Sleeping Arhat

Chapter 269 Situ Brings the Rhythm

At this time, the head of the Beggar Gang, with a loud voice, was fighting fiercely with a Shaolin monk.

Li Subo, the leader of the palm stick, said: "You say that Yuanzhen is not there, no one can trust you! Unless you let us search."

The Shaolin monk sneered and said: "Your Excellency, if you want to search the Shaolin Temple, you are a bit arrogant, right? A mere gang of beggars may not be able to do this."

Li Subo said angrily: "You look down on the beggar gang, well, I'll learn first."

The Shaolin monk said: "For thousands of years, I don't know how many heroes have come to Shaolin. Thanks to the mercy of the ancestors, Shaolin Temple has not been picked."Kong Zhi sat aside, but did not intervene.

Wu Xian calmed down, his eyes shot a dangerous light, he suddenly took a step, squinted at the people in Shaolin, and said coldly: "Master Kongzhi, I know more than you think, superfluous things Needless to say, no matter whether Yuanzhen is in Shaolin Temple or not, he is still a monk of Shaolin Temple, so Shaolin Temple will definitely give an account of his evil deeds."

Kongzhi's heart sank, he looked at Wu Xian with deep fear hidden in his eyes, and said slowly: "Benefactor Wu, what do you want from the beggar gang?"

"Either hand over Yuanzhen, or prove that Yuanzhen is not in Shaolin." Wu Xian's eyes were as sharp as knives, and his sharp gaze was on Kongzhi, aggressively.

"Then how to prove it?" Kong Zhi asked.

Wu Xian said: "This is your business!"

Suddenly I heard Chen Houlang say something loudly, and relieved Monk Kongzhi: "The heroes of the world gathered in Shaolin today, and some of them came from thousands of miles away. Could it be that they came here to see the beggars' gang take revenge?"

Xia Zhou said: "That's right. Liang Zi from the Beggar Gang and the Shaolin School, please put it aside for now, and it will not be too late to settle the score slowly. Let's take care of that traitor Xie Xun first."

Wu Xian turned to look at Chen Hou, clapped his hands lightly, and said with a smile: "Brother Chen Hou is very capable, I'm not good enough, I want to ask Brother Chen to teach me some techniques of Dragon Claw Hand and Dharma Sword."

There was a hint of sinister in Chen Hou's eyes, he chuckled and said, "Brother Wu, what are you talking about? Could it be that he has lost his mind recently? I am a disciple of the Huashan School. How could I know the unique skills of the Shaolin School?"

Wu Xian looked at Chen Hou with a simple and honest face, just smiled and didn't answer any more.It's just that he had some thoughts in his mind, if Chen Hou came to the stage for a martial arts competition, he would definitely take his life.

The members of the Mingjiao discussed it. Now for Xie Xun, the heroes are fighting for nothing. They Mingjiao should have expressed their firm attitude earlier. Yang Xiao walked to the middle of the square, clasped his fists together and saluted, and said: "My next Mingjiao Guangming left envoy Yang Xiao, I have a message to make." Let us tell the heroes of the world. Our teacher Xie Lion King killed and wounded innocent people in the past, there is indeed something wrong..."

Xia Zhou said coldly: "Hmph, everyone was killed by him, can you bring the dead back to life with a few casual words of yours?"

Yang Xiao said proudly: "We walked the rivers and lakes and lived a life of licking blood on the knife head. Who does not have a few lives in his hands? Those who are strong in martial arts, kill more people, and those who are not good at learning skills will be killed." Losing hands. If every person you kill has to be killed, hey, there are thousands of heroes in this square, and there are probably very few left. Old hero Xia, have you never killed anyone in your life?"

Xia Zhou was irritable by nature, killing and hurting countless people. He was speechless when asked by Yang Xiao. Kill, but good people must not be killed. This Xie Xun is like the demons of the Ming Cult, going crazy, doing all kinds of evil, killing people at sight indiscriminately, he is much more cruel than everyone else."

"Hey, who do you think is the devil?" Among the Mingjiao crowd, a fat man in an earth-colored robe stood up, squinted his eyes, and said maliciously.This person is Yan Yuan, the envoy of Houtu Banner.

Xia Zhou didn't know what kind of person he was, but he saw that Yan Yuan's face was earthy, he was not tall, but he had a round belly, and the dazzling red flame totem on his sleeve clearly belonged to the Ming Cult.He shouted loudly: "I don't know who you are. Since you are the head of the Demon Cult, naturally you are not a good thing."

"Well, you Xia Zhou, shame on you, right?" Yan Yuan scolded, and rushed out to teach Xia Zhou a lesson.

Xia Zhou blew his beard, stared ferociously, and shouted: "The devil of Mingjiao, do you think I will be afraid of you. I lost a scar on my head that was no bigger than a bowl. I didn't scare you too much." Xia Zhou snatched out With one step, he squatted halfway, clenched his fists, and put on a posture.

"Let me tell you, everyone, the master hasn't come out yet, but you want to fight here first, what's the point?" Situ Qianzhong's hoarse voice sounded.

"Yan Qishi, don't be impulsive, you step back first." Zhang Wuji called Yan Yuan to stop, and Yan Yue asked him to step down. Although Yan Yuan was unwilling in his heart and wanted to teach Xia Zhou, an old stubborn, but the leader had already spoken, he immediately Holding back his breath, he quietly stepped aside.

Seeing this, Xia Zhou exhaled a breath of zhenqi from his chest, and also let go of the zhenqi from his hands and feet.

At this time, Zhao Min turned her eyes. She wanted to speak out on stage, so as to provoke the anger of the gangs and the Mingjiao, but she remembered the grievances between herself and the martial arts sects. Once her identity was exposed, the situation would be instant Steep turn.

I saw Situ Qianzhong with a red face and a big nose coming out, and others pointed and pointed, but he didn't care at all.Holding a wine glass in his left hand and a wine gourd in his right, he walked to the center of the square, shaking his head, and said, "Look at the excitement today, some want to kill Xie Xun, some want to save Xie Xun, but we can talk about it , whether this Xie Xun is really in Shaolin Temple is a big mystery. I said, Master Kongzhi, why don't you invite the Golden Retriever Lion King out and let everyone meet first. Then kill the two sides you want to save, each Wouldn't it be interesting to fight with real skills?" When he said these words, more than half of the heroes in the square applauded.

Wu Xian looked at the originally stagnant atmosphere in the venue, and suddenly became lively, feeling in his heart: This kind of rhythmic thing still needs senior Situ to have experience.

"All the heroes gathered in Shaolin today. Firstly, they have their own grievances with Xie Lion King. Secondly, hehe, I am afraid that I also want to see this dragon-slaying sword. If it is according to what Mr. A scuffle, so who will own this treasured sword?" Yang Xiao said at the right time.

When the heroes heard this, they all felt reasonable, among the thousands of people, there were only a hundred or so who really had a blood feud with Xie Xun, and the rest of the people couldn't help but thump when they thought of the word "Supreme of Martial Arts".

(End of this chapter)