A dazzling light shot straight towards Ji Chuan and the others, and the miserable Shaolin disciples such as Wuzhi behind him suddenly closed their eyes.

The dark edict made Wuzhi and others have no ability to resist this light.

Wuzhi intuitively felt that he was being pushed away, and after a long time, he could open his eyes and look at Ji Chuan who was walking in front, his eyes were burning with anger and hatred.

"Look, isn't that a Shaolin disciple?"

Walking on the streets of the capital openly, whether it is a loose cultivator or a sect disciple in the capital, it can be seen at a glance that the Shaolin disciple is being escorted by the brocade Wei Tiqi, and the direction is actually the Shaolin station.

Suddenly, there was an uproar!

"What is this for? parade through the streets?" someone said in disbelief, his tone mixed with horror, which could be regarded as a provocation to Shaolin.

"That's the Shaolin station, what is this for?"

"Look, is the young man in front of you the youngest Qianhu Jichuan of Jinyiwei?" Suddenly, the sharp-eyed man was shocked.

"I've met once, and it's indeed Jinyi Wei Qianhu Jichuan. At this time, a sect disciple next to him gave an answer, which made the martial arts people gasp.

Ji Chuan escorted the Shaolin disciples to the Shaolin station, and it seemed that these Shaolin disciples were not in very good condition.

Is this a provocation?

was arrested in Jinyiwei Zhenfu Prison, and was able to come out alive, he had already burned high incense, maybe there was a Shaolin monk among them.

"Hurry up, let's go see ......"

There is no shortage of good deeds, and they naturally won't miss such a good show, and the people in the rivers and lakes slowly dragged behind Ji Chuan, watching from a distance and not daring to approach.

After all, Ji Chuan is famous, and in a short period of time, this person has killed countless sect disciples and scattered cultivators, without any scruples, he is simply a madman.

In the face of many sects' crusades, the commander of the Jinyi Guard turned a blind eye and let Ji Chuan do anything wrong.

In the capital, these sects did not dare to go too far, so they could only swallow their anger and secretly instruct their disciples not to cause trouble in the capital.

Countless bloody lessons have let these Jianghu people know that Ji Chuan is not easy to mess with, and the only way to cause trouble is to die, unless you have the confidence of Shaolin and dare to bargain with Jinyiwei.

Ask yourself, they don't have that strength, let alone that guts.

"Where are you going to take me?" Wuzhi was escorted, limping away, seeing more and more people gathering around him, he finally couldn't help but ask.

This is equivalent to parading the streets, which can be described as a loss of face!

It doesn't matter if he loses face, but Shaolin, as the supreme martial arts and the leader of the rivers and lakes, cannot lose face, nor can he lose it.

Ji Chuan's move, whether Chiguoguo slapped the face of Shaolin Temple, or slapped the right cheek and slapped the left cheek, which made the people in the rivers and lakes laugh with shame.

Wu Zhi is right, Shaolin has always been high and nosy, how could he have been so humiliated.

It has been a long time for people in the rivers and lakes to be unhappy, this time, if you can see the jokes of Shaolin Temple, you will definitely not miss it.

Looking at the fingers and fingers around him, Wuzhi's blue nose and swollen face began to become gloomy, becoming more and more ugly, and a pair of eyes full of anger stared straight around, but it did not hinder those who watched the show.

Ji Chuan glanced at Wuzhi and smiled, obviously this Shaolin disciple couldn't cultivate his qi at home, and he couldn't change his face.

Ji Chuantou didn't reply, and said lightly: "I said before, you are free, of course, I will send you back to the Shaolin station safe and sound."

If something happens along the way, I'm guilty. ”

"Then you don't have to show off the market, make it clear that I am embarrassed by Shaolin, what are your intentions?" Wuzhi walked quickly behind Ji Chuan and said angrily in a low voice.

In addition, he can turn a blind eye, but when it comes to Shaolin's face problems, he can't turn a blind eye.

Ji Chuan sneered and said, "It's good to let you go back, and you can pick and choose." Besides, if something happens to you halfway, and then blames me on Jinyiwei, I will not be wronged for no reason, or Ji will personally hand you over to Master Jueming to rest assured. ”

"You ......"

Wuzhi gritted his teeth and stared at a pair of eyes, as if he wanted to devour Ji Chuan alive.

Ji Chuan clearly did this deliberately, in order to make Shaolin's prestige lose greatly, knowing this, Wuzhi had no choice.

Now, people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and what can he do if he is a prisoner.

Thinking of this, Wu Zhi lowered his head and sighed deeply, regretting why he was so quick to fight with the Xuanyin sect disciple.

Actually, this is not to blame Wuzhi, there is a calculus or not, no matter how careful he is, Ji Chuan can always find a place to plant it.

It's only strange that the Shaolin tree is a big move, which just becomes a stepping stone for Ji Chuan to establish his prestige.

The matter was a foregone conclusion, Wuzhi and other Shaolin disciples endured the humiliation and followed Ji Chuan towards the Shaolin station, but the matter spread more and more.

During this time, many people from the rivers and lakes poured into the capital, and they were moved by the wind.

As a result, the street became more and more congested, and even the road was seriously blocked, and the officials of the six gates of the Jinyi Guard immediately went out to unceremoniously drive away these people.

For a martial artist, this is not too far away, but for Wuzhi, it is like a hundred and eight thousand miles, out of reach.

Finally, Ji Chuan stopped abruptly, in front of him was a quiet courtyard, and a monk was standing outside the door, without sorrow or joy, looking at Ji Chuan.

Ji Chuan's spiritual sense was so powerful, the vague killing intent in his eyes couldn't hide it from him at all, and he couldn't help but sneer secretly.

In the capital, he only dared to show a trace of killing intent, and if he dared to make a move, he would be sanctioned immediately.

However, all Yuan Shen Realm martial artists are strictly forbidden to do anything in the capital, no matter what the reason, naturally this rule is not applicable to the imperial court.

This person is the master of Shaolin Temple.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, the air seemed to be filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the officials were instantly interested, such a good show is not easy to encounter.

The scene was about to erupt, and suddenly, Ji Chuan smiled, hugged his fists and saluted: "Jinyi Wei Ji Chuan, I have seen Master Shaolin Jueming, and I was ordered to return the disciples of your temple, and I have brought them now." ”

After speaking, Ji Chuan took a step back to the side, and several brocade-clothed guards beside him dispersed after him, revealing the miserable Wuzhi and several other Shaolin disciples.

Jue Ming's breath was suffocated, and then he became short, anger gradually appeared on his face, a pair of iron fists were clenched tightly, looking at Ji Chuan, killing intent was permeated.

"Uncle Shi, Wuzhi has disgraced Shaolin. ”

At this moment, Wuzhi bent his knees, slammed, and knelt down in front of Jueming, crying slightly, his voice mixed with remorse and self-blame.

The Shaolin disciples in the back knelt down with Wuzhi on their heels.

Jueming suddenly closed his eyes and turned his back to the sky, he knew that Shaolin had lost face this time, and then suddenly opened his eyes and shouted to Wuzhi: "You wait for me to stand up, my Shaolin is the recognized leader of the rivers and lakes, you are all Shaolin disciples, how can you be so weak, and you can be so unbearable when you suffer a little setback." ”