The Transmigrated Sword Emperor

In the Guo Mansion, everyone was speechless.

Swordfiend Li Dao's words were quite arrogant, even if he wanted to be a bit more modest.

Come out and fight with you? Who doesn't know that your kung fu is high and that no one can match you?

Xiao Long smiled. She did not feel that there was anything amiss with what Li Dao had said. In the eyes of a woman, no matter what her lover did, she would always do the right thing.

Yang Zhao lowered his head to look at the ground, feeling rather humiliated. This sworn brother of his was indeed a little arrogant.

Sun Zhenzi puffed out his chest and held his head high like a proud rooster, afraid that others would not know that he was the Sword Demon's servant.

Everyone had different thoughts. Some people thought that Sword Demons were wild, while some people thought that Sword Demons were true beings.

The scene was a bit cold and Li Dao didn't feel awkward standing on the stage. With a smile on his face like the spring wind of March, he continued, "It seems that everyone has no objections to me being the chief, then I won't be polite. As the saying goes, you have to shoulder a great responsibility no matter how great your abilities are. I, Li Jun, will exhaust myself and lead all of you martial artists to expel the Mongolian Scouts from the Central Plains. "

Now that things had come to this point, who could stand up and say they couldn't accept it? Even if he was unwilling, he could only suppress it in his heart. As for having a fight with Li Dao, no one had the intention to do so.

"Well said. I, Jing Tong, am convinced that Sword Demon will sit in front of you. "From now on, as long as Chief Li says the word, I will be like a frying pan on top of a mountain. I will go through fire and water without any hesitation!" The burly man with the thick chest hair was the first to jump out, supporting Li Dao.

In his hand was a half-chewed pig leg, his mouth was full of oil. His manly aura that could not be concealed made many female warriors swallow their saliva.

Li Dao looked at him and smiled, "Thank you Brother Jing for your kindness. I will not let you down."

The man called Jing Tong was stunned. Saliva and fat were mixed in the corners of his mouth as he smiled foolishly. The Sword Demon smiled at me. He called me brother? Happiness came too suddenly, and Jing Tong was a little dazed, unable to react in time.

"Brother Jing is right. I, Li Hongtao, represent the Han River Faction to support the Sword Demon. After today, as long as the Sword Demon gives the order, the Han River Faction will not show any mercy in killing the Mongolian police!"

A middle-aged man with a funny personality, with a sparse beard, stood up and shouted loudly. The group of disciples of the Han River Sect behind him also began to call out loudly to the Sword Demons.

With someone taking the lead, the rest of the martial artists who were supporting Li Dao also followed suit. Only a few people who were prejudiced against Li Dao had unsightly expressions on their faces.

Guo Jing stood beside Li Dao and said in a clear voice, "No matter how strong you are, you have to shoulder a lot of responsibilities. Guo Jing stood beside Li Dao and said clearly," No matter how strong you are, you have to shoulder a lot of responsibilities.

Guo Jing had already stood up to support Li Dao. Some of the neutral individuals also started to call out Li Dao's name.

The dark yellow gas was being continuously absorbed by the long sword. The smile on Li Dao's face became increasingly brilliant.

Huang Rong stomped her feet anxiously in the distance. How could she let the position of Martial Lord be given away?

Zhu Ziru, Lu Guanying, Lu Youku, Guo Fu, and Big or Small Martial Brothers all had unpleasant expressions on their faces. In their opinion, Guo Jingcai should be the Martial Union Lord.

Guo Jing had guarded Xiangyang for more than ten years. Perhaps he himself didn't care about fame or profit, but the people around him weren't as noble as he was. But now that the situation was like this, even if they dared to oppose it, it would be useless.

Alliance Head Wu Lin was taken away by Li Dao!

"Since that's the case, from today onwards, Brother Li will be our Alliance Master. Guo Jing pays his respects to Alliance Chief! " As Guo Jing spoke, he bowed towards Li Dao.

Li Dao leisurely reached out to support Guo Qing and said, "Brother Guo, we had a conflict before. Although you were in the wrong, I did cut off your left palm. But from now on, we are all brothers. We all have one goal in mind, and that is to get rid of the barbarians and restore our Han Dynasty! I hope you can put aside your past grudges and work together with me for the sake of restoring the glory of the Chinese. " After he finished speaking, Li Dao didn't forget to pat Guo Jing on the shoulder and help him straighten out the front of his shirt.

Get rid of the barbarians and restore the Han people to their former glory! His words made Guo Jing's blood boil with emotion.

"What happened before has long left my mind at ease, and what Chief said just now is exactly where my ambition lies. "To expel the barbarians and restore our Han people to their former glory!"

Guo Jing's face was full of excitement as he raised his right hand, shouting loudly.

"Get rid of the barbarians, and restore my Han people to their former glory!"

"Get rid of the barbarians, and restore my Han people to their former glory!"

The voice did not cease for a long time. It resounded through the air above Xiangyang City, and the corners of Li Dao's mouth curled up. The dark yellow gas that could be seen with the naked eye became even denser.