The heavens start from Quanzhen swordsmanship

Chapter 94
Three more Mongols.

Xu Zhiqing and Guo Jing looked at each other, and they followed Lu Guanying and his wife to avoid accidents.

"I don't know where Xiongtai came from? What's the point of coming here?"

Lu Guanying didn't say anything of welcome this time.

The wave of Mongols who came in front was here to make trouble.

This wave of people doesn't seem to be easy to get along with.

He wasn't welcoming at all.

Lu Guanying's blunt words made the three Mongolian people in front of him not angry.

The leader said hehe: "I heard that the martial arts conference will be held here, and many masters from the Central Plains will be gathered, so I want to come and have a look!"

What he said was not coherent, to be precise, he is not very good at Chinese.

After he spoke once, he felt that it was not good to be stuttering, so he turned his head and spoke Mongolian to the Mongolian people around him.

Xu Zhiqing and the others saw him finish speaking,

A Mongolian standing behind him walked out, glanced around and said loudly: "This is the number one Mongolian warrior, Nimoxing, and the reason why he came here is to meet you Central Plains martial arts masters!"

After the man finished speaking, the heroes stared at him angrily.

They had previously thought the man was a Mongol.

At this time, I looked carefully, but found that this person was only wearing Mongolian clothes, and he was still Han in essence.

This man didn't seem to be afraid of the people around him at all. He looked around with a disdainful smile on his lips.

When Guo Jing and the others heard this name, there was no change on their faces.

Xu Zhiqing felt familiar, and after thinking about it carefully, it really reminded him.

This one is a master in Mongolia. It seems that he has a bad relationship with Jinlun Fawang?
By the way, he remembered that the one who was cheated by Jinlun Fawang was Nimoxing.

Could it be this one?
Thinking of this, Xu Zhiqing was looking at Nimoxing with playfulness in his eyes.

Guo Jing also heard that person's words.

He looked at the Han people in Mongolian clothes, the so-called traitors.

"You are not a dignified Han, surrender to the Mongols!"

"How can you be worthy of your ancestors!"

Guo Jing doesn't know how to curse, he always speaks the truth.

But this person thought Guo Jing was scolding him.

"Hmph, what do you know, you reckless man? I am a good bird that chooses a tree to live in. If the Southern Song Dynasty is no good, it will definitely be the world of Great Mongolia in the future!"

Guo Jing was taken aback when he heard the words, and then said sonorously: "I, Guo Jing, are a reckless man, but I still know what loyalty is, what is righteousness, and what is filial piety!"

"You surrendered to Mongolia for the unfaithful, unrighteous and unfilial people!"

"If you still have a conscience, take off your clothes and become a Han Chinese again!"

After he finished speaking, he stared at the man.

"dream!"

How could this man take off his Mongolian clothes?

He brushed off his sleeves: "How do you know the greatness of Great Mongolia outside the well?"

When Guo Jing heard this, he stopped talking nonsense with this man.

He turned his head to look at Jinlun Fawang.

"You guys come here again and again to make trouble, what exactly are you trying to do?"

Xu Zhiqing sighed inwardly.

He didn't understand why Guo Jing couldn't do gang fights?

He thinks about it too, if Guo Jing doesn't talk speculatively and fights in groups, he probably won't be Guo Jing.

There is only one Guo Jing in the world.

If he was Guo Jing, when that person was talking about Great Mongolia, he would directly call on the people to attack them, and kill them first.

If he was alone, he might not be able to kill this Nemo star.

Both Jinlun Fawang and Nimoxing are masters.

Far from being able to kill him now.

While Xu Zhiqing was still thinking about this, Huo Dou opened his mouth.

"Guo Daxia, we are here to run for the leader of the martial arts alliance? Could it be that you don't have any masters? Are you afraid of us?"

Huo Dou also did not expect the arrival of Nimoxing.

He knows Nimoxing's martial arts, even if he can't beat his master, he won't be too weak against his master!

Huo Dou's words always added fuel to the fire.

It aroused the indignation of the heroes.

"You're talking nonsense, there are so many martial arts masters in the Central Plains, each one of them can drown you with a mouthful of spit!"

"That's right, the little Mongols dare to speak out loud!"

Xu Zhiqing sighed silently in his heart when he was outraged by the heroes.

Could it be that he is too despicable?
Always thinking about beating Jinlun Fawang to death?

Why don't the heroes sitting here want to fight in groups?
What kind of reputation do you talk about with the Mongols?
Xu Zhiqing thought about it, and looked up at Guo Jing.

The problem should lie with Guo Jing.

Now that the scene is controlled by Guo Jing, Guo Jing must be the main player in the crowd.

If Guo Jing didn't talk about fighting, they definitely wouldn't fight.

Huo Dou listened to those people's sarcasm, with a sneer on his face.

"Really? Then I want to ask Gang Leader Huang's big dog stick method. Why doesn't she dare to go forward?"

As he spoke, he focused his gaze on Huang Rong.

Just when Huang Rong wanted to move.

Guo Fu was annoyed, she drew her sword and rushed out.

"If you want to learn my mother's kung fu, you have to pass my level first!"

"Fuer!"

Guo Jing looked at his daughter who came out, and frowned.

"go back!"

After Huo Dou heard Guo Jing's words, he smiled.

"I thought about you, but your father won't let me!"

He said, turning his head to look at Huang Rong.

"We are choosing the leader of the martial arts alliance. Shouldn't the one with the highest martial arts be eligible to be the leader?"

He said without waiting for Huang Rong to speak.

"Among all of you here, I'm afraid no one can beat my master!"

Hearing this, some of the heroes said coldly: "It's a joke, whether it's Guo Daxia or Huang Gangzhu, as well as the Quanzhen sect's Daoist Wang and Daoist Hao! If they randomly choose one of them, your master will probably be beaten to the ground, right?"

When Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong beside Huang Rong heard this, their expressions changed slightly.

If it is someone else, they can still hit a dozen.

That Golden Wheel Dharma King...

The two of them couldn't say anything at the moment.

"Hahaha! I laughed so hard!"

Huo Dou laughed out loud when he heard this, he spread out the fan in his hand and slapped it several times.

"How about Guo Daxia, Huang Gangzhu, Xiao Wang still doesn't know, but the Taoists of the Quanzhen sect!"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong.

"I don't know if their injuries have healed?"

As he spoke, he glanced at the puzzled heroes.

"I'm afraid you don't know, my master visited Zhongnan Mountain alone last year to visit the Quanzhen sect's martial arts!"

"What do you think about the final result? My master retreated unharmed, and the Quanzhen Seven Sons are all wounded!"

Huo Dou's words were used very well. It was clearly a draw, and both sides had their own injuries.

From what he said, it seemed that the King of the Golden Wheel had wounded someone from the Quanzhen sect and then drifted away.

When the heroes heard this, they looked at Wang Chuyi and Hao Datong.

Seeing that the two didn't open their mouths to refute, there was an uproar.

How have they never heard of such a thing.

Seeing this, Huo Dou showed a smug smile.

"Boss Huang, since you have a lot of martial arts talents in the Central Plains, we only have a few here, and there are a few people who don't know martial arts!"

"Why don't we come to three games to see the difference?"

"If we win more, then my master will be the leader of the martial arts alliance. I don't know if you dare or not?"

Before Huang Rong opened her mouth to speak, someone among the heroes shouted, "Why don't you dare?"

Xu Zhiqing took a glance, suspecting that Huo Dou had invited all the heroes here.

They are all like this, what can Huang Rong say?
If Huang Rong disagreed, wouldn't her own morale be lost?
Huang Rong was forced to agree.

"I don't know which three of you came out!"

Huo Dou fanned his fans with a smile on his face.

"Of course it's me, my master, and..."

He turned around and looked at Nimoxing.

"Senior Ni, you want to learn from the masters of the Central Plains, why don't you participate in one?"

Nimoxing said in blunt Chinese: "Good!"

Seeing this, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

He took the initiative to stand up: "I don't know which one of you will come to enlighten me first?"

Huo Dou said, and waved Guo Jing and Xu Zhiqing back.

"Please get out of the way, both of you, and leave some space for us to compete!"

When Xu Zhiqing heard this, he just wanted him to teach Huo Dou a lesson, but Guo Jing nodded and took his arm to leave.

He really gave way to Huo Dou.

Teachers!

Xu Zhiqing and Guo Jing walked back to Huang Rong's side.

Guo Jing asked about Huang Rong, let him come for the first match!

Huang Rong shook her head.

"Brother Jing, we have to allocate it well. That Jinlun Fawang's martial arts are so high that ordinary people can't compare them!"

"There is also Nimoxing. I don't know how his martial arts are. If he dares to be called the number one warrior in Mongolia, his martial arts must not be low!"

Xu Zhiqing nodded secretly while listening to Huang Rong's analysis.

"We guarantee two complete victories in order to win back the face of the Central Plains martial arts!"

What they knew in their hearts was that it was not who would be the leader of the martial arts, but the opponent's coming, which would suppress the morale of the martial arts in the Central Plains.

"The first match, Huo Dou, we must win!"

While Huang Rong was discussing, Huo Dou said to Guo Fu: "Miss Fu, why don't you go back with your father? Could it be that you really want to fight me?"

"If you make a move, do it, I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Guo Fu couldn't take it anymore, so she raised her sword and went up!

As soon as she made a move, Na Huo Dou snatched the sword with her backhand in just a few moves.

"Sister Fu!"

When Wu Xiuwen saw this, he jumped out directly.

He shot at Huo Dou.

Seeing this, Huo Dou snorted coldly, but he was not afraid.

He couldn't even beat the five ugly, he didn't think this person would be his opponent!

However, as soon as he took over, he knew he was careless.

The opponent's internal strength is solid and his kung fu is exquisite, not low at all.

Huo Dou saw the opponent's long sword attacking, but he turned around and stabbed Guo Fu.

Wu Xiuwen was impatient, and stopped in front of Guo Fu.

However, the moment he was distracted, Huo Dou turned around and hit Wu Xiuwen's hand with a fan, knocking off Wu Xiuwen's long sword in an instant.

Just when he was about to continue to take down Wu Xiuwen, he saw Wu Xiuwen throwing his sword, and pointed at him as a sword.

Seeing this, Huo Dou didn't dare to continue.

He simply stopped.

"Hehe, Miss Fu, I've learned your moves, isn't it good!"

As he spoke, he looked at Wu Xiuwen, and also hehe said: "If you want a hero to save the beauty, the premise is that you have to be good at kung fu?"

Wu Xiuwen didn't care about anything else, as long as Guo Fu was fine.

He looked at Huo Dou vigilantly, but he didn't dare to make any further moves.

Even with a weapon, he couldn't beat Huo Dou. Without a weapon, he definitely wasn't Huo Dou's opponent.

"Guo Fu, Xiuwen, come back!"

Guo Jing opened his mouth and called back the two of them.

Huang Rong looked at Huo Dou: "Little Prince, this one doesn't count, does it?"

Huo Dou waved his hands vigorously: "It's just to play with the junior, this one is of course not counted!"

He said he took the initiative to ask.

"You guys were discussing before. I don't know if the discussion is over? Who will play the first game!"

Just as Huang Rong wanted to say no, she suddenly asked: "Little Prince, are you sure this is your first match, it won't change!"

After hearing Huang Rong's words, Huo Dou put away his fan: "Of course it's Xiao Wang, it won't change!"

Seeing this, Huang Rong nodded.

She continued to ask: "What about the second game? Who will play?"

Just as Huo Dou was about to say it, he suddenly remembered something and looked at Huang Rong playfully.

He heard that Huang Rong's resourcefulness was superior to martial arts, so if the other party asked him like this, there must be some kind of plan.

He thought about it, hehe said: "In the first match, it was not me, but senior Yuni who made the move!"

Huo Dou said, turning his head to look at Nimoxing.

"Senior Ni, don't you want to learn the martial arts of the Central Plains? Since this is the case, how about you come to the first round?"

Upon hearing this, Nimoxing spoke blunt Chinese and said, "Good!"

After he finished speaking, he stood beside Huo Dou, and then scanned Xu Zhiqing, Guo Jing and the others.

Huo Dou turned his head and saw Huang Rong's face changed, he was very pleased.

Huang Rong really had a plan!
He thought to Huang Rong and said, "I don't know, which one of you will be the first one?"

Xu Zhiqing listened to Huo Dou's words, and he glanced at Huang Rong whose expression had changed.

He knew that Huang Rong was thinking of Tian Ji's horse racing method.

"Senior Sister, the other party came here clearly, you can still implement the idea in your heart!"

Xu Zhiqing's words reminded Huang Rong.

That's right, the person on the other side goes out first, and the person on their side goes out last.

She can make someone according to the situation!

But how about Nimoxing's martial arts, no one knows?

Huang Rong was also in a dilemma.

"Ma'am, if there is no one, let me come!"

"Brother Jing, no, I don't know the origin of this martial art. Your martial arts are good, but you still have to suffer a bit when you face the martial arts that you don't know the origin of!"

Huang Rong said, but Huo Dou was impatient.

"Have you discussed it? I think you should admit defeat?"

Huo Dou's urging made one person uncomfortable.

"You barbarians, why don't you let me learn from this brother's brilliant trick!"

Xu Zhiqing looked, and it was Zhu Ziliu who stood up.

Zhu Ziliu cupped his hands at Huang Rong: "Guangzhu Huang, why don't we let Zhu play the first game!"

Huang Rong thought of Zhu Ziliu's martial arts. He learned not only the Yiyang Finger from Master Yideng, but also the strange weapon Judge's Brush.

She nodded: "Brother Zhu, safety first!"

Zhu Ziliu nodded slightly: "Don't worry!"

As he spoke, he took the initiative to walk over and stop in front of Nimoxing.

Zhu Ziliu's weapon is a judge's pen, which is a strange weapon, and the Nemo star opposite him is not a serious weapon.

It is a long whip that few people use.

The judge's pen versus the long whip, which one is better!

When Zhu Ziliu and Nimoxing saw each other's weapons, they were very cautious.

People who use this kind of weapon are basically masters.

Even if he is not a master, he still has a unique skill.

The two looked at each other, and Zhu Ziliu cupped his hands and was about to say hello.

But he saw Nimoxing take the opportunity to flick the whip in his hand and whip it towards him.

When the heroes saw this, they cursed at being despicable.

Zhu Ziliu was not afraid, seeing the swift and fierce whip, he turned the judge's pen in his hand and moved it repeatedly in the air.

With a turn of the pen, the long whip that was drawn towards him was stopped by him.

Nimoxing rolled his long whip, and it rolled back into space.

As soon as he raised his hand, it was another whip.

Zhu Ziliu was holding a pen and waving it in the air.

Xu Zhiqing looked over, but saw that Zhu Ziliu seemed to be writing in the air.

He knew some information about Zhu Ziliu, the number one calligrapher, and also the number one scholar!

Both literature and martial arts are excellent!

It is also able to integrate martial arts into the technique, which can be regarded as a self-proclaimed system.

It is difficult for others to learn.

Xu Zhiqing saw that Zhu Ziliu's strokes were like silver hooks and iron blades, with fierce vigor.

The point of the pen tip is all the vital points of Nimoxing.

It's a pity that his judge's pen is short, but Nimoxing's whip is long.

Every time he wanted to stab him, he was pulled away by Nimoxing.

Xu Zhiqing also reads, but he only knows a little about calligraphy.

Seeing Zhu Ziliu's brushwork, he also frowned.

He only used it as a move to crack it.

He knew that the best way to crack it was to know what Zhu Ziliu wrote.

But without knowing the premise, the only way to crack it is to attack quickly.

He thought so, and Nemoxing apparently did too.

Nimoxing didn't understand what the Central Plains man wrote in front of him at all, he knew that every stroke of the Central Plains man pointed directly at the vital points all over his body.

If you don't pay attention, if you lose the battle, you may die here.

Nimoxing was engrossed, and the whip in his hand was also waving a wicked way.

It was obviously just a long whip, but it seemed to have life in Nimoxing's hands, like a sixth limb!
Flexibility even exceeds that of the fifth limb.

Xu Zhiqing and others were amazed at Zhu Ziliu's martial arts, and also amazed at Nimoxing's whipping technique.

During their spectating battle, Nimoxing and Zhu Ziliu had already exchanged hundreds of moves.

Just when everyone was thinking about when they would be able to tell the winner.

But Nimoxing waved his hand, and the snake-shaped iron whip suddenly spread out and stretched a little bit.

This change was only noticed by a few people watching.

Zhu Ziliu thought he was familiar with Nimoxing's snake-shaped iron whip, but he didn't expect that the whip would become longer!
The whip came fast and hard.

Zhu Ziliu, who had no time to return to defense, was pierced through his right arm by the long whip.

Nimoxing pulled suddenly, only to hear a thud, and the whip was pulled out by him!

At the end of the long whip that was pulled out, there was still Zhu Ziliu's dripping flesh and blood.

Nimoxing didn't finish this, the whip he pulled out circled around, and another whip hit Zhu Ziliu's body.

He directly sent Zhu Ziliu flying.

In the fight between masters, everything happens in the blink of an eye!
Others couldn't react at all.

"Brother Zhu!"

Huang Rong, Guo Jing and others hurried over.

Guo Jing looked at Zhu Ziliu who was bleeding profusely, and hurriedly tapped acupuncture points to help Zhu Ziliu temporarily stop the blood.

After seeing Zhu Ziliu's injury, Lu Guanying's face was serious, and he told Zhuang Ding: "Go and take Brother Zhu to see a doctor!"

They were like this on this side, but Huo Dou on the other side laughed out loud.

He came to Nimoxing, stretched out his hand and patted Nimoxing, but saw Nimoxing spit out blood.

Seeing this, Huo Dou's expression changed, and he hastily supported Nimoxing with his hands.

He didn't understand why Nemoxing was injured.

"Senior Ni, are you alright?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Nimoxing's neck crooked and passed out.

Huo Dou was stunned.

The two Mongolians who followed Nimoxing rushed up after seeing it.

One of them breathed a sigh of relief after checking it out.

He turned his head and murmured to Houdu, then carried Nimoxing on his back and left here.

I don't know if Huo Dou was stunned, and the heroes also didn't understand.

Xu Zhiqing, Wang Chuyi, Hao Datong, Guo Jing and others could see it clearly.

Hao Datong saw that some people were puzzled, so he said it softly.

"It's a pen!"

(End of this chapter)