With the sound of the horn, Guo Jing stood up with a loud noise: "The Mongols are here..."

He grew up in Mongolia since he was a child, so he naturally could distinguish the sound of the Mongolian musical instruments.

Then, he bowed to Chen Hengzhi, who was sitting in the first place, and he said, "City Lord, the Mongols are here, please go and have a look."

Chen Hengzhi nodded and said, "Go!"

Guo Jing responded, stood up, and walked towards the gate.

At this time, a large group of people came into the entrance of the square.

Looking around, standing in front of him was a Tibetan monk wearing a red robe, extremely tall and thin, and like a bamboo pole. His forehead was slightly sunken, like a plate, which was the Golden Wheel Dharma King.

Standing on both sides of him were four weird men in strange costumes.

A man is tall and thin, with a blood-colored face and looks like a zombie, but he is Xiao Xiangzi;

The other person is extremely short and very black, and is the master Nimoxing from India;

One of them is eight feet tall, with thick hands and big feet, with a silly smile on his face and his eyes are tranquil. He is Ma Guangzuo;

Another person with a high nose and deep eyes, a curved yellow beard, was a Hu man, but he was wearing Hanfu, a neck hanging from pearls, a wristband and jade bracelet, and a pearl-like spirit. He was the Persian merchant Yin Kexi.

Five people stood one by one, followed by a group of lamas from the Tibetan Buddhist Tantric Vajra Sect, who were followers of King Jinhuang.

Guo Jing walked closer and looked at the group of people in surprise. He had heard Huang Yaoshi talk about the strange martial arts of Tibetan Tantra. When he reached a very high level, the top gate was slightly concave, and this person was deeply immersed in his heart. Could it be that the martial arts were really profound?

At this moment, Guo Jing did not dare to be careless and asked with his fists: "I am the host of this hero conference, Guo Jing. You are here from afar, what do you mean by? Are you a guest or an enemy?"

When the heroes present heard this, they all looked back at the door and whispered.

King Jinlun closed his eyes, his hands closed, and said in inexperienced Chinese: "I heard about the name of Guo Jing, the marshal of the Right Army of the Great Mongolian Western Expedition, and when I saw him today, I felt like an old farmer in the countryside, and I was very disappointed in teaching the poor monks."

Xiaoxiangzi continued, "Yes, when I was far away in Jingxiang, I heard about the reputation of Guo Daxia. After this meeting, it is better to be famous than to meet, tsk tsk tsk!"

The other three people didn't speak, but the disgust on their faces was beyond words.

Guo Jing was not angry, and he replied, "You should explain your purpose. If you are kind enough to be a guest, then you can say that I will ask someone to prepare a table for you. If you come to make trouble, hum!"

Honest people also have tempers.

Among this group, only Xiaoxiangzi was a Han Chinese, so he was responsible for the communication.

Upon hearing this, Xiaoxiangzi pointed to the King of Jinlun and introduced: "I will introduce to Mr. Guo. This is the Tibetan holy monk, King of Jinlun and is now the Khan of Ogedei, the Great Mongol Kingdom, who is now the first great master of the protection of the country."

He introduced the identities of everyone one by one, and finally said: "Our trip was ordered by the fourth prince Kublai Khan, and advised everyone here to be a hero who knew the times and surrendered to our Great Mongolian Kingdom as soon as possible, so as not to have an unjust soul under the iron hoof of our army."

"What did you say? Damn it, say it again!"

"You Mongolian dog, you are a traitor and you are shameless, so I'll bah!"

"Dog thief, die!"

As soon as this was said, the heroes were in unison, stood up, picked up weapons, and cursed.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiangzi felt a little panicked, but when he saw King Jinlun calm and calm, he was not at all panicked, gritting his teeth, thinking that I could not be compared by this monk.

But he didn't know that King Jinlun was so arrogant that he didn't care what others were saying.

Xiao Xiangzi had an idea and shouted, "Why, are you going to rush forward? What about the morality of you Central Plains people? Or are there a group of people who are seeking fame?"

After saying that, his legs stopped trembling and his waist was straightened. As long as he blocked these people with words, he would be in danger of life. Xiao Xiangzi felt that he was too smart, haha!

Guo Jing's ears moved, and he reached out to stop the riots behind him, and said loudly: "We gathered here to discuss the fight against the Mongolian Tartars. You come from afar, whether you are lobbyists or disturbing the conference. My great country in the Central Plains will not be bothered with you barbarians and ordinary people. I will let you go today and go wherever you come."

The heroes applauded:

"Hiss Guo said it well!"

"Get back and have a drink of milk!"

"The two countries are fighting, and they will be sent to the envoys if they don't kill you! Let you go this time, and there will be no such cheap next time."

At this time, King Jinlun started to speak in Tibetan, and Xiaoxiangzi nodded repeatedly. After King Jinlun finished speaking, Xiaoxiangzi raised his chest and said, "Since you are planning to choose the leader of the Laoshizi martial arts world, then the national master around me will also participate. How about it, do you dare to compete?"

After hearing this, the heroes understood the intention of this man, and obviously they could not recruit him. They learned that the martial arts conference would be unfavorable to Mongolia, so they were vicious to fight for the position of leader of the alliance.

If King Jinlun captured the leader of the martial arts world, although the heroes of the Central Plains would not obey his orders, they would greatly weaken the Han people's momentum to resist Mongolia.

After understanding the key, everyone was indignant and prepared to teach these Mongolians a lesson.

Chen Hengzhi, who was sitting in the first seat, stood up and said, "Let's go and meet these Mongolian masters."

The word "Master" has particularly accentuated the tone, and it is obviously a slander.

After he finished speaking, he walked downstairs, followed by Huang Yaoshi, Huang Rong, Yang Guo, Zhou Shaoquan, Xu Guangcheng and others.

"I want to participate in the martial arts conference, it's great. We warmly welcome you. But I don't know which level of Jinlun you have practiced in "Dragon Elephant Prajna"?"

From afar, Chen Hengzhi's voice spread throughout the venue. This was his first time speaking, as if the thunder in the sky was thundering, and as if the breeze in March was blowing on his face, it was mysterious and shocked all the heroes present. Such martial arts attainments were unheard of.

All the heroes of the Central Plains knew that Guo Jing's martial arts were amazing and he was in his prime. At present, the mysterious Baiyun City Lord shocked the audience as soon as he made a move. He was three points better than Guo Jing. He must have won the victory and there was no reason to fail. At that moment, everyone applauded and their voices were shocked by a hundred miles.

Seeing this, the heroes present rushed over and cheered loudly. The number of people on the side of the Golden Wheel Dharma King was relatively small, so the momentum was naturally much worse.

At the moment, the banquet was too late, so Huang Yaoshi called the servants to free up tables and chairs, and freed up a big place for both sides to compete.

The two sides formed a confrontation, but the number of people was very unequal.

There were less than twenty people on the Mongolian side, while there were thousands on the Han side.

King Jinlun stood in front and said, "Xiaoxiangzi, you will try the power of the Central Plains people in the first game."

He has always lived in Tibet, and he thought that with his martial arts, he would definitely have few opponents in the Central Plains, such as the North Beggar, the East Evil, and the West Poison, he would not take them seriously.
Chapter completed!