The Great Demon Lord of Martial Arts

Wu Zhen's expression changed, and the people behind him rushed towards them.

Intuition, pure intuition.

When Wu Zhen turned his head, his dull expression changed slightly, and a lonely figure holding a dark knife came slowly, exuding a bone-chilling coldness.

"He is a troublesome person, and he is also a member of the devil's path. It is a well-known fact that the devil's sect is in decline, and there is no chance of success. When will such a strong person emerge from the younger generation?"

Wu Zhen's expression was uncertain, his eyes wandering over Ji Chuan and Mu Jue. At this time, he was being attacked from both sides.

Originally, Wu Zhen was able to face Ji Chuan alone with ease, and he was sure to win. However, facing the two of them, he had no chance of winning.

While Wuzhen was deep in thought, Mu Jue suddenly pulled out the dark sword.

The knife is half unsheathed.

A strong smell of blood emanated, causing the two Buddhist disciples to frown.

"Such rich blood, such murderous intent." Wu Zhen frowned slightly, not as indifferent as before, he was really shocked by the blood.

"Hmph, it turns out that the evil deeds are so deep that everyone in the devil's path will be able to kill them. This is indeed true."

Wu Shan's face was solemn. As a member of the Buddhist sect, he was naturally repelled by such vicious members of the demon sect.

At first glance, Mu Jue is not a good person, and Wu Shan is not sure, otherwise he might have killed the demon long ago.

"Amitabha, what do you mean by the donor?" Wu Zhen said the Buddha's name and stared at Mu Juedao with a flat gaze.

First, he had to know why Mu Jue was hostile to him. Although Shaolin was not afraid of anyone, he could not make enemies for no reason.

Mu Jue responded with indifference and said nothing. He just stared at Wu Zhen coldly, his whole body glowing with a strange purple color.

Mu Jue said hoarsely: "I'm waiting!"

"What are you waiting for?" Wu Zhen was confused.

Mu Jue said coldly: "When you finish talking nonsense, I will kill you!"

Wu Zhen suddenly narrowed his eyes. This was the first time since he left the temple that he had heard someone speaking out about killing Shaolin disciples.

For some reason, he could feel that this person was not just saying it casually, but that he really had this idea from his heart.

Ji Chuan said: "Master, do you still think you can take us back to Shaolin to suppress us?"

Wu Zhen said calmly: "The donor was joking, and the poor monk and junior fellow apprentice spoke freely and made angry remarks. Naturally, they would not take the donor back to Shaolin.

And this time we are here to arrest Donor Ye, and we have nothing to do with Donor.

We also ask the donor to open the door of convenience and hand over the donor Ye to us. I, Shaolin, am grateful. "

Ji Chuan said expressionlessly: "Should I say no?"

When Wu Zhen heard this, there was no anger on his face, as if what Ji Chuan said didn't matter to him or was even worth mentioning.

"If this is really the case with the donor, then there is nothing the poor monk can do. But I hope the donor understands that it would be unwise to have a grudge against Shaolin for this."

Wu Zhen looked calm and did not conflict with Ji Chuan. Instead, he analyzed the stakes to Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the master is threatening me, but I am afraid that the master will be disappointed. This threat has no effect on me."

Wu Zhen's heart sank. The man in front of him was inexperienced and had no respect for the martial arts world of Taishan, Beidou, and Shaolin.

However, Ye Qingming must take him back to Shaolin.

He and his junior brother alone may not necessarily be their match. If it were one person, it would be easier to say, but I didn't expect that there would be another troublesome one in the middle.

For a moment, the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Wu Zhen was deep in thought, and there was nothing he could do for a while, while Wu Shan looked anxious and had a hot temper, and there was nothing he could do except shouting and killing.

In the final analysis, it still depends on the senior brother to take action, so the most comfortable person on the court is Wu Shan.

As time went by, the crowd of spectators grew larger and larger, even blocking the entire street.

Ji Chuan frowned slightly. The more people gathered, the worse it would be for him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way..."

Just as Ji Chuan was about to leave, there were waves of pushing and shoving from behind the crowd, causing a fierce commotion.

soon!

The sound of pushing gradually disappeared, and the crowd naturally dispersed into a passage, and a wealthy middle-aged man walked in with a majestic face.

"What's going on? Fighting with weapons is not allowed in the city, so why would anyone ignore the imperial decree?"

The visitor was none other than Fang Taihe. Ji Chuan did not come forward to greet him, but quietly followed the development of the situation.

He believed that Fang Taihe would not embarrass him over this. After all, he was now considered half a royal guard.

In the future, there will always be a place to help and support each other, and it is never easy to turn your back on someone and deny them recognition on the spot.

Therefore, Ji Chuan is really not afraid of the Six Doors coming here.

The six gates supervise the rivers and lakes, serving as the court's eyes in the rivers and lakes, and maintaining order in the cities everywhere.

Once there is a fight or something like that in the city, the Six Gates will come and intervene. Of course, it depends on the situation. Just like now, the Six Gates will never embarrass Shaolin.

As a major martial arts sect, Shaolin is different from other martial arts sects or loose cultivators in martial arts, and the court usually treats them somewhat lightly.

"Amitabha, the poor monk has realized the truth and has met the great master." Wu Zhen bowed slightly and said a Buddhist saying.

Fang Taihe already knew the situation here, but he still pretended to be surprised and said: "It turns out to be a Shaolin monk. I'm glad to meet you. UUReading www.uukaｋnshu.netｔ

I don’t know what Master has to do here. Fighting with weapons is not allowed in the city. It is a matter of imperial decree. I hope you can forgive me. "

Fang Taihe avoided talking about Ji Chuan, but instead directed the matter to Wu Zhen, so that he could be in a dilemma and let it go.

"You..." Wu Shan stared, ready to step forward to argue, but was stopped by his senior brother Wu Zhen.

Wu Zhen said: "What your lord said is absolutely true. I, the two brothers, failed to consider it. Let's just let this matter go. I wonder what your lord thinks?"

"Haha, as expected of a Shaolin disciple, why should Fang be in trouble again?" Fang Taihe said with a smile on his face as his mood turned from cloudy to sunny.

"Thank you, Master Fang, poor monk." Wu Zhen lowered his eyes, sighed secretly in his heart, and said calmly.

Then, he lowered his eyes and looked at Ji Chuan, and said calmly: "The poor monk has written down what the donor did today, so please take it seriously."

This is a warning, a solemn warning.

Ji Chuan has offended Shaolin this time and believes that Wu Zhen will not let it go. Shaolin is used to being domineering, and very few people will not give Shaolin face.

Today, Ji Chuan took the lead in provocation. No matter how calm Wu Zhen was, he probably wouldn't be able to swallow this breath.

Fang Taihe suddenly came, and for some reason he sided with Ji Chuan, but also came to Wu Zhen's rescue.

It was not appropriate to have a conflict with the court at this time, so Wu Zhen could only let it go.

Moreover, even if the two sides conflict, they will not get any benefits.

After saying that, Wu Zhen turned around and walked out of the city. Wu Shan glared at several people fiercely and followed behind his senior brother unwillingly.

On the way, Wushan said with a look of reluctance: "Senior brother, am I, Shaolin, still afraid of a small head catcher? And that person actually doesn't take my Shaolin seriously at all. It's really unreasonable, hum!"

Wushan adheres to Shaolin's style of doing things, being domineering and domineering, and only Shaolin dominates.