Great Love for All Heavens Begins with Huang Yaoshi

Chapter 39: Trampling on roadside weeds, do we need to care?

The Mingjiao Falcon King whispered:
"Master, let's attack him all at once. I don't believe he can get down from Bright Summit."

Zhuang Buyan stood up and walked down slowly:

"Master Yu, do you want to gamble again?"

The scene immediately fell silent, and the two envoys on the left and right and the remaining two Dharma Kings all looked at Yu Wupo.

"The Mingjiao temple is small and can't accommodate a big Buddha like you. Hurry down the mountain." Yu Wupo sighed.
"Hurry up and go and destroy those Jianghu people. This old man's Bright Summit really can't withstand your torment."

"Hahaha, cults are very good at seeking benefits and avoiding harm." Zhuang Bu Ran's eyes flickered:

"It's a pity that you all just don't understand. From the beginning to the end, it's not about whether you are willing to be my enemy, but that I have never thought of letting you go!"

As soon as she finished speaking, an inexplicable aura enveloped everyone in the hall. Before Yu Wupo could say anything, she was blown away by an unstoppable force and embedded into the stone wall.

"Master!"

As soon as the two envoys on the left and right and the remaining two Dharma Kings who were protecting the religion shouted, they couldn't help but feel their hair standing on end and cold sweat pouring down. They only felt a force around their bodies that could be freely controlled, increased or decreased, and was indestructible. It seemed that if they made any move, they would lose their lives in an instant.

The Falcon King, who was an excellent martial artist, was about to fly out of the hall when a puddle of mud appeared inside the stone wall with a "bang".

The Elephant King had a ruthless look on his face. He practiced a bold and aggressive martial arts style, and had an extraordinary and domineering internal force, as well as natural supernatural powers. If he wore armor, he could immediately become a formidable enemy on the battlefield.

He knew that he was the best shield, and shouted:
"I'll cover you!"

After saying that, he raised both palms and hit the young man in green robe who seemed to have been standing there without making any move.

With a "hiss", the elephant king fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his throat.

Suddenly, two corpses flew out of the hall and killed more than a dozen elite Mingjiao soldiers who were on high alert.

"Zhuang is in a good mood today, so I decided to do something good."

Zhuang Bu Ran walked out with his hands behind his back and said calmly:

"I will kill you all and clear away the foul and bad air that has lingered on Kunlun Mountain for so many years."

More than an hour later, the sky above Guangmingding was filled with flames, and a young man in a green robe could be vaguely seen walking down the mountain with brisk steps.

half a month later.

The martial arts world was in turmoil because everyone received news that the Kunlun Sect, which had not been to Mount Hua for a long time, had followed in the footsteps of Kongtong and Qingcheng Sects and was wiped out by the ruthless Zhuang Yanluo.

At this time, the top of Mount Hua was extremely lively. All kinds of people in the world gathered here, each sitting in their corresponding position.

On the scene, only the two largest forces in the martial arts world, Quanzhen Sect and Beggars' Sect, were not there.

"Shaolin Temple has long been closed to the public, so it's normal that they haven't participated in the Demon-Slaying Conference." The head of the Dian Cang Sect said loudly:
"But the Quanzhen Taoist priests must have been completely frightened. It's unworthy of being the world's greatest sect to actually send a message saying that as ordained Taoists, they don't want to be involved in the right and wrong of the martial arts world."

"Even the Beggars' Sect, which boasts hundreds of thousands of members, has had its unique skills passed down through generations stolen by others, and has become a coward."

"Is it that Senior Hong is becoming more timid as he gets older, or is he becoming more incompetent? We sent him letters via carrier pigeons, but he didn't even reply to a single one."

As soon as he finished speaking, a wandering warrior displayed his extremely advanced internal skills, and his voice spread across the mountaintop:
"Not long ago, I sent a message to Master Yideng of the Southern Emperor, but he never even replied. The demon killed his apprentice and even stole the One Yang Finger, yet he didn't even dare to fart. He truly is a true master."

As soon as these words were spoken, the top of the mountain became completely lively. Many people started talking one after another, criticizing those famous heroes in the martial arts world. Gradually, they began to curse a certain big devil who slaughtered families and sects and brought disaster to the martial arts world.

There were thousands of people on the top of the mountain, some from famous sects, some from evil sects. They all temporarily put aside their past grudges and became united in hatred of the enemy. They just wanted to tear the devil into pieces to vent their hatred.

"hehe."

At this moment, a light laugh actually drowned out the noisy chatter on the top of the mountain.

Thousands of people looked over and saw a barefoot young man in green clothes standing on a big tree in the distance.

“It’s Zhuang Yanluo!”

Many people exclaimed for no reason.

"How could Zhuang have such a camaraderie between good and evil?"

A white-haired old man roared heartbreakingly:

"Demon, you have killed 569 people from my Kongtong Sect. Today, I will make you pay with your life."

"So you're a remnant of Kongtong. No wonder you look like you're ready to eat me." Zhuang Bu Ran looked over and said, "You should be one of the Five Elders of Kongtong. Why are you missing one? And I feel like the disciples behind you aren't quite here yet."

He shook his head and laughed:
"Could it be that you're still lacking in confidence and are afraid of being killed by Zhuang, so you're bringing some Kongtong disciples to participate in this demon-slaying conference?"

"Zhuang Yanluo, you still dare to be so arrogant! Do you know that this day next year will be the anniversary of your death?" A black-robed man holding two swords shouted:

"Don't you really think you can do whatever you want?"

"There are many people who want to kill me. Who do you think you are, daring to make noise in front of me?" The young man in green robe roared:
"roll!"

Hundreds of people were suddenly roared to the ground, and the man in black robe vomited a mouthful of blood. Then blood flowed from his ears, eyes and nose. He fell stiffly to the ground and died.

"The devil is so despicable and shameless, he actually plotted a sneak attack." The leader of the Dian Cang Sect shouted:
"My fellow comrades, if we, thousands of us, rush forward together, we will eventually drain his true energy. Then, not only will we be able to eliminate the great evil in the martial arts world and avenge our blood feud, but we will also be able to obtain a variety of magical skills and unique techniques."

Before he could finish his words, he was stopped by someone:

"Wait a minute!"

Hong Qigong led hundreds of elite disciples of the Beggar Gang and Yideng and others and rushed over quickly.

"Boss Hong, Master Yideng, you have come at the right time. We must eliminate the devil and defend the righteousness today. Follow us and kill this demon quickly." Elder Kongtong said excitedly.

"Everyone, this old beggar has something to say. Please listen to me."

Hong Qigong stood in the center and signaled to a Beggar Gang elder. Several Beggar Gang disciples then escorted a young man with outstanding appearance, elegant demeanor, but a bit sinister forward.

"This boy's surname is Yang, and his given name is Kang. He was originally Wanyan Kang, the young prince of the Zhao Palace of the Jin Dynasty. Since Zhongdu was conquered by the Mongol army, he has returned to his old surname."

"In order to amplify his ambitions, he spread all kinds of news in the martial arts world, just to cause chaos in the martial arts world so that he could take advantage of the situation and fish in troubled waters to obtain some magical skills."

"This boy is the real culprit behind everything that's happening now. Please don't let hatred blind you."

There was an uproar in the audience, but no one expected that there was a story behind the scenes.

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

Yang Kang seemed to understand that he could not escape death today. He had no intention of explaining and shouted in an extremely firm manner.

"You are such a vicious boy! Do you know that because of the news you spread, my three sons all died tragically at the foot of Mount Zhongnan?" A middle-aged man in his forties said with great anger.

"You don't have the strength, but you want to obtain the treasure of martial arts. You are courting death." Yang Kang sneered with a desperate look.

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth and said:
"How dare you! If I don't tear out your tendons and bones and chop you into pieces today, I won't be called Li."

After he finished speaking, countless people spoke up.

"Count me in."

"I am coming too."

"With my knife."

"Hahaha, what a bunch of cowardly rats."

Yang Kang laughed out loud:

"Although I was the one who spread the news, none of you know who killed the person."

Suddenly, the scene fell silent and fell into an inexplicable silence.

"You're laughing so happily!"

A young man in green robe suddenly appeared in front of Yang Kang and said nonchalantly:

"Zhuang knows that as long as I stir up blood and gore in the martial arts world, someone will definitely send you to me."

"You did it on purpose." Yang Kang's pupils were horrified.

"Killing someone is not intentional or unintentional." Zhuang Bu Ran's tone seemed to contain a hint of confusion:
"Do I need to care if I trample on the weeds on the roadside?"

"madman!"

Not only did these two words pop up in Yang Kang's mind, but everyone on the mountaintop who heard this sentence also felt that the young man in green robe was a madman with a strong demonic nature.

(End of this chapter)