Hao Datong talked to Mu Qingxiao about the garrison in Xiangyang. Mu Qingxiao listened attentively, not caring about the shocked gazes of others.
Regarding the garrison, such an important matter, the two of them stood in front of the crowd and talked about it. Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other, not daring to say anything.
After all, this was a serious matter.
A gang of beggars could not be compared to the hundreds of thousands of disciples of the Hall of the Nine Clouds and Quanzhen. They were like heaven and earth.
A few years ago, Guo Jing and Huang Rong went to the headquarters of the Hall of the Nine Clouds to pay a visit to this mysterious Hall Master. However, they were refused entry several times.
The two of them could never have imagined that the Hall Master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds would personally attend the Heroes Conference.
Moreover, this so-called Hall Master was only a handsome young man in his twenties. This really surprised them.
The most shocked person was Jinlun Fawang, who was standing at the entrance of the living room.
He looked at Mu Qingxiao with a serious expression. He originally thought that Mu Qingxiao was at most a high-ranking member of the Hall of the Nine Clouds. He did not expect Mu Qingxiao's identity to be so terrifying!
The Hall Master of the Hall of the Nine Clouds that they feared, their strongest enemy, was actually right in front of him!
After the discussion ended, Hao Datong consciously stood at the side, waiting for Mu Qingxiao to deal with the current situation. He was not stupid. Since Mu Qingxiao had come to the Heroes Conference, he naturally had his reasons.
Otherwise, he would not have intervened, and he would not have allowed Li Mochou to kill him.
"Everyone says that the Hall of the Nine Clouds is a righteous person. I did not expect him to be such a despicable person. He relied on his numbers to attack us!"
That being said, Jinlun Fawang still felt uneasy.
There were so many experts present. Putting aside Guo Jing and A gang of beggars, Hao Datong and Li Mochou, as well as the Hall of the Nine Clouds and the mysterious Palace Master who had yet to make a move. He was afraid that he would not be able to escape this calamity!
Mu Qingxiao turned her head and looked at Jinlun Fawang. She smiled and said, "You have to use different methods to deal with different people. I didn't expect the great Jinlun Fawang to be so stupid. I really overestimated you."
"You …!"
Mu Qingxiao's words made Jinlun Fawang so angry that he was speechless. As the number one master of Mongolia, when had he ever been pointed at and insulted by others?
Mu Qingxiao smiled in disdain. Jinlun Fawang's martial arts were indeed very high. It was rare for him to be able to enter the Grandmaster Realm at such a young age. He also had a tough personality.
Otherwise, he would not have been able to cultivate Tantric Kung Fu to such a level.
However, his weaknesses were also very obvious. For example, his personality was not very outstanding. He liked to scheme against others. He was arrogant and had a poor mentality.
If it were not for his talent and hard work, he would not have achieved what he had today.
Of course, in Mu Qingxiao's eyes, that was all there was to it.
Jinlun Fawang who had cultivated the Dragon Elephant Prajna Skill to the ninth level was indeed quite strong. However, he was at most at Guo Jing's level. It was not worth mentioning.
"Are all the martial artists in the Central Plains so despicable and shameless? Lord of the Hall of the Nine Clouds, do you dare to fight me one-on-one?!"
Jinlun Fawang gritted his teeth and said. He knew that if he could not convince Mu Qingxiao to fight him one-on-one, he would definitely die. However, if Mu Qingxiao defeated him one by one, he would still have a chance to survive. It was also his only chance.
Mu Qingxiao shook his head slightly and said in disdain, "What a good plan. Playing tricks in front of me is like playing a big knife in front of Guan Yu. We have so many heroes here. Why should we waste our breath talking to you? Wouldn't it be better to just hack you to death?"
Hearing this, Jinlun Fawang's face turned extremely ugly. He had really underestimated the martial artists in the Central Plains. He had also underestimated the shamelessness of the Lord of the Hall of the Nine Clouds. What a bullsh * t hero!
However, Jinlun Fawang could do nothing about it. Mu Qingxiao was in control now. Mu Qingxiao would not listen to reason with him, let alone fight him one-on-one. Jinlun Fawang could not do anything about it.
At this moment, Mu Qingxiao turned his head and asked, "Hero Guo, just as you said, the Wulin chief must be a strong person. If that's the case, if I'm strong enough, can I also sit on the throne of the Wulin chief?"
"Lord Mu, you …" Huang Rong hesitated.
She was smart and had already guessed Mu Qingxiao's intention. However, she did not have the ability to stop him.
When Guo Jing heard this, he pondered for a moment and said, "Naturally, if Hall Master Mu is strong enough to lead the heroes and contribute to the defense of the Song Dynasty, you will naturally be able to sit on the position of the Wulin Alliance."
"If that is the case, what do you think of Jinlun Fawang's strength?"
Hearing Mu Qingxiao's words, Guo Jing was stunned. He did not understand why Mu Qingxiao would ask such a question. However, he still answered honestly, "Jinlun Fawang's aura is stable and strong. His strength is naturally unparalleled. I think he is on par with me."
Jinlun Fawang laughed wildly and said, "I have always been arrogant. I did not expect to die here. Come, Lord of the Hall of the Nine Clouds. Let me see how strong the strongest enemy of Mongolia is."
At this moment, Jinlun Fawang no longer had any hope in his heart. However, he did not think of committing suicide. Although he was not a pure warrior, he still had his dignity as the Mongolian State Advisor.
He was thinking in his heart. Even if he died, he would take one of the strongest martial artists of the Central Plains with him. Only then could he preserve his dignity. Even if he died, he would make the Central Plains bleed.
Mu Qingxiao could see Jinlun Fawang's intention at a glance. He probably wanted to fight to the death.
If that was the case, he would not let him have his way. If you want to die, you must follow the path I have planned and die a worthless death!
"If that is the case, I will accept the throne of the Wulin Alliance. Jinlun Fawang is known as the strongest in the world. I will give you a chance to fight me alone."
Hearing that Mu Qingxiao had taken the bait, Jinlun Fawang's eyes flashed with a trace of excitement.
He did not know how strong Mu Qingxiao was, but looking at his early twenties, Jinlun Fawang sneered in his heart.
He did not know his own strength. He did not think that Mu Qingxiao's strength could surpass his own at such a young age.
If Mu Qingxiao personally took action, it would be the most advantageous for him. If he could kill the mysterious Hall of the Hall of the Nine Clouds in the Central Plains, it would be worth it even if he had to be surrounded and killed by the surrounding experts.
Jinlun Fawang had seen the strength of Hao Datong and Li Mochou. These two grandmasters were only slightly weaker than him. If they really worked together to kill him, he would not be able to escape alive!
However, the situation was different now. If he could bring the Hall of the Hall of the Nine Clouds with him, even if he died, his death would be worth it. His reputation and dignity would be preserved.
"Very good. As expected of the strongest enemy of Mongolia. Let me experience the strength of the strong martial artists of the Central Plains!"
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