Zhang Wuji was worried and discussed with the heroes of the Ming Cult day and night. However, they were located in the enemy's fundamental territory, and there were less than a hundred people from the Five Elements Flag around them. They were really being arrogant, and they couldn't leave at all.

So even though he was as arrogant as Zhou Dian, he didn't say any nonsense.

There was still one month before Laba, so Chen Zhao arranged for his men to pay attention to these martial arts heroes who had come from afar, while he focused on military and national affairs.

On November 30, a total of eleven people, including the five elders of Kongtong and the masters of the Qinghai faction, sneaked into the Yuan army camp stationed in Qianshuiyuan at night. They quickly refused to assassinate the Yuan Ting Long King and took the opportunity to set fire to the Yuan army camp.

Suddenly the night collapsed.

The Xia army took the opportunity to make a surprise attack and defeated the main force of the Yuan army. They killed 20,000 soldiers of the Yuan court. The rest fled. Zhang Yiming led his troops to the west and soon occupied the Longxi and Hexi corridors.

When the news came, Chen Zhao patted the table lightly and said to Zhou Zhiruo: "Longxi has been defeated. We don't have to worry about the future. We can focus on Guandong."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled slightly, with infinite beauty, and said: "Senior brother, the Yuan court is cruel, the Mingjiao faction is fighting, and the world will return to Daxia."

"I'd like to lend you your good words." Chen Zhao looked at Zhou Zhiruo's peerless appearance and sighed: "I get Zhiruo, just like Taizong got the Changsun family."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head, her eyes full of smiles, and said, "Brother, this is the court, not the back garden."

At this moment, Zhao Min opened the door and came in, reporting: "More than 3,000 martial arts heroes from Guandong have arrived. It is expected that..."

Before she could finish speaking, Chen Zhao waved his hand gently: "The King of Xia is enjoying the pleasure of the boudoir, and everyone in the world is waiting in advance."

"ah?"

"whee……"

…

In a blink of an eye, on the day of Laba, Zhang Wuji led a group of Mingjiao tycoons to Xuankong Temple according to the invitation.

The Xuankong Temple occupies a vast area, twice the size of the Shaolin Temple. There are many halls and buildings, but there are so many heroes from all walks of life that the front hall, back hall, left and right chambers of the Xuankong Temple are packed to the brim.

Among the various martial arts figures, some have a grudge against Xie Xun and are deliberately trying to kill him for revenge; some covet the dragon-slaying sword and wish to win the sword and become the supreme master of the martial arts; some have personal grudges between each other and want to seize the opportunity to settle them.

;Most of them come just to see the excitement.

The Emei sect did not have enough people, so Chen Zhao had already ordered Li Yuanfang to lead the official of the Imperial City Department to be responsible for the reception, leading them to rest in various places in the temple. The Wudang sect sent Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu, and the Kunlun sect led He Taichong and his wife Ban Shuxian.

With five junior brothers, Huashan Sect, Kongtong Sect, Qingcheng Sect, these sects that have joined Chen Xia, all come with the highest standards.

But no one from the Shaolin sect has come yet.

At noon, everyone from the Imperial City Department solemnly invited the heroes to come to the central courtyard in front of the main hall. This area is very spacious and is known as the "Hundred Acre Atrium".

At this time, dozens of large wooden sheds were erected in the courtyard. The heroes were led to take their seats. Those with a large number of members from each sect occupied one shed, and those with a smaller number sat in a shared shed.

The gathering of the heroes was a grand gathering, and many people who had rarely walked in the mountains and forests also showed up at this time.

At this time, Li Yuanfang secretly checked and found that there were six to seven thousand people on the field.

After all the guests were seated, the masters of the Emei sect came out in batches.

First, the male disciples from the outer sect, Qin Rong, Song Tong, and Li Zilong, together with more than ten male disciples, met with the heroes, and then came the Huangling sect, Dianyi sect, Tiefo sect, and Sichuan-Shu Escort Bureau from the four Emei sects.

For the branches, the leaders of each sect led the crowd, and then Jingxuan led the female disciples of the inner sect, including Jingxu, Jingjia, Ding Minjun, and Bei Jinyi.

Finally came Master Miejie, followed by Chen Zhao and Zhou Zhiruo.

Chen Zhao was tall and handsome, and Zhou Zhiruo was slender and delicate. The heroes couldn't help but cheer when they saw him.

Even Zhou Dian couldn't help but say: 'They really are a couple of gods and gods!' completely ignoring Zhang Wuji's depressed mood.

After everyone from the Emei Sect sat down on the high platform on the north side, Master Jingxuan stood up, walked to the middle of the square, waved a fly whisk in her hand, saluted the heroes with one hand, and said: "Today, I have been honored by the heroes of the world. The Emei Sect's Sensitive Pet

.”

She has practiced Beixuan Sutra hard in the past few years and has deep inner strength. Therefore, although her voice is calm, it resounds throughout the courtyard and the heroes can hear it clearly. Everyone suddenly looked at each other in shock. Everyone returned the greeting with different expressions.

At the end of the Southern Song Dynasty, Guo Jing and Huang Rong invited heroes from all over the world to Dashengguan and Xiangyang successively to discuss the plan to resist the Mongolian invasion. Nearly a hundred years later, the descendants of the Emei Sect founded by Guo Jing and Huang Rong's daughter Guo Xiang also held a hero meeting. It seemed that

In order to slaughter lions and raise swords, everyone knew that the real master of the meeting, Chen Zhao, was already a prince at this time, occupying Qinchuan and Sichuan. He had a strong and powerful appearance, and was most likely the founding emperor who expelled the Tatars.

Therefore, the thoughts of the heroes are also inexplicable.

Just listen to Jingxuan say again: "Xie Xun, the golden-haired lion king, has caused great harm to the martial arts. Fortunately, he was captured by our sect. Considering the expectations of the heroes in the world, the Emei sect is unwilling to be independent, so I invite you all who respect the martial arts to discuss it together."

Disposal strategy."

After Master Jingxuan finished speaking, she glanced across the audience. Her eyes were as cold as nails, and everyone felt as if they were looking at themselves.

At this moment, a man stood up in the southeast corner. He was tall and tall, with a black and white beard fluttering in the wind. He looked around at the crowd, his eyes were bright and his appearance was very majestic.

"This person is Xia Zhou, the old boxer from Shandong." Li Yuanfang sat behind Chen Zhao and Master Miejie and introduced in a low voice.

His voice was as loud as a bell, and he said: "This Xie Xun has done many evil things. It is really not a small thing for your sect to capture him and benefit the martial arts world. Master Jiejie and King Xia are too modest. It is not possible to kill such evil people immediately with one sword."

That's it, why bother asking others? Since today is a gathering of heroes from all over the world, our meeting will be called the Lion Slaughter Conference. Xie Xun Lingchi will be executed. Everyone will eat a mouthful of his flesh and drink a mouthful of his blood, in behalf of his friends who died innocently at his hands.

Wouldn’t it be nice for us to take revenge?”

His brother was killed by Xie Xun, and he had only wanted to avenge Xie Xun for decades. As soon as he said this, hundreds of people around him echoed, saying that it would be wise to kill him as soon as possible.

In the chaos, a gloomy and pitiful voice was suddenly heard saying: "Xie Xun is the protector of the Ming religion. He has killed many people and is full of evil. The King of Xia captured him in order to have him tortured and slaughtered in front of all the heroes of the world.

The lion is establishing its power, but the Mingjiao will definitely stop it. I say, brother Xia, you are a bit old and confused. We just watch the Mingjiao and the Emei sect fight, and we are wise to protect ourselves."

The speaker was none other than Situ Qianzhong, the "drunk to death" who loved drinking very much. His words sounded strange, but they were still heard clearly in everyone's ears.

Xia Zhou loudly said: "Are they the 'Drunk to Death' Situ brothers? Then Xie Xun and I have a brother-killing grudge. I wish I could kill him with a knife. Anyway, when you come here, you will recognize the majesty of the Emei Sect. If it is the Ming Cult

If all the demons want to make trouble, I just need to fight side by side with the Emei sect."

Situ Qianzhong smiled sinisterly again and said: "Brother Xia is so bold and heroic. Everyone in the world knows that the dragon-slaying knife, the supreme martial arts sword, fell into the hands of Xie Xun. Since the Emei Sect has Xie Xun, how can it not lose the treasured sword?"

The reason? Killing Xie Xun is a guest, and showing off the sword to establish authority is the top priority. I say Master Jingxuan, you don’t have to pretend, just hold out the dragon-slaying sword and let everyone open their eyes.

This is serious. Your Emei sect had the Yitian Sword before, and now you have the Dragon-Slaying Sword. With the sword in your hand, you are so majestic and domineering, everyone will recognize you as the supreme master of the martial arts world."

Only seven or eight people in the audience were heard saying, "That makes sense. Please take out the Dragon-Slaying Sword from the Emei faction and let everyone take a look."

At this time, Chen Zhao stood up and said softly: "Everyone..."

His voice was not very loud, but as soon as he opened his mouth, it was clearly heard in everyone's ears, as if he was speaking right next to everyone.

Thousands of heroes were present, and their hearts suddenly trembled. Everyone who spoke was silent, and the Hundred Acres Atrium suddenly became quiet.

Everyone held their breaths and listened to Chen Zhao speak.

For a moment, the place was quiet, with only the north wind blowing through the trees in the courtyard.
Chapter completed!