The direction of the plot has completely deviated from the original track, and Ling Yun has no other way at this time.

After arranging everyone, he led the Mingjiao master to go straight to Shaomu Mountain.

In the early morning of the third day, Zhang Wuji led the Mingjiao group to the Shaolin Temple.

The front hall and back hall of Shaolin Temple, the left and right compartments, are crowded with heroes from all walks of life and masters of various factions.

Among the martial arts characters from all walks of life, some have enmity with Xie Xun, and they are planning to kill him to avenge his hatred; Some covet the dragon slaying knife, wishful thinking to win the treasure knife and become the supreme martial arts; Some have personal grudges with each other and want to take the opportunity to make a decision;

And most people came to see the excitement of this martial arts event so as not to miss it. Shaolin Temple sent more than 100 monks to receive and lead them to rest in various places in the temple.

At noon, all the monks in the temple invited the heroes to come to a large square on the right side of the mountain.

It was originally a vegetable garden of hundreds of acres where monks planted vegetables, but at this time it had been flattened and dozens of large wooden sheds were erected.

Qunhao sat down with the guidance of the monk of Zhike. The various sects and gangs will sit in a circle and surround the martial arts stage set up in the middle.

Ling Yun swept away at a glance, Xian Yutong, the head of the six major factions of Zhonghua Mountain, had died in Wan'an Temple, and the position of the head was vacant.

The arched head of the Emei faction among the people is indeed Zhou Zhiruo.

But at this time, it was not as in the original plot, Zhou Zhiruo took out the Nine Yin True Scripture in the Yitian Sword after stealing the Yitian Sword and the Dragon Slaying Knife, and there was no Yitian Sword in his hand.

But looking at her calm appearance, and the respect that the Emei disciples showed to her, it must be that the exterminator has too much to keep a back hand, so that she can sit firmly in the position of the head.

As in the original plot, Shaolin Kongzhi stood on the stage and began to speak:

"The golden lion king Xie Xun is a disaster for martial arts, and he is guilty of a lot of crimes, but fortunately he was captured by our temple. The Shaolin faction does not dare to be self-dictatorated, and respectfully invites all those who respect martial arts to discuss the disposal strategy. ”

The other sects watched the play without any movement, but the Mingjiao sect members were already in an uproar.

"Old monk, you forgot so quickly how we sacrificed our lives to save you from Wan'an Temple?

A few days after the fire was extinguished, it began to take revenge? ”

Among the five scattered people, Zhou Dian was the most upright, and he couldn't help shouting first.

Looking at Kong Zhi and the other sect leaders, they all looked guilty and lowered their heads in embarrassment.

Ling Yun and the others saw Kong Zhi's face tangled and guilty, and they understood in their hearts that Fan Yao had said that Cheng Kun had controlled the Shaolin Temple, and now it was true.

Before the heads of other sects could open their mouths to intercede for Xie Xun, suddenly a voice came from the crowd:

"This Xie Xun has done a lot of evil, how many decent people in martial arts have died in his hands, and the Shaolin faction can be captured, I think it must be corrected on the spot today in order to benefit the martial arts."

Everyone followed the sound and saw that it was a young man in his thirties from the beggar gang, who was also wearing a beggar uniform, but his clothes were cleanly washed, and he was carrying eight cloth bags on his back.

Ling Yun's heart jumped, and he understood that this person must be Cheng Kun's apprentice, and the beggar helped the Eight Bags Elder Chen Youliang forgive.

Before the words fell, hundreds of people around echoed the voice, saying that it was better to kill them as soon as possible.

Among them, there are the bitter masters of the people Xie Xun has killed, and they are also mixed with the traitors who are embedded by Cheng Kun.

Seeing this, Ling Yun didn't want to waste too much time, so he asked directly:

"Empty Wisdom Monk, how Shaolin is going to deal with my stepfather and the Dragon Slayer Knife now, please make it clear."

Kong Zhi opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak, only to hear a monk among the Shaolin monks suddenly speak:

"Shaolin Pai Xi is the master, but unfortunately the abbot suddenly fell seriously ill, and Senior Brother Kongzhi has been ordered to take charge.

In the opinion of the master, the participants are full of heroes, and there are many talents, as long as everyone shows their hands, which one of them is on the spot, Xie Xun is at his disposal, and the dragon slaying knife is also in his hands, and the heroes return to their hearts, isn't it better? ”

Sora Zhi stood in place, motionless, as if this person had a higher status in the temple than him.

When everyone saw that this person had a strange face and could represent Shaolin, they were all surprised. Only the people of the Ming Sect understand that this monk is a faction of Chengkun compared to it.

It is guessed that the abbot of Kongwen has fallen into the hands of Yuanzhen, and Master Kongzhi has been held hostage by this group of traitors, so he will behave like this.

Ling Yun saw that everyone had no objection when he heard it, and his heart was a little calm, and everyone present was not afraid at all with his martial arts internal strength at the moment.

At this moment, if the plot develops normally, it will be the most beneficial to you.

At that moment, there was no longer any delay, he got up and flew up, jumped on the stage, and glanced at Kong Zhi, who saw Ling Yun coming up, bowed his head, and stepped back from the stage with a guilty face.

Ling Yun looked around with his fists and said:

"Seniors, I am Mingjiao Zhang Wuji, this time I came to rescue my father-in-law, the Golden Retriever Lion King, and I also ask you to raise your noble hands."

Everyone in the audience was shocked when they saw Ling Yun jumping into the ring first, Zhang Wuji's name had already spread throughout the martial arts in the past few days.

Guangming is a husband who is brave and defeats the six major factions, and there are brave and resourceful rescuers in Wan'an Temple, and he has long been regarded as the first person in martial arts in everyone's hearts.

And the heads and masters of each faction did not speak out when they thought of Mingjiao's help.

Cheng Kun and his family were extremely anxious when they saw that Zhang Wuji was directly bombed from the beginning, disrupting all the deployments.

Seeing this, Chen Youliang turned his mind and shouted loudly:

"Even if your Mingjiao power is monstrous, no matter how high your martial arts are Zhang Wuji, it is impossible to cover the sky with one hand, Xie Xun has killed so many martial arts people, can he just let him get away with it, where is the justice of martial arts!"

Hearing Chen Youliang's incitement, many bitter masters who came to take revenge suddenly fried the pot, and their anger gradually suppressed the fear in their hearts and began to echo it.

Ling Yun had expected such a thing, so he used his internal force and coughed, and suddenly like spring thunder, he overshadowed all the sounds on the field, and everyone only felt that their eardrums were buzzing, and their hearts were horrified.

After feeling it firsthand, I knew that the rumors were true, and this Mowgli's internal force was indeed unfathomable.

After Ling Yun suppressed everyone's voices, he cleared his throat and repeated Cheng Kun's various conspiracies and tricks over the years in front of everyone.

Chen Youliang and Cheng Kun's mole listened to the constant change of face, red and white.

After hearing this, everyone on the field was skeptical, and the discussion became louder and louder.

Ling Yun was worried that things would change, his eyes froze, and then he said:

"Let's not mention this matter for the time being, now that Shaolin has set up the ring, let's follow the rules first. Please give me advice. ”

After Ling Yun finished speaking, his eyes swept around the field.

At this time, the six major factions all wanted to take the opportunity to show their goodwill, and they also taught a favor, but no one came to fight.

And the strength of other sect masters Yu Lingyun did not dare to come to the stage to fight.

Cheng Kun's traitors, look at me, I look at you, they are not sure that they can defeat Ling Yun, and no one dares to move.

Seeing this, Kong Zhi let out a long breath, and without waiting for others to make a move, he hurriedly walked to the stage and recited the Buddha's name:

"Amitabha, since no one of you has challenged it, then the power to dispose of the Golden Retriever Lion King and the Dragon Slayer Knife belongs to Sect Leader Zhang."