Zhang Wuji and the people of the Ming Sect on the side were all shocked when they saw this, and they didn't expect that Xie Xun would do such a thing.

"Father!"

Zhang Wuji exclaimed, and just wanted to step forward, but Cheng Kun's face suddenly turned pale, and he suddenly slapped it towards Xie Xun.

This palm, if it is really true, I am afraid that Xie Xun will be killed on the spot.

However, Zhao Feng had been guarding against Cheng Kun for a long time, and when he saw this, he immediately dodged in front of Xie Xun.

With a bang, Cheng Kun was slapped by the power of his palm, counterattacked on himself, and flew out directly.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he passed out on the spot.

"Father!"

Zhang Wuji didn't care about Chengkun at all, stretched out his hand to hold Xie Xun, and said in a loud voice.

"Father, why are you doing this?"

Xie Xun looked calm, smiled and said.

"Wuji, my father-in-law has killed countless people over the years, and today's fate can be regarded as understanding the grievances of the year!"

As he spoke, Xie Xun turned his head to look at the rest of the people from the martial arts sect and said in a deep voice.

"Ladies and gentlemen, in order to take revenge, I, Xie Xun, set off a bloody storm in the rivers and lakes!"

"You may be from the same family, or you may be relatives and friends who have been poisoned by me!"

"Today, if you want to take revenge first, come! I, Xie Xun, have run out of effort, you are free!".

Hearing Xie Xun's words, the faces of the people of the Ming Sect suddenly changed, and they immediately stood in front of Xie Xun.

"Everyone!"

Xie Xun felt everyone's movements, his face suddenly sank, and he said coldly.

"If you still treat me as a friend and a brother, then get out of the way!"

"Mowgli, no matter what the outcome of this matter is, you can't find anyone to take revenge!"

Seeing Xie Xun say this, Zhang Wuji and the others could only look helpless, and stood aside one after another.

"Xie Xun, you stole the Seven Wounds Fist of our Kongtong faction back then, and let our master die of resentment, this hatred, we ...... it."

The fifth elder of Kongtong stepped forward and looked at Xie Xun's gloomy face, but looked at his appearance at the moment

"Phew!"

The five of them spat heavily on Xie Xun, stomped their feet and turned to leave.

The rest of the people in the rivers and lakes stepped forward one after another and watched Xie Xun tell the past events of the year.

However, these people have been looking for Xie Xun for so many years.

Half is for revenge, and the other half is for the dragon slaying knife in Xie Xun's hand.

Now that the dragon slaying knife is gone, Xie Xun's appearance makes them suddenly feel that the hatred of the past seems to have dissipated a lot.

What's more, although Xie Xun said that he would not let Zhang Wuji take revenge.

But this Zhang Wuji's strength at the moment is far beyond everyone else, who dares to guarantee it.

The front foot killed Xie Xun, and the back foot Mingjiao will not give them small shoes!

"Xie Xun!"

Just after everyone retreated, Zhou Zhiruo reached out and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, and walked in front of Xie Xun.

"Over the years, if it weren't for you, our Emei faction would have been able to get back the Heavenly Sword Dragon Slayer!"

"My master will not die if he exterminates his master!"

"All these things are caused by you, and I will kill you today to jealous the spirit of the master in the sky!"

As she spoke, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly raised her palm, just wanting to slap it down.

It's just that just when her internal force was running, her face changed suddenly.

The internal force in her body, as if it was uncontrollable, suddenly swam wildly in her body.

With a pop, a mouthful of blood spurted out when Zhou Zhiruo boarded.

Seeing this, Zhao Feng's face suddenly changed.

Although Zhou Zhiruo's temperament is not very good, he is his apprentice after all.

In this Yitian world, there are not many talented seedlings.

If only this were missing

One, I don't know how long I'll be looking for it!

Thinking of this, Zhao Feng immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hand and pointed at her acupuncture points, and turned his head to look at Kongwendao.

"Master Kongwen, I'm going to heal her immediately!"

Hearing this, Kongwen's face also changed slightly.

Everyone knew that if Zhi was not a good thing this week, she wanted to kill Xie Xun just now, so why did Zhao Feng still heal her.

"Master Zhao, the head of this week, just did these things, ...... you?"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Feng said in a cold voice.

"No matter what, this Zhou Zhiruo is my apprentice!"

Hearing this, Kong Wen also nodded and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, Master Zhao, please come with me!"

Here, Kong Wen took Zhao Feng to treat Zhou Zhiruo's injuries, and Zhang Wuji and others also hurriedly took Xie Xun to rest.

A day passed in a blink of an eye, and under Zhao Feng's treatment, Zhou Zhiruo's injury was finally stabilized.

However, he remained unconscious.

This made Zhao Feng a little anxious.

If it is according to the development of the original book, Zhiruo will lose her memory in the end this week.

Hopefully, with her own teachings, she won't be like this.

"Master, Zhou, how is Senior Sister Zhou?"

Just as Zhao Feng went out, Zhang Wuji also hurriedly greeted him and asked with some concern.

Zhao Feng looked at Zhang Wuji and smiled hehehe.

"Mowgli, you're worried about her injuries too?"

Zhang Wuji sighed and nodded.

"Master, no matter what, Zhiruo is my junior sister after all!"

"Moreover, I was able to survive back then, and she also had a meal for me!"

Zhao Feng smiled and nodded.

"Yes, Mowgli, I didn't mistake you as a teacher!"

"Don't worry, I'm here, Zhiruo will be fine!"

As he spoke, Zhao Feng looked up at Zhang Wuji, but said with some surprise.

"Unexpectedly, in just one day, your Jiuyang Divine Skill has already been practiced to the eighth layer! Not bad, not bad."

Zhang Wuji scratched his head and looked at Zhao Fengdao.

"I didn't expect that yesterday when I saw my father-in-law finally let Cheng Kun go, I suddenly understood something!"

"This Nine Yang Divine Skill immediately also ran to the eighth layer!"

Zhao Feng smiled and patted Zhang Wuji's shoulder and said.

"Yes, yes!"

"Mowgli, as a teacher, I didn't look at the wrong person, in the rivers and lakes in the future, I will definitely respect you! I hope you will continue to uphold justice and bring peace to the world."

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand.

"Master, don't say that, you're still so young, even if I cultivate for a few more decades, I won't be able to catch up with you!"

Zhao Feng waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Mowgli, the master hasn't told you!"

"What is cultivated for the teacher is the innate divine skill, and after this cultivation reaches a certain level, it will not be able to continue to stay in the earthly world!"

"Recently, I have felt that that day is getting closer and closer!"

When Zhang Wuji heard this, he suddenly looked confused, and hurriedly asked.

"Master, do you mean, can you still fly?"