Zongwu: I am playing badly in Huashan Inn

After everyone from Shaolin Temple left, the five major sects and Mingjiao were left staring at each other.

As if they had forgotten what they were here for.

Only Zhou Zhiruo was so full of admiration for Lin Fei that it was almost overflowing.

Song Qingshu, who was standing aside, had a complicated look on his face.

On the one hand, he was shocked by Lin Fei's terrifying strength, and he dared to ask the abbot of Shaolin Temple to get out.

The most ridiculous thing was that Kongwen really left.

On the other hand, he was deeply jealous, all-round jealous.

Strength, appearance, and Zhou Zhiruo's admiration.

All of these should have belonged to him.

Jiumozhi came to Lin Fei and Wanwan, clasped his fists and said, "I have heard of the name of Manager Lin for a long time. Today I see that he is indeed worthy of his reputation. It's a pity that I am still boiling water at home and cannot leave him. I will visit Yunlai Inn another day!"

After that, he ran away.

Lin Fei didn't care at all. He was just a foreign monk and couldn't cause any waves.

Wanwan was still a little reluctant. She finally had a guy to bully, but he just ran away.

At this time, other sects and the Mingjiao also came back to their senses.

Wudang Sect’s Song Yuanqiao took the lead and said, “Master Ning, Shaolin Temple is the leader of the martial arts world. The abbot, Master Kongwen, is highly respected and respected by fellow martial artists. You, the Huashan Sect, humiliated Shaolin like this and killed and injured so many monks. Do you want to go along with the Mingjiao and become enemies of the righteous martial arts world?”

Wudang Sect is known as the leader of the martial arts world together with Shaolin Temple because of the existence of Zhang Sanfeng.

However, he is old, and the affairs of the sect are generally handled by Song Yuanqiao.

Song Yuanqiao’s status is equivalent to that of the acting leader of Wudang Sect.

What he said can also be regarded as representing the will of Wudang Sect.

As soon as this was said, other sects echoed.

He Taichong: "Even if there is any friction between your two sects, you can't kill so many people."

Kongtong Sect Leader: "Yes, our six major sects came to Guangmingding to encircle and suppress the Ming Cult, not to kill each other."

Miejue: "I think... Manager Lin and Manager Ning must have their own difficulties."

He Taichong: "That's right, you see, even the Emei Sect Leader... what did you say?"

Miejue: "Ahem... I remember that there are still some important matters to be dealt with in the sect, and I will take my leave from the Emei Sect!"

After saying that, Master Miejue led a group of Emei disciples and walked down the mountain.

Before leaving, she also winked at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo understood and naturally stayed, and came to Lin Fei obediently.

Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Master Miejue wanted to use Zhou Zhiruo's beauty to bring the Emei Sect and Huashan Sect closer.

In fact, it was to bring Miejue closer to Lin Fei.

It doesn't matter what, Zhou Zhiruo was used anyway.

But judging from the shy and sly expression on Zhou Zhiruo's face...

She seemed quite satisfied with this relationship, and even enjoyed it.

Song Qingshu's face became even uglier...

When Wei Yixiao, the Green-winged Bat King, saw that Shaolin Temple and Emei Sect had left, and Huashan Sect didn't seem to want to be enemies with the Ming Cult, he suddenly became more confident.

"Four... no, should I say the three major sects, what do you think, do you still want to continue to compete with our Ming Cult?"

The Kongtong Sect, Kunlun Sect, and Wudang Sect looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

Although Nun Miejue was a bit venomous, she was indeed the main force of the six major sects in killing the Ming Cult members.

The reason was simple, Miejue was cruel enough, and hated the Demon Cult, and her Yitian Sword Technique was even more powerful.

The Shaolin monks are another main force besides Miejue. They can resist and fight, and can attract a lot of firepower from the Mingjiao followers.

Once these two sects left, the remaining three sects could not be said to be a mob, at least they had no fighting spirit.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao, as the backbone of the Wudang Sect, stood up and said loudly: "Fellow Taoists, the time to test us has come. We martial artists should not fear power or evil. Even if there are thousands of difficulties in front of us, we must..."

The head of Kongtong said: "Song, my Kongtong Sect suffered many casualties in the battle with the Five Elements Flag. We are not strong enough and need to go back to rest. If there is a dispatch next time, I will definitely be summoned!"

He Taichong said: "My wife is about to give birth. I have to go back to accompany and take care of her. Next time I will definitely visit Senior Zhang on Wudang Mountain!"

After that, Kongtong and Kunlun Sects also went down the mountain one after another.

Seeing this scene, Wei Yixiao's chest straightened higher.

The White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng also relaxed his frown, looked at Lin Fei with a playful look, and smiled faintly.

"Young Master Lin, I think you have a unique talent and will become a great man in the future. Are you interested in joining my Ming Cult? I will make the decision and let you be the Right Envoy of the Light, how about it?"

Lin Fei smiled and said, "Right Envoy of the LightForget it. If you want me to be your son-in-law, I can consider it. "

"You!" The smile of the White-browed Eagle King disappeared instantly, and his two white eyebrows were almost erected in anger.

Yin Susu was the pain of his life, and everyone in the martial arts world knew it.

This kid is really talking about things that are not related to the topic.

Song Yuanqiao saw that only his Wudang family was left among the six major sects, and he would not gain any advantage by continuing to fight with the Mingjiao, so he prepared to take the Wudang sect down the mountain.

Yang Xiao snorted coldly: "Come as you want, leave as you want, do you think my Guangmingding is a toilet? "

While talking, the people of Mingjiao have surrounded Wudang Sect.

In terms of numbers, Mingjiao has already surpassed Wudang Sect, and they are fighting at home. If a fight really breaks out, Wudang Sect will definitely not get the upper hand.

The two sides are on the verge of a fight.

Ning Zhongze said anxiously: "Fei'er, should we help Wudang Sect? After all, Wudang and Huashan..."

Lin Fei waved his hand and said: "Dogs bite dogs and get a mouthful of fur. I don't want to help."

"Then... okay."

Lin Fei saw Ning Zhongze's slightly disappointed eyes, and his heart moved.

This pretty master's wife usually listens to him, whether in the sect or in bed.

In this way, although he himself is very useful, it is not very fair to Ning Zhongze.

Since the master's wife has long been his woman, what's wrong with following her wishes?

"But if the master's wife wants to stand on the side of Wudang Sect, then I... will stand beside the master's wife! "

Ning Zhongze's eyes lit up, and her beautiful eyes were full of gratitude.

With Lin Fei's guarantee, she seemed to have a lot of confidence.

"Listen, everyone in the Ming Cult, with my Huashan Sect here, you can't hurt Wudang Sect at all!" Ning Zhongze raised his sword and stepped forward, saying loudly.

Yang Xiao saw this scene and couldn't help but his eyes turned cold.

He hadn't been in the martial arts world for a long time.

Before the battle at Guangmingding, the impression that Huashan Sect gave him was just a second-rate sect in the martial arts world, and it was not in the same league as first-rate sects such as Wudang and Shaolin.

But after a battle between the Eighteen Bronze Men Formation and the Tiangang Big Dipper Formation...

What Shaolin, what Wudang.

They are not even qualified to carry shoes for Huashan Sect!