"Die!" Chen Nan snorted coldly, an afterimage crossed in place, and a punch came towards the late stage of the ground level, and the powerful momentum made the late stage of the ground level completely suppressed, and he found that he couldn't move at all under the other party's punch.

"Amitabha!" With a loud Buddha call, a big monk wearing a red robe fluttered down from the top of the main hall, and his fist against Chen Nan was also punched.

"Boom!" the fists of the two collided together, and the ground suddenly rose into a violent wind, and the ground was swept out of a large crater by the energy. "Teng Teng Teng!" Chen Nan took three steps back, and because the great monk was condescending, he flew out more than a foot away, so that the thousand catties could stop the decline.

Chen Nan looked up, but recognized the person, who turned out to be the great monk who told himself a fortune under the Yanjing overpass that day.

"It turned out to be a master, don't come unharmed. Chen Nan looked at the other party coldly, he had already tried out the opponent's jin two with a blow just now, and his own skill was between him, but he was not even afraid of the fierce rush, how could he be afraid of the great monk?

"Amitabha!" The great monk's face flushed, and he smiled bitterly, although the blow just now seemed to be evenly divided, but he himself knew very well that he was condescending and had a geographical advantage, and he was still inferior in terms of skill, thinking that he was in Yanjing that day, the other party only had a ground-level cultivation, but now he killed Li Chong, and he was already the first person in the hidden door, and he couldn't help but feel a little bitter.

But the great monk quickly adjusted his mentality and said: "I really didn't expect that Yanjing's skills would be so good that the little donor's skills have been perfected, which really makes the old man admire." ”

Chen Nan smiled, "Master, you came to the Diancang Sect for no reason, didn't you come to tell me a fortune, right?"

"Hehe!" The old monk touched the ring scar on his head and said with a smile: "I came to Cang to deliberately let your subordinates show mercy, don't kill them all, let go of Cang Yima, and let everyone present, after all, they were forced, and it was not their intention to be an enemy of you." ”

"Isn't that really the intention?" Chen Nan sneered, "If I am defeated by Li Chong, will these people let me go?"

The old monk made a mockery again, "What the donor said is true, but if you think about it, do they have a choice?"

Chen Nan snorted coldly, "If they kill me, will you be happy?"

The old monk smiled indifferently, but he was not annoyed or angry: "I really don't hide it from the little benefactor, I call myself the master of the seven wounds, and that gangster is my disciple......"

"Hmph!" Chen Nan snorted coldly, "So the master came today to seek justice for his disciple? Your disciple is chivalrous on the surface, but behind the scenes, he does things like chickens and dogs, don't you want to eradicate him, but still protect him?"

"Definitely!" the old monk shook his head again and again, "Li Chong stole my Seven Fists Fist Spectrum of Chasing the Wind and the Sun down the mountain that day, I read a master-apprentice game, and did not chase and kill him, but then he repeatedly committed great evils, and even killed the divine swordsman Shangguan Yijian, and did something that was inferior to such pigs and dogs, but he has already achieved his wings, and I have nothing to do with him, you kill him, I am too late to be grateful, how can I come forward for him?"

Chen Nan narrowed his eyes, the old monk actually knew that he had killed Li Chong, which showed that he might be nearby when he and Li Chong fought a decisive battle, but he didn't make a sneak attack, which means that his words are still credible.

"Amitabha, poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a deep dream. The old monk suddenly chanted, and then looked at Chen Nan and said, "Do you remember what the poor monk sent you under the overpass?"

Chen Nan's heart trembled suddenly, but his tone was much more respectful, and he looked at the old monk and said, "Is this the snow that the master is talking about?"

"Yes, the little benefactor is really a person who values love and righteousness. Lao Heshang nodded, and continued: "I had the honor to see Miss Qingxue in Cangtai that day, she tried to jump into the river, but I persuaded her to dispel the idea of jumping into the river, saying that no matter whether you live or die, I want to see you...... That's why I said this sentence under the Yanjing overpass, poor and uncertain riverside bones, like a person in a deep dream, you must already know the meaning of this sentence, right?"

At this point, the old monk paused.

Chen Nan's heart immediately tingled, how could he not understand the meaning of this sentence? That is, although Qingxue fell into the red dust and did not know her life and death, her sweetheart was still the deepest concern in her dreams.

"Master, don't say it again, I'll sell you this face today, and thank you for saving Qingxue's life back then!" As he spoke, Chen Nan gave a deep salute to the Master of the Seven Injuries.

"Amitabha!" the old monk chanted the Buddha's name, "the little benefactor said seriously. ”

When everyone present saw the old monk begging for mercy, they all breathed a sigh of relief, and they all quietly took back their killing intent.

Just when everyone was relaxing, Chen Nan suddenly snorted coldly, which made everyone's hearts rise again, only to hear Chen Nan say: "I can let go of the people present, but Luo Yinggu must not let go, what else......?"

After speaking, Chen Nan glanced at Shangguan Xiaoshuang who was following behind him, and considering that she was homeless, he said: "Li Chong is dead, and the head of the Diancang faction will be the head of the Xiaoshuang faction." ”

As he spoke, Chen Nan's gaze swept towards the disciples of the Diancang Sect. Seeing this situation, the only remaining day of the Diancang Sect took the lead in kneeling down at Shangguan Xiaoshuang, his voice was like a bell, and he said in an extremely respectful tone: "I'll wait to see the head of Shangguan!"

He knelt down, not to mention the rest of the disciples, who followed and bowed, not only the disciples of the Diancang faction, but also the surviving people of the other sects, and they all knelt down in the square, and they all came to see the new head of Diancang.

Seeing this situation, Shangguan Xiaoshuang was a little at a loss, she was only 17 years old after all, how could she have thought that she would sit on the Hidden Gate and be the head of the Diancang faction.

The late congenital stepped forward and said: "Shangguan is in charge, you are the head of the house, I don't think you should shirk it." ”

Everyone persuaded each other, and Shangguan Xiaoshuang couldn't help but look at Chennan. Chen Nan nodded at her and smiled: "Miss Xiaoshuang, since everyone is sincere, why do you want to refuse? If you insist on not being the leader, won't you live up to everyone's kindness?"

"Alright then, I'll just be the head of the house. Shangguan Xiaoshuang said, suddenly the disciples of Diancang were jubilant, and anyone could see that Shangguan Xiaoshuang's backer was Chennan, and with him, the Diancang faction was still the number one faction in the hidden sect.

"Amitabha!" the old monk bowed slightly at Shangguan Xiaoshuang, "Miss Xiaoshuang is the daughter of a divine swordsman, and it is expected that you will be the head of the family." ”