The Infinite Heavens Run Away

Chapter 128 2.81 Stop the conspiracy Shaolin challenge
Chapter 2 I play a supporting role in Heroes
2.81 Stop the conspiracy, Shaolin challenge

"Master, do we need to talk to her?" Most of the people present came together after Deng Feng arrived at Yaowang Valley. Only Xiao Zhao followed Deng Feng back from the Western Regions. Although she was still young at the time, she still remembered that time That "Sister Baiyun".

This time she did not lower her voice, which naturally aroused the attention of many people. Xiao Zhao did not take it seriously, but did not notice that almost all the older generation Mingjiao executives who saw her had shocked expressions on their faces, including Zi Shan. Dragon King.

"Baiyun?" Cheng Lingsu's question was not the only one. The other Yaowang Valley disciples around him also looked at him with doubts, but Deng Feng was not prepared to explain.

"Girl Ling, I'll explain this to you when I get back. Now we have other things to do." There are other things now, and there are quite a few.

"What the King of Swords just said was alarmist, right?" For example, now Kongxing stood up immediately and wrote his dissatisfaction directly on his face.

"Everyone in Shaolin must know this master, right?" Deng Feng was not interested in arguing with the monk and made himself uncomfortable, so he directly threw Cheng Kun's body into the open space between the two sides.

"Nephew Yuanzhen! Deng Feng, you must give Shaolin an explanation, otherwise things may not be that simple!" Kong Zhi pointed at Deng Feng and shouted angrily.

"That is to say, everyone admits that this is your Shaolin monk, and also admits that his dharma name is Yuan Zhen, right?" Deng Feng really didn't take this one of the so-called "Four Great Divine Monks" seriously, and still followed the steps. asked his own question.

"Not bad!" Kong Wen stopped Kong Zhi who wanted to take action directly, "I guess Your Majesty the Sword King has other explanations?"

Deng Feng nodded. After all, he was facing Kong Wen, the number two figure in Songshan Shaolin. Some basic etiquette was still required, but that was all.He strode up to Cheng Kun's body and twisted it a few times under the right earlobe of the body. Soon a thin human skin mask was taken off, and the scene was in an uproar.

"Now, there are many masters of the older generation in the hall. You all should recognize each other and see if you know this one." Deng Feng raised the human skin mask in his hand in front of everyone, and then shouted loudly shouted.

Immediately, many people came forward, and the surprised expressions on their faces became more and more obvious, but they just looked at each other and no one spoke.

"Isn't this Cheng Kun, the 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand'? I met him back then!" The first person to speak was Tang Wenliang, one of the Five Elders of Dong and Dong. He really didn't care if he would offend Shaolin.

"That's right!"

"it's him!"

"Our elders fought against him when we were young, and I happened to be there at that time."

"Yeah, that's him!"

Now that someone has taken the initiative, the rest of the melon-eating crowd will naturally not worry about it anymore.

"What does this mean, Sword King? I, the Buddha, are compassionate and have a destiny. At that time, Cheng Kun had a bad reputation in the world. It was Brother Kongjian who accepted him as a disciple. As the saying goes, 'put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot', Senior Nephew Yuanzhen has had many problems in recent years. His good deeds have long since changed his mind." Kong Wen had to stand up and clean up his act at this time, but his tone was still very strong.

"Well, that's your Shaolin business, I won't say anything, but I don't know if you can continue to say such nonsense when you look behind you." Deng Feng raised his eyebrows behind Kongwen, and said sarcastically.

Kong Wen turned around helplessly, and found that at least dozens of people behind him had angry expressions on their faces. They were even staring at Cheng Kun's corpse on the ground with their eyes wide open and their faces flushed.

"I'm Yueyangmen Luo Xu." Finally, a red-faced man who looked to be in his 30s stood up first, knelt down with a bang, and nodded nine times in front of Deng Feng, "Twenty years ago, my father was killed by Cheng Kun. I am incompetent and cannot avenge my late father's bloody revenge. Today, the Sword King will kill this thief. I understand that the Sword King does not care about a waste of my level, so I can only kowtow a few more times to express my feelings."

As soon as he finished speaking, he kowtowed again and again. The bluestone floor where he knocked was soaked with blood. Deng Feng hurriedly pulled him up from the ground.

Luo Xu is somewhat self-aware. His strength is only at the second-rate level. Judging from his age, it is hard to say whether he can reach the first-rate level in this life. Deng Feng really doesn't care, but he was the first to stand up and expose Cheng Kun today, which can be regarded as helping Deng. Feng is very busy.

"I'm Jia Dayong of Changbai Mountain. Thank you to the Sword King for avenging my uncle."

"Xu Mao from Ganzhou, kowtows to the Sword King. Thank you so much to the Sword King for avenging your ancestor!"

"Yungui and Zhu Fugui"

"Xu Changlong of the Penglai Sect of the East China Sea, thank you King of Swordsman."

Still the same sentence, with the first one, the remaining things are much easier to handle, but in the blink of an eye, there are more than a dozen people kneeling and kowtowing in front of Deng Feng, and all of them kowtow sincerely. Blood everywhere.

"Master Kongwen, what did you just say? Put down the butcher knife and become a Buddha immediately?" Deng Feng looked at Kongwen who was blushing teasingly, and then glanced at the Shaolin people who did not dare to look at him. Disciple, "Then you don't know what justice is and what justice is?"

"Amitabha, everyone in the world is suffering. No one can do anything wrong. Even guilty people should have a chance to change their ways." Kong Wen reluctantly recovered and defended himself.

"Don't say this to me." Deng Feng really didn't want to waste words with this kind of "master". "You should say it to hundreds of Cheng Kun's enemies. I just don't know how much Shaolin's face will be left after you finish saying it." How many."

"Is the Sword King determined to make trouble with Shaolin?" All Shaolin disciples know that this topic must not be continued. Didn't you see that there is an open space around the Shaolin personnel, and the closest ones are only ten steps away? ?However, there are some things that are really inconvenient for people above to say. After all, they have to lose face. At this time, someone from below needs to step up, such as this one-eyed Shaolin master - Yuan Ye.

"Hey, isn't this the one-eyed master? With just one sentence, you can take off Shaolin's reputation as harboring gangsters and self-destruction? Why, just with your remaining eye?" Deng Feng gave Zhang Cuishan the Shaolin The practice of labeling is similar even in name.

"You - I've heard for a long time that the Sword King has great martial arts skills. The poor monk wants to ask the Sword King for some advice!" Yuan Ye is not stupid. Since he knows that he can't explain it, he will change the direction.

"Lingxia, teach this master how to speak." Facing this "one-eyed master" whose internal strength has not yet reached the first-class level and whose comprehensive strength is only at the first-class level, Deng Feng will naturally not fight against him. He has lost his identity in vain and simply When greeting the disciples, he also deliberately found Zhang Lingxia, the number one master among the disciples of Yaowang Valley, who happened to be a woman.

"Qiang - Zhang Lingxia of Yaowang Valley, please give me some advice!" Zhang Lingxia is not a hothouse flower. In fact, the three highest-level disciples of Yaowang Valley, namely Zhang Lingxia, Sun Lingfeng and Yue Lingyun, have followed Deng Feng countless times. People perform chivalrous acts in the Central and South Region, to be precise, they clear out bandits and black villages on various hills, because anyone with a bit of common sense knows that no matter how high the level of cultivation is without hands-on experience, the result may be a tragedy.

"Hmph!" Yuan Ye's Zen staff slammed down on the ground, causing a cloud of stone foam to fly up. However, the people eating melons around them stared at the two of them with strange expressions.

Zhang Lingxia is only 19 this year, which is still in vain. She holds a two-handed sword, is tall, has a beautiful face, has a generous temperament, and is full of heroic spirit. She is now a genuine first-class master. However, Yuanye is almost [-] years old, and his internal strength has not yet broken through to the first-class level. In essence, he is only a quasi-first-class master, but he is tall and has obviously practiced Shaolin's internal body-building skills. Although he is a monk, he faces evil. He has a water-milled Zen staff in his hand. Whether it is an ax or a crescent blade, it reflects in the light of the torch in the hall. With a biting cold light.

No matter how you look at it, she is a decent heroine ready to subdue the evil monk.

This problem was obvious even to the people who were eating melons. Naturally, Yuan Ye couldn't help but feel it. Knowing that he couldn't delay it any longer, he shouted loudly and smashed out the Zen staff in his hand, and smashed it towards Zhang Lingxia's head.

There was an uproar!
"This is a sparring session, right?"

"Is this master too cruel?" "Oh, he's so cruel!"

Not only the onlookers, but Kong Wen and others also frowned, but didn't say anything. This girl was obviously an elite cultivated by Yaowang Valley. If she could destroy this place, it would be worth taking some notoriety.

But the result was obviously not what he expected.

"Qiang!" Zhang Lingxia made a simple move of "raising fire to set the sky alight". The long sword accurately hit the ax surface of Yuanye's Zen staff. The sword edge and the ax surface made a harsh metal friction sound, and a stream of sparks were produced from the collision. In the eyes of everyone with disbelief, although she had to take more than ten steps back before she could stand still, Yuan Ye also kept backing up, even farther than she did!
Zhang Lingxia is now at the peak of the second level of "Dragon Elephant Prajna Kungfu", which is the sixth movement. Her body strength is over a thousand catties, plus the bonus of internal strength, she can easily hit 1500 catties with a full blow, and Yuanye is only 1000 catties even if she is blessed by the Buddha. Being so young, he was able to avoid being provoked and his weapon was thrown away. He still had the upper hand and the weapon was heavy, but he would definitely not be so lucky in the future.

"72-style Serial Killing Swordsmanship" was fully used. Zhang Lingxia knew that she had an advantage over the real strength of this master Yuanye, but she was not strong enough to be crushed. Don't dare to be distracted.

In fact, Zhang Lingxia is about the same age as Xiao Zhao, and she has always taken Xiao Zhao as a role model, or someone to imitate. Even her martial arts skills are similar, but as a woman, she likes to be head-on and head-on; Yuan Ye's level I can only say that it is passable, but in my hand is a nearly 40-pound water-milled Zen wand, which is still using Shaolin's "Crazy Magic Wand Technique". It is indeed very powerful, but it also consumes a lot of money. It is hard to tell after a long time.

In the blink of an eye, there were more than 100 moves, and Zhang Lingxia was still full of energy, her face was just slightly red, and her forehead was sweating a little, but Yuanye was already out of breath, and big droplets of sweat had soaked her shoulders and chest, and her face was red. The veins are bulging out, basically reaching the limit.

During the fight, Zhang Lingxia let go of Yuanye's Zen staff, suddenly stepped forward to bully Yuanye, and hit her with a "Shaking Iron Palm". Yuanye naturally did not have stage fright, and returned the favor with the powerful Vajra Finger, and the two of them fought hard with a palm strike , Yuan Ye was fine, but Zhang Lingxia took advantage of the situation and took two steps back. After a few consecutive moves, she suddenly made a simple twisting move. The long sword was placed on the Zen staff and slid forward. The sword pointed accurately at Yuan Ye. On the Shenmen point, Yuanye groaned in pain and unconsciously let go of the Zen staff.Zhang Lingxia then picked it up, and the nearly 40-pound Zen staff flew out for 10 steps and hit the ground heavily.

This is not over yet, she immediately raised the blade of the sword, and slapped Yuan Ye's face from the side, but surrounded the blade with internal force, leaving no scratches, and tightened her strength, although the strength of the slap was not small , but kept Yuanye from moving at all, and then continued to move the sword more than a dozen times in a row. Amidst Yuanye's miserable howls, he knocked out his teeth without any errors. Then he suddenly increased his strength and pointed him towards Shaolin. He flew away, and when he landed, all the knocked-out teeth happened to be lost during his spinning flight, and the person had already passed out.

"Concession!" Zhang Lingxia made a beautiful move of sheathing her sword, then cupped her fists and saluted.However, compared to Yuanye, who was lying on the ground with his face swollen into a bun, her current standard etiquette seemed ironic.

"You—" Kong Wenqi almost fainted with Yuan Ye, but knew that it was useless to pester a little girl, so he pointed the finger at Deng Feng, "The king of swords is so vicious!"

"The adults at home haven't taught you how to speak well, so don't blame outsiders for teaching you." Deng Feng was not interested in spoiling him.

"Okay, Shaolin has taken note of this!" The murderous aura in Kong Wen's eyes almost solidified.

"Whatever." Deng Feng curled his lips disdainfully. Anyway, these bald donkeys will definitely be dealt with by Zhao Min. When the time comes, he can just give them a push and let them pass away as soon as possible. "Now I can explain the situation, right." This was said to all the people.

"Sword King, please speak." This battle not only hit Shaolin, but also made other people stop asking questions, including the five elders of Kongtong and the head of Huashan who were extremely crazy in the original work but could not keep up with their strength. Now they are even Master Miejie, who was always known for his bad temper, became much calmer.

No matter how high a person's strength is, there is an upper limit, and people will always die, but the cultivation of a sect's successor does not take a few days or years. Zhang Lingxia's performance made everyone understand that the rise of Yaowang Valley is unstoppable. Anyway, Deng Feng I just said a few more words, and it was also aimed at Shaolin. Now Shaolin has been beaten to death, and other people don't have to say much.

"This man's name is Cheng Kun. He has already surrendered to the Tatars. To be more precise, he is the Tatar emperor Meng Ge." Deng Feng picked Zhao Min out naturally. "His plan is to deliberately provoke conflicts among the martial arts sects in the Central Plains. For example, The so-called 'good and evil cannot coexist', and then shape the Mingjiao, which is the most active in killing Tatars, into a 'devil sect'. If you kill all these high-level Mingjiao people, the Tatar emperor will never forget you."

"That's right, dead people can't talk anyway." The head of the Shaolin branch's Shenquan Sect said angrily after punching three times.

"Fellow members of the Ming Cult, if your memory is good, you should have remembered the relationship between Master Yang's wife and Master Cheng Kun." Deng Feng said "Master" but his name was "Cheng Kun". Everyone in Shaolin was angry. glare.

"Mrs. Yang is Junior Sister Cheng Kun." All the senior officials of the Ming Cult were at a loss. Finally, the purple-robed Dragon King answered, "Master Yang is my foster father. After all, I will call her my foster mother."

"Unfortunately, this Cheng Kun thought he was a childhood sweetheart with his junior sister, but he didn't know that he didn't like him at all, so he married Master Yang. Cheng Kun held a grudge, vowed to destroy the foundation of Mingjiao, and even went to the Tatars." Deng Feng looked at Dai Qisi and nodded. Looking at her eyes, it was obvious that she recognized him.

"On his own?" Even Song Yuanqiao, who was born in Wudang, didn't believe this.

"No, the main thing is to kill a few more so-called decent people, and then kill more Mingjiao disciples. Haven't you already helped him?" Deng Feng looked at everyone mockingly.

The scene was confused.

"Also, Xie Xun, the Golden Retriever Lion King of the Ming Cult, was his disciple. He deliberately insulted and killed his disciple's wife, and also killed his entire family. Xie Xun chased him in anger, but he deliberately hid away, so Xie Xun also started killing many people. An upright person only had the title of 'Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun'. But according to the information investigated by Yaowang Valley, I am afraid that most of it was actually done by Cheng Kun, because at that time Xie Xun was no longer clear-headed and had no idea. Such a high IQ - in fact, his IQ has never been high, and the older generation of martial arts masters all know this." Deng Feng looked in the direction of Mingjiao and nodded.

There was a lot of yelling and cursing, whether good or evil.

"How did Master Deng know about it?" This time the speaker was another Shaolin leader besides Kong Wen and the others, but Deng Feng didn't know him.

"A small part was deduced by Deng based on intelligence, but most of it was said by himself." Deng Feng pointed at Cheng Kun's body and shrugged.

"Hey, the dead man has spoken!" He still passed three punches and was really loyal to Shaolin.

"No, we followed him into the Mingjiao forbidden area." Deng Feng said here, nodding and apologizing to the angry members of the Mingjiao direction, and then looking in the direction of Zhengzheng with a strange expression, "We found that Yang Dingtian had gone crazy and died, and his wife immediately He committed suicide in love, and then Cheng Kun boasted in front of the remains of Master Yang for nearly half an hour. Believe me, you never want to hear what he said about you so-called 'decent people', who are full of imbeciles, retarded, and brainless. It’s a nice comment, it’s really interesting.”

Mingjiao laughed loudly, and Yang Xiao gratefully clasped his fists at Deng Feng to thank him. It seemed that he had read Yang Dingtian's will, but all the so-called righteous people were blushing.

"So, I wonder if Master Tai is still willing to continue?" Deng Feng looked at Master Jue.

"That's it, Wudang is withdrawing from this matter." Before Master Jue could speak, Song Yuanqiao had already cupped his fists and saluted everyone in the Ming Cult, then turned around and was about to lead people down the mountain.

"Senior Brother Head, wait a moment, I have something to say." Deng Feng called out quickly, joking, Zhao Min's people have been waiting for a long time.

Song Yuanqiao thought for a moment, nodded and led others to stand aside.

"Huashan exits."

"Kunlun exits."

"Kongtong quits."

"You guys - hum!" Master Miejie was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"Amitabha, since the inside story is like this, Shaolin will naturally stop talking." The unknown Shaolin master stopped the empty news, "Poor monk Shaolin Xuancheng, I have heard for a long time that the sword king is excellent in martial arts. Since I am lucky enough to meet you today, I hope you can give me some advice." A few tricks!”

"The Thirteen Supreme Monks Xuan Cheng!" The scene was in an uproar!
Obviously, Shaolin thinks it has lost face and is preparing to get it back!
(End of this chapter)