Cheng Kun has been roaming the rivers and lakes for decades, and he has naturally heard of the Golden Silkworm Gu Poison. Before he was poisoned, he said that the pain in the world was nothing more than the hatred of Yang Dingtian's wife, but after experiencing this poison, he knew the horror of this thing, the pain of life and death was enough to make people completely nervous.

At this moment, he just wanted to finish quickly, so that he could be relieved as soon as possible.

According to Meng Fan, Cheng Kun revealed all his plans, and even Meng Fan did not mention that he lured Xie Xun to kill the Kongjian Monk and consciously said it.

Originally, Monk Kongzhi was still a little skeptical, thinking that Cheng Kun was forced to admit it because he couldn't stand the pain of the Golden Silkworm Gu poison, but after hearing the cause of Kongji's death, he no longer had any reason to be suspicious.

"Evil animal, deceive the teacher and destroy the ancestors, the old man will kill you!" The fiery emptiness had already cracked his fingers, and before Cheng Kun finished speaking, he slapped it towards the top of his head.

"Wait!" Meng Fan stretched out his arm and opened his empty palm.

"What's the matter, Meng Shi mainly stopped the old man from cleaning up the portal?" The emptiness sank like water, and his eyes stared at Meng Fan. Today, Shaolin has lost face, and he will never allow Cheng Kun, a traitor, to be held in his hands again.

Seeing the appearance of emptiness, Meng Fan shook his head and smiled: "No, it's not a pity for Cheng Kun to die, but he has a deep blood feud with all factions, so I think it's better to choose another person and execute him in public, so as to understand his enmity with various factions." ”

Although the disciples of the Kongtong faction died at the hands of Xie Xun, it was Cheng Kun who instigated it, and this time the encirclement and suppression of Guangming Ding, Cheng Kun also had a share of the enmity of the dead disciples of each faction.

Meng Shaoxia was reasonable, and Tang thought that he should be tried and executed in such a public manner. When Tang Wenliang of the Kongtong faction heard this, he immediately opened his mouth to echo. Since he knew that when Xie Xun captured the Seven Injuries Boxing Spectrum, it was Cheng Kun who secretly injured him, and he couldn't wait to avenge this big revenge with his own hands.

Tang Wenliang's voice fell, and he saw Zhou Dian, one of the five scattered people, struggling to stand up, and shouted: "This traitor killed my Sect Yang Sect Master, and he should be handed over to my Ming Sect!"

As soon as Zhou Dian's words came out, he was immediately echoed by the Mingjiao congregation, and for a while, angry scolding came one after another.

When Kong Zhi heard this, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly: "This matter is absolutely impossible!" Although Cheng Kun deserves to die, if he dies in the hands of Mingjiao, what kind of face will he have in Shaolin.

Meng Fan also guessed what Kong Zhi was thinking, and immediately suggested: "Since you can't argue, I think it's better for my apprentice to do it, how about it?"

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhang Wuji and blinked quickly. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji was stunned for a moment, and then showed gratitude, he knew that the master was giving him a chance to avenge his father-in-law with his own hands.

Kong Zhiluo groaned, then nodded and agreed, he was worried that if the dispute continued, all factions would have to come to the knife in person, and then Shaolin would have no face.

Seeing that Kong Zhi nodded, the other factions had no objections. Seeing this, Zhang Wuji walked quickly to Cheng Kun, looking at this villain who had harmed his stepfather for half his life with a complicated expression.

After Cheng Kun admitted everything, Meng Fan was impatient to listen to his miserable howl, so he lit his dumb hole. At this moment, when he saw Zhang Wuji coming, a look of relief suddenly flashed in his eyes.

Although Zhang Wuji was eager to dismantle Cheng Kun into eight pieces, but seeing that the other party's whole body trembled because of the pain of the golden silkworm Gu poison, and the resentment in his heart also dissipated most of it, he took a deep breath and slapped his right hand on Cheng Kun's chest.

After a muffled sound, Cheng Kun's face turned pale, and a wisp of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and then the whole person fell straight up, but he was shocked by Zhang Wuji's palm and died.

Seeing this, Meng Fan sighed secretly, Cheng Kun died, I am afraid that there will be no lion slaughter conference in the future, and even Shi Huolong, the leader of the beggar gang, has escaped death because of this.

Thinking of this, Meng Fan suddenly thought about it, and a touch of joy arose in his heart, but he thought of a good thing. At that moment, he held back his thoughts, raised his head and smiled: "Everyone, now that the truth is revealed, I don't know what your decision is?"

The voice fell, and the short old man of Huashan immediately continued: "The Huashan faction is going down the mountain, everyone, farewell!" Since Bai Yuan did not die in the hands of the Ming Sect, there was naturally no grudge between the Huashan faction and the Ming Sect.

As soon as Huashan left, the three factions of Kongtong, Kunlun, and Shaolin also resigned and left one after another.

At this time, I saw Yin Liting rushing out with a sword, and said in a deep voice: "The surname Meng, I have a deep enmity with that Yang Xiao, I have to kill him today, how are you doing?"

Meng Fan naturally knew what Yin Li Pavilion was about, but he didn't bother to care about the bad things between them, and immediately instructed Zhang Wuji: "Wuji, you also know the cause of Ji Xiaofu's death, you go and explain it to your sixth uncle." After that, he didn't bother anymore.

Yin Liting heard Meng Fan's salutation, he was instantly stunned on the spot, as soon as he woke up, he immediately looked at Zhang Wuji, and when he saw that the other party's appearance was six or seven points similar to Zhang Cuishan's youth, he suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Wuji's arm, and exclaimed excitedly: "Are you Wuji's fifth brother's son?"

Yin Liting's voice was much louder than Meng Fan's, and when Song Yuanqiao and the others heard this, they looked at each other, almost unable to believe their ears. Subsequently, one by one stepped forward to surround Zhang Wuji.

Zhang Wuji's face was also full of excitement at the moment, he had several uncles to continue his life with internal strength when he was a child, and he was extremely grateful in his heart, so he didn't say a word at the moment, and fell to the ground.

Extinction was also a burst of surprise, she didn't expect that this young man who took her three palms was actually the son of Wudang Zhang Cuishan, silent for a while, she turned her head to look at Meng Fan, and shouted: "The surname Meng, you pay close attention to the Heavenly Sword, he will definitely take it back with his own hands." ”

After speaking, he turned around and left, followed by his disciples.

At this time, Yang Xiao and Yin Tianzheng glanced at each other, and bowed down in front of Meng Fan, "All the members of the Ming Sect and the Heavenly Eagle Sect, thank you Meng Daxia for protecting the sect and saving your life!" Behind the two, all the sect members also knelt on the ground one after another.

Meng Fan stretched out his hand and said with a chuckle: "It's not necessary, I inadvertently took the things of the Mingjiao, and it is just a matter of repaying the Mingjiao to protect the Mingjiao." ”

When Yang Xiao heard this, his heart moved, and he groaned slightly, he suddenly raised his head and asked, "Forgive Yang for being rude, I don't know if Meng Daxia is taking the Qiankun Great Shift?"

"Yes, that's it. Meng Fan had his own ideas, and he didn't hide them at the moment, as he spoke, he nodded and praised: "Speaking of which, this "Great Shift of Qiankun" is really a great magic skill, after Meng Mou practiced to the seventh layer, his martial arts have improved a lot!"

Yang Xiao let out an "ah", his eyes looked at Meng Fan in disbelief, you must know that he has only practiced to the second layer after cultivating the Great Shift of the Qiankun for decades, and Meng Fan has actually practiced to the seventh layer, which is even more terrifying than the previous sect leader Yang Dingtian.

Although Yin Tianzheng and the others didn't know the difficulty of the cultivation of the Great Shift, they saw that Yang Xiao was so surprised, and they also roughly guessed some reasons.

Meng Fan was very satisfied with Yang Xiao's reflection, he deliberately said that he had practiced to the seventh layer, the purpose was to reduce the difficulty of his entry into the Ming Sect.

Just as Yang Xiao was amazed, Yin Liting suddenly roared and staggered towards the bottom of the mountain. Immediately afterwards, Mo Shenggu and Song Qingshu chased Yin Liting down the mountain, while Song Yuanqiao and the others unexpectedly stayed.

Seeing this scene, Meng Fan was slightly stunned, and at this time, Yang Xiao and the others suddenly bowed down again and shouted in unison: "Yang Xiao (Yin Tianzheng, Wei Yixiao...... Meet the Master!"

Although he had long expected that Yang Xiao and the others would regard him as the sect leader, at this moment, Meng Fan still couldn't help but be a little excited. As the leader of the Ming Sect, he is one step closer to his goal of expelling Meng Yuan.

However, in ancient times, it was important to pay attention to three ways and three concessions, and Meng Fan was not easy to take place directly. However, Yang Xiao and the others were determined to ask him to be the sect leader, and after some excuses, Meng Fan finally agreed.