This Jinyiwei is obviously super strong but draws too much

Chapter 92 Undercurrent
Having been upstaged by Yan Fengyun, and given a good lecture in the manner of a senior, Hu Qianzhong was so angry that he had nowhere to vent his anger.

As for Yue Lifeng's strength can be compared with Shaolin formation?No matter how the few monks in front of him were defeated, anyway, he did not believe that this person had such skill at such a young age.

It must have been due to the strong nature of the day, and he calculated that Xuanku first, and then used him as a shortcoming to break through, so that he broke the four diamond formations by a coincidence. No one would know how to fight like this.

The more he was sure about the power of Heaven's Secret, the more Hu Qianzhong wanted to win this magical weapon, and the more he hated Yan Fengyun.

Now, he hates this gang of stinky beggars who jumped out to spoil his good deeds more than the owner of Tianji!

"Hengshan Hu Qianzhong, I will ask brother Yue to enlighten me tomorrow."

He was the first to stand up. Now that Yan Fengyun has exposed his face, he simply no longer sticks to the momentary fame, and said bluntly: "However, I have a word first, Tianji is one of the world's most powerful weapons. With the advantage of heaven's secrets, it is enough to match a first-class master, brother Ruoyue holds this sword against the enemy, it is tantamount to two against one, how can it be fair."

"That statement makes sense."

"The secret is indeed too sharp."

"Nonsense, when did Bingren have such a saying! Do you still want to lose face?!"

Everyone was discussing, most of them insisted on their own opinions, Yan Fengyun also frowned when he saw this, he looked at Hu Qianzhong and asked: "Boy Hu, how are you doing?"

Hu Qianzhong argued sophistry: "Since Hero Yan wants to be fair, please let Brother Yue not use his secrets to fight against the enemy. If not, how many irons in our hands can match the sharpness of this magical weapon? It's no different from bare-handed fists, what I'm cultivating is the way of the sword, if you don't even have the sword in your hand, how can you fight fairly."

Yan Fengyun angrily reprimanded: "Where did the nonsense come from, Tianji is the weapon of Young Master Yue, according to your words, if you take away his weapon, wouldn't it be even more unfair to him."

Hu Qianzhong did not retreat but advanced, he asked with a more serious tone: "Hero Yan, why do you keep speaking for the Xiaoyao faction, when did the beggar gang become brothers and neighbors with the Xiaoyao faction!"

"Ridiculous!" Yan Fengyun yelled angrily, the momentum was so strong that it shook the dust on the beam, everyone was like thunder ringing in their ears, as if there was a dragon howling.

Hu Qianzhong was so shocked that his face turned pale a little bit, he still forced himself to look directly at Yan Fengyun's eyes: "Hero Yan, I've been told what's on my mind, do you want to bully the small?"

"You—" Although Yan Fengyun was angry, he didn't make a move. As he said, this person is a junior, no matter how annoyed he is, it is impossible for him to really make a move.

"The gang of beggars, bully me that there is no one in the five mountains!"

With a clear sound of sword energy, a Taoist in plain robes jumped into the arena, the sword in his hand was shining by his side, it was Teng Yue, the elder of the Songshan School, at the same time, more than ten people rushed into the arena, standing around that Teng Yue, Qi Li was also there in.

The sects of Dongyue Taishan, Xiyue Huashan, Nanyue Hengshan, Beiyue Hengshan and Zhongyue Songshan all gathered together, attracting the attention of all the heroes. This scene seems to have returned to the Five Sacred Sword School.

The Beggar Gang was not to be outdone, a few elders greeted nearly a hundred disciples, and surrounded them all at once, each with their bamboo sticks knocking on the ground with a loud noise.

The Beggars' Gang and the Five Sacred Mountains are the top sects of the righteous world.

Although only a dozen or so people from the Wuyue Sword Sect came, their aura was not weak at all, and on the contrary they still faintly overwhelmed the beggars' gang.

As for the Beggars' Clan, although their momentum is weak, their momentum is the first. Among all the sects in the world, only their Beggars' Clan is the best in terms of the number of members, and all the other major sects are joined together. Together, they are not as good as them.

However, although there are many gang members, the management of the Beggar Gang is also very fragmented. There are many people who only know the elders and do not know the leader of the gang, and there are too few top figures among them. According to legend, after several generations, I don't know how much is missing, and the various sects are weak in several aspects, and the superiority in numbers cannot be exerted. It is also because of this that the beggars are unable to dominate the martial arts.

But even so, with more than a hundred disciples of the Beggar Clan going to this stop, the momentum is huge.

The two sides were full of fury, and it was not surprising that they would fight at each other. Lu Hanjiang was watching the excitement, but the quacks outside suddenly stepped out of the way. A kind-eyed monk stood in front of many Shaolin disciples Surrounded, walk slowly.

Seeing the four Xuanku, they hurried forward to pay respects: "The disciple has met the abbot."

It turned out that this was the abbot of Nan Shaolin, Abbot Ling Kong had arrived.

Everyone called the abbot Master, the rightful lord has come, and everyone can't be so tense, so they have to stand in a stalemate with each other, and no one is willing to back down.

Lu Hanjiang also quietly looked at the old monk. At first glance, it seemed that he was not much different from the ordinary old man. After careful perception, he was shocked to find that the aura was introverted, and his eyes were old but not blurred. It has a somewhat natural meaning, which is really amazing.

It's no wonder that someone who can hold up the banner of Shaolin, a real first-class master, is indeed extraordinary.

Even Lu Hanjiang couldn't help but feel a little bit of a rivalry in his heart, but he suppressed it well, so there is no need to be in a hurry.

"Amitabha."

The abbot Lingkong lowered his eyes and said: "Please stop, everyone, the Qingmeizhuang incident happened in the monastery, the old monk is duty-bound, and what the Xiaoyao Sect did is too much."

Everyone in the Jianghu was about to applaud, but they heard Ling Kong say: "Of course, I just listened to the proposal of the Beggar Clan's Benefactor Yan, and I feel that it is feasible. Although the Xiaoyao Sect is unique, it is not a magic way after all."

Yan Fengyun showed joy when he heard the words, and said loudly: "Master Fangzhang is right, if this is the case, please invite Shaolin Temple to be the middleman."

Abbot Ling Kong naturally agreed, he looked at Lu Hanjiang, and said with emotion: "Since the secret of heaven is here, the benefactor of Beiming has indeed."

Lu Hanjiang nodded without speaking.

"Ugh."

Abbot Lingkong didn't ask any more questions, and with a faint sigh, he dispersed the crowd and left with the monks.

Today's farce can be described as full of twists and turns, Lu Hanjiang himself played vigorously, but Linglong watched from the corner, and it was full of mixed flavors.

She knew that Lu Hanjiang was the most powerful, but she never expected that even the four vajra formations couldn't trap him. Although there was a reason for it, she was not Hu Qianzhong, who pushed everything to the weapon.

There was silence in the hall for a while, only the sound of Lu Hanjiang wiping the sky with a silk cloth, and suddenly a gust of night wind swept in, Linglong was not so fascinated by the wind and sand, after she wiped her eyes, she was surprised that Lu Hanjiang didn't know when it started, a pair of His eyes fell on her and he didn't look away.

"Hey, Yuelifeng, you"

"You killed Xie Konglou?"

Suddenly, when Lu Hanjiang asked this sentence, Linglong's angry face froze, and slowly, all expressions disappeared from her face.

"Young Master Yue, do Linglong a favor. You can do whatever you want." Linglong said expressionlessly.

Lu Hanjiang paused for wiping his sword, and asked indifferently: "Young lady has caused such a big trouble to me, don't you plan to explain it?"

"Tonight I will teach you all the disguise techniques, is that sincere?" Linglong said without hesitation.

Lu Hanjiang smiled slightly, and said, "Miss Linglong, let me tell you what I need your help with."

"I received news today that there are already a group of tigers and wolves hiding in the dark outside the Southern Shaolin. Does Mr. Yue know where they are from?"

Linglong's eyes were condensed, and she said word by word: "Imperial Court, Jin Yiwei."

(End of this chapter)