Wudang Mountain.

Zhenwu Palace.

The eyes of the martial arts heroes widened, and they couldn't believe their eyes.

Iron Shoulder, Wang Shibao, Bashan Xiaogu, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi, and several of the most important disciples under the Wudang Sect all had one or two masters lying in a pool of blood.

They had all kinds of blades in their hands, some of which were even against them.

For example, the beggar Wang Shibao couldn't help but reach out and touch his waist, and there was warmth and wetness between his fingers, and he was stabbed with a sword in the waist.

But the sword pierced only his flesh and did not seriously injure him.

It's not that the opponent's strength is not enough, but that when the opponent stabbed out this sword, he was attacked, making the follow-up weak and falling in a pool of blood.

Otherwise, he will surely die under this sword.

The others were similar, although they all suffered some flesh wounds, but none of them were seriously injured, but all of their assassins fell.

At the moment when the lights were just turned off, these prepared assassins shot together to assassinate them, but they didn't expect someone to be behind them.

At the moment of their assassination, they were killed.

Then.

Everyone's eyes focused on Shi Yan, the head of Wudang, and Mu Daoren, the elder of Wudang.

I saw that Mu Daoren was still holding the head sword Seven Star Sword on Shi Yan's waist in his hand, motionless, as if he had been caught in the acupoint.

"Jiang Shenzhuo, what do you mean by this?"

Mu Daoren stared at the side and asked.

Only then did everyone find that there was already one more person next to Mu Daoren.

A handsome young man with a lazy smile on his face.

He was holding a purple and gold crown in his hand, which was the Dao crown worn on the head of the Wudang sect.

"What do you mean by that?"

Jiang Jian casually threw the purple gold crown to Shi Yan, looked at the wooden man, and said with a smile:

"Do you think I should call the Lord of the Ghost Villa, the old knife handle, or call you the Wooden Daoist?"

Wow!

Everyone was in an uproar, Wudang Elder Mu Daoren is the master of the Ghost Villa, the old knife handle?

Some of those present had heard of Ghost Hills, some of them had not.

But just listen to the name and know that he is not a good person.

What's more, if the Mudao people still have a hidden identity, they definitely have a big plan.

What's more, the assassination just now, even if you don't know about the Ghost Villa, you can think that these assassins are the people of the Ghost Villa at this moment.

And Mu Daoren is the old knife handle of the lord of the Ghost Villa, doesn't it mean that he planned this assassination?

"I don't understand what you're saying!"

"Say I'm the Lord of Ghost Hills, what evidence do you have?"

The Mu Dao people still want to struggle, because even in the Ghost Mountain Villa, few people know that the old knife is him.

"Then why did you take advantage of the fact that the oil lamp was extinguished just now to snatch Shi Yan's head sword, the Seven Star Sword?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone stared at the seven-star sword in Mu Daoren's hand.

Shi Yan's eyes showed a touch of grief, he knew the secret of the Seven Star Sword, so he guessed why the Mu Dao people wanted to grab the Seven Star Sword.

"I didn't snatch the seven-star sword, but sensed that you were snatching the purple gold crown of the master, so I hurriedly pulled out the sword of the head to meet the enemy!"

Mu Daoren explained.

Everyone nodded, and this explanation also made sense.

However, Iron Shoulder, Wang Shibao, Bashan Xiaogu, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi and others guessed that it was Jiang Prison who rescued them just now.

Therefore, they did not speak, but chose to wait and see, and at the same time, they also suspected the wooden Taoist in their hearts.

After all, so many people lurked in and got the blade, Wudang definitely has a high-powered traitor to do the internal response, otherwise it can't be done at all.

Wudang has a sword pool, and everyone who goes to Wudang must untie their weapons.

But the murderers all got weapons, and they wanted the ever-bright lights in the hall to be extinguished at the same time, and they couldn't do it without internal response.

"If you want to stop me from winning the Purple Gold Crown, just shoot at me directly, why bother to pull out Shi Yan's Seven-Star Sword in one fell swoop?"

Jiang Prison's words also made everyone nod, with the martial arts of the Mu Dao people, if they sensed that someone had snatched Shi Yan's purple gold crown, they could shoot directly.

Although Mudao people are famous for their swordsmanship, their fist kung fu is not weak, and in a hurry, it is far better to deal with it with their fists than to draw someone else's sword.

And the reason why Jiang Prison won the purple gold crown was just to play the role of Ye Xue.

If he didn't make a move, Shi Yan's hand would always press the hilt of the sword, and the Mudao people would not have a chance to grab the sword.

And if the wooden road man doesn't make a move, he can't pinch him yet!

"The reason why you pulled out the Seven Star Sword in the first place is because there is your biggest secret hidden in the hilt!"

"You want to destroy that secret!"

Without giving the wooden Dao people a chance to speak, Jiang Jian continued:

"Because you know that Shi Yan usually carries the seven-star sword with his hand on the hilt, and you don't have a chance to grab the sword, so you designed this assassination!"

"This assassination is not only to seize the sword, but you also have to take the opportunity to eradicate the disciples of Wudang who have the ability to succeed the head of the sect!"

"As long as these people are dead and there is no successor to Wudang, you can only inherit the position of head of the sect by you, the highest-ranking Mudao person!"

"Jiang Shenzhuo, according to what you said, Mu Daoren coveted the position of head of Wudang, but he could have inherited the position of head back then, but he was indifferent to fame and fortune and gave up himself, otherwise he is now the head of Wudang, if he wants to be in charge, why bother?"

Xie Wangsun, the owner of Shenjian Mountain Villa, wondered.

Many people who didn't know the inside story nodded, feeling that it was not reasonable for the Mudao people to covet the position of the head of Wudang.

"Who said he gave up on his own initiative?"

Jiang Prison's gaze swept over everyone, and finally looked at Shi Yan, the head of Wudang:

"Master Shi, did you say it yourself, or did I tell you?"

"Alas!"

Shi Yan sighed and took the Seven Star Sword from Mu Daoren's hand, this matter was originally a Wudang scandal, and he didn't want to talk about it.

But now, I have to say it.

"Actually, Uncle Mu had a lover back then, and he also gave birth to a daughter, who violated the rules of the door, so he had to give up the position of head to my master!"

Shi Yan looked at the Seven Star Sword and sighed:

"This secret is hidden in the hilt of the Seven-Star Sword, so Master Mu wants the Seven-Star Sword just to destroy this secret!"

Wow!

Shi Yan's words were earth-shattering, but he didn't expect that the highly respected and indifferent to fame and fortune of the Mudao people would have an affair with someone back then and give birth to a daughter.

He was not indifferent to fame and fortune and took the initiative to give up the position of the head of Wudang, but he violated the rules of the door and had to give up the position of head to his junior brother Mei Zhenren, that is, Shi Yan's master.

Everyone suddenly realized, no wonder the Mudao people were planning to take the position of the head of Wudang, it turned out to be like this.

"Jiang Prison, how do you know this?"

Mu Daoren gave up struggling, but he still had a lot of doubts:

"Last night, my people obviously saw you boating and swimming in Qianliu Lake with the two palace masters of Invite Moon and Lianxing, why did you appear here?"

"That's not all I know!"

Jiang Jian looked at the Mu Dao people:

"Everyone has seven emotions and six desires, and it is nothing that you have a woman and a daughter!"

"Everybody knows I'm!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing, and the originally dignified atmosphere became relaxed.

"But for the sake of your status in Wudang, you actually came up with marrying your own woman to your lay disciple Ye Lingfeng, and let your children recognize him as a father, which is also wonderful!"

"Ye Lingfeng?"

Hearing this name, the crowd was in an uproar.

"Yushu swordsman Ye Lingfeng? Isn't his wife God-eyed Shen Sanniang? ”

"Shen Sanniang is the cousin of the Mudao people, so the good friend of the Mudao people is Shen Sanniang?"

"I can't imagine that Mudao people are so good at playing, marrying their women to their lay disciples, and letting their children recognize him as their father!"

"But Ye Lingfeng is also miserable, the woman who married the master, can only look at it and can't move!"

"Ye Lingfeng's death is a little strange, maybe he stole his master and was killed by Mu Daoren!"

"Makes sense!"

"Do cousins like to give away cousins these days?"

Li Xunhuan: "......"

I suspect you're dissing me!

Mu Daoren listened to the surrounding discussions, his face was pale, and he was ashamed and indignant.

"You guessed right."

Jiang Jian glanced at everyone and continued: "Later, the Mudao people were old, they couldn't do their best, and they had been wandering outside for many years, Shen Sanniang was lonely and lonely, and Ye Lingfeng, the fake husband, got along day and night, so it was inevitable that he would dry up firewood, make the fake come true, have a personal affair with Ye Lingfeng, and give birth to a daughter Ye Ling. ”

"When the Mu Dao people found out about Ye Ling's existence, they knew that the two had a personal relationship, and they hated them to the core, brutally killed Shen Sanniang, and beat Ye Lingfeng off the cliff!"

"He, Ye Lingfeng, and Shi He established the Ghost Mountain Villa together, and accepted the extremely vicious people of all factions in the rivers and lakes, and planned today's Heavenly Thunder Operation!"

Jiang Jian waved his hand, and the killers of the Ghost Mountain Villa who fell to the ground in a pool of blood revealed their true colors.

"This is Shi He, a disciple of the Mu Dao people, who used to be the most prestigious swordsman in Wudang!"

"This operation is definitely led by the Mudao people!"

"These four people are a little familiar, huh?"

"My God, this seems to be the Shaolin Five Arhats?"

The five Arhats were originally brothers-in-law, and at the same time cut their hair and became monks, and threw themselves into Shaolin, and now there are only four people left, because the eldest brother Wulong Arhat is dead.

When they were young, they had already crisscrossed the rivers and lakes, killing countless people, known as the "dragon, tiger, lion, elephant, leopard" five evil beasts, each of whom had blood on his hands.

But they put down the butcher's knife and became a Buddha on the ground, the notorious five evil beasts, since then have become the five Arhats of Shaolin Temple, no dragon, no tiger, no lion, no elephant, no leopard, only a Buddha heart.

Wulong was in charge of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, as if he already had the identity of a Dharma Protector Elder, but for some reason, he suddenly got drunk overnight, overturned the candlestick, and almost burned the Central Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of Shaolin to a flat ground.

Under the anger of the abbot, in addition to punishing him for facing the wall for ten years, he also scolded him with twenty rings, and Wulong was humiliated and died with hatred.

Brothers and sisters are connected, and the Buddha's hearts of the remaining four Arhats have all turned into killing machines, and they do not hesitate to violate the rules of heaven to assassinate the head.

The people in the rivers and lakes only knew that they did not succeed in that assassination, but no one knew their whereabouts of life and death.

I didn't expect to join Ghost Hills.

Just now they attacked the Shaolin Iron Shoulder Master, if it wasn't for Jiang Prison to kill them, the Iron Shoulder Master Iron Shoulder would have already died in Bliss and went to the West Heaven to see the Buddha.

"This is Gao Tao, who used to be the master of the three halls of incense in the Fengwei Gang, but I didn't expect him to die, no wonder he wanted to assassinate the leader of the Fengwei Gang!"

"This is Gu Feiyun, the heir to the mantle of the Bashan swordsman, and he didn't even die!"

"Bashan is extremely rich in minerals, and it is said that there is also gold sand, of course Gu Feiyun wants to take back the property of the Gu family's Taoist Temple from his cousin Xiao Gu Daoren."

"This is the Megatron Seven Seas One-Armed Divine Dragon Hai Qikuo! He didn't die, but he could no longer gain a foothold on the sea, and it seemed that he wanted to seize the hegemony of the Yangtze River from the water flyers. ”

"This is Guan Tianwu, the Yum Sword King, who fought with Gao Xingkong for the Yandang Portal in the past, and now it is normal to assassinate Gao Xingkong!"

"This is Du Tiexin, the head of the torture hall of the seventy-two villages of the underworld in the past......"

"Ghost Hill is really home to countless vicious death fraudsters!"

"Jiang Shenzhu is really invincible, so many masters were killed by him in an instant!"

"Terrible!"

"No wonder the Marquis of Xiaoyao is not Jiang Shen's opponent!"

"Jiang Shen is really a genius!"

Everyone was amazed, as for the rumors that Jiang Prison was a free marquis, all the old fritters present were there, and no one would mention it without interest.

It is impossible for them to offend Jiang Prison for the sake of chasing wind and shadows.

What's more, Jiang Prison saved Tie Shoulder, Wang Shibao, Bashan Xiaogu, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Eagle Eye Lao Qi and other Jianghu bigwigs today.

These people owe Jiang Prison a life.

Even Wudang is the same.

"Amitabha, the god of the river captures the grace of saving lives, the poor monk is grateful, what do you need in the future, just command!"

The iron shoulder master of Shaolin Temple stepped forward to express his gratitude.

Then the beggar gang Wang Shibao, Bashan Xiaogu, Shui Fei, Gao Xingkong, Twelve Serial Dock Eagle Eye Lao Qi and other Jianghu bigwigs all opened their mouths to express their gratitude.

"Actually, there's a Ghost Mountain Villa here!"

Jiang Jian said suddenly.

"Who?"

Everyone became vigilant and distanced themselves from each other.

"Him!"

Jiang Jian looked at the tall and mighty old man next to Bashan Xiaogu.

"What a joke!"

The tall and mighty old man sneered and dismissed.

"Jiang Shenzhuo, how can my uncle be a person from Ghost Villa?"

Bashan Xiaogu was unbelievable.

Others were incredulous.

His uncle is the lord of the 36 mountains of the Miao people mountain on the Yunnan side, and he is also a hereditary toast, known as Long Meng, Long Feilion.

Long Meng has been sitting in Tiannan for generations, nobler than princes, rich and honorable, and no one in the rivers and lakes can match.

It was hard for everyone to believe that he was from Ghost Hills.

"I've seen you in Ghost Hills, you're codenamed General, and you like to eat meat!"

Jiang Jian looked at Long Meng and said lightly.

"Then I also said that you are from Ghost Villa, codenamed Leper Dog, and you like to eat!"

Although Long Meng is not young, he is full of energy, and his voice is like a bell.

"Playing scoundrel with me, huh?"

Jiang Jian smiled disdainfully, and suddenly drank at Long Meng:

"Are you the general of Ghost Heights?"

"Yes!"

Long Meng's spirit trembled, his head went blank, and under the eyes of Jiang Prison's Heavenly Punishment, he instinctively replied.

The voice fell.

He suddenly came back to his senses and said angrily: "You are an evil magic, don't talk about me, even if it is anyone, you can make him answer the answer you want!" ”

Jiang Jian didn't speak, and suddenly shouted at Bashan Xiaogu:

"Is he your uncle?"

Bashan Xiao Gu shuddered and said:

"Yes!"

"Are you his father?"

"It's not!"

"Are you from Ghost Hills?"

"It's not!"

Everyone stared at Jiang Jian and Bashan Xiaogu tightly, and the expressions of the two were the same as before.

Jiang Prison should use the same kind of martial arts, no doubt.

Jiang Jian put away the shock of the Eye of Heavenly Punishment, looked at Bashan Xiaogu who had returned to his senses, and said, "Can I control you from lying?" ”

Bashan was a little worried, but he still shook his head, and said to the curious people:

"Jiang Shen should use a spiritual deterrent secret method, which can't control other people's thoughts, but can make people unable to lie!"

When these words fell, everyone knew that Long Meng was undoubtedly the general of Ghost Villa.

Meantime.

The eyes of everyone looking at Jiang Prison were full of jealousy, they had long heard that Jiang Prison had such a martial art, and when they saw it today, it was really terrifying.

It's a miracle skill for interrogating prisoners.

Fortunately, this secret method cannot control people's minds at will, so they feel a little more at ease.

But which of them hasn't done anything bad?

If Jiang Prison wants to mess with them, the same can be done.

Rumble!

Knowing that the matter was exposed, Long Meng rushed out of the main hall and wanted to escape from Wudang.

Don't look at Long Meng, who is tall and mighty, but his speed is not slow.

Jumped a few feet away at once.

Everyone looked at Jiang Prison one after another, and now they have regarded Jiang Prison as the master here, waiting for Jiang Prison to give orders!

"Don't worry, you can't run!"

Jiang Jian slowly spoke, and Long Meng had already rushed out a hundred steps as he spoke.

Jiang Jian raised his hand and pointed at it.

The sword light flashed, and everyone saw the dragon's head rising into the sky, blood spilling into the sky.

Hiss!

……

(End of chapter)