Chu Lingxu nodded solemnly.
He is not familiar with Sheng Jing'an, but Fang Yuanshan is an old friend of his Kunwu School who has been friendly with him since he was a small Taoist temple, and more than seven or eight of his children and nephews are all studying at Kunwu Academy. It can be said that he belongs to the Kunwu School The most staunch allies and supporters.
At this time, he died in a foreign land, which is really sad.
Chu Lingxu was a little sad, but he still said calmly: "Miss Tang, since the impoverished Taoist priest is here, can the disciples be released first?"
"Don't let it go!" Before Tang Rou could answer, a young swordsman holding a blue light sword suddenly appeared next to him, pointed at Chu Lingxu with the sword, and shouted arrogantly: "Your sect's disciples hurt me from Fengzhu Mountain! , If you say let him go, let him go, how can it be so easy?"
As he yelled, more than 20 disciples of Fengzhushan rushed over, all in white shirts and yellow coats, wearing Fangshan crowns, with long swords out of their sheaths in their hands, pointed at Chu Lingxu who was surrounded in the center , Meng Yuanyun, Nie Xingxie and Guibiesheng.
Guibiesheng cursed and said: "I rely on your mother, who do you talk to, you little bastard? Your adults taught you this? Why are a bunch of trash hanging around in front of my eyes?"
The disciple laughed, "Your Kunwu Sect is so vicious that even your own allies can do this. What rules are you telling us? It's ridiculous?"
As soon as these words were uttered, let alone Gui Biesheng, even Chu Lingxu's expression changed.
Killing your own allies? What's the meaning
Looking at the dead bodies around here again, does the other party suspect that this place is the murderous hand of Kunwu
This is ridiculous!
Gui Biesheng was really angry this time, and he was about to make a move when he stepped forward. Meng Yuanyun held him down, pointed at the early Fengzhushan disciple with his finger, and said with restraint: "Go away, you little bastard!" , Is your lord a coward? If you have anything to say, let him come out, why do you guys come out who can't even hold a sword steadily?"
The other party's elders are really too much, let some juniors who don't understand the accident come forward and add insults, is it possible to let a sect leader like Chu Lingxu bicker with them? Too disrespectful.
Take a lesson, and get another reputation for bullying the small.
It can be said that these people did this on purpose.
All the disciples of Fengzhu Mountain laughed, and the one who spoke just now said wildly: "You Kunwu faction can't do anything, so what's the point of bullying the small? But we people in Fengzhu Mountain are not afraid, brothers, beheaded!" Demons and demons, let's go!"
With a loud shout, more than 20 disciples of Fengzhushan swept their swords at the same time, and they rushed forward in unison.
Chu Lingxu's face darkened, he didn't expect the people in Fengzhushan to go too far, did he really think that he didn't dare to kill people
Clenched his right hand with a single fist, and then pressed it to the ground!
hum—
A wisp of blue wind and smoke blew across the audience in an instant, almost twenty disciples of Fengzhu Mountain were all frozen in ice at this moment, and they stayed firmly in place.
Tang Rou, who was standing in the line, felt a gust of cool wind blowing, and the whole world was almost covered with a layer of ice. Her eyes flashed with horror, and she stared blankly at Chu Lingxu, speechless.
"Fengzhushan's friend, Mr. Tang Er, after watching the fun, why don't you come out?" Chu Lingxu's tone was rarely filled with anger.
"Chu Lingxu, do you dare to attack my disciple of Fengzhu Mountain?" Hey, with a shadow of the wind, Han Zhenzi suddenly stood on the bright hall, his eyes almost burst into flames, and glared at Chu Lingxu angrily.
There was a burst of applause, and Mr. Tang Er walked in while applauding, "I have heard for a long time that the five great swords of Kunwu Mountain are wonderful, but I saw them recently, and they are really extraordinary... This, I am afraid, is the rumored [Taiyi Hanbing] Sword]Is it right? The head of Chu used his palm to dissipate the ice and sword energy, and his skills are profound... "
Chu Lingxu smiled lightly, glanced at Han Zhenzi, then turned to Mr. Tang Er, and said in a deep voice: "I lost so many good friends in Kunwu Mountain in one day, even if Brother Han finds fault, I have to pick someone else." The time is right. Is it necessary to provoke me at this time? Where are my disciples? Let them go before we talk... "
"He hurt my disciple..." Han Zhenzi said angrily.
Chu Lingxu interrupted him directly, saying: "Right and wrong, wait until you see my disciples!"
Han Zhenzi's face froze, and he said coldly: "Okay, I want to see how you, Chu Lingxu, give me this explanation..."
With a wave of their hands, several Tangmen disciples came up with Huyan Yunzhu covering his chest and bleeding from the corner of his mouth.
When everyone saw that Huyan Yunzhu had suffered internal injuries, they immediately looked at Han Zhenzi angrily.
"What's going on here?" Chu Lingxu's tone turned cold.
Han Zhenzi snorted coldly, and said: "Your disciple started the attack first, and then insulted me later. If you don't teach me a lesson, wouldn't there be no one in Shushan?"
Huyan Yunzhu took a strong breath, and said angrily: "Fart, it's obvious that your disciple insulted my master, insulted my Kunwu sect with nonsense, and framed the Kunwu sect as the murderer... The disciple was so angry that he challenged him openly. The martial arts of my disciples are too bad... Humph, but their master's martial arts are not bad!"
Having said that, Huyan Yunzhu looked at Han Zhenzi sarcastically.
The eyes of everyone were disdainful. It turned out that the apprentice lost the fight, and the master used the big to bully the small.
Meng Yuanyun couldn't help but sneered and said: "I see, it seems that the rules of your Fengzhu Mountain are really strange. When the seniors of your own sect bully the disciples of other sects, it is not regarded as bullying the younger ones. If the elders of other sects teach your disciples Do you bully the small with the big?"
Han Zhenzi coldly snorted proudly, raised his chin, and looked at Meng Yuanyun with his nostrils, without any shame on his face, as if he was saying, you are right, I can bully your apprentice, but you can't bully my apprentice!
Chu Lingxu frowned, and asked, "My Kunwu faction is the murderer? What does that mean?"
Han Zhenzi sneered, and said: "I know what you Kunwu sent me to do..."
"Stop talking nonsense, speak clearly!" Nie Xingxie shouted decisively.
No one had ever dared to talk to him like that before. Han Zhenzi's eyes flashed fiercely, and he looked at Nie Xingxie and nodded, which meant that I remembered you.
Nie Xingxie looked at the other party without showing any weakness, and said again: "Master Han is not a rural shrew, and he has to give evidence when he speaks. What kind of skill is it to gossip?"
"Evidence? The evidence is there!" Han Zhenzi pointed at the long sword that was inserted into Sheng Jing'an's throat.
"That is the standard weapon of your Kunwu Sect disciples, am I right?"
Meng Yuanyun and the others snorted coldly, their attitudes were extremely disdainful. Chu Lingxu's face gradually turned cold.
Meng Yuanyun couldn't help but said: "Is this the first time for Master Han to walk in the rivers and lakes? If the Kunwu faction is a murderer, will they use their own standard weapons? And the masters who can kill Mr. Sheng will use them. Only beginners use them." Is it an ordinary weapon? Are you stupid?"
Han Zhenzi remained arrogant, "This is exactly your trick! But you didn't expect that there is still one person alive at the scene... Come!"
After a clatter, a few disciples of Fengzhushan came up from behind, and helped a servant whose legs and feet were trembling with fear, to go forward.
"What do you see? Tell me...with us here, don't be afraid that others will harm you." Han Zhenzi roared directly.
The servant said fearfully: "The little one was hiding in the rice jar in the kitchen and escaped a catastrophe. The little one heard..."
"Hear?" Meng Yuanyun asked.
"No, no, the little one saw it too. The murderers were a group of Taoist priests who said they came from Kunwu Mountain, and said that if you kill the master, you can keep some secret forever..."
Meng Yuanyun asked, "Are you hiding in the rice vat?"
The man nodded.
"In the kitchen?"
The man nodded again.
"Can you hear the conversation in the bright hall in the kitchen? What a good ear!"
The man was startled, and hurriedly said: "No, no... It's what I heard when they walked near the kitchen, and that's probably what they meant."
"Damn it!" Meng Yuanyun scratched his head and said, "These killers are really considerate. They don't run away after killing someone, but go all the way to the kitchen to chat, and the content is just right for you to hear? The masters of the Void Return Realm, can you let me know?" You don't understand martial arts, how close is this distance? But they just can't find you? Are you fucking good at hiding?"
"I, I..." The man was speechless.
Everyone around, many of them bowed their heads in shame, knowing that this evidence is really unreliable, and everyone can tell that there is a problem here.
But Han Zhenzi didn't think so. Maybe there was indeed a problem, but now was not the time to pursue the truth, but the problem of Han Zhenzi's face. So he shouted, "That's enough, don't make excuses, in short, you Kunwu faction can't get rid of the suspicion of everything here, hand over your weapons, let us Shuzhou martial arts heroes judge, and we will give you justice!"
"My father, your mother is right!" Gui Biesheng cursed.
Han Zhenzi's complexion changed drastically, and the murderous look in his eyes suddenly blazed, "You want to die, you bastard!"
With a clang, Han Zhenzi drew his long sword out of its sheath, and the gust of sword energy rushed straight towards Guibie Sheng, and at the same time, the stern energy released made Huyan Yunzhu, who had suffered internal injuries, even more injured, and immediately spewed out another mouthful blood.
"Asshole!"
With a cold snort, the white cloud-like light suddenly spread, meeting the long sword in the palm of Han Zhenzi who was like a storm...
Han Zhenzi smiled grimly, "It's just in time..." With a turn of the sword, the Gang Qi was multiplied several times, and he faced Chu Lingxu fiercely.
Mr. Tang Er, who had been smiling all the time, shrank his eyes suddenly, and shouted: "Brother Chu has something to say."
Although he was polite in his mouth, he was merciless in his strikes, and it was clearly Han Zhenzi who made the move first, but his words seemed to belong to Chu Lingxu, no...
Chu Lingxu became even more angry.
The sound of tinkling and clanging could be heard endlessly, and the bright hall was flying with vigor, but it was controlled within a very narrow range. Tang Rou, Meng Yuanjun and others who were only a short distance away could not feel the wind at all.
The power of a peerless master can shake the world with every gesture, but it can also stir up wind and clouds between sizes.
When the three masters fought, the rest of the people had only time to exclaim. Tang Rou turned pale with shock, and immediately drew her sword out of its sheath, but she didn't know what to do. The sword was already in Meng Yuanyun's hands.
"You..." Tang Rou was furious.
Meng Yuanjun waved his hand with a grin, and Nie Xingxie beside him said coldly: "You should be glad that it was Meng Laoliu who made the move. If I did, your blood would have been spattered five feet..."
Of course Tang Rou didn't believe it, when she just wanted to explode—
Amidst the two crisp slaps, Chu Lingxu stopped his hands...
Clang!
Chu Lingxu returned the sword into its sheath, with fluttering white hair and indifferent brows, looking at the opposite side calmly.
And Han Zhenzi staggered back, and when he stood still, his body was cut several times by the sword, his white chest was exposed in his tattered clothes, and the two clear palm prints on his cheeks were very clear;
Mr. Tang Er stepped back half a step, his hands and sleeves were broken, revealing his strong forearm. Other than that, there was no scar, but his old face was dignified like never before.
"Chu Lingxu, how dare you..."
"I have nothing to dare." Chu Lingxu no longer cared about any affection in the world, he was really angry, and he would not give anyone face, "My people, I will take them away now; my Kunwu sect's enemy, I, the Kunwu faction, reported it myself. Put away your hypocritical justice, let alone come here on behalf of some bullshit martial arts to talk nonsense and frame you. These two mouths are for my disciples to give you a lesson. If someone gives you face, don’t Face, tonight in Qingyang Pavilion, Chu Lingxu is waiting to teach you!"
In one sentence, not only Han Zhenzi was dying of shame and anger, but also the face of Mr. Tang Er next to him turned green and pale.
"let's go-"
Chu Lingxu turned around and left, Gui Biesheng supported Huyan Yunzhu, and everyone followed behind.
After many years of cultivating the Tao, Chu Lingxu had restrained his anger, but today, he was completely enraged and completely exploded!