Chapter 544

With just one blow, Fan Qinghui knew that it was impossible for him to defeat Hong Gu, and today Cihang Jingzhai was considered a complete loser.

Cihang Jingzhai's reputation for hundreds of years has been ruined in his own hands today.

Thinking of this result, Fan Qinghui couldn't help but feel a twinge in his heart. He didn't even have the heart to fight Honggu.

When he was distracted during the fight, he was naturally sent flying by Hong Gu's sword. He was still in the air, so he spat out a mouthful of blood with a 'wow' sound.

Fan Qinghui who fell to the ground covered her chest with one hand, her face became extremely pale, and her figure became sluggish.

Hong Gu retracted the saber in surprise, and was very puzzled by Fan Qinghui's defeat in two moves.

It stands to reason that even if Fan Qinghui loses to him, he shouldn't be defeated in just two moves, no matter how bad he is, he will have to fight more than a hundred moves!
Only Liu Meng understood why Fan Qinghui was like this.

As the saying goes, 'there is nothing greater than death in the heart', it can't be more appropriate to apply to Fan Qinghui.

A person who has devoted his whole life to Cihang Jingzhai, a person who has given up love as his sect, and a person who regards sect as everything.

Now, the foundation of the Zongmen's standing has been broken by Liu Meng one after another, how can she bear it.

Thinking of this, Liu Meng stepped forward and said to everyone present:

"The general trend of the world is that 'the long-term must be divided, and the long-term must be united'. It has its own laws and should not be manipulated by humans! We are warriors, so we should pursue the ultimate martial arts. Why do we have to participate in the alternation of emperors? ?”

After a pause, Liu Meng continued:

"Cihang Jingzhai has existed for hundreds of years, and your so-called choosing the Lord on behalf of the heavens has really chosen an immortal dynasty that lasts for thousands of years? I don't think so!"

Having said that, Liu Meng glanced at it, and the thoughtful people continued to say:

"Cihang Jingzhai itself is a Buddhist school, so one should concentrate on cultivation, or study Buddhist scriptures intensively. Why should one exalt one's status and try to meddle in the affairs of emperors in the world?"

These words really touched Fan Qinghui's Ni Lin, and immediately made Fan Qinghui's pale face flushed because of shortness of breath, and angrily said:
"Shut up, what right do you have to question the purpose of my Cihang Jingzhai's existence!
I think of Patriarch Dini, the patriarch of our school, how talented and compassionate, he helped the emperors at that time to establish a dynasty!
The common people can live in peace, what is wrong with our Cihang Jingzhai? "

When Liu Meng heard this, he knew that it would not be easy to change Cihang Jingzhai's position.

It can't be solved by force, right?
Besides, the purpose of his coming to Cihang Jingzhai was to take the opportunity to defeat Ning Daoqi to complete the mission, and then borrow the Cihang Sword Code to take a look, so why ask for trouble and try to change Cihang Jingzhai's mind? ?

Thinking of this, Liu Meng sighed and said:
"Well, I don't care what you Cihang Jingzhai wants to do!

But according to our bet, He Choi, you don't want to go back!
So, can you show us the Cihang Sword Code for an hour? "

Hearing this, Fan Qinghui's face suddenly turned green and red.

The force is not as good as others, and the helpers invited were defeated by Liu Meng one by one, and the rest were frightened by Liu Meng and five people. It is impossible to expect them to stand up for Cihang Jingzhai.

But if she were to give up Heshibi and hand over the Cihang Sword Code for Liu Meng and five people to watch for an hour, it would be tantamount to making Cihang Jingzhai lose everything.

Originally, she thought that with the help of Ning Daoqi and Song Que, she would be able to win a match or two. By then, she would be able to suppress Liu Meng by force and get He Shibi back.

But he didn't expect such a result, and it was strange that Fan Qing Huineng simply conceded defeat and handed over the Cihang Sword Code after being robbed by Liu Meng.

But if he does not admit defeat and fulfill his bet, how will Cihang Jingzhai, who claims to be the savior, the authentic and leader of the martial arts world, gain a foothold in the arena?

Thinking of it this way, Fan Qinghui suddenly became in a dilemma, and couldn't help feeling sad, tears flowed out of his eyes.

Everyone was waiting for Fan Qinghui's reply to Liu Meng's request, when they suddenly saw that Fan Qinghui was shedding tears, immediately those licking dogs who admired Fan Qinghui felt the same, and glared at Liu Meng angrily.

Although I dare not say anything to ridicule Liu Meng, I am really intimidated by the strength of Liu Meng's five masters, but it is always okay to stare at you!

It was as if, at this moment, Liu Meng was a villain who "forced his good into prostitution" in their eyes.

Seeing the eyes of these people, Liu Meng rolled his eyes speechlessly.

The rest of Cihang Jingzhai's disciples also looked sad when they saw the main stream of Zhai's tears. Many female disciples looked at Liu Meng and the other five as if they were looking at their enemies.

There were also quite a few female disciples who followed Fan Qinghui and began to cry. For a while, a woman's sobs were heard on Di Ta Peak.

Fan Qinghui was heartbroken at first, feeling that he had failed the great trust of the previous master, and that Cihang Jingzhai had lost all face today, and when he heard the cry of his disciples, he dared to face his disciples with shame.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he became, Fan Qinghui suddenly faced the statue of the patriarch, knelt down heavily, and mournfully said:
"Patriarch, it is the disciple's incompetence that has caused the sect and disciples to be humiliated today. Patriarch, please forgive Qinghui for her incompetence!"

Seeing the master kneeling down, all the female disciples of Cihang Jingzhai who were present also knelt down. . .

Seeing this scene, those dog lickers stared at Liu Meng and the others with even more disgust.

Some impulsive ones wanted to rush forward with weapons in hand, and have a fight with Liu Meng and the other five.

Liu Meng was even more speechless, and became more and more disgusted with Cihang Jingzhai.

Originally, Liu Meng was still thinking that it would be fine if Fan Qinghui didn't want him to read the Cihang Sword Manual.

After all, to him, it doesn't matter if there are too many Cihang Sword Manuals or not.

As long as Fan Qinghui is willing to admit defeat, willing to lose face and repent, regardless of Zongmen's face, Liu Meng will leave at worst.

But he didn't expect Fan Qinghui to come up with this, what's the matter?Is this to show the weakness of her own female sect?Do you want to force yourself to submit to those licking dogs?
Just when Liu Meng was annoyed and planned to read the Cihang Sword Code at all costs today, a strange thing happened.

I saw the [-]-meter-tall Dini statue, which suddenly seemed to have life.

The hand that was holding the sword seemed to come alive, and a suffocating breath suddenly radiated from the long sword carved from white jade.

Then, above the head of the statue, the clear sky suddenly became cloudy.

In the sky within a radius of ten miles, there were lightning, thunder and howling winds.

A huge coercion poured down from the sky, matching the aura exuded by the statue's long sword.

Fan Qinghui and a group of female disciples in front of the statue couldn't continue to kneel down at this moment, they were carried up by the huge aura and fell to the edge of the square.

Those licking dogs who came to help punches didn't have such a good life. They were blown to this side by the coercion and strong wind formed by the momentum, and staggered and hid to another edge of the square.

(End of this chapter)

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