The Qinling General Assembly was held at Shenyingling Ridge. Including Chaotianzhai, all the forces scattered across the Qinling Ridge were traversing mountains and rivers, gathering towards Shenying Ridge. According to Jiang Fei, at least more than 200 forces participated in this article.

In the next alliance, thousands of people will gather in the Divine Eagle Ridge, including the Demon Sect, Taoist Sect, Buddhism, Green Forest, Giant Thieves, Horse Thieves, etc., with good and evil mixed together, and there are mountains on the tops. If you don’t pay attention, you will suffer a great loss.

Fu Jingtao suddenly realized that Jiang Fei was afraid of being bullied when he arrived at the Divine Eagle Ridge, so he came over to find a talisman. He didn't mind Jiang Fei's slippery head, gently rubbed and played with the bronze medal, and asked, "When he recommended the leader, it was

Do you only recognize bronze medals but not people?"

Jiang Fei was stunned and scratched his head and said, "It seems to be!"

The leader of the Qinling Alliance has no real power, it is just a false reputation. No one takes the initiative to compete for it except for a few old antiques who are eager for titles. He is quite casual when electing the leader and has no strict rules. Anyway, a bronze medal represents the opinion of a force.

In the end, those who get the most votes are respected, and those who are not the strongest martial arts are the leader.

To count it, the leaders of the past all ages are all over the age of 60. They are familiar with people on the road, have a wide range of families, have many relatives and friends, and have no ambition or energy to expand their territory. Moreover, the forces of various families are used to being rough and sturdy, and from the bottom of their hearts

If you don’t want to be controlled by others, you will have the best leader who doesn’t care about anything. You will pay a little local specialties every year.

In fact, various forces gathered together, and the main purpose was to take this opportunity to share the existence and sell all kinds of specialties and treasures accumulated. To put it bluntly, this is a black and white stolen goods sales conference, and the election of the leader is just an excuse.

Fu Jingtao glanced at Jiang Fei and others, and said with a smile: "Since it is a stolen goods sales conference that occurs once in two years, where are your savings hidden?"

Jiang Fei said embarrassedly: "The mountain village is located in a remote place, the road is rugged and difficult to walk, and there are no mineral lakes nearby. We can only barely survive. Where can we trade with others?"

Fu Jingtao laughed and said, "So you are just going to join in the fun!"

Jiang Fei and others blushed, looked at their toes awkwardly, not knowing how to explain.

Fu Jingtao said: "In this world, a penny cannot kill a hero. If you don't have money or treasures, go and grab them! You can't just make people laugh at them in vain, right?"

"Go and grab? Who are you robbing?"

Fu Jingtao said: "Nonsense, of course you will steal whoever you meet!"

Jiang Fei and others looked at each other. Chaotianzhai's strength was almost at the bottom. If you don't be bullied by other families, you will be Amitabha Buddha. Why should you provoke trouble?

No matter what they thought, Fu Jingtao waved his hand and said loudly: "Follow me and get rich!"

The group left the valley and rushed towards the direction of the Condor Hero. On the way, they passed by a forest of pine trees, and they met a group of men in black resting in the forest. They opened their clothes to cool off, talking and laughing. As soon as they met, the men in black were in black

They laughed strangely: "Oh, the pauper who eats and drinks is here again!" "A group of beggars are still holding big flags!"

Jiang Fei was so shameless that he just pretended not to hear it, and said to Fu Jingtao: "Young Master, these people are from Bailang Valley. The seven brothers in the Zhang family are good at swordsmanship and marksmanship. They secretly do some private jade dealings. Sitting high

The one who is in Zhang Zhisheng, the eldest son of the Zhang family, the second son Zhang Zhiben, the third son Zhang Zhibin, and the seventh son Zhang Zhiyong, the one who smiles the most is the seventh son Zhang Zhiyong."

Fu Jingtao said: "What is the background of the Zhang brothers?"

Jiang Fei said: "It is said that the ancestor of Zhang's family was a Shaolin traitor. He escaped from the mountain gate because he violated the rules. Later, he fell into the White Wolf Valley and gradually grew and grew stronger to this day."

Fu Jingtao smiled and said, "Do they also have bronze medals?"

Jiang Fei said: "Of course there is! The bronze medal in White Wolf Valley should be kept by Zhang Zhisheng."

Seeing them pointing in front of each other, the Zhang brothers were immediately dissatisfied. Zhang Zhiyong picked up the eight-foot red tassel gun, jumped up, raised his gun and shouted: "Jiang Fei, don't be chewing the gossip! Get out of the way, don't go away when you know the appearance.

Let the poor and sour smell smell sour to my master!”

Jiang Fei gritted his teeth and said, "There is no master in the mountains and forests. I will come whenever I want to come, and leave whenever I want to. Mr. Jiang is on the road on the same path as your elder brother. How can you be so whispered to you!"

Zhang Zhiyong was furious: "Did you dare to teach me a lesson after eating the gall of Xiong Xinbao?" A tiger rushed forward, and the red tassel spear was pushed forward with force and the gun was extremely fierce. Judging from its body and gun technique, it was more fierce and simple.

Along the way, there are indeed heavy traces of Shaolin martial arts

Faced with a fierce and fierce shot, Jiang Fei had no choice but to draw his sword and fight. With a sharp shock, Jiang Fei's five fingers were numb. He stepped back and exclaimed: "Young Master, save me!

”

Zhang Zhiyong was extremely proud with one shot, and his eyes turned to Fu Jingtao. Seeing that he was young and tender, he sneered disdainfully: "Are you Jiang Fei's master?" As he said that, he shook the gun sideways, and the gun tip was slashed slanted.

Fu Jingtao's cheeks were obviously insulting.

Fu Jingtao shouted, "Bold!" His figure swayed slightly to the side, and his palm slapped it out as slowly as if it were slow and fast. The surging palm force covered the opponent.

"Huh!" Zhang Zhisheng, who was originally smiling and watching the show, bounced up and his face turned solemn.

How could Zhang Zhiyong keep up with Fu Jingtao's movement speed? The figure in front of him flashed and went in a gun-like manner, but he felt the fierce palm wind beside him slapped. In horror, his arms were swaying and twisting the gun blade, and swept across him purely by feeling.

Hope to force the opponent back.

But where can this gambling counterattack work? The next moment, he was kicked hard in the ribs, flew back several feet with his hands and feet. His vest hit a pine tree and he immediately fainted from breath.

The situation reversed too quickly, and the men in black were stunned, while the people in Chaotianzhai were cheering and thunderous.

"Old Seventh!" "Seventh Brother!"

Zhang Zhiben and Zhang Zhibin were both shocked and angry. How could they watch their brothers get frustrated? They immediately drew their swords in their hands, jumped up, and waved their swords left and right to kill them.

The snow-white sword light spanned the air, like two white thunderbolts slashing down.

Fu Jingtao weighed the red tassel spear he had just taken, and stabbed the gun without giving in without giving in. Dingding! The gun went like lightning, and the knife light broke and disintegrated wherever he passed. The gun light trembled, and the Zhang brothers said in unison.

He screamed strangely, flew backwards in a mess and dodged in a mess, and couldn't hold on even if he joined forces!

Zhang Zhisheng's face was ashamed and hurriedly shouted: "Wait, keep someone under the gun!"

Fu Jingtao closed his gun and stood firm, saying lightly: "Zhang Dazhuan handed over the bronze medal and half of the silver liang in Bailang Valley. Otherwise, don't blame me for killing me, no chicken or dog left!"

Zhang Zhisheng's eyes twitched and he swallowed his anger and said, "Today, I will admit defeat in Bailang Valley. How dare you ask for your honorable name?"

Fu Jingtao said in a deep voice: "I hear it clearly, I am Yang Tao, the Blood Demon King Wu Li!"

"Blood Demon King's disciple?!"

The Zhang brothers were as if thunder exploded in their ears, and they looked at each other in horror. The only little thoughts disappeared. Who doesn't know who is the notorious name of the Blood Demon King's cruel and bloodthirsty murder? He handed over the bronze medal and silver obediently, and dared not reveal it.
Chapter completed!