The Great Demon of Martial Arts

Chapter 271
A dazzling ray of light shot straight towards Ji Chuan and the others, and Wu Zhi and other Shaolin disciples, who were extremely miserable behind them, suddenly closed their eyes.

In the dark prison, Wu Zhi and others have no ability to resist this kind of light.

Wu Zhi intuitively felt that he was being pushed away, and after a long time, he finally opened his eyes, looking at Ji Chuan who was walking in front, his eyes were burning with raging anger and full of hatred.

"Look, isn't that a Shaolin disciple?"

Walking uprightly on the streets of the capital, no matter casual cultivators or sect disciples in the capital, one can see at a glance that Shaolin disciples are being escorted by Jinyi Wei Tiqi, and the direction is actually the Shaolin resident.

Suddenly, there was an uproar!
"What is this for? Parade in the streets?" Someone asked in disbelief, with horror mixed in their tone, which could be regarded as a provocation to Shaolin.

"That's the Shaolin resident, what is this for?"

"Look, is the young man in front of him the youngest of Jin Yiwei, Qianhu Ji Chuan?" Suddenly, the sharp-eyed man said in shock.

"I met once, and it is indeed Jin Yiwei Qianhu Ji Chuan." At this time, a disciple of a sect next to him gave the answer, which made all the martial arts people gasp.

Ji Chuan escorted the Shaolin disciples to the Shaolin camp, and it seemed that these Shaolin disciples were not in very good condition.

Is this to provoke?

He was arrested and sent to the Fusi Prison in Jinyiwei Town, and he was able to come out alive. He had already burned incense, and there might be a figure of an eminent Shaolin monk among them.

"Hurry up, let's go and see together..."

There is no shortage of good people, and they will naturally not miss such a good show. A wave of people in the rivers and lakes slowly dragged behind Ji Chuan, watching from a distance and not daring to approach.

After all, Ji Chuan has a fierce reputation, and in a short period of time, this person killed an unknown number of sect disciples and casual cultivators without any scruples, he is simply a lunatic.

Facing the crusade by many sects, the commander of Jin Yiwei ignored him and allowed Ji Chuan to do anything wrong.

In the capital, these sects didn't dare to go too far, so they could only swallow their anger and secretly asked their disciples not to cause trouble in the capital.

Numerous lessons of blood have taught these Jianghu people that Ji Chuan is not easy to provoke, and that the only way to cause trouble is death, unless you have the confidence of Shaolin and dare to bargain with Jin Yiwei.

Ask yourself, they don't have the strength, let alone the courage.

"Where are you going to take me?" Wu Zhi was being escorted, walking with a limp, and seeing more and more people from the world around him, he finally couldn't help asking.

This is tantamount to parading in the streets to show the public, it can be described as losing all face!

It doesn't matter if he loses face, but Shaolin, as the supreme martial artist and the leader of the rivers and lakes, must not lose face, nor can he lose face.

Ji Chuan's action, whether it was Chi Guoguo who slapped Shaolin Temple in the face, or the right cheek and the left cheek after the slap, made people in the world laugh to the fullest.

What Wu Zhi thought was right, Shaolin has always been aloof and likes to meddle in other people's business, how has he ever been humiliated like this.

It has been a long time since people in the world have been upset. This time, if they can see the jokes of Shaolin Temple, they will definitely not miss it.

Looking at those pointing around, Wu Zhi's bruised and swollen face began to become gloomy and more ugly, a pair of eyes full of anger stared around, but it didn't hinder those watching the show.

Ji Chuan glanced at Wu Zhi, and smiled, obviously this Shaolin disciple was not good at raising his energy, and he couldn't keep his expression on his face.

Ji Chuan didn't turn his head, and said calmly: "I said before, you are free, of course, you will be sent back to the Shaolin garrison safe and sound.

If something happens along the way, I will be guilty. "

"Then you don't have to ostentatiously show off, and make Shaolin embarrass me clearly, what's your intention?" Wu Zhi quickly walked behind Ji Chuan, and said angrily in a low voice.

Others, he can turn a blind eye to it, but it is impossible for him to turn a blind eye to Shaolin's face problem.

Ji Chuan sneered and said, "It would be nice if I could let you go back, and I'm still picking and choosing. Besides, if something happens to you halfway, and you blame it on me, Jin Yiwei, I'll be wronged for no reason, or Ji Mou personally handed you over to Master Jueming to rest assured."

"you……"

Wu Zhi gritted his teeth and stared at his eyes, as if he wanted to swallow Ji Chuan alive.

Ji Chuan made it clear that he did this on purpose to make Shaolin lose its prestige, but Wu Zhi had no choice but to do so.

Now, people serve as swords and I serve as fish and meat, and what can he do if he introduces the prisoner?

Thinking of this, Wuzhi lowered his head and sighed deeply, regretting why he was so quick to fight that Xuanyin sect disciple.

In fact, it's not Wu Zhi's fault at all, if he does the calculations mentally or carelessly, no matter how careful he is, Ji Chuan will always find a place to frame him.

The only thing to blame is that the Shaolin tree attracts so much wind that it happens to be a stepping stone for Ji Chuan to establish his prestige.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, Wu Zhi and other Shaolin disciples endured the humiliation, and followed Ji Chuan towards the Shaolin camp, but the matter spread more and more widely.

During this period of time, many people from all walks of life poured into the capital and moved upon hearing the news.

As a result, this street became more and more congested, and even seriously blocked the road. The officials from the six gates of Jinyiwei immediately dispatched to drive these people away without mercy.

For warriors, this distance is not too far away, but for Wu Zhi, it is like a thousand miles away, unreachable.

Finally, Ji Chuan stopped abruptly, in front of him was a quiet courtyard, and a monk was standing outside the door, looking neither sad nor happy, looking at Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan's spiritual sense is so powerful, and the hidden murderous intent in his eyes cannot be hidden from him at all, so he can't help but sneer secretly.

In the capital, he only dared to show a trace of killing intent, if he dared to do something, he would be sanctioned immediately.

However, all Yuanshen Realm warriors are strictly forbidden to fight in the capital, no matter what the reason is, naturally this rule does not apply to the imperial court.

This person is none other than Master Jueming of Shaolin Temple.

The atmosphere suddenly became dignified, and the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder. The judges instantly became interested. Such a good show is not easy to come across.

The scene was about to explode, and suddenly, Ji Chuan smiled, clasped his fists and saluted, "Jin Yiwei Ji Chuan, I have seen Master Shaolin Jueming, and I was ordered to return the disciples from your temple, and they have brought them here."

After finishing speaking, Ji Chuan took a step back to the side, and the guards in brocade clothes beside him followed closely behind, revealing the miserable Wu Zhi and other Shaolin disciples.

Jueming suffocated for breath, and then became anxious, anger gradually surfaced on his face, he clenched his iron fists tightly, and looked at Ji Chuan with murderous intent.

"Uncle, Wuzhi has disgraced Shaolin."

At this moment, Wuzhi bent his knees and knelt down in front of Jueming with a bang, with a slightly weeping tone, and regret and self-blame mixed in his voice.

A few Shaolin disciples followed Wuzhi and knelt down.

Jueming suddenly closed his eyes and looked up to the sky. He knew that Shaolin had lost face this time, then suddenly opened his eyes, and shouted at Wuzhi: "You stand up for me, Shaolin is the recognized leader of the world. They are all Shaolin disciples, so how can they be so weak and suffer so much after a little setback."

(End of this chapter)