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Chapter 35: Fighting to appear (please vote for monthly recommendations)
As masters from the world of martial arts continue to enter the Shaolin Temple, the scene becomes bigger and bigger.The main hall could not accommodate so many people, so in the end, tables and chairs had to be placed in the martial arts field in the back mountain, turning the martial arts field into a conference venue.

This is why the Shaolin Temple has this ability. In addition to the martial monks, there are also monks who specialize in Buddhism. Together, there are thousands of people. With everyone's efforts, the layout can be completed in a very short time.

Around noon, more and more people from the martial arts community came. In addition to the famous and upright sects, people from the martial arts families such as Duan of Dali and Murong of Gusu also arrived one after another.

In the end, evil masters such as the Four Great Evils came to Shaolin Temple. The martial arts conference was a grand ceremony for people in the world. Every time it was held, earth-shattering figures appeared. People who practiced martial arts should come and see it whenever they had time.

Duan Yanqing is wearing a green robe and holding a pair of iron staffs. Behind him are Ye Erniang, who does all evil, the Crocodile God of the South China Sea, and Yun Zhonghe, who is "extremely evil."

The four evil men arrived at once.

During the martial arts competition, Abbot Xuanci treated his guests with courtesy, regardless of whether they were good or evil.

Duan Yanqing is famous in the world and is a top figure in the evil world. When the four evil men came to the venue, they were naturally given tables and chairs.

While Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu and his son were confronting the four villains, Murong Fu, Deng Baichuan, Gong Yeqian, Bao Bubutong, Feng Bo evil, as well as the cave masters and island masters of Cave 36 and Island 72 came with thousands of people. Arrive at Shaolin Temple.

Wuyangyang's large group of people arrived, and for a while, the noisy venue was silent. No one thought that Nan Murong had such power. Thousands of evil people gathered in Shaolin. Among these people, there were no less than half a hundred of the first-class masters in the world. Among them is Zhuo Bufan, the sword god at the pinnacle of the first-class realm.

Abbot Xuanci's face dropped when he saw this scene. Murong Fu also came with bad intentions. Thousands of evil masters, although they would not attack the Shaolin Temple in front of the world's heroes, Murong Fu might also have the desire to win over the leader of the martial arts alliance. idea.

After some pleasantries, the Shaolin Temple arranged a place for Murong Fu and his party to sit.

Murong Fu directly occupied hundreds of seats. Now there are tens of thousands of people in the venue. Wherever there is a seat for everyone, only these famous figures in the world can get seats. Most of them can only stand on the outside and watch. Just lively.

Now Murong Fu is in high spirits and extremely confident. He conquered the Lingjiu Palace and obtained all the martial arts secrets in the Lingjiu Palace. His martial arts have greatly improved.

What pleased him even more than his great progress in martial arts was that there was hope for the restoration of the country. During this trip, he recruited all evil forces in 36 holes and 72 islands.

With the help of these masters, he finally saw the hope of conquering the world. This force was extremely powerful. Thousands of martial arts masters, with a little reorganization, could form a powerful army. Murong Fu was extremely proud of this.

All the forces in the martial arts world looked at "Nan Murong" with awe, and groups of people in small groups were whispering about Murong Fu's momentum, secretly admiring him.

The discussions of these people made Murong Fu even more satisfied. His martial arts had made great progress. As long as he took the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance, the restoration of the country was already half done in his eyes. The Murong family finally regained its glory under his leadership. !

Amidst the noise, the sound of galloping horses suddenly came from the mountainside.The hoofing of the horses became louder and louder, and soon four yellow cloth flags were raised from the edge of the cliff. Four horses came running up the mountain, each rider holding a flag, fluttering in the wind.There are five big black characters written on the four yellow flags: "Beggars Gang Zhuzhuang".The four of them were all dressed as beggars, carrying cloth bags on their backs, holding flagpoles in their hands, and said nothing.

All the heroes said: "The leader of the Beggar Clan, Zhuang Juxian, has arrived." Seeing the arrogant momentum of the four yellow flags dominating the world, and the agile and powerful skills of the people holding the flags, everyone became interested in the new leader of the Beggar Clan. This person is extremely mysterious, and no one knows who he is. What a heroic figure.

More than [-] horses galloped up the mountain. The first riders were more than [-] six-bag disciples, followed by thirty or forty seven-bag disciples, and more than ten eight-bag disciples.

After a while, there were four elders carrying nine bags on their backs. Finally, accompanied by a girl in purple, a tall horse galloped into the martial arts arena. The passenger on the horse was wearing a knotted brocade robe, with a dull look on his face, like a zombie.

When the knowledgeable people among the heroes saw him, they knew that he was wearing a human skin mask and did not want to show his true face. They all thought: "This man is Zhuang Juxian, the leader of the Beggar Clan. He wants to compete with the Shaolin sect for the leader of the martial arts alliance." , but how can we not reveal our true colors?"

Just when Zhuang Juxian, Abbot Xuanci and others were about to announce the start of the martial arts conference, the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded. The carriage did not stop far away like the others, but went straight through the crowd towards the martial arts arena. Goes away slowly in the middle.

"Everyone, I can't teach you how to be polite." The voice was clear. Even though tens of thousands of people gathered at the back of the Shaolin Temple, Li Wutian's voice still reached everyone's ears clearly.

Li Wutian revealed this earth-shattering internal skill. It was okay for ordinary warriors, but these people didn't know how difficult it was to achieve this step.

Abbot Xuanci, Murong Fu, Zhuang Juxian, the secretly hidden Jiumozhi, Duan Yanqing, Duan Zhengchun, Duan Yu, Zhuo Bufan and other first-class and top masters all changed their expressions. They could not see the depth of Taoist cultivation in front of them, which was simply shocking.

As the master, Abbot Xuanci looked intently at the carriage in the middle of the martial arts arena, gathered his breath and spoke loudly, "Taoist Li can participate in the martial arts conference, which will bring glory to Shaolin Pengyi. Taoist Li, please take a seat!" The loud voice was heard from far away, Showing extremely deep inner strength.

Tens of thousands of heroes cheered, he was indeed a Shaolin monk, these words were as loud as thunder!
Only people above the first-class realm were indifferent. Abbot Xuanci's methods were far inferior to Li Wutian. It was not difficult to shout loudly. It was rare that the voice sounded like a conversation to tens of thousands of people in different positions. This kind of spring breeze The means are beyond their knowledge.

A woman's pair of crystal-white jade hands first lifted the curtain, and then she got off the carriage with a graceful and graceful figure. The eyes of the heroes were directed at the woman. This peerless beauty made the scene silent for a while. These martial arts people did not expect the carriage. The person who came down was not Li Wutian, but a pretty young woman.

"Master, please." Kang Min was dressed in white silk clothes and looked very beautiful. She spoke softly, with a hint of astringency, softly and endlessly lingering. Listening to it was really soul-stirring and fascinating. To seize it, to destroy the soul.

Many people stared at Kang Min with an expression of obsession.

Several people at the scene were shocked. Duan Zhengchun stood up from his chair with a "chuck" sound and looked at the woman in shock. Isn't this his Amin?

(End of this chapter)