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Wudang, since Zhang Sanfeng, has become a master of swordsmanship.Taiji swordsmanship is enough to make every generation of disciples look down on the world.

However, the head of the sect, Qingxu, used it himself, and the effect was different.

Everyone felt their eyes light up, and thousands of radiance flowed out from his radiance sword, piercing people's eyes.

At this time, Qingxu still made a move.

Raising your hand is the ultimate Tai Chi Sword - Tai Chi Sword Dance!

Zong Qitao couldn't see the sword's movement clearly at all, and only relied on the murderous aura rushing towards his face, he quickly fought back.He was also unambiguous, directly coming up was a record of Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

The Taiji sword faced the eighteen palms of the ascending and descending dragon, and the entire secret room was blasted with dust.

It is said that both Tai Chi Sword and Eighteen Palms of Subduing Dragon are top-notch martial arts. It is hard to say which martial arts is superior, but Zong Qitao is the leader of the Beggar Clan, and usually spends more time on helping affairs than practicing martial arts. Leading the name of the sect leader, but with a humble temperament, he has already handed over the real power, and only devotes himself to martial arts.Therefore, after dozens of moves, Zong Qitao gradually lost the wind.

The head of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion gave a loud shout, waved his Zen stick, and joined the battle circle.

It stands to reason that what he yelled just now was the Shaolin demon-conquering lion's roar skill, which is extremely effective in deterring evil spirits and heretics, but Qingxu followed the Wudang authentic path of cultivation, and he had a great righteousness in his heart. How could he be defeated by his demon-conquering lion? Roaring power interfered.

Therefore, in a two-on-one match, they couldn't gain the upper hand at all.

"Amitabha--"

Abbot Zhikong chanted the Buddha's name, and the Zen stick in his hand finally moved.

"Do you dare to shoot at me?"

Qingxu's eyes were about to burst in the battle circle.

Abbot Zhikong just said solemnly: "I don't go to hell, whoever goes to hell."

Although the hand holding the Zen staff trembled a little, it still hit the Tianling Gai of Taoist Master Qingxu accurately.

At this moment, he closed his eyes.I met the Qingxu young man, and I have known each other for a lifetime. One became a Buddha, and the other surrounded him. I didn't expect it to end like this in the end.

Let it go, as long as the supreme glory of the Buddha can be restored, all the sacrifices are worth it.

Of course, there was no expected tactile sensation of the Zen stick being hit, on the contrary, it seemed... the Zen stick was stuck by something?

Abbot Zhikong looked up, but saw a person standing confidently holding his Zen staff firmly.

This person is none other than the chief steward of Fengyun Pavilion——Guan Hongling!

No one knew how Guan Hongling broke free from the shackles, nor how she joined the battle circle.But, she came in just like that, and, at the critical moment, she reached out her hand to stop Abbot Zhikong's offensive.

"You..." Abbot Zhikong was shocked.Didn't someone already give her Sangong Powder?Why is she still capable now?

But Guan Hongling just smiled slightly, taking advantage of his distraction, true energy burst out from within his body, along the Zen staff, from Zhikong's wrist directly to the opponent's heart!

With a "poof", Abbot Zhikong was so shaken that a mouthful of blood spewed out.

"You..." Abbot Zhikong looked at Guan Hongling in disbelief, "Unexpectedly, the chief steward of Fengyun Pavilion would sneak attack!"

"I also didn't expect that the abbot of Shaolin Temple would actually prescribe medicine!" Guan Hongling didn't blush at the other party's accusation, but retorted and got back on the spot.

Just kidding, if you follow the Pavilion Master, if you don't have this bit of face, you would have killed yourself eight hundred times.

"Okay, okay, okay..." Abbot Zhikong knew that his side had been defeated at this moment, but he didn't seem to care, instead he smiled boldly, "Although the old monk died here today, there is no Fengyun Pavilion in the world. From now on, the stars of this world will never be blocked by Fengyun Pavilion alone! Good, very good."

"What did you say?"

The butler frowned.Is their Fengyun Pavilion so unlikable?

"Hehe, don't you know?" The head of the Sutra Pavilion also stopped, with a sneer on his face, "You think your Fengyun Pavilion..."

"Shut up!" Abbot Zhikong stopped his younger brother and turned to the chief steward, "At this time, I, Zhikong, was the only one who joined forces with the Demon Cult. If the chief steward wants to seek revenge, please come to me."

On his face, death was already at home.

But the big housekeeper smiled arrogantly: "You think you can take over everything by yourself? Let me tell you, if you dare to touch my Fengyun Pavilion, I want you to be buried with Shaolin Temple!"

"What did you say?" Zhikong was shocked.

You must know that although the main altar of Fengyun Pavilion has been occupied by the Demon Cult, the centipedes are dead but not stiff. Just the divisions of Fengyun Pavilion and re-entanglement are a powerful force.If Guan Hongling really organizes all the remaining forces of Fengyun Pavilion, with Fengyun Pavilion's more than a hundred years of prestige, it may not be difficult to destroy Shaolin Temple.

"Oh, why, are you scared?" The butler sneered, "If you dare to do it, you dare to do it. You dare to collude with the demon sect, and you dare to drug me. If my guess is right, the poison that the head of the martial arts assembly was in Shaolin, Is it also from Shaolin? Hehe, we should have thought that the thousand-year-old temple is famous in the prosperous world. No matter how insane the demon sect is, it has no ability to poison Shaolin Temple! So, the poison is basically your Shaolin. The purpose is to control all The head of the faction is used by the Demon Cult, right?"

Zhikong's face was ashen, and he didn't refute.

But the head of the Sutra Pavilion was not convinced and said: "Hmph, do you think that I, Shaolin, are the only ones who want to destroy your Fengyun Pavilion? Let me tell you, there are many sects in this world who want to destroy your Fengyun Pavilion! If you have the ability, you can find them one by one." !"

"Junior brother!" Zhi Kong wanted to stop, but there was no time.

Those words, the butler has heard clearly.

She narrowed her eyes: "Oh? I don't know what sects I have provoked in Fengyun Pavilion?"

"Even if you didn't provoke me, are we going to obey you?" Now that he has said it, the head of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion simply said it all at once, "Shaolin, Wudang, Emei, Qingcheng, Kongtong, Huashan...where are you?" A sect that has not been passed down from generation to generation has long been recognized as a rival to others. But since you have Fengyun Pavilion, in the whole world, your Fengyun Pavilion is the only one! Do you know how our sects feel? You Fengyun Pavilion not only won all the martial arts lords consecutively, but also recruited heroes from all over the world into the pavilion, and even wherever the disciples in your pavilion go, all other sects in the world must give way. The martial arts classics are included in your Fengyun Pavilion!"

Seeing that the other party was filled with righteous indignation and said that you are too many, the chief steward smiled instead of anger: "So, you all unite to rebel against Fengyun Pavilion?"

People don't speak.

Even Qingxu, who was not involved in this matter, was speechless.

No one can deny that in Jianghu, Fengyun Pavilion is like a Mount Tai, weighing on the hearts of all Jianghu people.That is the absolute supremacy, the absolute authority.However, the children of the rivers and lakes are not the kind of people who will obey the Supreme and obey the authority.

However, there was no trace of guilt on the butler's face.Yes, but endless contempt: "You only know that Fengyun Pavilion has today's glory, but you don't know how much strength is behind it. Let me ask you, are you giving us these honors in the world for nothing? Or I, Fengyun Pavilion Did you kill with real swords and guns? Did we steal the martial arts secrets of your sects from you? Or was it my cabinet masters who were unparalleled in martial arts and intelligent, and visited the major martial arts sects just by chance , so you wrote it yourself? Oh, you are not strong enough, but you can’t see our privileges, it’s too contemptuous!"

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and then they were ashamed when she said it.

Perhaps, what she said was true, this arena was originally a arena where the weak preyed on the strong.Fengyun Pavilion has never been wrong.

"I know that you have allies. I also guessed that you have a signed blood book for the alliance, right?" The head steward smiled lightly, "In order to overthrow me, Fengyun Pavilion, you really took great pains. In fact, the main altar of Fengyun Pavilion was occupied. At that moment, I thought that it was definitely not only the power of the Demon Cult who was able to directly attack my general altar with such strength! At that time, the people who fought against the elites of my pavilion must have a share of credit from your sects, right?"

The hands of the head of the Discipline Academy couldn't help shrinking into their sleeves.

That's right, in his sleeve, the joint blood book that signed blood as an alliance is in his sleeve.Originally, it was intended to be presented to the leader of the Demon Cult as a reward for meritorious deeds.

At this moment, the butler looked relaxed: "Originally, I came to Shaolin this time to test two things. One of them was the betrayal of my fellow martial arts. I guessed it unfortunately. Heh, I originally planned to test those sects. Find out one by one, and destroy the sects one by one, so as to solve the hatred of breaking the pavilion. However, another thing I tried was also confirmed. I am in a good mood, so I will not destroy the sects one by one, and only take the masters of those sects. Just open the door."

While chatting and joking, it was already time to take the heads of the heads involved in this matter.

All the people present couldn't help being suffocated.

For a moment, they had an illusion: Fengyun Pavilion, it was not destroyed at all, right?

"I don't know another thing that the housekeeper guessed..." Abbot Zhikong asked in a harsh voice.

The chief steward was obviously in a good mood, and he didn't hide it, but laughed loudly: "Another thing is my pavilion's luck—our pavilion master is still alive! With the pavilion master, Fengyun Pavilion will definitely make a comeback."

"What did you say?"

One person walked out slowly.

Immediately, there was an oppressive chill in the secret room for no reason.

"Oriental Jade!"

"Little Lord!"

Two types of people, two different titles.

"When did you come?" The butler frowned.

This person's kung fu is really shocking, he has been eavesdropping all the time, without even realizing it.

"I just ask you, what did you just say?" Dongfang Yu asked without answering, and there was a tremor in her voice that outsiders could not feel.

The butler was silent for a moment, but he didn't hide anything, and smiled casually: "I said, our Pavilion Master is still alive. Congratulations, Uncle Master."

Dongfang Yu completely ignored the second half of the other party's irony at this moment, but continued to ask: "How do you know?"

"Oh. Thanks to the master abbot, I was given Sangong powder. In a daze, someone saved me with his own blood. I think, only our pavilion master in the world has such blood." The butler smiled, happy from the bottom of his heart.

"Let her out."

"I can't be the master of this."

"Really?" Dongfang Yu snorted coldly, pointed her finger, and as the figure flew by, she had already touched the head steward's neck, "Then I will use your life to force her out."

Potholes!

The butler stared blankly, speechless.

For a while, everything was silent.

"Murong Chun, I'll count to three, if you don't come out, I'll kill her, one, two, three..."

"Well, I thought that with our friendship, you would have more 'one and a half', 'two and a half' or something."

A female voice appeared in due course.With a unique laziness.