The Road to Dominance in All Worlds, Starting from Brother Qiang

"However..." There was a slight pause in the voice, and Murong Bai didn't look back. He just raised his hand and pointed at Chu Haoran, who was coughing repeatedly, and said with a sneer, "This thief kept saying that my Mingjiao came from the Persian Fire Worship Cult, so I decided to He is in cahoots with the Persian bandit who killed Master Miejue a few days ago, and has a secret connection."

"But heroes, you know that just a few days ago, our sect met these Persian thieves on the Red Rock Cliff. Because of the enmity of exterminating the master, the whole sect shared the same hatred and took the heads of three enemy chieftains!"

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar among the heroes.

After the battle at Hongshiya, the kings of Persia led a group of remnant soldiers and returned to the Persian Western Region along the silk road, while Murong Bai and other Mingjiao people came all the way to Shaolin, and then lived in the house provided by Shaolin sect and never came out again.

Therefore, although several days have passed, although people in the Jianghu know that there was a fight on the Red Rock Cliff, no one knows that the two sides in the fight on the Red Rock Cliff will be the Mingjiao group. Howe and those Persians who killed Shitai.

If what Murong Bai said is true, compared to the fact that the Shaolin faction only killed one Qixin Jewel Tree King, the Mingjiao side killed three people in full, and the verdict will be decided.

Chapter 296 Who is the hero

Chapter 296

On the seats of the six major sects, the eyes of the heads of the various sects flickered, each of them had their own calculations.

On the other side of Emei, Bei Jinyi and other Emei girls stood up and saluted Murong Bai solemnly with tears in their eyes. Zhou Zhiruo's eyes rolled, and his heart was touched and sweet.

The rest of the people in the Jianghu, even those who fear the world will not be chaotic, have already shouted loudly at this time, "Your Majesty Murong is doing well!"

"Mingjiao avenged the head of Emei Extermination, and should be a hero!"

These people and those court minions who had previously raised the flag for Chu Haoran, or were secretly bought by Zhao Min, began to quarrel with each other, and the scene became chaotic, but Murong Bai turned a blind eye to it. Looking up, he suddenly said loudly again, "Mingjiao and Persian Zoroastrianism have nothing to do with each other decades ago, and they belong to two religions."

"The abbot should be a sensible person. You can't say that there is a demon monk from Tianzhu who came to China to do evil, so Shaolin should be held responsible for it?"

The Shaolin sect originally came from Tianzhu, not a local sect in the Central Plains.

Now he has become the leader of the martial arts world, Murong Bai said at this time, if the heroes of the world want to make a fuss about the relationship between Mingjiao and Persian Zoroastrianism, it will be difficult to stand up.

Unless, they attacked the Shaolin faction together.

But, is it possible?

Seeing that Abbot Kongwen was silent at this time, Murong Bai sneered in his heart, and asked again, "I remember thirty years ago, there were a few demon monks from Tianzhu who came to my middle land, killing people was useless."

"The leader of this sect was born late, and he didn't know much about this matter. He forgot how Shaolin dealt with it back then. Please ask the abbot to teach me."

As soon as this remark came out, it caused a commotion from the crowd on the sidelines.

This is an old martial arts incident many years ago.

A few Hu monks from the Western Regions came to China and killed some common people to practice evil skills, which caused a lot of trouble in the world.

In the end, although he was suppressed, the person who made the move was not from Shaolin, but an unknown casual cultivator.

This matter is nothing to begin with, but Murong Bai brought it up at this time, undoubtedly it is very thought-provoking.

Abbot Kongwen's face was full of distress, and he didn't want to say anything more.

Just put your hands together, chant the Buddha's name in a low voice, and said, "Amitabha."

Seeing that he had forced Abbot Kongwen with words, Murong Bai looked away from Abbot Kongwen, and was about to say something to the martial arts heroes.

But suddenly he heard a faint voice coming from behind him, although the voice was light and not high-pitched, but full of sarcasm, it was clearly transmitted into Murong Bai's ears.

The one who spoke was Chu Haoran, who had just adjusted his mind and looked at Murong Bai with more and more thoughts.

But only Chu Haoran said quietly, "How can Shaolin and your Demon Cult be taken lightly?"

"Furthermore, who knows if your Mingjiao and that Persian demon will have internal strife and kill each other..."

This is extremely embarrassing to say.

After hearing this, Murong Bai burst into anger immediately, turned his head angrily, raised his hand and pointed at Chu Haoran's face.

"Master Chu, please don't make mistakes!"

The cold and invisible sword energy shot out from Murong Bai's fingertips, and passed by Chu Haoran's ear in the blink of an eye.

Immediately, a strand of broken hair was seen gently falling from Chu Haoran's ear and fell to the ground.

"you!"

Chu Haoran's eyes widened, he was startled and angry, and he was about to yell at Murong Bai.

But this old man still has some brains after all, knowing that Murong Bai's sword could cut off his hair quickly, so he can easily take his life.

Wouldn't it be extremely wronged if I continued to say more and forced the leader of the Demon Cult to kill in anger?

Chu Haoran put aside his thoughts of persecution for the time being, and when his mind was turning, he was thinking about this matter, and waited until privately to collude with him based on his reputation in the Jianghu to cause some trouble for Mingjiao.

But he didn't think that he had the intention of retreating here, but Murong Bai didn't want to let him go so easily.

After several years of planning, secret spies outside the building have already spread all over the country, coupled with Mingjiao's eyeliner, in this Jianghu, there are really not many things that can be hidden from Murong Bai.

Although it is impossible for Murong Bai to have read all the information as a leader, but for a senior like Chu Haoran who is well-known in Jiangnan martial arts, Murong Bai happened to have read the dossiers related to him.

At this time, Murong Bai already remembered what he had read.

After sorting things out a bit, he said coldly, "Although my leader can't remember what happened 30 years ago, I can remember what happened three years ago clearly."

"I remember that Master Truman has not been married for several years. It was not until the Mid-Autumn Festival three years ago that he accepted a concubine of unknown origin. Last year, he finally got a son, fulfilling his wish for many years."

Seeing Chu Haoran's paler and paler complexion, seeing the bean-like beads of sweat on Chu Haoran's forehead, Murong Bai suddenly turned his gaze, and shouted at the crowd beside him, asking , "Heroes, do you know what the identity of that concubine of Master Chu Clan is?"

People in the rivers and lakes have always been good-looking and lively.

Chu Haoran has a high reputation in the Jiangnan martial arts. During this trip, many friends hid in the crowd as mouthpieces, waving the flag and shouting, but the heroes of the northern martial arts don't think much of him.