Hao Datong was now a Supreme Grandmaster. Although they had never fought before, the difference between them was obvious. Mu Qingxiao stood at the back of the crowd without anyone noticing.
If it wasn't for Yang Guo, even he wouldn't have noticed that the Hall Master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds was at the scene of the Hero Assembly!
In a split second, Hao Datong made up his mind.
No matter how he looked at it, Mu Qingxiao was on Yang Guo's side. If Qiu Chuji knew that he had offended a Supreme Grandmaster because of the despicable Zhao Zhijing, he would skin him alive.
Moreover, Zhao Zhijing wasn't just despicable.
He probably didn't realize that his every move was under the Sect Leader's surveillance. Some things were better kept to himself. If he said it out loud, it would be harmful to Quanzhen.
Hao Datong stepped forward and said awkwardly, "Hero Guo, you entrusted Yang Guo to Quanzhen, but you didn't expect … In the end, the Sect Leader stripped Zhao Zhijing of his position as the Chief Disciple. I hope Hero Guo can forgive me!"
After Hao Datong recounted the events of the past, Guo Jing clenched his fists and looked at Zhao Zhijing furiously.
Back then, he had entrusted Yang Guo to the Quanzhen Sect. He had wanted Yang Guo to learn some skills and become a chivalrous hero. But he had never thought that he would be the one to push Yang Guo into the fire pit.
"Zhao Zhijing, I trusted you so much back then, but I didn't expect you to not only not discipline him strictly, but also use tricks to bully and humiliate him. He's only a thirteen-year-old child. You deserve to die!"
Yang Guo was one of Guo Jing's sore spots. He promised an old friend that he would take good care of him, but he didn't expect that Yang Guo would suffer so much because of him.
Thinking of this, Guo Jing's expression turned cold. He didn't hesitate to hit Zhao Zhijing with his palm!
Zhao Zhijing's pupils shrank as he felt the strong pressure coming toward him. He couldn't retreat.
He could feel that Guo Jing did not hold back at all in this palm strike, and he could not block it at all. His face instantly turned pale, and he wailed loudly, "Uncle-master, save …"
However, before Zhao Zhijing could finish his sentence, a powerful palm strike landed on his chest. Under the irresistible force, his body flew out like a cannonball and crashed into the stone wall in the hall!
Instantly, gravel flew everywhere and smoke filled the air. When the smoke dissipated, Zhao Zhijing was already lying in a pool of blood, completely lifeless!
Seeing Guo Jing slap Zhao Zhijing to death in a fit of rage, Yang Guo suddenly felt that all the grievances he had suffered in the past had been swept away. Guo Jing was still like a father, this had not changed.
"Guo 'er, as long as Uncle Guo is here, I won't let you suffer."
Feeling the pressure from Guo Jing's strength, Huo Dou's mouth twitched. He smiled and said, "Hero Guo, we meet again."
Huo Dou had a deep impression of Guo Jing. At that time, if Guo Jing had not arrived in time, Huo Dou would have already taken over Chongyang Palace.
Guo Jing stepped forward and asked, "May I know who your Master is?"
Even though he did not take Huo Dou seriously, he had to admit that the latter had such strength at such a young age. It was rare.
Even if his two disciples worked together, they would not be Huo Dou's match.
For Huo Dou to have such strength, his Master must also be a master.
"My Master is the number one master in the world, the Jinlun State Teacher."
As he spoke, Huo Dou bent down slightly and signaled towards the door. The sound of a horn sounded out, and following which, ten Mongols carried three groups of giant horns and walked into Cloud Manor with steady steps.
Walking at the front of this group of people was an extremely tall and skinny middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe. His body was like a bamboo pole, and his forehead was slightly sunken, like a plate!
It had to be said that this entrance was unique. At least, it attracted everyone's attention, except for Mu Qingxiao.
Suddenly, Huang Rong said seriously, "Brother Jing, I once heard from my father that when the Tantric Kung Fu is practiced to a high level, the forehead will be slightly sunken. This person's forehead is sunken, so he must be practicing Tantric Kung Fu, and he must have practiced it to a very high level."
Hearing this, Guo Jing said in a low voice, "But in Jianghu, how come I have never heard of such a master among the Mongolians?"
"Those who come do not come with good intentions, we cannot underestimate them."
Guo Jing nodded and stared at Jinlun Fawang. His gaze was unprecedentedly serious. Of course, he knew that they did not come with good intentions, and at the same time, he could see that the latter's strength was unfathomable.
However, what he did not expect was that the Mongolians would make such a big commotion. Coming to Great Victory Pass was like going to a market.
Hao Datong was very relaxed. With Mu Qingxiao around, he did not need to worry at all. However, the people around did not know that the Hall Master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds was in Cloud Manor!
There was a rumor in Jianghu that the Hall Master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds was a peerless master. This rumor was not exaggerated at all. In fact, it did not match the reality.
If Mu Qingxiao was not around, a fierce battle would be unavoidable. However, with him around, no matter how strong Jinlun Fawang was, he could not do anything.
When Huo Dou said that Jinlun Fawang was the number one in the world, Hao Datong only smiled and did not say anything. A peerless master could probably kill this so-called number one in the world with just one finger.
At this time, Jinlun Fawang stopped in front of Guo Jing and looked at Guo Jing and his wife with interest.
Before Jinlun Fawang could say anything, Huo Dou walked up and said, "Master, this is the famous hero of the Central Plains, Guo Jing. That is his wife, Chief Huang of A Gang of Beggars. Guo Jing used to be the Marshal of the Right Army."
Obviously, Huo Dou and the others did not know that Huang Rong had already passed the position of Chief of A Gang of Beggars to Lu Youjiao.
Hearing this, Jinlun Fawang smiled and said, "So you are the Marshal of the Right Army. My apologies for not recognizing you."
In the past, Guo Jing had indeed been the Marshal of the Mongolian West Expedition. He had helped the Mongolians expand their territory and almost became the Prince Consort of Mongolia.
However, when the Mongolians pointed their spear at the Great Song, he resolutely chose to protect his country's territory.
Guo Jing took a step forward and returned the greeting, "In the past, I had served you in order to defeat the Great Song and the Mongolians. Now that they have been destroyed, I, Guo Jing, have returned to being a citizen of the Great Song. My heart belongs only to the Great Song."
Guo Jing's words were righteous and everyone present admired him. Such magnanimity and magnanimity, as expected of a hero of a generation.
At this time, Huo Dou said calmly, "Hero Guo is indeed loyal and righteous. However, it seems that Hero Guo does not understand the important matters of the world."
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