"Zhang Zhangjiao, don't sit on the sidelines, it's too low-key!"

"In this way, in addition to Zhang Zhang's teaching, you can also choose who you think is suitable."

After being silent and muddy, he respectfully invited an old man in a gray robe with a gloomy face in the corner to come out.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I really can't find a suitable candidate for a while.

Everyone has the idea of wanting to be the leader of this alliance, after all, it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, once he makes a meritorious service, he will become famous in the future, and his martial arts status will undoubtedly have an extra layer of golden light.

But no one is embarrassed to recommend themselves!

"Mr. Han Yuanqiao of the Qingcheng faction of Lao Qujue is the most suitable." Master Yuanjue said loudly.

"Oh, let's hear it."

"How is Mr. Han suitable?"

Zhang Yi put down the tea bowl and said unhappily.

"Mr. Han is a disciple of the sect directly under the Marquis of Qin, his cultivation is profound, he is honest and strategic, and he has an excellent reputation, so it is most suitable for him to lead the alliance."

Yuanjue Dao.

"Really? Since Mr. Han's ability is so great, then you will be the leader? Zhang Yi said coldly, his eyes full of vicious killing intent.

Han Yuanqiao didn't expect someone to elect him, and he was in a dilemma for a while, what he wanted most was to earn fame, but Zhang Yi obviously wouldn't be as he wished, after thinking about it slightly, Han Yuanqiao said: "Han's ability is slight, this position is really not daring to sit, you better choose another master." ”

He is very aware that this is Zhang Yi's territory, and his few catties and taels are not treated by everyone, Master Yuanjue is not bad, but others may not obey him in their hearts.

"Mr. Han is still a smart person, is anyone else willing to be the leader of this alliance?"

Zhang Yi nodded with satisfaction and asked.

"Zhao is not talented, but he wants to fight!"

A middle-aged man in the crowd stood up and shouted loudly.

"It turned out to be the head of the Zhao family, I heard that your Tai Chi magic skills have reached the grandmaster's level, and some time ago I went abroad to perform with a big man in China, why, you didn't make a fortune in the capital, and you came back to join in the fun."

asked with a silent smile.

The head of the Zhao family is called Zhao Beifeng, who was once a high disciple of the Qingxu Daoist in Wudang Mountain, this person is a little perceptive, and he has cultivated a Tai Chi supernatural power to reach the realm of Gang Lian. In addition to his high martial arts understanding, Zhao Beifeng is better at managing his reputation and brand.

He first broke away from the Wudang faction, and in Suining and Mianyang, he opened a Taiji martial arts hall, and there were dozens of martial arts halls alone, and the business was a mess. Not only that, Zhao Beifeng also often goes on various TV programs to promote his Zhao Taiji, stunned to fry his Zhao Taijiquan into a hot spot, Zhao Beifeng's fame is increasing day by day, last time he went to the United States with a delegation led by a deputy political level, and showed his Tai Chi magic in the international live broadcast, defeating three Western boxers in a row, shocking the world, out of the limelight, and for a time there was an endless stream of students from China and abroad.

But in the martial arts world, everyone knows that the world-class boxing champions that Zhao Beifeng defeated are all vulgar, and few people really take him seriously.

Zhao Beifeng got a treasure pill some time ago, and his cultivation has improved a little, so he intends to come to the martial arts world to compete for fame. Seeing that Zhang Yunsong's position as the leader was about to be a certainty, Zhao Beifeng couldn't sit still anymore and jumped out to fight for a high and low.

"Zhao won glory for the country, that is an honor. Now that there are demons in Xichuan's hometown, my generation should die generously, and it is our duty to do so. ”

Zhao Beifeng said awe-inspiringly.

These words are high-sounding, and everyone is worried that no one will argue with Zhang Yunsong, and many people are secretly congratulating.

"As the leader of the alliance, there must be kung fu in hand, since Mr. Zhao is so confident, how about we compare one or two in the court?"

Zhang Yunsong took a step forward and asked with a sneer.

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate!"

Zhao Beifeng was stunned, and the two walked into the hall together.

"Everyone, everyone is a fellow believer, so don't hurt the harmony."

Shen Mo reminded on the side.

Both of them are bent on winning the throne of the alliance leader, and when they meet, they are full of energy to kill each other.

"Wild Horse Mane!"

Zhao Beifeng divided his hands, and the black and white qi forces rotated left and right, attacking Zhang Yunsong, the power of these two cyclones was above 10,000 catties, and the left and right qi were one yin and one yang, like two methods of ice and fire.

This is exactly the power of Zhao Beifeng, yin and yang are combined, and there is no reactive effect.

"Hehe, you want to be ugly here in the vaudeville on TV?"

"The old man will let you remember it for a long time today!"

"Golden Light Technique!"

Zhang Yunsong smiled darkly, the palm of his right hand was slightly raised, and a golden light flew out, like a scorching sun, and everyone's eyes were tingling, and they secretly exclaimed.

Zhao Beifeng was in the brunt of it, his eyes were burning like pain, the yin and yang cyclone broke in response to the light, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, knowing that he was careless, he flew away blindly.

However, Zhang Yunsong would not give him this opportunity, stretched out his sharp black nails and stabbed Zhao Beifeng's chest like a sharp blade!

Woo!

Zhao Beifeng snorted, his chest was pierced by Shengsheng, he fell to the ground and convulsed a few times, foaming at the mouth, and there was no movement.

When everyone saw the black blood flowing from the wound, they knew that Zhang Yunsong's nails must be highly poisonous, and he would kill people as soon as he made a move, and the means were so vicious that people were shocked.

"It's such a vicious method, don't you say that it will end at the point?" Master Yuanjue recited the Buddha's horn and reprimanded with a dumbfounded eye.

"I'm sorry, everyone, the old man missed for a while, just missed."

"Hey, hey!"

Zhang Yunsong laughed dryly and arched his hand.

"Okay, whoever wants to be the leader of this alliance like Zhao Beifeng, just stand up." Zhang Yi raised his hand.

Zhao Beifeng can also be regarded as a beginner grandmaster-level master, he was poisoned by a move, everyone knows that Zhang Yunsong has a bad reputation, and he has always been ruthless, everyone comes here to make a name for himself, but who dares to be careless about the matter of dying.

For a while, no one dared to come forward.

"If you don't have an opinion, I think the leader of the Xichuan Eighteen Dao Association Alliance will decide to teach Zhang!" Zhang Yi said with a smile.

Just when Zhang Yi's father and son were triumphant, a lazy voice came: "I want to ask, is it possible for someone with high cultivation and great ability to be the leader of this alliance?" ”

No one dared to touch the edge of the Zhang family, and they didn't know what to do, but when they saw someone coming forward, they looked at the person who spoke at the same time. But seeing this young man's long sword eyebrows and starry eyes, his body is like a crane, and he is arrogant, as if he has some ability.

However, when he saw him mixed with the Qingcheng faction, thinking that he was a disciple of Han Yuanqiao, he couldn't help but shake his head at the same time, secretly disappointed.

The Qingcheng faction is not even a first-class echelon in Xichuan, even if the Great Elder Han Bingyin comes, he may not be able to fight Zhang Yunsong, what kind of storm can a little disciple stir?

(End of chapter)