Chapter 247 The descendant of the Condor Hero is also my wife
“Hmph, I really don’t know what Master Miejie thought. That day on the Bright Summit, she didn’t stab this disobedient criminal to death with a sword. She was willing to fall. Disciple, you gave him the position of master, okay now, let’s see what he did with this grand event?” A disciple of the Shen Fist Sect complained loudly.
His master did not stop him and seemed to think so.
"Yeah, look at the things he did, cunning the corners of the Wudang sect, and seducing his uncle. Is this what a gentleman should do? So what if he has good martial arts skills? High martial arts skills can't change who he is. A scum fact." These are the words of a leader of Poyang Lake Water Village.
"What a big statement. Our Shaolin Temple has stood for thousands of years and has survived for many dynasties. Its rich heritage is beyond what a Chu man could imagine. This time there are three masters who have been practicing meditation for thirty years. Come on, I see how crazy he is." Anyone who knows Sun Damiao knows that he is a disciple of the Shaolin family, and of course he has to speak for his sect at this moment.
Disciples from the Huashan, Kongtong, Qinghai, Diancang and other sects also talked about it, but their voices were not as loud as those of the individual travelers. Chu Pingsheng's reputation was so great that these people still had concerns.
The sheds of the Wudang Clan and the Kunlun Clan were very quiet. The former was understandable. After all, the Wudang Seven Heroes and Chu Pingsheng had a good relationship, but the performance of the latter was a bit intriguing.
On the contrary, the Emei sect's shed was very uneasy. Even Yuan Shaokun and Ding Junying from the men's courtyard felt that Master Nephew Chu's behavior was inappropriate.
"Senior Brother, you just let him do what he does?" Ding Junying said: "I always thought that he was only sixteen years old ten years ago. At that time, he made shocking remarks in Zixiao Palace because of the nature of a child. Now he can Okay, destroy Shaolin and kill all the monks. Our Emei sect has always claimed that the martial arts is righteous. Is this something a leader can say?"
Bei Jinyi also approached Ding Minjun and whispered. : "Senior Sister, don't try to persuade him. He is the leader. He should be more prudent in what he says and does outside. Senior Sisters Jingxuan and Jingxu became dissatisfied when they found out about it, and they all went into seclusion in anger."
Ding Minjun glanced behind him subconsciously. At this lion-slaying meeting, a nun named Jingzhen came. Needless to say, she used this method to protest against Chu Pingsheng's wanton behavior.
Speaking of this matter, Zhao Lingzhu was also very angry: "It's okay now. All factions think that we, Emei, disturbed the Lion Slaughter Conference. The problem is that he caused trouble, but he acted like a coward. Just leave a message, let us come first, he will arrive later, this 'afterwards', when will it be after the meeting?"
Zhou Zhiruo stood at the back of the queue, her little hands kept circling the corners of her clothes. A while ago, she, Yin Li, and Yang Buhui were fighting for a man, causing the new head to run away in a flash, and Paili's voice never stopped complaining about her.
Who would be the head of another family wandering around like Chu Pingsheng without letting his disciples know the exact location? If he didn’t tell them, he must be hiding from them.
This time the Emei faction participated in the Lion Slaying Conference. If she hadn’t made a small trick and went to the only road to wait for others in advance, Chu Xingui and Ding Minjun were too lazy to meet her. To be honest, with her identity, they came to Shaolin Temple. None of the qualifications.
"Shut up!"
Ding Minjun glared and was frightened by Zhao Lingzhu. He didn't dare to say anything anymore and just pouted with an unhappy look on his face.
At this moment, a man stood up under the shed where there were many individual customers. He was tall, with sharp eyes, and a black and white beard fluttering in the wind. He walked towards the Emei Sect's shed and said: " Xia, a Shandong boxer, has always hated those villains who only know how to talk. What about Chu Pingsheng? If he has the guts to ignore the heroes of the world and say that, why is he so late in attacking a group of women today? Pushed to the front desk, who is the leader? Could it be that... seeing the momentum of Wulin Zhengdao, he was so scared that he wet his pants and didn't dare to come out? Those who dared to be present burst into laughter upon hearing this.
Xia Zhou was still like a big shot, turning around and waving to the host Kong Wen.
Who knew that he was so high-profile, but before he could continue to disparage Chu Pingsheng, a ghostly figure floated out of the Emei sect's shed.
It is said that it is floating, but in fact it is extremely fast, and it also gives people the illusion of a ghost without any force. By the time Xia Zhou reacts, it is too late, and five fingers are inserted straight into the back of his head. The words in his throat turned into whimpering, and with blood flying, the burly body fell forward.
Xia Zhou...is dead?
This bitch is so cruel.
The scene was completely silent. No one expected that if she didn't take action, she would kill someone if she did.
Ding Minjun said coldly: "Why does the leader need to take action to kill you?"
Zhao Lingzhu and others were also stunned, and understood from her actions her determination to protect Chu Pingsheng. Also, besides Emei, that kid The facade of the faction is still her man. As far as she can wait for Chu Pingsheng for ten years, let alone kill all the Shaolin Temple, even if she kills everyone in the world, she will follow him without hesitation.
After a while, just when everyone thought that no one dared to fight to kill her majesty, a fat Taoist rushed out of the shed in the south. Without saying a word, he stabbed her with a sword. Ding Minjun's chest.
"It's Ma Fatong from the Three Swords of Qinghai." Someone called out the name of the person who did it.
Ding Minjun did not dodge, but struck with all his strength with five fingers. The sword in Ma Fatong's hand was shaken by the clang, and the fat Taoist took two steps back before he could stabilize his figure.
Everyone was silent, and then a discussion broke out. The Three Swordsmen of Qinghai were also famous figures for a long time, but they were forced to retreat by a move from the fourth generation lay female disciple of the Emei Sect who was famous for waiting for Chu Pingsheng for ten years. Didn't it mean that she relied on secrets to defeat Hu Fengying's mass extinction sword technique, and her own strength was average?
Kong Wen, Kong Zhi, Guan Neng and others looked gloomy.
Yu Lianzhou of the Wudang Sect was astonished: "I didn't expect that even with Guangming Ding, Junior Sister Ding's skills have improved even more than before. Compared with her master, Master Jue, I'm afraid there isn't much difference."
"Hmph, what kind of good thing can Chu Pingsheng's woman be? There is no need to be moral with her, let's go together." Shao Yan, who is also one of the Three Swords of Qinghai, shouted and jumped into the field. Then there is his fellow senior brother Shao He.
Three Huangguan Taoists surrounded Ding Minjun in the middle.
"Three Talents Sword Formation of Heaven and Earth."
"Electricity chasing stars and galloping out of Yuzhen."
"..."
The three of them said to each other , while cooperating with the moves, the figure moved left and right, passing back and forth, like three talents rather than three talents. The three long swords weaved into a web of light, suppressing Ding Minjun in a small circle. No matter how good her Qinggong was, Because it is difficult for two fists to defeat four hands, it is difficult to break through even for a moment. Not only that, it seems to be gradually losing ground.
The morale of the people in the shed where the Kongtong, Huashan, Shaolin Temple, Diancang, Shenquanmen and other gangs were located was greatly shaken.
In the Wudang Sect's shed, Zhang Songxi looked unhappy: "The Three Swordsmen of Qinghai are also famous in the world. They use such despicable means to fight three of them. They recite the Sancai Formation formula in their mouths, but in fact they conceal the pros and cons. The changes in the five elements deceived Junior Sister Ding into making one mistake after another. "
Yin Liting said: "I heard that Junior Sister Ding rejected the marriage proposal of the young master of the Qinghai School a few years ago. I think this fight... It’s a personal grudge.”
The people from the Emei Sect also saw something was wrong, and Huang Xing whispered behind Chu Xingui: “Brother, let me go and help Junior Sister Ding.”
"Look again."
Chu Xingui stopped him because he was worried that Huang Xing's participation in the war would escalate the situation and turn it into a group fight. With the strength of the Emei Sect, it was absolutely impossible to forcefully resist the group of people who wore the same pants as the Shaolin Temple for various reasons.
At this moment, Hejian Shuangsha walked out of the shed in the northeast, but did not go up to help. Butai said from a distance: "Nvxia Ding, why did you do this for Chu Pingsheng? Let me tell you A bit of sad news. A few days ago, my two brothers saw him in Luoyang City with a woman in a yellow shirt strutting through the city. The two behaved affectionately and seemed to have a very close relationship. In order to please her, they would get drunk. The immortal Situ Qianzhong was beheaded in the street, and he also said that if anyone wanted to avenge the deceased, they could come to the Lion Slaying Conference to find him. "
"The vendors on both sides of the Luoyang market can testify to this," said Hao Mi. Then he said: "Speaking of which, this boy is really a playboy. He falls in love with everyone he meets. Ding Nuxia, I really don't feel for you. I have waited for ten years and got this result."
Or say The two of them were evil. Ding Minjun was already at a disadvantage when facing the Three Swords of Qinghai. When he heard the news about Chu Pingsheng, he was inevitably distracted. His moves were messy and dangerous.
Chi...
She took a half-step on her errand and was brushed against her shoulder by Shao Yan's long sword, which made her blush.
Ye Changqing, the leader of the Qinghai sect under the pergola in the south, looked proud. A few years ago, he went to the Emei sect to propose marriage for his only son, but was rejected by Ding Minjun. He has been grudges and feels embarrassed. At this time At this moment, this place is finally back.
Just when others were feeling complacent, the faces of the Emei sect changed drastically, and Chu Xingui was about to draw his knife to save people, a black light fell from the sky, as if even the sun was blocked, bringing a moment of coolness.
Phew.
Ma Fatong didn't even give a reaction, but was pierced through the chest by something flying.
"Senior Brother!"
Shao Yan yelled, and just as he was about to turn around to hug him, there was a tinkling sound, and a golden light hidden behind the black light hit his head hard, making him groan. Before it was released, the brain burst and met the king of hell.
At this moment, an exclamation of surprise was heard from the southern pergola. Amidst the popping sound, two black shadows flew out and fell to the ground like dead dogs. The nearest Wudang disciple blinked. , I saw a man strolling out, holding Ye Changqing's head in his right hand and dragging it on the ground. Looking at it, the leader of the Qinghai Sect was hopeless.
Shao He, the only remaining member of the Three Swords of Qinghai, was slightly distracted. Ding Minjun saw the opportunity and pushed him horizontally with his jade hand, hitting his vital part with a heart-breaking palm. His sternum pierced both lungs, and he spurted several mouthfuls of blood. I can't live without it.
In the blink of an eye, four disciples of the Qinghai Sect died and two were injured, including their leader Ye Changqing.
"Chu Pingsheng, it's Chu Pingsheng here!"
Someone shouted loudly, with unconcealable fear in their voice, because in just a few breaths, the Qinghai Sect's overall strength was reduced by more than half.
(End of this chapter)