I Yang Guo vowed to keep my arms

Chapter 224
"Hehehe...! I have also heard that the highest martial arts in the Central Plains martial arts is Dongxie Xidu Nandi Beigai! But Nandi has become a monk and Xidu has disappeared for more than ten years. As for Dongxie Xie and Beibei, although there are occasional news about them, it is rare to see them. If we can meet, I would like to compete with them!" Jinlun Fawang smiled, and to establish prestige, it is natural to be tough .

"Master, you speak so loudly. Even though the four of them have seldom traveled in the rivers and lakes these years, they have quite a few apprentices!" Zhu Ziliu said again.

"Oh? Judging from Your Excellency's tone, are you an apprentice of one of them?" Jinlun Fawang glanced at Zhu Ziliu unexpectedly.

"That's right, my teacher, Nandi Prince Duan, is also Master Yideng!" Zhu Ziliu said bluntly, Master Yideng is not such a bad person, and there is nothing to hide about it.

"It turns out that he is a disciple of Prince Duan, the Southern Emperor. Your Excellency just said that I have a big mouth. You must have obtained the true biography of Prince Duan! Is the old monk a big talk? Your Excellency can come and try it to prove that what I said is true!"

Jinlun Fawang looked at Zhu Ziliu, the opponent was a disciple of the Southern Emperor, although his strength might not be as strong as the Southern Emperor, but his martial arts moves should be similar to that of the Southern Emperor, Jinlun Fawang also wanted to compete with him.

"Okay! Then let me meet you!"

Zhu Ziliu didn't hesitate either, he was going to challenge Jinlun Fawang.

"Junior Brother, don't be impulsive, let's go to Guiyun Village first!" Wu Santong who was next to him persuaded, worried that Zhu Ziliu would suffer.

"No problem! Hero Guo is holding a hero meeting at this time, and this monk must be here to cause trouble! Let me try his martial arts first! Brother, you can fight for me!"

Of course Zhu Ziliu would not stop fighting like this, although his strength is not as good as that of Master Yideng, but he is relatively strong among his senior brothers.

"Alright then! Brother, be careful!"

Wu Santong hesitated for a while, but didn't stop him anymore.

"Have you discussed it? If you are afraid, you brothers and sisters can go up together!" Seeing Zhu Ziliu and the two of them dawdling, Jinlun Fawang shouted.

"Using the more to bully the less, our brothers and sisters still can't do it! Alright, master, you can accept the trick!"

After Zhu Ziliu finished speaking, he took his iron brush and directly poked at Jinlun Fawang.

His brushwork originated from the Yiyang finger of Master Yideng, and evolved from the Yiyang finger of Master Yideng.

"Good come!"

Seeing Zhu Ziliu poking at him with a pen, Jinlun Fawang didn't dodge or use a weapon, he wanted to test Zhu Ziliu's strength first.

Gathering his true energy, Jinlun Fawang directly greeted Zhu Ziliu's iron brush with his bare hands.

During the battle, the two of them were dressed in gusts of wind.

At this moment, the fighting momentum between King Jinlun Fawang and Zhu Ziliu was similar to that of Yang Guo and others before, and many martial arts people gathered around to watch again.

Yang Guo, Xiao Longnu and Hong Lingbo were naturally also watching the battle.

"Yang Guo, do you know this monk?" Hong Lingbo asked Yang Guo.

"We met once!" Yang Guo replied.

"This monk's strength is not weak, obviously he is higher than that surnamed Zhu!" The little dragon girl next to him also said, he could clearly see that Jinlun Fawang was holding back at this time.

"Well! If he doesn't hold back, maybe Zhu Ziliu will lose!"

Yang Guo nodded, the golden wheel of King Jinlun has not been used yet.

As Yang Guo and the others thought, Jinlun Fawang did have some reservations at this time, of course he was not trying to let Zhu Ziliu go, but just wanted to test Zhu Ziliu's kung fu.

"Your Excellency's martial arts are nothing more than that, let me take the old man's trick!"

After the two exchanged more than a dozen moves, the King of the Golden Wheel suddenly took out the golden wheel in his hand and threw it directly at Zhu Ziliu.

Zhu Ziliu was shocked when he saw this scene, and quickly blocked himself with the iron brush in his hand.

"Snapped····!"

After the golden wheel hit the brush mountain in Zhu Ziliu's hand, it turned into five smaller golden wheels and flew towards Zhu Ziliu again.

what?
At this time, Zhu Ziliu already knew that the opponent's strength was superior to his own, and now seeing several golden wheels flying towards him, Zhu Ziliu was shocked and quickly resisted with the brush in his hand.

But with his speed, he can only resist two golden wheels at most.

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing this scene, Wu Santong immediately shot several Yiyang fingers towards the golden wheel in the air.

But even if the two of them work together, they can only block the four golden wheels.

Seeing that the last golden wheel was about to hit Zhu Ziliu, a black dagger stood in front of the golden wheel.

It was Yang Guo who made the move.

Although the golden wheel is small, but the damage is real, Yang Guo naturally couldn't bear to see Zhu Ziliu suffer such a murderous hand.

"Master Yideng's disciple is nothing more than that, he can't even take a single move from the old monk, and he needs others to help him!"

Seeing Yang Guo and Wu Santong help, Jinlun Fawang was not angry, but just scorned Zhu Ziliu and retracted his shield at the same time.

He didn't use his full strength for the blow just now.

"The master's strength is indeed superior to mine, but there is a certain gap between my strength and my master's! The master wins and I can't prove anything!"

Zhu Ziliu glanced at Yang Guo beside him, smiled to express his gratitude, and then turned to look at Jinlun Fawang.

Although the strength of the other party is higher than his, but if he wants him to admit that the strength of the other party is stronger than his master, he is naturally unwilling.

"Yes, there are indeed some powerful masters in the Central Plains martial arts, and I have not yet claimed to be number one in the world. But with my strength, it should be more than enough to participate in the martial arts conference!" Jinlun Fawang replied.

The sparring just now has proved his strength, and now no one will be blind and come up to continue sparring with him.

"The martial arts conference is held for people from the Central Plains martial arts! Since the master claims to be a native of the martial arts and is powerful, if he wants to participate in the martial arts conference, I don't think anyone can stop him!"

Zhu Ziliu is not the opponent of Jinlun Fawang, so it is not good to say that he will not let the other party participate.

Naturally, Yang Guo would not stop Jinlun Fawang from participating in the Heroes Conference, even if he couldn't stop him.

"Well, I guess it's the same! Where I want to go! Ordinary people can't stop it!" Jinlun Fawang nodded, speaking quite confidently.

"Master, as a Mongolian, what is the purpose of participating in the martial arts conference?" Zhu Ziliu asked again.

Listening to Zhu Ziliu's words, many people in the surrounding world also looked at Jinlun Fawang. They wanted to know the purpose of Jinlun Fawang's participation in the hero meeting.

"This old man is a monk from XZ, and also the national teacher of the Great Mongolian Kingdom. There is no malicious intention in participating in the hero meeting this time, I just want to make friends with heroes from all walks of life in the Central Plains! That's all!"

Glancing at Zhu Ziliu and the surrounding martial artists, Jinlun Fawang replied.

The martial arts conference can not only convene people in the Central Plains martial arts to deal with Mongolians, but also can be used by Jinlun Fawang to gather some martial arts people to prepare for the Mongolians to go south.

How could Jinlun Fawang miss it.

"So that's it!" Zhu Ziliu nodded and didn't want to say much.

(End of this chapter)