Liu Yun was somewhat surprised that the Beggars' Sect was able to arrive first.

Not long ago, he learned from Mrs. Yu that in order to select the new leader, the Beggars' Sect was holding a gang conference in Luoyang.

When Liu Yun saw the sloppy man walking in front of all the beggars with green sticks, he flashed.

‘Ha~ It seems that it was successful.’

This green long bamboo stick is very conspicuous. It is the treasure of the Beggars' Sect's gang that has been passed down from generation to generation, and the dog-beating stick.

The dog-beating stick is also equipped with a set of unique dog-beating stick techniques in Beggars' Sect, which is also a top martial art that only the leader of the gang can practice.

Although the sloppy flower girl holding the dog beater has changed a lot compared to before, Liu Yun still recognized his identity through the other party's deliberate flashing eyes.

King Jiao, the unjust Taoist.

Behind the Taoist Buping stood four old beggars with white hair and beards, probably the only four remaining elders of the Beggars' Sect.

Behind these four were eight beggars with different expressions, one of which was a middle-aged man with a gentle temperament was more outstanding.

His clothes were much tidy than other beggars around him, and he looked like a scholar than a beggar.

Needless to say, you can guess that this person is the scholar of the Beggars' Sect, and Quan Guanqing.

The rules of the Beggars' Sect are very strict, and there are strict regulations for whoever stands wherever they are.

Judging from Quan Guanqing's position, he should have restored his identity as the leader of the eight bags of helms.

With his eyes narrowed over the ordinary gang members behind the elder and the helm leader, Liu Yun saw Mrs. Shi hanging behind the Beggars' Gang team and others.

Mrs. Shi clasped her fists to Liu Yun from afar, and then she became in a low-key manner into the crowd.

The unpraiseful Taoist showed no clues on his face and saluted Liu Yun without being humble or arrogant.

"I'm the new leader of the Beggars' Sect, Li Zhongxiu. Are you the lord of Lingjiu Palace and the leader of the Xiaoyao Sect?"

Liu Yun smiled and returned a gift to the Buping Taoist who used the pseudonym: "Gang Master Li, I have long admired Daming. I am Liu Yun. Thank you to the Beggars' Sect for being willing to attend the martial arts conference."

"Please come in."

After Bai Shijing and Xu Chongxiao died, only four of the six elders of the Beggars' Sect were left.

Judging from their position, the deputy gang leader has not decided who it is yet, and the gang leader has the final say in the gang affairs.

The life and death talisman on the body of the Taoist Buping is still there, and Liu Yun believes that he dare not make trouble at the conference.

The senior leaders of the Beggars' Sect were politely welcomed into the Taoist temple, and other gang members could only gather in the small bamboo building near Laojun Temple.

In the next few days, Liu Yun, as the initiator of the conference, received many sects and gangs of all sizes.

The Xiaoyao Sect is a hidden sect and has little reputation, but there have been rumors in Lingjiu Palace that Tong Lao has always been domineering.

Many people in the Central Plains Jianghu didn't know the reputation of Lingjiu Palace at first, and their fellow martial artists from the Western Regions martial arts world told them the origin of Lingjiu Palace.

These include the feat of destroying Xingsuhai not long ago and the capture of the famous Nan Murong.

The Baidao Gang and the sect all climbed to Junshan Island openly, while the left-minded people and some shameful people sneaked onto the island while the crowds were rushing, hiding in the dense forest of Junshan Island, thinking that no one knew about it.

Little did they know that their every move was under the surveillance of the Lingjiu Palace's secret whistle.

"The Stars Pia is here indeed."

Liu Yun sneered and ordered to the Nine Heavens and Ninth Ministry: "Continue to keep surveillance. If there is any disturbance in the Old Monster Ding, come and tell me as soon as possible."

Even Mrs. Yu could not detect the traces of some top experts coming to the island. Thanks to Li Qiushui, who had concealed his identity, who came from Xixia, Liu Yun knew the whereabouts of all the masters hiding in the dark.

At this time, the Xiaoyao Sect’s voice transmission and soul searching technique is very effective.

Liu Yun didn't even have to go out to meet Li Qiushui in person, but directly used voice transmission to search the soul in the air to conduct encrypted dialogue. People who are not from the Xiaoyao Sect could not detect the clues.

"Xiao Yuanshan, Murong Bo, Jiumozhi, Ding Chunqiu, Duan Yanqing, Ye Erniang, and... Murong Fu."

Speaking of Murong Fu, Liu Yun couldn't help but frown.

This guy hid among a group of left-minded people and sneaked into the island. In addition to the four generals who followed at any time, Liu Yun also discovered more than a hundred elite men suspected of being related to Murong Fu, including those guards who had seen in Huanshishui Pavilion before.

‘Good guy, Murong’s family has brought out all the money, and the people who come here are not good.’

With the arrival of the Duan family in Dali under Duan Zhengchun, all the sects and gangs willing to participate in the martial arts conference have basically arrived.

There are many people and it is easy to cause friction. The world is originally a big fame and fortune. Either you step on me or I will show you the power.

The sects and gangs that had grudges between each other almost fought several times. The Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions had already prepared to suppress them and showed off their muscles in front of the various sects in the Central Plains. No one dared to doubt whether Lingjiu Palace was qualified to preside over the conference.

Amid the turmoil of various sects in the world, the seventh day of the fifth lunar month finally arrived and the martial arts conference was officially held.

Liu Yun deliberately invited the two great white Taoists leaders in the martial arts world, Shaolin abbot Xuan Ci and the leader of the Beggars' Sect "Li Zhongxiu" to take the stage to serve as the host.

People in the martial arts world are not happy to listen to long-term discussions, and Liu Yun does not intend to start the show and say a lot of nonsense.

"I am a person who is used to being straightforward and doesn't like to go around the corner."

Liu Yun bowed to the audience with a demeanor and said, "I know what you want to know when you attend the martial arts conference."

"Just be right, let's get to the point."

Xuanci obviously didn't expect Liu Yun to go straight to the point, his eyes fluctuated slightly, and he quickly returned to calm.

The Taoist Buping had long known Liu Yun’s plan, keeping silent while watching his eyes without waves, his eyes watching his nose and nose.

Liu Yun did not speak at the top of his voice. With the support of deep internal force, even people far away from the venue could clearly hear his voice.

"The first thing is about the bloody case of Xiao Feng, a Khitan."

"This matter is very similar to the second case where he will do what he does to him."

Liu Yun turned his gaze to the west side of the venue. Duan Yu, who had been traveling for a long time, was standing next to a burly man, and the two were talking and laughing.

This person was Xiao Feng who rushed from Liao territory a few days ago.

He still accidentally saved the contemporary Liao emperor Yelu Hongji, and after recognizing his ancestors and returning to his hometown, he was named King of the Southern Court.

At this time, there were more than a dozen elite cavalry following Xiao Feng, which should be the so-called Eighteen Cavalry of Yanyun.

Two charming young girls were also listed around him. One of the girls in purple clothes was staring at Duan Yu with dissatisfaction, with grimaces constantly on his face.

Hearing his name, Xiao Feng stopped talking to Duan Yu, and at Liu Yun's instructions he stepped forward without hesitation and strode to the center of the venue.

"Xiao Feng, a Khitan, is here. I will not escape or hide. If someone still wants to seek revenge on me, a Khitan, after the conference, Xiao will be happy to accompany you!"

Xiao Feng's open and honest attitude made many people in the martial arts world who disliked the Khitans start to clamor. The Xingsu faction hiding behind took the opportunity to fan the flames, and the smell of gunpowder at the scene gradually became stronger.

Liu Yun patted Xiao Feng's thick shoulder and used his internal force to make a sound to suppress the noise at the scene.

"Brother Xiao, don't worry, all conspiracies and frame-ups will be revealed today. Please listen to me patiently."

The internal force that was overwhelming the audience calmed down some of the passionate guys. Liu Yun calmly told everyone present about every murder case that seemed to be related to Xiao Feng.

"There is nothing to say about the battle between Juxianzhuang. Both sides are fighting openly. Whoever dies and lives depends entirely on their own abilities."

"Everyone is a gangster. You should understand the truth about success, king, defeat, and bandits."

A member of the Beggars' Sect shouted loudly: "Let's not mention the matter of Juxianzhuang for now. What should I say about the wife and Elder Bai of Deputy Gangma of Deputy Gangma, and Elder Xu's death!"

This person was specially arranged by Liu Yun to ask the Taoist Buping. He asked the question first and blocked the other people's mouths, focusing everyone's attention on the bizarre deaths of Xu Chongxiao, Bai Shijing and Kang Min.

“Good question.”

Liu Yun showed a sarcastic smile on his face, and his eyes turned to the distance to the south side of the venue.

"Mr. Xiao Yuanshan, for the sake of your son's reputation, you should stand up and say, right?"
Chapter completed!