Chapter 3 You Shaolin's own butt is not clean~!

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"Amitabha! God has the virtue of being good at life! The almsgiver is here, presumably it is God's will not to want to cut off Mingjiao."

"It's just that the benefactor is elegant and handsome, and he is the first-class hero in the world that I have ever seen!

"But, why do you have to keep the Devil's Cult?"

An old monk with white beard and hair walked out of the Shaolin phalanx, bowed to Su Yan, and then said.

Su Yan sized him up: "Are you Shaolin Kongzhi?"

"Amitabha, this old man is Kongzhi."

After confirming his identity, Su Yan said to him with some sarcasm: "The Devil Cult? Ha! Is it that you, Shaolin, can define the devil with just one mouth?"

"You Shaolin's own butt is not clean, and you still come out to talk about others?"

Kong Zhi frowned: "What does the benefactor mean?"

"Old monk, let me ask you, where is your Shaolin Yuanzhen's body?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Wuji in the distance became excited, comforted Xiao Zhao, and walked forward.

A few young monks nearby came over and whispered a few words to Kong Zhi.

Su Yan continued to ask, "But they told you that Yuanzhen's body is missing?"

"Amitabha, the donor is like a god!"

Su Yan pointed to Zhang Wuji who came over: "This Zeng Aniu told you before that Yuanzhen is Cheng Kun. Now he is pretending to be dead and running away, aren't you surprised?"

The fiery Kong Xing jumped out of the Shaolin team, and directly replied:

"Since Martial Nephew Yuanzhen wants to play dead, there is a reason to play dead, so I don't need to say much about it."

"It's the benefactor, you killed the head of Huashan directly if you didn't agree with each other. Do you want to give us an explanation?"

Before Zhang Wuji mediated the six major sects, he had already said that Shaolin Yuanzhen was Cheng Kun, but the Shaolin people at that time intervened to beat him.

Now that they heard that Yuanzhen's body was gone, they still reacted like this?

Are you still looking for yourself to explain for Huashan?This is forcibly changing the subject.

Su Yan suddenly understood in his heart that Shaolin might not be ignorant of Yuanzhen's problem, but he refused to admit it.

Otherwise, Shaolin's reputation will be greatly damaged!

Not to mention that Cheng Kun has disappeared, even if Cheng Kun admits his identity and crimes at the scene, Shaolin Temple will definitely deny it even if it tries its best!

Having figured this out in his heart, Su Yan raised his footsteps and walked towards the phalanx on the Shaolin side:

"What a Shaolin, I'm here to give you an explanation!"

Knowing that he was no match for the opponent, Kongxing called out a dozen monks holding sticks.

"Shaolin disciples, form the demon formation!"

"Listen to my orders, subdue demons!"

"Wait a minute..."

Kong Zhi on the side hurriedly made a sound, but he was still a step too late.

With a movement of Su Yan's figure, he had already appeared among the dozen or so monks holding demon sticks.

【Mysterious Ice Art】Activate...

Su Yan's whole body swelled with zhenqi, and dozens of ice crystals shot out in the void, and the people around felt an astonishing chill in the dog days.

As soon as the subduing demon array was formed and formed into a formation, the dozen or so monks had already turned into lifelike ice sculptures.

Then he turned to Kongxing and touched it casually, but he didn't want to strike with Kongxing's unique dragon claw hand...

An ice thorn appeared in the void, and it was about to pierce Kong Xing's throat in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Kongxing turned pale with shock, and shouted from the bottom of his heart: "My life is over~!"

"Master, be careful!"

Seeing that Kong Xing was about to die on the spot, a burst of pure qi blasted towards the ice spike and smashed it into pieces.

Zhang Wuji, at the moment, only Zhang Wuji was able to react and have this skill.

Su Yan was a little annoyed, he frowned and looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "It's these old bald donkeys who drove your parents to death, why do you save him?"

Zhang Wuji was a little surprised, this person actually knew his true identity?

Zhang Wuji cupped his hands and said, "Senior! Huashan Xian Yutong is a heinous crime, senior should take action for this reason!"

"But the seniors in Shaolin Temple did it unintentionally, and the masters were also deceived about what happened back then."

"Senior, please be merciful!"

Su Yan shook his head in his heart and didn't insist on making a move, but he looked down on Zhang Wuji even more in his heart!

Your mother is so clever that she raised such a fool like you!

And the other people in the arena were already stunned, looking at the dozen or so ice sculptures that had just appeared.

More than a dozen monks were dead but no blood appeared.

So terrifying and so weird...

In the blink of an eye, all the Shaolin monks turned into ice sculptures in the shape of human beings, beautiful and beautiful, but among them were corpses.

In the world... In the world, there is such a kung fu?

Is this still martial arts?

When everyone came back to their senses, they were all horrified when they saw this scene.

Kong Xing was lucky enough to skip a catastrophe, at this time his face was pale and he retreated to the Shaolin team, no more words.

And Kongzhi no longer has the temperament of a monk at this moment, his eyes are red, and his trembling fingers point to the culprit of all this:

"You...you, Zhuzi, you really did such a vicious thing."

Su Yan smiled disdainfully: "Didn't he want to explain?"

"More than ten years ago, when you waited for several major factions to go to Wudang to force Zhang Cuishan and his wife to death, an eminent monk said a famous saying."

"He said, 'There are so many right and wrong in the martial arts world, the affairs of the Jianghu are judged by the level of martial arts!'"

"Look, these are the words of your eminent Shaolin monk."

"So now that I have the highest martial arts, is it natural for me to do anything?"

When Kongzhi heard this, he fell backward in anger, but finally his face shook, he bowed his head in shame and said the Buddha's name.

What the murderous man in front of me said is true. More than ten years ago, hey...

Because of that dragon-slaying knife, some people in Shaolin have already lost their Buddha hearts...

"Good! What a 'whatever you do is a matter of course'! How evil."

Wudang sent Zhang Songxi to go out first, and then Wudang, except Yu Daiyan, who was disabled and not present, followed behind him and slowly formed a formation with their swords drawn!

The death of Zhang Cuishan and his wife is naturally a thorn in the hearts of Wuzhong people.

Even though the person on the other side was fighting for the fifth brother who died in vain, this method was too cruel.

Moreover, being so unscrupulous is like a monster...

"Second brother, fourth brother, sixth brother, seventh brother, this man is so evil, he will put on a real martial arts formation!"

"Slaying evil spirits is my own responsibility! Now that Shaolin has been destroyed, I should come out of Wudang."

"Even if you lose, it's just the word 'death', so what's there to be afraid of?"

"Haha! If that's the case, please tell me the name of the son, so that my brothers will know who will die at the hands of!"

Seeing Wudang Five Sons come out, Su Yan didn't respond, but looked at Zhang Wuji first:

"Zeng A Niu! Do you think Wudang Five Heroes should just stand up so stupidly?"

Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, it seemed that the person in front of him knew his true identity very well, and he couldn't let his uncles die in vain.

After cupping his hands towards Su Yan, Zhang Wuji walked up to the Wudang five and knelt down in front of the Wudang five:

"Wuji has met several uncles, uncles, please forgive Wuji for failing to recognize each other just now..."

"Wuji? Are you Wuji?"

"Wuji? Are you really Wuji, Wuji's son?"

"Haha, big brother, come and see, it's Wuji..."

Yin Tianzheng of Mingjiao Fang also struggled with his seriously injured body, and looked over with his neck raised.

Su Yan did not pay attention to the warm recognition scene, after glancing at Zhou Zhiruo, he looked around everyone:

"Who else?"

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Chapter 4 Su Yan: What went wrong?

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At this moment, the six major sects of Guangmingding Mountain.

It was difficult for Emei Juejue to stand up, and he had to rely on Ding Minjun next to him to barely stand up.

Everyone in Kongtong felt that the seven-shang fist could not hit the opponent without making a sound, and if they punched themselves and injured themselves to death, the opponent might be fine.

The Huashan faction didn't dare to say too much, and thanked the other party for "cleaning up the door" for themselves.

Shaolin also knelt down just now, and more than a dozen people died. Kong Xing, who had spoken harshly before, hid in the back of the team tremblingly, and Kong Zhi didn't even dare to fart!

Wudang was also stopped by Zhang Wuji who appeared suddenly...

There was a burst of crying and laughing, which also interrupted the Wudang Five Heroes' thought of sacrificing their lives to cross the devil.

Who else?

So, no one left~!

He Taichong of the Kunlun Sect stood up and clasped his hands knowingly, "Master Kongzhi was right just now, sir, I'm afraid it's God's will to teach you here."

"Then... then I'll go down the mountain!"

Everyone heard the words and silently accepted the proposal.

Otherwise, what else can happen, the person in front of him is powerful, and kills without blinking an eye.

Hey... Let's go, everyone goes home~!

People from the six major factions began to prepare to go down the mountain slowly...

"Wuji, come back with us, you don't even know how much your Grand Master misses you."

"Yes, Wuji, you are well now, and you have learned such a skill, the old master will be very happy."

Zhang Wuji rejected several uncles and uncles: "Masters and uncles, Wuji's grandfather is just opposite."

"You guys go back to Wudang first, after Wuji pays homage to Grandpa, then go back to Wudang to serve Grand Master and his old man."

The people in Wudang also thought about it, Yin Tianzheng is his grandfather, so they stopped persuading people from other sects and began to descend the mountain.

"Zhiruo, Zhiruo..."

Song Qingshu, who was ignorant of Zhou Zhiruo and refused to leave, was also dragged away by his father who turned his back every step of the way!

Zhou Zhiruo stood there hesitating, she was very resistant to the current Emei and Juejuan, she didn't know if she should go back to Emei with them.

Seeing that Zhou Zhiruo was still standing still, Juejue called out, "Zhiruo?"

Without waiting for Zhou Zhiruo to reply, Su Yan said directly: "Zhou Zhiruo stays here and still has Yitian Sword!"

Trembling with extermination, he spat out blood again:

"It's too deceitful, the old nun will not hesitate to risk his life today!"

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