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Chapter 1139 Secret Collusion

Martial arts are not entirely used to kill people, especially the internal skills and mental skills. Most of Shaolin Temple are old men. If these things are practiced to kill people, wouldn’t these eminent monks in Shaolin Temple die long ago.

It is not unreasonable for people in the Jianghu to say that boxing is afraid of the young. When people reach a certain age, they will refrain from anger and anger, and they will no longer easily fight with others. Therefore, the so-called boxing is afraid of the young.

People who have reached a certain age can endure as much as they can, and try not to take action if they can. After all the vicissitudes of the years have passed, there are still so many things in their hearts.

Master Kongzhi looked at Ying Wugou, who was nodding slightly, and he knew that Ying Wugou, a grandmaster in front of him, was in a completely different state from the Beggar Gang after he came and before he came.

Even though Zhangbolongtou is much older than Ying Wugou, but Zhangbolongtou can't control the situation among the leaders of various factions, and Ying Wugou just standing there gives people the feeling of a mountain. What the beggar gang said was also resounding.

At this time, it was clear in the arena that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang estimated that they had slapped each other with their palms together, fighting together on the court, Zhou Zhiruo's forehead showed beads of sweat rolling down drop by drop, while Zhang Wuji on the opposite side had a red complexion. Seeing Zhou Zhiruo's face turning blue and yellow, Zhang Wuji stopped his effort a little, and the two of them shook apart with a bang, and everyone felt a wave of wind and waves blowing away the smoke and dust in the arena.

But at this moment, Zhou Zhiruo spun around and slapped Zhang Wuji's body suddenly. Zhang Wuji didn't realize it, and she slapped her on the left chest. The whole person flipped three times in the air and fell heavily. On the ground, a copper incense burner was smashed to pieces, and a mouthful of blood was vomited out of the mouth.

Zhou Zhiruo rushed towards Zhang Wuji's throat with a backhanded claw, while Zhu'er was shocked at the side, and her hand had already rotted towards the Xingtie Ling on her waist.

Zeng Yunfeng stretched out his hand to stop Zhu'er's movement, "The Beggar Clan can't interfere with the affairs between the Emei Sect and the Mingjiao, even if one of them really died, they can't interfere."

"The rules set are the rules. Since the Lion Slaughter Conference said that life and death do not matter, it means that life and death do not matter!"

As for the persuasion of people outside the field, whether people in the field listen to it or not is a different matter.

But just as the sharp claws reached Zhang Wuji's throat, Zhou Zhiruo panted slightly, her eyes fixed on Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji lay on his back and looked up at Zhou Zhiruo. He suddenly felt that the sunlight was so dazzling.

Zhou Zhiruo withdrew her left hand abruptly, and said slowly, "Master Zhang!"

Zhang Wuji stood up clutching his chest and said, "Thanks to Master Zhou for saving my life, thank you, I lost."

However, his words showed how much unwillingness he had in his heart.

Zhou Zhiruo was slightly taken aback when she heard Zhang Wuji's words.Since she and Zhang Wuji met, it was the first time she heard Zhang Wuji say that she lost. Even though Ying Wugou was beaten by Ying Wugou's [-] Dragon Subduing Palms at Dadu Dafo Temple and was seriously injured, Zhang Wuji never persuaded him to lose.

Thinking of this, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to let out a mouthful of resentment in her heart.

Du Juntai answered at this time, "Master, look."

Zeng Yunfeng looked in the direction of his finger, and saw that the surrounding buildings of Shaolin Temple were in a mess, and many of the original rather elegant pavilions had collapsed.

This destructive power is no worse than those giant pythons. A real martial arts master is really like a ferocious beast. Just dozens or even hundreds of people can't stop them at all.

Ordinary people basically have no combined power in front of them, which is why the imperial court must exterminate the martial arts people. After all, no emperor wants to have a knife hanging over his head all the time.

"Brother Wuji, are you okay!" Zhao Min stepped forward and said with concern.

"I'm fine!" Zhang Wuji said weakly.

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head and said, "Is there any other hero who wants to teach you?"

Master Kongzhi stood in front of him and said, "Mrs. Song, the leader of Emei, has the best skills. Is there any hero who refuses to accept?"

"I'm not convinced by Zhou Dian!" Zhou Dian stood up with his head held high and arms folded in front of his chest.

"If Master Zhou refuses to accept it, let's come to the competition." Kong Zhi stretched out his hand and pointed at the field.

"Hmph, I know I can't beat her, but I just refuse to accept, can't I?" Zhou Dian turned his head back after finishing speaking.

Zeng Yunfeng couldn't help laughing, he found it very interesting that he was not stingy with Zhou Dian.

Master Kongzhi looked at this guy and said a few words, then ran back, sighed, shook his head and said: "If no one comes up to continue the competition, I, Shaolin, as the host, will take Mrs. Song to the mountain behind our temple tomorrow in accordance with the martial arts rules." I will meet the three monks of our monastery."

"At the same time, she will take over the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

Zhou Zhiruo took a step forward, walked to the wrinkled wall of Shaolin Temple, pulled out the dragon-slaying sword, walked slowly to Zeng Yunfeng and said, "Master Ying!"

Zeng Yunfeng smiled, and stretched out his hand, Fang Dongbai, the eight-armed sword, took out the Yitian sword behind him and put it in Zeng Yunfeng's hand.

Zeng Yunfeng raised the Yitian Sword in front of Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhou Zhiruo raised the Dragon Slaying Saber in front of Zeng Yunfeng.

"Master Zhou asked me to watch a good show."

Zhou Zhiruo didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of her mouth, and said, "Guild Leader Ying is being polite. The leader of Guild Ying said earlier that if you want the Dragon Slaying Saber, you can exchange it for something. I wonder if it is possible to exchange this Dragon Slaying Saber for the Yitian Sword."

"Of course it is only natural to exchange the dragon-slaying knife for the Yitian sword. The Yitian sword has returned to the hands of the Emei sect. Congratulations!"

Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Leader Ying is the generous gift of the Dragon Slaying Saber, otherwise Zhou Zhiruo will never be able to get back the Yitian Sword in this lifetime!"

"I don't know if I can have the honor to let fellow martial artists see some of the miraculous skills of Chief Ying!"

Ying Wugou smiled and waved his hands, "That's all, that's all, I'm old now!"

People in the martial arts circle all rolled their eyes. Is he old?Ying Wugou is now in his thirties, in his prime.

People in Jianghu can say they are old, but only Ying Wugou can't say that. Compared with him, Ying Wugou is too young.

Zeng Yunfeng took the Dragon Slaying Saber and handed it to Fang Dongbai.On the other hand, Zhou Zhiruo took the Yitian sword wrapped in black cloth, her hands trembling slightly, and she finally took back the Yitian sword in a dignified manner in front of her fellow martial arts practitioners.

As for how the Yitian Sword was lost, all the reasons and root causes were wiped out in front of Zeng Yunfeng, probably no one in the Jianghu would dare to ask Ying Wugou how he got the Yitian Sword?
Unless he is daring and not afraid of death.

Zhou Zhiruo raised the Yitian sword in his hand, and there was a sudden shock, the black cloth strips were torn and splashed out, and the scabbard of the Yitian sword seemed to shine brightly under the sunlight.

Zhou Zhiruo pulled out the Yitian sword abruptly, and everyone heard only a howl of the sword, like a phoenix singing ninety-nine.

"What a Yitian sword!" He Taichong praised.

Zhou Zhiruo raised his eyebrows, and swiped the Yitian sword in his right hand, only to see the branches of a thousand-year-old tree in Shaolin Temple fall to the ground, and the leaves were flying.

Zhou Zhiruo excitedly touched the Yitian Sword in her hand and exclaimed, "It's really ingenious!"

Of course, what he and she said was not to praise the original caster of the Yitian Sword, but to praise the training methods of the Beggar Gang Qianjitang. Their craftsmanship can actually recast the broken Yitian Sword, and its power is even stronger than before.

Zhao Min frowned, "This Yitian Sword seems to be different!"

Zhang Wuji touched his chest and said, "Isn't it different!"

Zhao Min nodded, "I used to hold the Yitian Sword back then, but the Yitian Sword at that time didn't have such power."

Zhou Dian interjected from the side: "Oh, Miss Zhao, is your skill not as high as that of the master Zhou? He is a top master now, just wave it casually. As for you, forget it." Zhou Dian spoke very straightforwardly, and Zhao Dian Min was so angry that he rolled his eyes and glared at him.

Master Kongzhi looked at the fallen branches of the Shaolin School, clasped his hands together, and sighed: "Amitabha, you are so good!"

But he scolded his mother in his heart, Zhou Zhiruo chopped off a branch thick enough to hug two people from the thousand-year-old precious tree in their temple, which really made his heart ache.

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