Nangong Po's expression changed slightly, but it was only fleeting, and he said: "Yes, what was made by Na Xinkan that day was indeed the kung fu of the Jincheng faction. ”

Ke Qingshen asked, "I wonder if the Nangong Sect Master has ever heard Xin Kan personally admit that he killed more than 300 people in the Iron Sword Villa?"

Nangong Po really didn't hear it, shook his head and said, "I haven't heard this yet." ”

Ke Qingshen nodded thoughtfully, and said: "In this way, that Xinkan is really related to the Jincheng faction, whether he harmed the Xiao Zhuang family, we can't listen to what you Shangguan Yun said." ”

Jin Wancheng Gujing was silent, and said indifferently: "The matter of Xinkan, Brother Xiao and Brother Ling Xiaozi mentioned it to Jin a few months ago, and Jin also ordered a disciple to investigate and secretly visit, but there was no result. ”

Monk Tianlong said: "The Jincheng faction has become more and more powerful over the years, and it is inevitable that the good and the bad are uneven, and the swordsmanship and sword moves also flow out from time to time, so it is not surprising that this person will get some Jincheng faction swordsmanship." Since he is masked, I am afraid that he also deliberately used the sword technique of the Jincheng faction to confuse the public, so as to make us fall into the maze. ”

Ling Xiaozi sneered: "Brother Xiao has been chivalrous and righteous all these years, although he has offended many people, but there is no such enemy, why does Xinkan want to destroy Brother Xiao's family? Although the people in the rivers and lakes have always been wronged and revenged, they rarely encounter things that will destroy people. If there is no great hatred and hatred, or if the person is not a ruthless person, he will never do such an act that is unconscionable. Everyone nodded in agreement.

Ling Xiaozi continued: "That day, the poisonous scholar Yang Yi didn't know how to escape, and when he left, he put down his cruel words, if the Shangguan benefactor has three long and two short, he will destroy the Iron Sword Villa. When Brother Xiao's family was in misfortune, Yang Yizhi and Mo Sanwei, the enemy of the King of Hades, happened to appear in Luoyang, and Brother Xiao was indeed poisoned and died, how could there be such a coincidence in the world?"

Everyone in the hall nodded, obviously agreeing with Ling Xiaozi's words.

Ling Xiaozi said again: "Besides, Brother Xiao's martial arts are not weak, Xiao Chi and Xiao Di are also among the best among their peers, if it weren't for the fact that people took advantage of their unpreparedness to poison them, they would never have died." Shangguan's benefactor has lost his original intention, and in order to avoid the disaster of killing, he has pushed the crime on others, and that Xinkan is the most heinous crime, but what does it have to do with the case of Iron Sword Villa? ”

There was an uproar in the hall, and many people scolded bitterly.

Monk Tianlong's expression was awe-inspiring, and he sighed: "Amitabha, fortunately with the words of Taoist friends, the poor monk is in danger of being led astray by this evil obstacle in three words, ashamed, ashamed." ”

Ke Qingshen hated: "Shangguan Yun, you still don't regret it, the old man slashed you with one palm." "It's like a slap of the hand.

Seeing this, Nangong Po slid a step sideways, stretched his left palm forward, and slapped Ke Qingshen's ribs. Ke Qingshen changed his move in a hurry, his right palm sank with the trend, and pressed towards Nangong Po's left palm. With a sound of the wave, the two palms touched, Ke Qingshen was shocked to the point that the entire right half of his body was numb, and he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Immediately afterwards, a cold air entered from Ke Qingshen's right palm, and he didn't dare to be careless, so he sat down on the spot and forced out the cold air. Seeing that Ke Qingshen's face was in pain, the Tianlong monk knew that he had been invaded by Nangong Po's Heavenly Demon Skill, so he immediately walked over and put his palm on Ke Qingshen's shoulder, helping him ward off the cold with his true qi.

Nangong Po stopped in front of Shangguan Yun and said loudly: "This kid is the person brought by this seat, as long as this seat is unwilling, none of you can touch him." ”

Ling Xiaozi wanted to draw his sword and fight with Nangong Po, but Jin Wancheng stretched out his hand and held it down, Jin Wancheng said loudly: "Shangguan Yun and my Central Plains martial arts feud is as deep as the sea, he took the position of the sect leader of Brother Nangong, and he has a grudge with Brother Nangong, I don't know why Brother Nangong wants to save his life?"

Nangong is not afraid of the sky, and he said: "Who in the rivers and lakes doesn't know that this kid has obtained the secret of Biluo's divine skills, and a few words of mantra led to chaos in the rivers and lakes. Seeing that the secret of divine skills is at your fingertips, of course this seat will not let you kill him. ”

Jin Wancheng said with a smile: "Brother Nangong's Heavenly Demon Skills have already been superb, according to Jin, Bi Luofu's martial arts are nothing more than that, so why should Brother Nangong bother." ”

Nangong Po disagreed, and said: "There is no end to the martial arts, Bi Luofu's kung fu is extremely mysterious, if this seat can get the secret tips in detail, it will definitely be able to make progress, what is the hindrance of some scheming." ”

Ke Qingshen had already forced out the cold qi in his body, he stepped forward and said hatefully: "Nangong Po, when the business is over, the old man will ask you for advice again." ”

Nangong Po did not give in, and said: "There is an invitation to kill you, and of course this seat will accompany you." ”

Jin Wancheng walked to the table and said loudly: "Brother Nangong, you and I haven't seen each other for many years, I don't want Brother Nangong's demeanor to be even more like the past, Jin is afraid that he won't be able to catch up." After speaking, he picked up the wine jug on the table and wanted to pour wine for Nangong.

Nangong Po pressed the wine jug to the table and said proudly: "Back then, Brother Jin was famous all over the rivers and lakes at a young age, and this seat wanted to fight with Brother Jin, but he could only hurry for a while, and he had no chance to fight. Now Brother Jin's prestige is even greater, but this seat is not self-sufficient, and he made a special trip to compete with Brother Jin, but I don't know if Brother Jin can make this seat get his wish. ”

Jin Wancheng said with a smile: "Brother Nangong's martial arts are strong, Jin is ashamed of himself, how dare he do it with Brother Nangong." As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the wine in the spout of the pot spurting out, and went straight to the wine glass broken by Nangong five or six inches away. Jin Wancheng remained silent, pouring the wine into the wine pot with the high and deep internal strength in his body, forcing the wine out of the spout.

The wine had not spilled half a drop on the table, nor had it missed a fraction, no more, no less, just one glass. The high level of his martial arts, the depth of his internal strength, and the accuracy of his strength moved hundreds of people in the hall. Jin Wancheng took his hand away from the wine jug, made a gesture of please, and said loudly: "Brother Nangong came in a hurry, Jin was not well entertained, a glass of wine, talk about respect, please!"

Jin Wancheng said that Nangong Po came in a hurry, which means that Nangong Po came uninvited, which was rude. To say that the hospitality is not good means that he is unwilling to entertain Nangong Po and wants him to leave by himself. Although Jin Wancheng said that he didn't dare to make a move with Nangong Po, he borrowed this wine pot to give Nangong Po a dismount, and let Nangong Po see the strength of his martial arts.

Nangong Po didn't understand the meaning of his words, but he had already practiced the Heavenly Demon Skill to the tenth level, even if Jin Wancheng had such a kung fu, he would not lose half a point. Not to be outdone, Nangong Po picked up his wine glass and said with a smile: "This seat has been practicing wholeheartedly in recent years, and rarely touches the wine, I have drunk a few glasses just now, and I dare not drink more." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a burst of mist rise from the wine glass, and in the blink of an eye, it was like boiling water in a pot, and bubbles were stirred. After a while, all the glasses of wine turned into nothingness, and the whole hall smelled the mellow aroma of wine, and only an empty wine glass was left in Nangong Po's hand.