The heads of the Diaoyutai who were originally sitting firmly can no longer sit still. Xi Heng said: "Leader Quan, this is different from what we agreed at the beginning."
Mo Chongxiao also said: "What you told us at the beginning was to use a martial arts competition to decide the next leader of the martial arts alliance, but now it has turned into a crusade against the Guhui Sect."
"Plans always fail to keep up with changes." Quan Gongyuan said, "Guhui Sect has already attacked us, do we still have to swallow our anger? Leader Mo, I remember that the young leader of your Hengshan sect died in It fell into the hands of Guhui Sect."
Mo Chongxiao was noncommittal about this matter. The Hengshan Sect originally did not have the title of Lesser Leader. The so-called Young Master is the posthumous son of the late senior brother Mo Chongxiao. He spends his days drinking, drinking and being a playboy, which brings a lot of infamy to the Hengshan sect. Mo Chongxiao cannot argue with his late senior brother because of his face, but in his heart I have long been fed up with him. When he died at the hands of the sorceress from Guhui Cult, although Mo Chongxiao was furious on the surface, he was actually relieved in his heart.
"When our Hengshan faction members died, I didn't even say anything. Why are you more active than us?" Mo Chongxiao said sarcastically.
Quan Gongyuan has been the leader of the alliance for so many years. He has not developed other skills, so he has indeed become thick-skinned. He turned a deaf ear to Mo Chongxiao's sarcasm, and said with a righteous tone: "As the leader of the martial arts alliance, I am bound to do this. You leaders are very righteous, and I believe you will not ignore the dangers in the world."
In the name of righteousness, Quan Gongyuan forcibly tied all the leaders to his chariot. Even though the leaders don't want to get involved in this mess, they can't say it openly.
"It seems that we have all been used as a weapon by the leader of the alliance." Qi Heng said, still smiling on his face.
Mo Chongxiao walked around in the courtyard, restless.
"Brother Qi, you are still leisurely. The centuries-old foundation of our Hengshan Sect cannot be destroyed by my hands."
"Brother Mo is serious. It's just a crusade against a cult. How can it destroy a century-old foundation?"
"It's easy to say, but it's just a crusade against an evil cult. The Guhui Sect is far away in southern Xinjiang, which is remote and full of poisonous insects and poisonous obstacles. When we people from the Central Plains go there, even if we don't use force, we are simply not acclimatized to the climate. That’s enough for us to drink a pot. The people killed by the Guhui Sect were all in the court, and most of the people who died in the world were scum. If we say he is a cult, well, even if he is a cult, he has nothing to do with us. what relationship?"
"Didn't the leader say that? The Guhui Sect is already attacking us, how can we choose to stand still."
"It's just a few pythons. Isn't there anyone else in this world who can use snakes besides the Gu Hui Sect?"
"Even if there are other snake wielders, but the alliance leader insists that they are snakes from the Guhui sect, what can we do?"
"Alas." Mo Chongxiao sighed, "He should not have been allowed to become the alliance leader in the first place."
Today's martial arts world in the Central Plains is in a period of crisis. More than ten years ago, when the Tatars invaded China, a group of martial artists died defending their homeland. Now those left in the world are either old or young. The older generation is too old and can no longer come out of the mountains, while the younger generation has not yet grown up. If another batch is brought in because of the crusade against the cult, what will the Central Plains martial arts community do to compete with the imperial court
"It would be great if the person from Wuyou Villa is willing to stand up and speak."
"It's not like you don't know that person's temperament. He never cares about the life and death of others. What does the survival of the Central Plains Wulin have to do with him?"
"But he has an apprentice here." Qi Heng said with a smile.
Ye Wuji had personal experience of the strength of the Gu Hui Sect, and he did not want to follow these enthusiastic young people to the southern Xinjiang. But now she is riding a tiger with difficulty. After five days of competition, her martial arts has been recognized as the best among the younger generation. She did not participate in this major event of conquering the cult. How will she walk in the world in the future
A group of young people who were just starting out were so excited by Quan Gongyuan's few words that they were gearing up to take down the demon from southern Xinjiang.
"Can these people have an understanding of their own strength?" Ye Wuji complained to Zhan Qingfeng when he returned to the hospital.
"Otherwise, you should go back to Wuyou Villa." Zhan Qingfeng suggested, "It's okay not to have the false reputation of a martial arts leader."
"No!" Ye Wuji said, "It would be okay if I went back before I entered the ring. But now, if I retreat, I will leave a stain of cowardice and cowardice in the future."
"But, in my opinion, it is a fantasy to rely on these rabble to capture the Guhui Sect."
"Why don't I know?" Ye Wuji said, "I think Quan Gongyuan just set up a trap for everyone to fall into. What do you think he is trying to do?"