Although Shangguan Yun was misunderstood by him, he knew that the Tianlong monk was only bent on eliminating evil, because he didn't want to hurt Tianlong. He saw that the Tianlong monk made a move with the sound of wind and thunder, knowing that his fist was powerful, he didn't dare to be careless, he gently pushed Zheng Ang away with one palm, and spit out the true qi on both palms, and greeted the Tianlong monk. Although Shangguan Yun's internal strength is strong, he has not practiced much palm boxing, but Mo Sanwei and Yang Yizhi taught three moves and two styles, and at this time, he fought with the Tianlong monk, relying on the true strength of his palm.

Monk Tianlong's Vajra Demon Fist can be said to be a great success, his internal strength is not as good as Shangguan Yun, but his moves are extremely powerful. Shangguan Yun's palm was really strong, but he couldn't get to him, and the Tianlong monk relied on a pair of iron fists, but from time to time he forced Shangguan Yun to be in a hurry, and the two fought to a draw.

Both of them knew that they had met a strong opponent, the Tianlong Monk could be said to be weak and strong, Shangguan Yun suffered a loss because there were no subtle moves, and he fought with all his strength in every move, otherwise he would definitely not be able to defeat the iron fist of the Tianlong monk. After fighting for half an hour, Shangguan Yun was already sweating profusely, but fortunately, he had deep internal strength, so he barely supported it.

The more the Tianlong monk fights, the more relaxed he becomes, his fists are as empty as the truth, and the strength of the fists is sometimes like a tiger out of the mountain, and sometimes like a dragon swimming into the sea, he is steady and steady with one move, and gradually occupies the upper hand.

On the other side, Zheng Angwu had not woken up, but the pain in Zhuang Yan's body had eased a lot, and he saw that Shangguan Yun and the Tianlong Monk were fighting, and when he got up, he sneered and walked towards Zheng Ang. Zhuang Yan waved his right palm and said hatefully: "You rebel, you have always treated you like a parent and son as a teacher, but you have taken revenge as a teacher." I'll clean up the portal today, and if you want to blame yourself, you can rely on me when you get to Huangquan. As he spoke, he slapped his palm.

Shangguan Yun had already seen Zhuang Yan's movements, he ignored the heavy punch from the Tianlong monk, turned around and pounced, he shouted: "Stop!"

Zhuang Yan cared about his life, and seeing that he was about to shoot Zheng Ang, he still took his palm back, his upper body leaned back slightly, and he raised his palm to greet Shangguan Yun.

How could the Tianlong monk let Shangguan Yun harm Zhuang Yan, as soon as he stretched out his arm, he seemed to have grown a section invisibly, and his feet followed closely, and he smashed Shangguan Yun's back with two palms.

There were a few loud bangs, and the palms of the Tianlong monk hit Shangguan Yun's back first, and Shangguan Yun also slapped Zhuang Yan. Shangguan Yun staggered out five or six steps, and vomited blood, he had been seriously injured by the iron fist of the Heavenly Dragon Monk.

Zhuang Yan also spurted blood from his mouth, but he was not dead, but he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again. After Shangguan Yun was hit, the strength of his palm had been reduced by several points, and Zhuang Yan had only then picked up a life.

The Tianlong monk walked in front of Shangguan Yun, and said slowly: "Amitabha, the poor monk saves people's hearts because he has to hurt people in the back, and he hopes that the Shangguan benefactor will be magnanimous and forgive the poor monks." ”

Shangguan Yun wiped the blood from his mouth, and said proudly: "The King Kong Demon Fist really deserves its reputation, and it is convinced in my heart, the master has always been merciful, how dare Shangguan Yun have the slightest complaint." This Zhuang Yan is not a righteous gentleman as the master thinks, and Zheng Ang is not a disciple who deceives the teacher and destroys the ancestors, although Shangguan Yun does not know the reason, he can still guess a few points, if he lets Zheng Ang explain it clearly, it is not too late for the master to make a decision slowly. ”

Monk Tianlong said: "Shangguan donor is a person in the demon path, how dare the poor monk believe the words of the donor. ”

Shangguan Yun said: "I think that when the master was helping Tie Niu Er in the Iron Sword Villa, he talked about the Buddha and the devil in front of hundreds of righteous path heroes, why did the master today recognize the Heavenly Demon Sect as the devil's path and recognize himself as the right path?"

The Tianlong monk was stunned, he gave a salute, and said with a smile: "Amitabha, the Shangguan donor is in the Demon Sect but knows the Buddha nature well, the Buddha often says, 'The heart is the Buddha', as long as the donor puts down the butcher's knife and is dedicated to goodness, it will be a positive result in the future." ”

Shangguan Yun sighed: "Although he is a member of the Heavenly Demon Sect, he has never done a bad thing, but if he is made by heaven, he is even more infamous as a murderer for no reason, so that he is notorious. It doesn't matter if it doesn't work out, but finding out the real culprit and avenging the Iron Sword Villa is a must-do thing. Now that the corpse of the shopkeeper Lu is not cold, and he is dead strangely, Zhuang Yan intends to kill people and destroy his mouth, Shangguan Yun will definitely not let him succeed, and he has already borne the infamy, how can he let Brother Zheng end up like this?"

Monk Tianlong said angrily when he heard this: "The evidence of the case of the Iron Sword Villa is conclusive, since the Shangguan benefactor has already done it, why should he deny it, Zheng Ang has forgotten his ancestors and is a poor monk who has seen it with his own eyes, can the benefactor still say any tricks?"

Shangguan Yunshi said: "A few months ago, I was saddled with the notoriety of the culprit of the Iron Sword Villa, so I went to Yanjing to find out the news of Xinkan, and by chance, I met the shopkeeper of Zhuang Er in the Yanjing Palace. As a citizen of the Great Song Dynasty, but behind his back he helped the Jin people to destroy the Song Dynasty, such a two-faced person, does the master still think he is a good person?"

Monk Tianlong didn't believe it and asked, "At that time, Wanyan Zongwang had already waved his army south, what did Zhuang Er's shopkeeper do in Shangjing?"

Shangguan Yun pointed to Zhuang Yan on the ground and said coldly: "The master will know as soon as he asks." ”

Monk Tianlong stretched out his hand to lift Zhuang Yan up, he was not angry and arrogant, and said: "Zhuang Er's shopkeeper, you have heard the words of the Shangguan benefactor and the poor monk clearly, what is going on, you quickly tell the truth." ”

Zhuang Yan looked flustered, but he still said to himself: "The demon head of the Heavenly Demon Sect has always been scheming, how can Shangguan Yun's words be trusted?"

Shangguan Yun shouted: "Zhuang Yan, in the past few months, the seventy-two merchants in Jiangnan have wantonly collected and scraped the winter cotton cloth and copper and iron from the Song Land, and finally transported them? I can clearly remember that you transported 300,000 catties of winter cotton and 70,000 zhang of cloth to the Jinren. ”

Zhuang Yan sneered: "If you want to add to the crime, why don't you excuse it?" Shangguan Yun, you don't want to spray people with blood, I, Zhuang Yan, have always been doing well, but I won't be afraid that you will frame me." ”

Monk Tianlong's face changed greatly, and he frowned and said, "Could it be that this is really the case? A few months ago, the poor monk heard that there was a shortage of winter cotton cloth in the world, and even the army of the imperial court couldn't ask for it. ”

Shangguan Yun said hatefully: "Zhuang Yan collected all the winter cotton cloth in the world according to the order of the Yan family, in order to let the Song army have no clothes to keep out the cold, at that time it was cold and frozen, where would the Song army still be the opponent of the Jin army? ”

The Tianlong monk was furious, and he shouted, "Zhuang Yan, is this really the case?"

Zhuang Yan was so frightened that his face was like earth, his body was like sifting chaff, and he said: "I, I haven't done it, Shangguan Yunhe, he framed me." ”

Monk Tianlong still didn't understand, he was angry from his heart, and he stretched out his palm to shoot it.