Chapter Twenty-Three: The Surging Golden Basin Washes Its Hands
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As soon as Yu Canghai appeared, Ling Hu Chong immediately drew his sword in his hand, his expression was solemn, and he blocked all the brothers behind him, and he resisted Yu Canghai's momentum impact alone. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Yu Canghai, the head of Qingcheng, a martial arts master, a super-first-class master, is one of the several masters of the righteous path, although it is not as good as Shaolin, Wudang, Wuyue Sword School and other heads, but it is only under this.
When it comes to the background, it is not necessarily afraid of the Huashan faction that has withered for a long time.
Looking at Ling Hu Chong, whose body trembled slightly, Yu Renhao's heart was very happy, and he shouted: "Ling Hu Chong, you insult me Qingcheng, you are bold! My master will teach you a lesson, I want to come to the hypocrite, Ah No, it is a gentleman, Mr. Jianyue will also nod with a smile." ”
Hearing Yu Renhao call Yue Buqun a gentleman Mr. Jianyue, everyone sneered, knowing that the other party deliberately provoked Ling Hu Chong and let Ling Hu Chong strike first, so that even if Yue Buqun blamed Yu Canghai for bullying him, Yu Canghai would have an excuse at that time.
Seeing Yu Renhao so sarcastic, the people of Huashan were furious, glaring angrily one by one, pressing their swords with their right hands, as if they were ready to compete with him.
Yu Renhao pouted, very disdainful, with the master here, he had a backer, how could he be afraid.
Ling Hu Chong was angry when he heard it, wanted to refute, and wanted to teach Yu Renhao a lesson, but he was blocked by Yu Canghai, and his momentum was overwhelming, making Hu Chong's face red and red, and his speech was also hesitant: "You, you, find, look for death!"
Yu Renhao was about to retreat as if he was nervous, but as soon as he raised his legs, he thought that the master was behind him, his face suddenly turned red, and he looked at the strange eyes around him, and suddenly felt that these people were laughing at him, and he was immediately furious, and all his anger was directed on Ling Hu Chong.
"Looking for death? You can't even speak clearly, and you still want to trouble me? Turtle son, if you have the ability, come here, I won't do it, let you fight, do you dare?" Yu Renhao scolded and said provocatively.
Rumble!
Linghu Chong was angry, and his anger followed the anger, and his momentum suddenly skyrocketed, breaking free from the shackles of Yu Canghai's momentum, and a sword stabbed out, as fast as thunder and lightning, which was the big dream foresight in Xiyi's swordsmanship.
Yu Canghai was taken aback, and then said secretly: "It's not good!"
Just as he was about to draw his sword, he immediately felt that he was locked by a momentum, as long as he made a move, he would definitely incur the opponent's thunderous blow.
Yu Canghai thought in his heart, and his hand was slow, at this time, Ling Hu Chong's swordsmanship had already come to Yu Renhao's body, as long as he sent it forward, Yu Renhao would be pierced by this sword.
Yu Canghai was secretly furious, thinking in his heart that once he won the evil sword spectrum, he would first have to make the Huashan faction and the secret enemy suffer.
"Smack!"
Two bright slaps sounded, only to see on Yu Renhao's cheeks, one left and one right, and two bright red five-palm imprints were deeply imprinted on Yu Renhao's face, which was extremely ruddy.
It doesn't mean that Renhao reacted, Linghu Chong put away the sword with his right hand, pulled the collar with his left hand, turned hard, and Yu Renhao turned in a circle, and then kicked out in the surprised eyes of everyone.
"Poof!"
Yu Renhao fell and gnawed on the mud.
Luo Renjie on the side shrank back, trying to avoid Ling Hu Chong's gaze.
Ling Hu Chong smiled, showing ill intentions.
"Alright, Chong'er. At this moment, the crowd suddenly separated, and a middle-aged man with a face like a crown of jade and a righteous face slowly appeared, and his tone was very stern: "I've messed around, and if I don't come back, I will make amends to Master Yu!"
It turned out that the person in the shadows was Ling Hu Chong's master, the head of the gate of the huge Huashan Mountain, Yue Buqun, known as Mr. Yue, who was known as the gentleman's sword.
"Master!" Ling Hu Chong shouted, looking very reluctant.
Yue Buqun's face sank, and he said angrily: "Don't get over quickly!"
Linghu Chong's heart jumped, and he reluctantly and slowly walked over.
Seeing that Ling Hu Chong was obedient, Yue Buqun's face was slightly gentle, and he arched his hand towards Yu Canghai, with a look of shame: "The disciple is stubborn, I don't know how thick the sky is, please ask Yu Zhangmen not to blame, not to blame!"
Then, he rushed to Ling Hu who came over and said, "Don't make amends!"
Ling Hu Chong smiled bitterly and looked at the surrounding Huashan disciples as if asking for help, the Huashan disciples avoided Ling Hu Chong's gaze one after another, and even Yue Lingshan didn't dare to speak.
Ling Hu Chong couldn't, so he reluctantly arched his hand towards Yu Canghai, and his attitude was extremely perfunctory: "Ling Hu Chong is ignorant, offending Yu Zhangmen, please don't blame Yu Zhangmen!"
Although he arched his hand at Yu Canghai, his head was slightly tilted, and his eyes didn't know where to look.
Yu Canghai said with a smile: "Master Yue is worthy of the head of Huashan, a good disciple of the sect!"
After speaking, he brushed his sleeves and left, not stopping for a moment, and ignoring the two disciples on the side; Yu Renhao, Luo Renjie knew that he was at a loss, and he didn't dare to stay longer, and chased Yu Canghai away.
Yue Buqun smiled and waved his hand: "Master Yu is good, Yue Buqun will not send it." ”
Seeing what the disciples wanted to say, Yue Buqun shouted, "Go back and talk about it!"
All the disciples looked at each other, and they all looked at Ling Hu Chong with sympathetic eyes, and reluctantly followed Yue Buqun; Ling Hu Chong shook his head in annoyance, thinking of Yue Buqun's punishment, his face was bitter, and he followed closely.
The onlookers on the side, seeing that the parties had left, also disbanded one after another, but the aftermath of the incident spread in Hengshan City.
The next day, Liu Zhengfeng's golden basin washed his hands.
It was nearly noon, and five or six hundred visitors from afar poured in. The leader of the beggar gang Xie Feng and the deputy gang advocate Jin Ao, the old boxer of Zhengzhou Liuhemen Xia led the three sons-in-law, the old man of the Three Gorges of Sichuan and Hubei Feng Tie, the leader of the Haisha gang in the East China Sea Pan Roar, the two friends of Qujiang Shendao Bai Ke, the magic pen Lu Xisi and others came one after another.
Some of these people know each other well, and some just come here and have never met.
At this moment, a voice made the group suddenly stunned.
"Master Fang Zheng, the head of Shaolin, the head of Wudang, Chongxu Dao has arrived!"
As soon as these words came out, the audience was full of rice confusion!
"How come? Shaolin and Wudang leaders have arrived, is there something big happening?"
"That's it, you know, Master Fang Zheng, the head of the Chongxu Dao is the Taishan Beidou of the righteous path of martial arts, even if Liu Zhengfeng is the second person of the Hengshan Sect of the Wuyue Sword Sect, he will not have such great energy. ”
"Wait, have you noticed that in the Wuyue Sword Sect, except for Zuo Lengchan, the head of Songshan, and Mr. Mo Da, the head of Hengshan, did not arrive, the heads of the other major sects came?!"
No matter how powerful Zuo Lengchan is, he can't compare to the heads of the Shaolin and Wudang factions, and now that the heads of the two factions have arrived, Zuo Lengchan has not yet appeared, which is simply out of common sense.
No matter how the outside world speculated, Liu Zhengfeng heard the arrival of Master Fang Zheng and Chongxu Dao Chief, and ran out like a fly, welcoming the two of them to the lobby and taking their seats.
Originally, according to the prestige of martial arts, the head of the Taishan faction, the head of the Tianmen Dao, should sit in the chief, but the Wuyue Sword Sect formed an alliance, and half of the Tianmen Dao Chief, Yue Buqun and Dingxian Shitai were the masters, and it was inconvenient to sit down, and they were pushing each other to give way.
Without waiting for a few people to talk, suddenly, there were two bangs outside the door, followed by the sound of drums, and the sound of gongs and shouts, as if some official government had come to the door.
Liu Zhengfeng wore a brand-new familiar robe, and hurriedly ran out of the inner hall again, and after a while, an official in a public uniform came in, and there was a white middle-aged man behind him.
Master Fang Zheng, Chongxu Dao Leader, and the heads of the three sects of the Wuyue Sword Sect all looked at each other, looking at the eyes of the middle-aged man, flashing with a trace of jealousy.
After entering the lobby, the official of public service turned sideways, and the white middle-aged man entered proudly, occupying the center, and the official behind him knelt down with his right leg and raised his hands above the top, presenting a tray covered with yellow satin, and a scroll was placed on the plate.
The middle-aged man took the scroll and said loudly: "The holy decree has arrived, Liu Zhengfeng has received the decree!"
Subsequently, in the eyes of everyone who were amazed and incredulous, the holy decree was read out: "Fengtian carrier, the emperor's edict said: 'According to the governor of Hunan Province, Liu Zhengfeng, a commoner in Hengshan County, is anxious for justice and righteousness, and his merit is in Sangzi, and he is skilled in bows and horses.
Liu Zhengfeng kowtowed and said: "Weichen Liu Zhengfeng thanks, long live my emperor, long live, long live." ”