Astral Apostle

As one of the five major sects of the world, the Nanhua School has prosperous incense and good financial resources.

This place was originally a place for cleaning, but now it has become very lively.

During this time, there was an endless stream of people from all corners of the world who came to celebrate the grand event. Every day, a large number of people from all corners of the world came to pay a visit.

Although the Nanhua faction is not small, it can't accommodate all the people from the rivers and lakes, so the gate only welcomes the masters of the major sects and boxing aids.

The so-called people who come from afar are guests, these people are all here to create momentum for the martial arts conference, and the Nanhua faction is not scornful. Under the order of the head Luo Zhen, the disciples in the sect have to explain and apologize to the newly arrived Jianghu people every day. Almost froze.

Although there are occasional small frictions, most people in Jianghu can understand and have no opinion.

Some people are accustomed to sleeping in the open air, and find a place to camp near the Nanhuapai Mountain Gate.

There are still a few days before the date of the battle, and the eight sects have finally arrived.

In the main hall of the Nanhua Sect, the leaders, elders and invited experts from the eight sects gathered together. In addition, several sects with good strength also sent their backbones to help out.

The people present at this time are all big-headed people in the arena.

Luo Zhen sat in the main seat, bowed in a circle, and said sternly:

"All the fellows from the rivers and lakes have come in front of you, and I am very grateful. Let's not talk about gossip. Chen Feng, the devil of the world, is a disaster for the rivers and lakes, disregarding the views of the door, and spreading the secrets of stealing people everywhere. You are holding a martial arts conference just to deal with this beast."

Everyone in the audience nodded in response, sharing the same hatred.

The Wushan faction was also among them, and their faces were full of anger.

The reason why the martial arts conference was held was for the Jiang Chunmen faction whose secret books were taken away.

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

This position was originally not his turn, but because the elders and uncles in the sect were frightened by Chen Feng last time, when they thought of facing Chen Feng directly this time, they all avoided it and were unwilling to be this early bird.

He volunteered, so in the absence of competition, he temporarily became the acting head and led the team on a journey.

At this moment, Lin Song stood up, clasped his fists to everyone, and made a grateful expression:

"My Wushan faction was in great trouble, and I couldn't keep the unique skills in the school. I am ashamed of the ancestors. I would like to thank all the seniors for my Wushan faction. This kind of gratitude, my Wushan faction will not dare to forget."

Hearing this, everyone spoke out to comfort them.

"Good talk, good talk."

"Alas, it's a pity to die, Master Shen I Yingjie."

Lin Song bowed and said a few more scenes before taking his seat again.

His face was calm, but his heart was not sure.

It's just that his seniority in the sect is still relatively low. If he does not take this opportunity to ascend to the throne, even if he marries the daughter of the former sect master, it will be difficult to compete for the sect master's position.

Lin Song dared to come forward, not because he thought that Chen Feng would take care of his face and show mercy, but because after getting along for a while, he felt that with Chen Feng's straightforward temperament, he would not shake off his affairs. At the same time, he came to him this time. I didn't plan to deal with Chen Feng either, I just pretended.

At this time, the elder of one of the sects said in a deep voice:

"The major sects are gathered together. We have such a large number of masters, why do we have to preach morality to that kind of wicked person? After that Chen Feng comes to the door, we simply swarm him and hack him to death once and for all, no need to do so. Struggling to get better."

"It's not right." Luo Zhen immediately objected: "We are righteous people who keep their word, and if we agree to discuss it, we won't be able to destroy our agreement. Otherwise, if Chen Feng starts killing, I will be greatly damaged, and I will still He was ridiculed by Jianghu people. Besides, Chen Feng had tens of thousands of pirates,

far more powerful than us. "

The place where the martial arts conference was held was the hilltop of his Nanhua faction. If Chen Feng was executed on the spot for breach of contract, it would definitely anger Lu Lin. Whether it was successful or not, the tens of thousands of water bandits would not give up.

So at least in the martial arts conference, Luo Zhen did not intend to violate the agreement of the discussion. As for the aftermath, that's another matter.

He looked around the crowd and explained:

"It's beneficial to both parties to stop it, then Chen Feng can't ruin the life of the challenger, and we can waste his strength in the wheel battle. When he is always unable to catch up, our odds of winning will only get higher and higher. "

Hearing this, most people nodded in agreement.

Chen Feng's deeds, many people have heard of it, and their hearts are afraid. If it is not for this martial arts conference, which is a point-to-point competition, many people would not dare to participate.

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

"I've listened to you for a long time, how high is this Chen Feng's martial arts, and it can make so many of you throw the rat?"

This person is a generation of masters who are rampant in the northwest. He is called Sha Xingzhou and nicknamed "Mobei Condor".

The northwest boundary is very far from the south, and I don't feel deeply about Chen Feng's name, so Sha Xingzhou doesn't take it seriously.

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

Sha Xingzhou pouted: "Hmph, what I hear is false and what I see is true, then I will personally try to test this person's skills, is he as powerful as the rumors say."

At this time, an old man with a sword in the room also said:

"The old man is also curious, can this green forest's number one master be able to match the three-foot Qingfeng in my hands."

This person has white hair and white beard, long hair with a crown, long beard hanging down to the chest, a clear face, a red dot between the eyebrows, and a dusty temperament, like a fairy, wearing a green robe, big sleeves fluttering, and an extraordinary demeanor.

Hearing the old man speak, everyone present, whether it is the head of the faction or the disciple, bowed in awe:

"When the time comes, the senior swordsman will meet Chen Feng."

This old man is named Zhuo Jianchen, nicknamed "Juggernaut". He has been famous in the world for decades. He rarely meets an opponent. He is regarded by everyone as the main force to challenge Chen Feng.

"a piece of cake."

After Zhuo Jianchen finished speaking, he closed his eyes and didn't speak again.

There was another heated discussion among the people present, and then they went down to rest.

After the crowd dispersed, Luo Zhen sat for a while and then turned to the inner hall by herself.

There was a person waiting in the inner hall, but it was a secret guard of the military patrol division who secretly contacted Luo Zhen on behalf of the imperial court, and the two sides had already cooperated.

"How are you preparing?"

Luo Zhen asked in a deep voice.

The secret guard of the Xunwu Division clasped his fists: "Don't worry, Sect Master Luo, the dead soldiers have all dispersed and acted according to the plan. If Chen Feng can be removed this time, the court will credit the Nanhua faction."

"Don't miss the wind." Luo Zhen whispered.

"It's natural."

The secret guard of the Xunwu Division nodded and left quietly.

...

March 18, arrived as scheduled.

Early in the morning, people from all walks of life who lived at the foot of the mountain set off one after another, and the mountain road was full of climbers, and the voices were full of people.

Because there is not a large enough square in the Nanhua faction, the venue of the martial arts conference is located on a platform in Yunxia Mountain, called Dengyuntai, which is wide enough to accommodate most people.

Teams from various sects came to the scene one after another, occupying the center position, setting up the battle, leaving an open space as a competition arena.

The disciples under the sect brought chairs for the sect master, elders and invited experts to sit down, and waited while drinking tea.

Soon, people from all corners of the world who were watching the excitement also arrived, and the place was surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside.

Dengyuntai, which was usually clean, has become crowded and lively today.

Time passed by and the sun gradually rose.

As the crowd grew larger, some became impatient.

"Then why Chen Feng hasn't come yet, won't he break the appointment?"

"What are you anxious about watching the fun, aren't you looking at the heads of the big factions in a calm mood?"

"I don't know if Chen Feng really has thousands of pounds of strength as rumored."

"Hey, you came from the north, we all know from the south, that Chen Feng has a magical power, and it is as easy as eating and drinking water to open mountains and crack rocks."

The crowd was noisy and talking.

Just when everyone was in a commotion, a Nanhua faction disciple who was looking for news at the foot of the mountain ran up the mountain and shouted loudly in front of the gangsters:

"Chen Feng has gone up the mountain!"

The words fell, and the faces of the members of the major sects froze, as if they were facing a great enemy.

"The devil is here!"

Luo Zhen's tone was condensed.

Many Jianghu people who joined in the fun also came to the spirit and stretched their necks to look at the mountain road curiously.

Not long after, a group of people appeared in everyone's sight.

The leader was none other than Zhou Jing, who only brought a few minions. Compared with the group of heroes present, there were not many, and the skills of the minions could be ignored. It would not be an exaggeration to say that he went to the meeting alone.

Zhou Jing carried an iron spear casually, and his pace was fierce. Even if there were a lot of people here, he regarded it as nothing, and strode closer, as if thousands of troops could not move him.

There are many powerful people in the arena, but at this moment, they will not be obstructed by ignorance, and their eyes are closely following Zhou Jing, and they all make way.

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

"It's a big battle. You've taken great pains to deal with me. I'm here today, and I hope you won't let me down."

"Bold madman, you are doing the wrong thing and doing bad things, and you dare to be presumptuous in front of us!"

There was a large group of elders who couldn't get used to Zhou Jing's arrogant appearance. Some people were so bold, so they scolded him.

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

"You old man don't show off your tongue. If you can't see it, then you will end up having two moves with Lao Tzu, and shut up if you don't have the guts, or you won't want to go down the mountain alive today."

The elder suddenly felt suffocating, his courage was vented, his face was pale, and he was silent.

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

"Today, grandpa will use martial arts as a master in the world, and you will use whatever you can, don't talk nonsense, let's see the real chapter under our hands!"

Although he didn't bring many people on this trip, his momentum went straight to Xiao Han, and he actually overwhelmed the group of heroes present.

Seeing that he was awe-inspiring, no matter what everyone thought of him, they couldn't help but secretly praised him in their hearts.