The Supreme Powerhouse of Martial Arts

"Humph!"

Seeing Han Chen's calm posture, Kong sniffed out his nostrils and snorted fiercely.

Clearly, he still harbored a grudge.

Seeing Kong Wen's resentment, the yellow-clothed woman shook her head and frowned, thinking to herself, "A monk should be merciful, and as the abbot of Shaolin, he should save the common people, but he is like such a vicious person in the Jianghu. Come on, the Shaolin faction has really fallen."

At this moment, both Emei and Shaolin had already taken their seats, Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, walked to the seat of Wudang master, and sat down slowly.

"The purpose of inviting the two of you to my Wudang doesn't need to be too much for the old man, and the two of you must know it."

Looking around at the crowd, Zhang Sanfeng continued: "In order to preserve the foundation of each faction, the old Taoist suggested that our Wudang, Shaolin, and Emei factions join hands to fight against the enemy, advancing together and retreating together. I wonder what the two masters think?"

The reason why the sects and sects are bullied is because they are in their own camps and are in a state of disunity. If they want to overcome the current predicament, they must form the same camp, support each other, and fight against the enemy hand in hand.

Only in this way can the prosperity of their respective sects be preserved.

"My old monk deeply agrees with Zhang Zhenren's words."

Hearing what Zhang Sanfeng meant, Kong Wen responded immediately.

Shaolin Temple has been invaded by rebels many times, isolated and helpless, Kong Wen is miserable, if he gets help from a big faction like Wudang, he will be very happy.

"So good."

Zhang Sanfeng nodded slightly.

He discussed with Han Chenyue last night, this proposal has already been mentioned, Han Chen's attitude is in agreement, now that Shaolin has also nodded, then this proposal will be counted.

"Mr. Zhang agrees with Mr. Han's suggestion."

Han Chen nodded, agreeing.

Zhang Sanfeng smiled when he heard the words, and said slowly: "Cheng Kun holds a powerful army in his hands, and is going to destroy Shaolin Wudang first, then destroy Mingjiao, and finally annex the entire Jianghu. Naturally, we can't let him succeed."

"Who is Cheng Kun? Why did you want to destroy Shaolin?"

Abbot Kongwen looked at Zhang Sanfeng, his brows were tightly frowned, he felt that it sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember it.

The secret letter written by Cheng Kun to Chen Youliang was only seen by Han Chen's girl in yellow.

Chapter 122: You're looking for death, you can't blame others (3/3)

"Cheng Kun is your eminent Shaolin monk, Yuan Zhen!"

At this time, Han Chen looked at Kong Wen and said with a sneer, "You Shaolin claims to be a pure land of Buddhism, but in fact, it is a place where filth is hidden."

"Bullshit!"

Hearing Han Chen's words, Abbot Kongwen stood up suddenly, pointed at Han Chen who was opposite, and immediately shouted: "My nephew Yuanzhen has passed away for many years, and he is definitely not the Cheng Kun you mentioned. Don't even think about spitting blood."

"Has passed away for many years?"

Han Chen shook his head, and said, "It's extremely stupid to be fooled and applauded, but still not come to your senses."

"You two, don't get angry, you have something to say."

Seeing that the two were angry again, Zhang Sanfeng immediately spoke up, and then said: "Since the two agree to join forces, then we should choose a person who will give orders to command the three factions."

If a commander is not elected, and the three factions are still in their own way, as before, then this alliance will be meaningless.

Zhang Sanfeng looked at Han Chen and Kong Wen, and asked, "I don't know if you two have a suitable candidate?"

Hearing this question, everyone's expressions suddenly became solemn.

The selection of the commander is really a big deal, and it must be discussed carefully.

This commanding person is in command of the three sects, and his status is naturally higher than that of the heads of the three sects. He must be someone with high morals and outstanding martial arts.

Suddenly, an old Shaolin monk stood up and said loudly to all the heroes present: "My Shaolin is the Big Dipper of Mount Tai in the Jianghu, the prestige in the Jianghu, the martial arts attainment, the best in the world, the abbot is highly respected, and he is the leader of the alliance. "

The leader in his mouth is the commander.

"What Uncle Yuanfa said is absolutely true."

"The abbot is indeed the best candidate."

"There is no one who is more convincing than the abbot."

"That's the way it is."

After hearing Master Yuanfa's proposal, Shaolin masters nodded one after another.

"This……"

Standing behind Zhang Sanfeng, the Wudang Five Heroes all fell silent.

Abbot Kongwen's status is indeed very high, but Shaolin and Emei have deep grievances. If Kongwen is the leader of the alliance, Bao Buqi will embarrass Emei, and it will lose justice.

Han Chen pinched the teacup in his hand, looked at where the Shaolin monks were, smiled lightly, and said, "You Shaolin really have no sense of shame when your own people recommend your own people"¨.

"The position of leader comes with heavy responsibilities"

Ignoring Han Chen's sarcasm, Kong Wen continued: "This matter is related to the survival of the three major sects, so we must be cautious. In fact, it is not impossible for me to be the leader of the alliance."

Hearing his words, the five people standing behind Zhang Sanfeng, Song Yuanqiao, couldn't help shaking their heads, as if someone begged him to be the leader of the alliance, which is really unpleasant.

The woman in yellow was even more disappointed with Kong Wen. Since she walked out of the ancient tomb, she had seen many treacherous and evil people, but this was the first time she had met such a sanctimonious and hypocritical person.

Han Chen, who was sitting on the chair, listened with a half-smile, but he wanted to hear what kind of trick this Kongwen was going to play.

"The old monk's requirements are not high. The condition for being the leader of the alliance is..."

When Kong Wen said this, he fixed his eyes on Han Chen and said loudly, "Let Han Chen cut off his own arm!"

Let Han Chen cut off his own arm?

Could it be that he is crazy!

Hearing Kong Wen's request, the Wudang heroes were really dumbfounded, even a little dumbfounded.

"This empty news..."

On the throne, Zhang Sanfeng, who was calm and calm, suddenly frowned.

For the sake of the overall situation, Zhang Sanfeng spoke out several times to mediate, and the situation was finally eased. Everyone sat down to discuss major issues calmly.

However, Abbot Kongwen actually made such unreasonable demands, which would definitely destroy the situation he worked hard to stabilize.

"Hehe, let me cut off my own arm, and you still say that the request is not high?"

With a sneer, Han Chen looked at Kong Wen, with murderous intent in his eyes, "Then should I kneel down and thank you for your magnanimity?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Han doesn't want to kill people in Japan today, but unfortunately, if you don't spare your life, you can't blame others!"

As the voice fell, Han Chen stood tall, with his sleeves fluttering, Han Chen gently grasped the sharp Canhong with his right hand.

Looking at Han Chen who was full of aura, Zhang Sanfeng sighed secretly and did not stop him.

The great cause he had painstakingly brought together was completely declared a failure because of Kong Wen's ignorance of good and evil. The moment Han Chen raised his sword, there was no possibility of recovery.

This is the end of the matter, no need to persuade.

"Shaolin disciples listen to the order, rush up to me and kill this beast!"

Seeing Han Chen approaching with a sword, Abbot Kongwen waved his hand and shouted loudly, "Revenge for the dead fellow!"

Whoosh whoosh!

As soon as the words fell, the Shaolin masters around, like arrows flying off the string, quickly passed by Kong Wen's side, and all rushed towards Han Chen.

The three of Du'er still closed their eyes and meditated, turning a blind eye to what Kong Wen did and turning a deaf ear to it, completely acquiescing.

"It's unreasonable to bully the few with the more!"

Bang!

The woman in the yellow shirt slapped the table with her jade hand, and the table shattered, her eyes as cold as ice stared directly at Kong Wen's body!

Whoosh!

Her body turned into an afterimage, and with a fierce and unparalleled aura, she passed by Han Chen and shot directly at Kongwen.

When the person was speeding in mid-air, he stretched his fingers together, and his hands formed into claws. The sharp fingers were like knives, cutting across the air, and there was a stern detonation.

". Ding, Suzaku Chitong, a sixth-grade martial art has been detected, "Nine Yin God Claws", now start the deduction."

"Ding, Suzaku Chitong, the eighth-grade martial art has been detected, "Nine Yin Scriptures", now start deduction."

At the same time as the system notification sounded, there was a loud bang, and it rang suddenly.

"Demon girl, don't be rude to the abbot!"

But it was Chan Master Yuanfa, who saw the woman in the yellow shirt attacking Kongwen, he dodged to meet her.

Swish!

The woman in the yellow shirt swung her fingers as hard as she could, a claw slashed across Yuanfa's throat, leaving three scratches, blood gushed out like a spring, and she couldn't survive.

call out!

After obliterating the method, the woman in the yellow shirt flew straight to Kongwen (Zhao Wangzhao). Before everyone could react, she lied in front of Kongwen, raised her sharp claws, and grabbed Kongwen's Tianling.

Nine Yin Divine Claws are extremely fierce and ferocious, if caught, they will crush Kong Wen's skull.

"What kind of martial art is this!"

Kong Wen turned pale with shock, and immediately used the Vajra Kick Technique, kicking hard at the opponent's left shoulder with a kick from the lower body.

Bang bang bang!

The two fought fiercely, with leg grabbing and bombardment, and the air rumbled and exploded.

It's just a pity that the cultivation base of the woman in the yellow shirt is too high, and the innate seventh-layer realm is not something that Kong Wen can contend with. After three moves, Kong Wen is completely at a disadvantage. There are many crises, so he can only dodge and dodge, and there is no way to fight back. possible.

"What a terrifying finger force!"

Witnessing the exercises of the woman in yellow shirt with their own eyes, Song Yuanqiao and others were shocked.

Chapter 123: Boundless Killing, Killing Kongwen (1/3)

"Abbot, we are here to help you!"