Chapter VIII. Dragon Slayer Knife and Xie Xun I want Wudang!

Xian Yutong's frightened and gaffe reaction was almost equivalent to admitting what Lu Zhi said, and for a while, everyone's eyes looking at the head of Huashan couldn't help but become a little strange in an instant.

This is really unseemly, the 'highly respected' head of Huashan has actually done such a despicable thing behind his back!

And the old monks of Shaolin Temple were stared at by Lu Zhi's malicious and undisguised gaze, and they were even more panicked, for fear that something unfavorable to them would suddenly break out from the mouth of this little Taoist priest.

They don't want to end up like Xian Yutong... In front of the heroes of the world, exposing the most ugly thing in his life, his reputation is still secondary, and even if they are humiliated by Shaolin, it is really difficult to redeem death!

The three old monks who led the team glanced at each other without a trace, and one of them stepped out in an instant and walked in front of the person.

"Song Daxia, this is your Wudang hospitality? In the face of so many fellow martial arts practitioners, is it too contemptuous of me to send only one young disciple to deal with us and others?! ”

Hearing the old Shaolin monk's question, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help frowning, he originally thought it was inappropriate, and was about to say a few words to Lu Zhi.

But the old monk's questioning made his heart instantly ignite.

What's wrong? If you test pressure on me in Wudang, so many people persecute my fifth brother, won't you make a voice out of my Wudang people?

Song Yuanqiao didn't answer, just grimaced, glanced at the old monk, and then glanced back at Zhang Sanfeng and asked him how to express his position.

Zhang Sanfeng didn't speak, but he nodded slightly at Song Yuanqiao with a faint expression.

After receiving Zhang Sanfeng's signal, Song Yuanqiao felt more confident in his heart, and even responded: "Qingzhi is the leader of the three generations of my Wudang disciples, and there is nothing wrong with him going out to answer with all the heroes on behalf of my Wudang, and there is no intention to look down on you." ”

"Song Daxia, you?!"

Another old monk stepped forward to stop the angry old monk, raised a single palm and saluted the Wudang people.

"Amitabha, this Qingzhi Daoist, the old man is polite."

Lu Zhi also replied with a normal look: "The senior monk is polite, and the trail is also polite." ”

In any case, this face course still has to be done.

"Since Song Daxia and Zhang Zhenren have handed over the task of negotiating with the heroes of the world such as me to Daoist Qingzhi, the old monk has a few questions, and I also ask Daoist Qingzhi to give me answers one by one."

"Monk, please speak."

"One of them is my Shaolin lay disciple, Du Dajin's family was slaughtered, this matter has passed for so many years, Wudang should also give me an explanation for Shaolin!"

Lu Zhi glanced at the old monk, and thought that this new old monk had something new, but it turned out to be the same old thing, and he made a fuss about these things over and over again.

"Confess? Then I'm going to ask the monks? What do you mean by this explanation? ”

The old monk frowned: "Daoist Qingzhi, what do you mean by this?" ”

"It's literally... You Shaolin has always claimed that it was my Wudang Uncle Zhang Cuishan who killed Du Dajin's family, but did you see this with your own eyes? And what are the proofs? ”

"And my fifth uncle has already replied to you that the murder of Du Dajin's family has nothing to do with him! After so many years, I'm afraid you Shaolin have already found out something, right? Why do you want to frame my fifth uncle? ”

"On the contrary, it was Du Dajin's early years that the dart was unfavorable, causing my third uncle to break the bones and meridians of his whole body..."

"Even if this Dajin is not killed, according to the rules, it is inevitable that there will be three knives and six holes to repay this matter, so where did you Shaolin get such a thick skin, but put on a victim to interrogate me Wudang?"

Lu Zhi's unceremonious reply and sarcasm, the angry Shaolin monks' eyes were round, and their mouths trembled slightly.

"Humph!" The old monk snorted coldly with hatred, "Okay! This matter has already become a headless public case, you Qingzhi Daoist insists on messing around, and the old monk is not easy to argue with you, so let's talk about the golden lion king Xie Xun! ”

"That Xie Xun has done a lot of evil and committed a lot of crimes in the rivers and lakes.... Whether it is out of the righteousness of the rivers and lakes or the wishes of the heroes of the world, Zhang Cuishan of your Wudang should stand up and make Xie Xun's news public! ”

Lu Zhi smiled lightly: "Master, you are wrong again, what does Xie Xun's crime have to do with my fifth uncle?" ”

"As for the news of Xie Xun and the Dragon Slayer Knife, this is not sure that you will bother... The dragon slaying knife was originally obtained by my third uncle, and my third uncle ended up with all the meridians of his body broken because of this, so I should not give up this dragon slaying knife in my martial arts! ”

"And Xie Xun has also been trapped on an overseas island, which is equivalent to captivity, if you still want to find him to take revenge, you can find it yourself."

At this time, Lu Zhi was already ready to take the initiative in the matter.

"This Taoist is so majestic!" But someone was dissatisfied with Lu Zhi and stood up.

And the person who spoke out was the head of Emei, the famous extermination master in the rivers and lakes!

"The ownership of the dragon slaying knife is not something that you, a little Taoist, can decide! And in your words, there is a lot of meaning to protect the thief Xie Xun, is this your Wudang attitude?! ”

"That's right! How can you Wudang have the qualifications to decide the ownership of the Dragon Slaying Knife? ”

"Then Xie Xun's dog thief killed thirteen lives of my master! I will break his body into pieces, and you don't want to protect him! ”

"This is your Wudang's explanation?!"

For a while, the atmosphere in the field suddenly became tense.

"It's... Green plants? Seeing this situation, Song Yuanqiao couldn't help but panic a little, for fear that Lu Zhi would cause public anger.

Lu Zhi glanced at Song Yuanqiao, and couldn't help but be a little disappointed in his heart, his own cheap master is really a little weak, you just treat those guys as dogs, and don't care about him.

Simply, Lu Zhi simply went straight to the end, stepped forward, and said loudly.

"You don't have to argue with me anymore, if you have any dissatisfaction, you can follow the rules of the rivers and lakes."

"Now the Dragon Slayer Knife and Xie Xun are in the hands of my Wudang, whether you want the Dragon Slayer Knife or Xie Xun, then draw the line, with the rules of the rivers and lakes, as long as one of you can beat my Wudang, you can take the Dragon Slayer Knife and Xie Xun!"

After arguing with these so-called 'heroes of the rivers and lakes' for so long, Lu Zhi has long been impatient, and if he is not convinced, then it is better to directly compare whose fists are bigger.

In the rivers and lakes, the winner is king!

He attributed the Dragon Slayer Knife and Xie Xun to their Wudang heads, in order to avoid more quarrels.

Whether it's the Dragon Slayer Knife or Xie Xun, they want Wudang, if they don't accept it, let's compare and see if it's your fists and feet, or my Wudang's long sword is sharper!

Although doing so will make them Wudang the target of public criticism, but in this way, all the righteousness of the rivers and lakes, and the dispute between the righteous path and the demon path, will all become bullshit, and those guys with ulterior motives don't want to make any small moves in the name of righteousness.