Yue Mingke naturally wouldn't hide his purpose when he was on the side, but tonight's purpose was really inappropriate to say more, Shaolin could give him a chance, and let him take away Shaolin's classics with stealing was already an exception, how could he spread this not so good reputation of Shaolin.

So when Ziqin asked why he Yue Mingke was here, Yue Mingke was silent.

Although silence is impolite, it is not a big deal in Yue Mingke's mind, and he and Ziqin are only one-sided, and they have little to do with it, so there is naturally no need to tell Ziqin the truth about what he has done.

It's just that what Yue Mingke couldn't understand was that Ziqin, who couldn't get an answer, was slowly gloomy.

"Do you know, Yue Mingke, as Marshal Xiong Tingbi's right-hand man, I really don't want you to be here tonight."

Zi Qin slowly pulled out his long sword, his voice was extremely gloomy, with a wordless disappointment, Yue Mingke's brows were locked, he heard that Zi Qin seemed to have something to say, but the purpose of his coming here was still inconvenient to say.

"Sure enough, I know people and faces, but I don't know that you Yue Mingke are such a person."

Zi Qin sighed, the long sword had been stabbed out, and the blade of the sword broke through the air with a sharp sound, and this sword seemed to be struck with all its might, as if it wanted to kill Yue Mingke with a single sword.

Facing Ziqin's sword, Yue Mingke also became angry.

As mentioned earlier, most of the people in this world are very arrogant, except for Zhuo Yihang, the higher the martial arts, the more arrogant people are, Yue Mingke usually seems to be gentle and elegant, but in fact, it is not another kind of arrogance.

Ziqin's sword stimulated Yue Mingke's arrogance, and at the same time, the merciless sword also made Yue Mingke extremely angry, and the long sword on his waist suddenly came out of its sheath and followed Ziqin's sword to meet it.

Ziqin's swordsmanship was born from the anti-Tianshan swordsmanship, and Yue Mingke's swordsmanship is really one and the same, but Huo Tiandu's original fusion of the world's swordsmanship was more than Ling Muhua's, and the anti-Tianshan swordsmanship was completely different from Ling Muhua's swordsmanship after being modified by the basic swordsmanship.

In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged dozens of moves, but the Baishi Dao people who were originally waiting in the Shaolin Temple were already anxious, and they rushed outside the temple with Jingming and Zhuo Yihang and others.

When they first arrived at the gate of the temple, several people heard the sound of sword blades, and when they first heard this sound, Bai Shi was still in the mood to laugh and say, "But I don't know who is here to fight with Yue Mingke", and when he walked out of the temple gate and saw Yue Mingke and Ziqin fighting, Bai Shi's eyes suddenly widened, and his face showed an extremely shocked look.

"There is still such a swordsmanship in this world."

Zun Shengshi couldn't help but exclaim, Jing Ming and the others couldn't help but nod subconsciously when they looked at Ziqin and Yue Mingke's sword competition, it was the turn of the martial arts Jing Ming didn't dare to say that he would win Ziqin, but it was much higher than Yue Mingke, but only in terms of swordsmanship, Huo Tiandu's lifelong Tianshan swordsmanship and Ziqin's swordsmanship formed by fusing the anti-Tianshan swordsmanship were indeed the pinnacle of this world.

"These two don't know why they're doing it here."

Zhuo Yihang looked at it for a long time and suddenly spoke, not to mention how much affection Zhuo Yihang had for Ziqin and Yue Mingke, but one was his savior, and the other was the same person who practiced Ni Dress, and Zhuo Yihang had a strange feeling in his heart.

"This person is Lingxiao."

However, at this moment, Bai Shi suddenly spoke, the horror on his face had dissipated, and he looked at Ziqin in the battle with a deep frown.

Jing Ming and the others suddenly showed a look of embarrassment on their faces, they had also heard of the grievances between Wudang and Ziqin, but they had also heard about Ziqin's assassination of Wei Zhongxian, and the sects attached to Wudang could ignore what Ziqin did, but Shaolin could not ignore it.

"Yihang, ready to do it."

Baishi Daoren spoke coldly, and at the same time, his own hand was also held on the hilt of the sword at his waist, however, at this time, Ziqin, who was fighting, suddenly moved.

"The swordsmanship is really good, but it's a pity, but it's a human-faced beast's heart, Yue Mingke, don't forget that you are also a Han Chinese, but why do you favor foreigners, although Ling Mou pities your martial arts, but he only has a hot hand to eliminate harm."

Ziqin's voice sounded loudly in the battle, and Yue Mingke fought hundreds of moves, he had already figured out the Tianshan swordsmanship, although he had not had time to meet them all, but he had already benefited deeply, just need to carefully appreciate his swordsmanship should have made great progress, and at this time, he saw Zhuo Yihang accompanied by a group of people to accompany the Shaolin monk out, Ziqin understood that he and Yue Mingke were afraid that they could only fight here.

The sword momentum of the long sword suddenly changed, Ziqin's offensive began to be as fast as a meteor catching the moon, each sword hit Yue Mingke's place that must be saved, after several consecutive moves, Yue Mingke was already clumsy left and right, and suddenly heard Ziqin's clear roar, and the long sword suddenly pointed at Yue Mingke's wrist, only a little, not even the skin was scratched, but the long sword in Yue Mingke's hand had already flown out.

With a sword, he knocked out Yue Mingke's long sword, and Ziqin returned his hand, and already put the long sword on Yue Mingke's neck.

"Be merciful."

Over there, Jing Ming couldn't help but shout loudly, and then walked quickly to Ziqin and Yue Mingke.

"Donor, please be merciful to your subordinates, although I don't know where the donor offended the donor, but please also ask Lao Rong to be a peacemaker."

Jingming politely opened his mouth, but Baishi snorted coldly and looked at Ziqin angrily.

"He didn't offend me, and I didn't kill him for personal revenge, do you know why he came to Shaolin."

Ziqin spoke coldly, and Jingming's face showed a hint of surprise.

"Lord Yue came to this temple to ask for a book of casting weapons."

Jing Ming opened his mouth lightly, and at the same time looked at Yue Mingke suspiciously, as if he was asking Yue Mingke if he had other purposes, however, what responded to him was Yue Mingke's helpless wry smile, he really didn't know why Ziqin would attack him until now.

"He's not here to beg Xiao Huandan."

Ziqin exclaimed, even the hand holding the sword trembled slightly, his swordsmanship had been shown in the eyes of everyone before, and the hands of people with superb swordsmanship such as Xu were as steady as a rock, and his performance at this moment was undoubtedly to tell others how surprised he was in his heart.

"What a little Dan."

The Venerable Master interjected as if he had thought of something.

"I got the news that someone wants to use Shaolin Xiaohuandan to do a big thing, which seems to be related to the safety of the Ming Dynasty."

Ziqin didn't say everything, not only because saying it all may not make people feel that he knows too much, but also because even if he says it, it won't help, Emperor Taichang is weak and sickly, even if there is no red pill case, he will definitely not live long, if Ziqin changes the fate of this emperor, there may not be a Ming army to encircle and suppress the Shaanxi, Gansu and green forests, then his plan will definitely not be carried out.

Anyway, he couldn't change the fate of the Ming Dynasty in this world, so he naturally wouldn't do this kind of meaningless thing to change the fate of an emperor.

"Nonsense."

Ziqin's words fell, and Bai Shi next to him suddenly sneered and spoke, and when he spoke, Bai Shi looked at Zi Qin with sarcasm.