.

Because there is not a large enough square in the Nanhua School, the Wulin Conference is located on a platform in Yunxia Mountain, called Dengyuntai. It is wide in area and is enough to accommodate most people.

Teams of various sects arrived one after another, occupied the center, set up a formation, and left a piece of open space as a competition arena.

The disciples of the disciple brought chairs to the head, elders and invited masters to sit down, and waited while drinking tea.

Soon, people from all walks of life also arrived and surrounded the three inner and three outer layers.

The usually pure Chongyuntai has become crowded and lively today.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the sun gradually rose.

As the crowd grows bigger, some people are gradually impatient.

"Why haven't Chen Feng come yet? He won't break the appointment?"

"What's the rush to watch the fun? Are you calm and composed when you don't see the heads of those big sects?"

"I wonder if Chen Feng really has thousands of pounds of strength as rumored."

"Hey, you came from the north, we all know that Chen Feng has a divine power, and it is as easy as eating and drinking water."

The crowd was noisy and there was a lot of discussion.

Just as everyone was in agitation, a disciple of Nanhua who was inquiring about news at the foot of the mountain ran up the mountain and shouted loudly in front of the heroes of the world:

"Chen Feng has gone up the mountain!"

As soon as the words came, the members of the major sects looked shaking, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"The devil is here!"

Luo Zhen's tone was calm.

Many people from the world who were joining in the fun also became energetic and stretched their necks and looked at the mountain road curiously.

Soon, a group of people appeared in everyone's sight.

The leader was Zhou Jing, who only brought some minions. Compared with the heroes present, the minions' skills can be ignored. It is not an exaggeration to say that he went to the meeting alone.

Zhou Jing was holding an iron spear, his steps were full of wind. Even though there were crowds of people here, he looked as if nothing had happened and stalked up, as if thousands of troops could not move him.

There are many powerful people in the world, but at this moment, they will not be ignorant of stopping them. Their eyes follow Zhou Jing closely and make way for them to make way.

Zhou Jing was not afraid at all, walked straight through the sea of ​​people, came to the open space in the center, looked around and smiled loudly:

"What a big formation. You have taken great pains to deal with me. I will come to the appointment today. I hope you don't let me down."

"Bold madman, you act against your actions and do evil. When you come to us, you dare to be arrogant!"

There was an elder of a great sect who couldn't stand Zhou Jing's arrogant look and some people were so brave that they scolded him.

Zhou Jing glanced at him, pointed at the spear, and grinned:

"You old guy, you are so slutty. If you can't stand it, you will end up playing a few tricks with me. If you don't have the courage, you will shut up, otherwise you won't want to go down the mountain alive today."

The elder suddenly felt the evil spirits blowing at the face, his courage vented, his face turned pale, and he was as silent as a cicada.

Seeing this, Zhou Jing snorted, swept across everyone from a long spear, and shouted straight to the point:

"Today, Grandpa will use martial arts to accomplish all the masters in the world. You can use any ability to do it. Don't say nonsense, let's see the truth under our hands!"

Although he didn't bring many people on this trip, his momentum soared to the sky and overwhelmed the heroes present.

Seeing that he was not afraid, no matter what everyone thought of him, they couldn't help but secretly praised him with a courageous expression in their hearts.
Chapter completed!