The road to Jianghu started from the martial arts hall

In the hot summer, the air is filled with hot air everywhere.

But the eighty-five Yangshen Grandmasters in the field did not feel hot at all, but surprisingly cold.

Fang Xun's words were like a gust of cold wind from the underworld that blew into their hearts, chilling them to the bone.

It can be said that among these eighty-five people, perhaps some of them really took action because they were indignant about the evil deeds of the "Impermanent Leader".

But it may be less than 10%. More than 90% of them don’t care at all whether Fang Xun is really the mastermind behind the scenes.

Knowing only that this guy had been disgraced, he could not wait to take action.

Fang Xun had only exchanged a few simple words with Hui Ku before, and he was cleared of suspicion.

Could it be that these Yangshen Grandmasters really couldn't even wait for Fang Xun to make three sentences of "quibbling"? That was definitely impossible.

They just wanted to put the blame on the other party completely. Even if Bai Qingmeng, a powerful Zhenwu realm expert, was present today, they could not do anything to Fang Xun.

But afterwards, other Zhenwu strongmen will come to eliminate him, the "Impermanence Leader", and Fang Xun will never have the chance to raid other people's homes again.

"Amitabha."

Hui Ku of course understood this and couldn't help but sigh, causing everyone to look at him eagerly, but his next sentence made these seeking eyes completely disappointed.

"The affairs of the martial arts world are the affairs of the martial arts world. Donor Fang has some personal grievances to settle with the various sect leaders, so I will not bother you any further. I'd better verify my guess as soon as possible and give an explanation to the heroes of the Jiangnan martial arts world!"

"Master, take care. I'll see you off."

Qiao Zhengyang pretended not to see the expressions on the group of people's faces, and took the initiative to lead Hui Ku, Xin Yan, and Wen Miaoyi out of the venue.

The whole process was extremely silent, and everyone just watched the four figures walking away.

After the four of them boarded a small boat and rowed away from the island in the middle of the lake, Fang Xun spoke again.

"Please use this venue today so that I can settle some personal grudges. If the rest of you feel bored, you can leave now. I will not stop you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the venue suddenly became lively. Warriors gathered into a surging crowd and rushed towards the shore of the island without thinking.

They certainly didn't feel bored. Instead, they felt that this Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference was so exciting that their young hearts were beating wildly and almost jumped out of their throats.

Whoever wants to stay in this damn place can stay there, because no one wants to stay here even for a moment longer.

Looking at the surging crowd retreating, Fang Xun just watched quietly without saying a word, becoming as quiet as Bai Qingmeng.

At this time, Dongfang Que also slowly walked to his side and watched the crowd in the venue gradually retreat.

After a while, they disappeared, leaving only three figures, which made Fang Xun take a closer look.

One of them was Lin Shiguang, and he looked at him as if he had something to say.

The other two seemed to be together, a middle-aged man with a weathered face and a dark-faced young man.

The two men were dressed simply and unkemptly. The middle-aged man had a long sword with a scabbard hanging on his waist, and the scabbard was gray.

It looked as if they had not been cleaned for a long time, and anyone who saw them would just think they were two down-and-out wanderers.

Fang Xun recognized him at a glance as the wild Yangshen Grandmaster whom he saw in the crowd before the conference officially started.

The middle-aged man was seriously injured.

The dark-faced young man was a girl disguised as a man.

Everyone else was leaving frantically, regretting that they were walking too slowly, but these three people were walking towards Fang Xun.

Fang Xun guessed that this person must have something to talk to Qiao Zhengyang about, so he nodded in a friendly manner.

"My friend, Master Qiao will be back in a while. Why don't you leave and wait in Xiayi Town? It's inconvenient for outsiders to be present in the feud between me and these guys."

Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man said, "I am not here to look for Hero Qiao, but I am desperate and I am here with my daughter to seek refuge with the Marquis!"

Fang Xun was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile: "I am of course very happy that a great master of Yangshen is willing to come to me for surrender, but I have some trivial matters to take care of now, so please wait for a while." The middle-aged man nodded after hearing this, and took the young man dressed as a woman to a viewing shed and sat down to wait.

Lin Shiguang on the other side also spoke immediately.

"Shiguang will never forget the great kindness of the Marquis. I shouldn't have expected more, but Shiguang is the only one left in my Lin family. He has seen the dangers of the martial arts world and doesn't want to be involved in it anymore. He only wants to join the King of Yue and be his lackey!"

Fang Xun smiled and said, "You are the successor of the Fire Phoenix Spear, so you should have gone to the army to make achievements. It is only right for you to surrender now. With your ability as a master of Yin Shen, it is more than enough for you to be a general in the Jiangnan Guards and command a battalion of a thousand soldiers."

He paused for a moment, then looked at Dongfang Que and said, "How about this, you take him to Xiayi Town to stay first, and I'll come find you after the matter is resolved."

"Okay, Brother Xun!"

"All is up to the Marquis!"

After Dongfang Que received the order, he left the venue with Lin Shiguang.

Gathered together in the field, each of the eighty-five Yang Gods was exceptionally quiet.

However, their eyes were fixed on the other side, in the distance, at the Xiao brothers, Wu Shanshui, and Ren Chunfeng, with full of hope.

These four masters from the Thirty-Six Sects are their last hope.

Perhaps Ren Chunfeng felt uncomfortable being stared at by everyone, and finally sighed after Dongfang Que and Lin Shiguang left.

"My Lord, the four of us do not want to get involved in this feud, can you please let us go?"

All of a sudden, the eyes of the eighty-five Yangshen sect leaders dimmed.

Are we really going to become fish on the chopping board, to be slaughtered at will by anyone?

But Fang Xun looked at Ren Chunfeng in surprise and said, "Brother Ren, why do you say that? Your feet are on your own bodies. I have never restricted you. If you want to leave, go ahead. I can't control you."

These four people didn't attack him and Bai Qingmeng just now, nor did they say anything to add insult to injury. At most, they just stood by and watched.

Of course, there was no need for him to offend the three thirty-six groups of Broken Sword Villa, Dajiang League and Tianfeng Tower.

call--

He clearly felt that the four of them breathed a sigh of relief.

"Marquis Lin Chuan, we'll meet again if we're lucky."

"Forget about what happened before. I hope we can still drink and chat happily in the future."

"See you later."

"Brother Fang, please forgive them when you can. Although they brought this upon themselves, their crimes do not deserve the death penalty."

The four of them bowed, said a few polite words, and then left with their disciples.

For a moment, only Fang Xun, eighty-five Yangshen masters and their disciples, and the middle-aged man and his daughter were left.

The huge conference hall seemed exceptionally deserted. All the masters were injured and looked pale, and their disciples were standing in a line in the middle of the venue.

And the looks they gave Fang Xun were also different.

Some people had fire in their eyes and gnashed their teeth, and their expressions looked like they would rather die than surrender to Fang Xun.

Some people have a determination to live and die, and their eyes have turned into a pool of stagnant water.

Others looked timid and fawning, as if they wanted to please Fang Xun but didn't know how to start.

Fang Xun smiled with satisfaction, but his eyes were full of anticipation. This moment was not the end for him, but the beginning of his purpose of participating in the Jiangnan Martial Arts Conference.

"Very good, now we can finally get down to business. First, go find some paper and pen and copy down all the secret techniques of your respective factions!"

After this sentence, the meeting place exploded again. (End of this chapter)