In the square, almost all the six people sent to the ground, but the old monk Yu Miejue and Ni was still standing straight and filling the scene. Even the two leaders of the Beggars' Sect were standing trembling at this moment, and I was afraid that a gust of wind would blow the two of them down.

After hearing Yang Xiao's order, the people of the Ming Cult took up their weapons one by one, and they were about to kill them here quickly.

Gao Qiang smiled bitterly on his face, but he finally came to this situation. Two tigers fought and one side lost. At this time, the third party jumped out and beat the victorious side down to avoid the two of them continuing to fight. Zhang Wuji sent six masters to defeat the six people one by one, which stabilized the situation. However, no one believed his words at that time. Later, Yuanzhen was in Shaolin Temple and wanted to be instigated to form a Vajra Circle to trap Yuan.

Zhen, really don’t know, how Yuanzhen explains why he rushed to rebirth after his death? Monk Kongzhi completely believed it? "Slow down!" Gao Qiang shook his body, turned around, stood with his back to the Six Sects, facing the people of the Ming Cult, and said, "The Six Sect Yu Gui Cult has a lot of resentment. If you kill them today, they will seek revenge for the teachers in the future, and fight against each other endlessly. Blood flows from the rivers and lakes, so that the Mongolian Tartars can only benefit. Yang Zuo Envoy, please think twice!"

Yang Xiao raised his hand, and all the Ming scholars stood up solemnly, but his eyebrows leaped and his eyes flashed. Yin Tianzheng's white eyebrows were slightly dancing, thinking: My grandson's senior brother is really a real person, but unfortunately he is too stupid to understand that people can't help but make words? If there is no grudge or revenge in the world, can it still be called Jianghu?

Wei Yixiao could no longer laugh. He had a good impression of Gao Qiang: silly boy. No one understands this principle, but this hatred was passed down by his ancestors. Who can finish it? This is a dead knot that never ends!

A trace of green air flashed across Yang Xiao's face, and he thought to himself: This kid looks not stupid, why did he do stupid things? I am willing to help you, but I am not the leader of the Ming Cult, why did you give this order? Everyone is raising me up and hum, if one of them is not handled well, Yin Baimei and Wei Qingfa will make a fuss. It's enough for me to drink a pot of land... Gao Qiang was expecting that the three Ming Cults looked bad. He said loudly: "I'm not talented, I want to be here. I understand the grudges between the Six Sects and the Ming Cult!"

The top leaders of the Ming Cult know who Gao Qiang is, but ordinary gang elephants don’t know that it is powerful. Someone has already cursed: “What are you? Do you have a dragon-slaying sword? Are you the supreme martial arts world? Come here to talk nonsense?”

There were six sects lying down to the ground. Elder Gao from the Huashan Sect said loudly: "What you mean is, what kind of onion are you? Why should you settle our grudges? The Demon Sect, come up quickly. If you have the ability to kill me, we will fight again in 18 years!"

Some passionate disciples in the Six Sect, although they were lying on the ground and unable to move, were cursing them all at this moment. Most of them called the Demon Sect despicable and shameless, and did not dare to face them upright. Some of them called Gao Qiang raping and cunning, deliberately delaying time to poison himself, and now they came out to pretend to be good people... But among these voices, Taoist Master Xihuazi of Kunlun Sect was still sleeping soundly, and his snoring sound shocked the world and the ghosts were sobbing, and they continued one after another, but they suppressed the yelling and scolding voices in the Six Sect Yuming Sect, which sounded quite strange.

Gao Qiang smiled slightly and said, "The world is about avenging revenge, fighting for fists, and talking about martial arts. Those with strong strength win, those with weak strength lose, and those with poor strength lose, and those with poor body and head are terrible."

In the Ming Cult, Zhuang Zheng had always had a good impression of Gao Qiang, and shouted loudly at this time: "Little brother, everyone has come out to make this bowl of rice. I have already put my head on my waist. If it falls, it will be just a big scar!"

Gao Qiang smiled at Zhuang Zheng, felt warm, and continued: "The major gangs are vendetta competitions, after all, they are masters with high kung fu, gang leaders, elders and other masters who compete with each other to determine the outcome. Ordinary gang members just wave the flag and shout for help. If they really kill, they can't actually control the situation of the battle. Am I wrong?"

The Thick Earth Flag's Flag's Flag's Flag's Flag Commander Yan Yuan said, "Haha, that's the reason... Woooo, it's a pity that my twenty or thirty brothers under my command."

This guy suddenly felt sad that his brothers who died under Li Tianyuan, the Tianying Sect, who were under Houtu, and sobbed.

Gao Qiang took the opportunity to say: "Some of the grievances of the six sects of the Youth League are misunderstandings, and some are accumulated over the years. I am brave enough to be a peacemaker. Please write off the grievances in the past."

Yang Xiao snorted coldly and did not answer. There were ordinary gangs in the Ming Cult and the Six Sects to curse.

Wei Yixiao said, "Little brother, why bother with this matter? Get out of the way. Since you have left Wudang, you will join my Ming Cult and become the Dharma King of the Protectors."

Gao Qiang heard Wei Yi's joke and knew that it was not easy for the old boy to say these soft words. He shook his head and said, "Thank you for the good intentions of Wei Bat King. It is a supreme honor to be able to join the sect. But there are unfair roads and everyone is stepping on them. Today, I'm brave enough to end the grudge between the sect and the six sects?"

He stood solemnly and suddenly spoke out: "How to settle the problem?"

Just now, the six people sent their leaders to discuss, but the voices were not unified. Master Miejue of Emei had a blue face and did not express his opinion. It seemed that hesitation was mostly the components, and a gust of wind could change her opinions. The Five Elders of Kongtong were not strong in their kung fu, but their attitude was tough. Xie Xun came to the door to snatch the seven-injured boxing score. He has become a joke in the world for many years. Although he knew that Cheng Kun was the culprit, Xie Xun could not let it go. Otherwise, something similar happened in the future. Could it be that the offending tiger beards all said: "I am framed?"

Kongtong wants to save face through this battle, and the three factions of Kunlun, Huashan and Beggars' Sects also said that Gao Qiang was nonsense and firmly advocated a battle.

Kong Zhi understood that if the Huashan Sect admits that Gao Qiang's words were true, it would be like slapping himself. Even if Xianyu Tong really killed Bai Yuan, he was not as good as a shameless beast. However, Xianyu Tong was dead at this time, and no one could prove that what he said was true or false. The words of Hu Qingniu and his wife in the Ming Cult are not trustworthy. For the sake of Huashan's face, these people have to fight Guangmingding. Otherwise, when they walk in the world in the future, the Huashan Sect will underestimate them. People in the martial arts world are not afraid of bleeding and losing their heads. But they are most afraid of losing their face.

As for the Kunlun Sect, the father of Ban Shuxian, the "Taishou" of the "Taishou" died at the hands of the Ming Cult. Most of the sly-god and sly persons of He Taichong wanted to preserve his strength, but Ban Shuxian made a desperate blow and reluctantly decided to continue attacking Guangmingding.

As for the Beggar Gang's Clean Clothing Sect, let alone the two leaders of the Ming Cult Yang Dingtian were robbed of the Holy Fire Order by the Beggar Gang and died under the siege of the four elders of the Beggar Gang. The Beggar Gang masters killed 1,000 people and suffered 800 damage. The death was even more terrible, and the hatred was deeper than the sea. Even if they believed that Gao Qiang's words were true, they would not stop.

As for Shaolin Temple, he has always been the lord of the martial arts world. Kong Zhi believed in what Gao Qiang said in his heart, but he advocated a truce and reconciliation first.

Among the six sects, four sects were going to fight, and Shaolin was going to reconcile. The ending was decided. Finally, everyone looked at Master Miejue of Emei. This time, the six sects went to Guangmingding to advance and retreat together, and they were all grasshoppers on the same rope.

Miejue looked at Wang Nangu, and there was a beautiful girl there. Miejue shook his head: "Why do you still have to fight?"

He Taichong immediately appeared and made a tough talk. Unexpectedly, the next six people sent were sent to the ground by Bei Su Qingfeng.

Kong Zhi saw that it was a dead end now. The six people sent everyone to lie down on the ground, but they were at the mercy of others. I wonder why Gao Qiang suddenly helped the six people speak.

Seizing the glimmer of life, he hurriedly asked, the old monk's heart was beating so fast.

Gao Qiang smiled and said, "It's also very simple. Everyone has a hatred on their fists, so they have to end it. Since I have taken this trick, I only need six sects and masters of various Ming sects to come on the stage. If I pass the level by chance, I will win one-on-one and keep winning, and everyone's hatred will be settled and written off from now on. How about it?"

No one in the camp of the six people sent Yuming Cult to scold this time, and then they burst into laughter. I don’t know how many people laughed and hurt their stomachs. Xi Huazi lay happily on the ground, and the snoring sounds came one after another, and the corrupt belly bulged and pounded.

Gao Qiang ignored the others and said to himself: "If I lose, I will not care about the grievances of the six people sent the Yuming Sect. If you want to kill me, I will just be unable to see it. Everyone, how about it?"

Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and Wei Yixiao looked at each other, and they didn't care: The masters of the Ming Cult are free, although this kid has high skills, he has defeated him! Since he has a wish and satisfied him, it is not in vain that he has worked hard on the mountain. After all, he has great kindness to me, Ming Cult.

Miejue stood there and said coldly: "If you want to do this, there is no need to compete with the masters of the six of us. Everyone is lying there and unable to move. It is considered as if you win. You obviously need to defeat the master of the Demon Sect. If you win, as you said, all the grievances in the world will be eliminated from now on!"

Mie Jue said firmly. Gao Qiang turned his head to look at Kong Zhi, swept away all the way to Huashan, Kongtong, Kunlun, and other masters of the Beggars' Sect, and said solemnly: "What do you think?"

The Six Sect has become a fish on the board at this moment. Although there is the fierce and fearless person who ridiculed Gao Qiang, the leaders are not confused. Everyone nodded. At this time, who else can they rely on besides relying on this guy who is swaying left and right, who else can they rely on?

If this guy is defeated and the Demon Cultist cuts off the blade, it will be great. If one beats apart, no one will survive.

Yang Xiao stood forward and said, "I have kindness to me, Ming Cult. If it weren't for you, we would have already explained it to the Holy Fire Hall. However, this matter is not the grudges of many people in the Ming Cult over the past 100 years, but we cannot talk about personal qualities! Since you are going to fight, we will agree to your request. It's just that I, Ming Cult, are so powerful. Don't think that we started a wheel battle to bully the small. If you want to retreat, it's still time!"

Gao Qiang saw that Yang Xiao said that the wreath was very beautiful. He knew in his heart what the Guangming Zuo was going to do. With the temperament of a man from the martial arts world, how could he give up the opportunity to "beat the dog in the water"? He agreed to himself openly, but in fact he had to think of an idea and might drag him down with a wheel battle.

Gao Qiang said: "We kill each other and kill each other, and we are all cheaper than the Mongolian Tartars. Today I will be in charge of this matter. Yang Zuo Envoy, please select the personnel who will compete."

Xihuazi was still snoring, and the elder Gao of Huashan Sect did not fall apart. Although his posture was ugly, he lie on the ground and shouted loudly: "Oh, we can say that there must be a limit on the number of people. Otherwise, even if all the cats and dogs go up, the young man Gao would not be exhausted to death."

He expressed the thoughts of most people, but the six people sent many people to prevent face and were not easy to speak out.

Wei Yixiao said in a strange voice: "Well, let me calculate it. How many masters have you sent by the six of you, how many people will be sent by our Ming Cult. My little brother will defeat us. This will be a matter of writing off the grudges of the six of the Ming Cult.

Elder Gao of Huashan immediately shouted: "Senior Brother, I said we don't have to bring so many people here. Look at you, I will take care of my family and call the five useless old men in Kongtong, and there are five additional places at once..."

The short elder was so angry that he smoked on his head: "Junior brother, say less, no one thinks you are mute!"

Someone from Kongtong Sect there had already cursed: "Two old turtles in Huashan Sect..."

Elder Gao was angry: "Senior Brother. They called us turtles!"

This elder Gao was the one who mocked Gao Qiang the most hardworking. Perhaps he thought that this situation would be dead and lifeless. So he wanted to be a hero when he was dying. Now Gao Qiang has made a move. Elder Gao immediately turned around, hoping that Gao Qiang would win by chance. He immediately turned around and complained, thinking that there were too many people sent to the mountain this time, and most of them were just filling in the numbers and eating... Wei Yixiao ignored Elder Gao's nonsense. He said to himself: "Shaolin Temple Kongzhi, Kongxing, and He Taichong and his wife of Kunlun School. Well, this Huashan School Gao, short elder..."

Elder Gao of Huashan immediately shook his head and said, "Other, otherwise, I am famous and ignorant in the Huashan Sect. I can't count it. The head of He Taichong of Kunlun is strictly controlled by his wife. His wife has the final say, and he can also count it..."

The short elder lay on the other side and said angrily: "Junior brother, stop talking!"

Wei Yixiao continued to calculate on the other side: "One of the Master Miejue in Emei, the Five Elders of Kongtong, and the two leaders of the Beggars' Sect."

Elder Gao shouted, "Oh," and said, "This is amazing. Although the two beggars of the Beggars' Sect have good skills, they have never been asking for food since they went up the mountain. Without strength, they can only be considered one person. Although the emptiness and the Kung Fu in Shaolin Temple are good, they are considered monk Kongzhi alone. Master Mie Jue is even more a woman and cannot occupy the place of the big man..."

Elder Gao of Huashan Sect was entangled and offended all the other five major sects. Naturally, the members of the five major sects did not dare to be humiliated. A young disciple had already given the titles of Old Turtle and Old Tortoise. Elder Gao would retaliate when he scolded him, but he was not at all at all. He was a mess in a while, and even his senior brother, Elder Short, could not persuade him.

Wei Yixiao had already calculated here: "Shaolin, Kunlun, Huashan, and Beggars' Sect all appeared, one person in Emei and five people in Kongtong, well, there are fourteen people in total, well, the old man Gao of Huashan School believes that his skills are not as good as others, and he also pointed out that He Taichong of Kunlun School is a wife, and he is not a man, the monk Kongxing of Shaolin Temple is not intelligent enough, and Master Mie Jue is a female person..."

Miejue was furious: "If you have the ability, come and try my Heavenly Sword!"

Wei Yixiao shook his head and did not respond, and continued, "Well, let's remove these four people now, just a few ten people. Elder Gao of Huashan said that the five elders of Kongtong were not good at skill, and the five were counted as one person. Well, I, the Ming Cult should have six people on the stage!"

Elder Gao of Huashan was overjoyed, but listened to the five major sects constantly scolding him, the old turtle, and cursed: "A group of little turtles, what do you know? Look, as I tiny, these fourteen people turned into six. Could it be that you want fourteen people to become forty people to be willing to be willing?"

After hearing this, the disciples of the five major sects made sense and whispered a few words, slowly resting their curses. Elder Gao looked around proudly and shouted to Gao Qiang: "Hey, boy, listen, I'm so proud of thousands of troops, and in just a few words, I made the Demon Cultists frightened and helpless, and ran away in a glance..."

Gao Qiang smiled happily, holding a small jade bottle in his hand, and said with a smile: "Old man, I have the antidote to this drug here. Why don't I take it to you, you - the old man will go to the ring competition?"

Elder Gao twitched the ground like a rattle: "No, no, no, you kid is very ambitious and want to mediate the conflict between the six of us sent the Demon Sect. I can't do it myself. I'd better take charge and give you some martial arts guidance."

Gao Qiang smiled and refused to answer. Wei Yixiao curled his lips, and he was quite disdainful. He just said, but in fact his heart was very clear: it would be useless to deal with a master of such a level, second and third-rate masters to go up. If Gao Qiang meets such an opponent, he would be just a move to scratch the surface. Ming Cult, including Yang Xiao and Wei Yixiao himself, Yin Tianzheng naturally must go on the field. Originally, King Yin Ye could also be counted as number one, but he killed two eighth-generation elders of the Beggar Gang the day before. After being injured, he marched urgently to rescue Tianshitang and the Haute Flag Elephant. He was seriously injured and could do it to deal with ordinary people. If he wanted to go to the stage and fight with Gao Qiang, it was not advisable to seek death, so he couldn't go on the field.

As for Li Tianyuan, the five scattered people, their skills are just a little different. However, among the five major Palm Flag Envoys, there are several internal and external masters, so there are only fourteen places. There is no need to join so many people.

Yang Xiao began to assign martial arts contestants, and he knew that high-strength kung fu was not weak.

Therefore, the staff should not be too weak to send, otherwise the wheel battle will not work.

It will take some of his strength to be consumed.

Among the Five Elements Flags, Zhuang Zheng, the Sharp Golden Flag, is the best master, with both internal and external skills, and his arm strength is amazing. He is famous for fighting against masters, while Yan Yuan, the Thick Earth Flag, is the most powerful man in the Ming Cult, and the lying skill in the ground is the first in the Ming Cult. He is best at trembling and fighting, while the giant wood Flag, the Sharp and Flag, is as famous as his name. His family's martial arts, his magical skills of the dead wood are incomparable to swords and guns, and his horizontal practice is really amazing. These three people take the lead and remove the strong spirit.

Yang Xiao secretly thought in his mind. Next, he asked Yin Tianzheng to be famous in the world. It was a killer move. If Yin Tianzheng could not stop Gao Qiang from moving forward, then Yang Xiao would go into battle by himself. His skills were complicated, and even if he dragged him down, he would drag Gao Qiang down.

The finale was Wei Yixiao. The cold poison that had not been accumulated in this guy's body for many years has gone away. The elusive light skills in the world are used without any worries. If Wei Yixiao cannot beat it, it would be the six sect of God's will.

Yang Xiao thought of all the connections in his mind in a blink of an eye, but he was a wise man, so he would not smile with Wei. Yin Tianzheng said that these people were all more arrogant than the other. If they could not suppress Gao Qiang, then no one would admit it. "The Zhuangqi envoy, Yanqi envoy, and Wenqi envoy, you three will take the lead first, and try the skills of Gao Young Master." Yang Xiao said lightly and assigned the three people, and glanced at the corners of his eyes casually, all with sharp looks.

The Five Elements Flag and the Flag Commander of the Flag have always been disagreeable with Yang Xiao, but now facing the Six Sect, Yang Xiao takes the position of Guangming Left Envoy as the leader of the Ming Cult, and everyone recommends him to give orders. In front of the Six Sect, this face must be given to Yang Xiao. Zhuang Zheng, Yan Yuan, and Wen Cangsong all bowed and shouted orders. Yang Xiao was relieved. Wei Yixiao and Yin Tianzheng next to him put too much pressure on him.

The center of the square was originally a ten-meter-square-meter round platform. Many leaders of all generations announced major gang decisions here, and martial arts duels were often held here. Today, because of Gao Qiang's proposal, history has reappeared. The Six Sect and the Ming Cult are all staring at the middle of the venue. Everyone is not breathing, and only Xihuazi snoring is one after another. The ignorant is fearless. Everyone on the field is the happiest. If Gao Qiang wants to lose, he will not be a fool, and there is no pain at all.

Zhuang Zheng tightly belted and took two maces from his subordinates. However, his mace was different. It was not the long weapon used in the battle formation, but the ferocious iron thorns extended from the handshake. Gao Qiang squinted his eyes and looked at it. It felt like two baseball sticks were inlaid with dense barbs. The two short maces were shining black and shining, obviously made of metal.

Zhuang Zheng was bare, his eyebrows and beard were all shining. He shaved his hands before the extinction that day. After a day, some green hair appeared on his head and chin. It looked blue in the sunlight, and a bare head with blue light was quite alternative.

Others stepped forward and entered the venue in three or three steps. They stood in front of Gao Qiang and said openly: "Little brother, we are going to meet so soon. I know you are kind enough to resolve the conflict between our six-person sect of Ming Cult. But so many brothers have died. I have to give them an explanation. Since you want to compete to determine the outcome, my subordinates will not show mercy."

Gao Qiang had a good impression of Mengmo and smiled and said, "That's natural, our real battle!"

Zhuang Zheng shook his head and said, "Well, it's very good. It's very good to my temper. But I have to tell you that I have a problem. When I fight with my relatives, I don't recognize me. When I get angry, my eyes are red. My strength is even more powerful than before. When I was young, I went to the world. Many people who are better than me die in my hands. You should be careful."

Gao Qiang said in his heart: If you want to compare brute force, then you might as well win. We are considered an internal expert. Wouldn't you be afraid of you? We have more strength than three or four points?

Are you crazy? Unless you are over ten, you still can't jump out of my Five Finger Mountain!

Gao Qiang said: "It's okay, it's your ability to be strong three or four points!"

Zhuang Zheng turned around Gao Qiang twice, frowned and said, "No! No, why don't you have any weapons on your hands?"

Gao Qiang smiled slightly and took out half a piece of the soft sword with earth-carved Ziwei from his arms. Since he had this idea in his heart, Han had already taken the sword from Zhang Wuji, otherwise he would not have been so arrogant.

Zhuang Zheng laughed when he saw this: "I'm right, the day before, this sword saved my life, today your sword will come to find my bad luck."

The six people sent a voice from Kongtong: "Big Zhuang! You ruined other people's weapons. Today, your weapons will also be damaged in their hands. This is called circular retribution!"

Zhuang Zheng held the mace and murmured, "Not good. Not good, ***. The long mace was ruined a few days ago. Can't this short-handled mace be saved today? Isn't it worthy of my name if I tried my best to lose my mace?

Ah...I'll call!"

Zhuang Zheng suddenly jumped up, and each of his left and right hands weighed a wolf. The tooth stick of his right hand encountered a circle. The Xiliang tooth stick in his right hand was as anxious as thunder, and it hit Gao Qiang's head, causing a buzzing sound of metal trembling. Gao Qiang unexpectedly beat him as soon as he said he would beat him, and there was no sign of precaution at all. At this time, his upper body was already covered by the mace. He felt his chest was stuffy, and his head was flying randomly, and the strong wind blew. His face hurt like a knife.
To be continued...