In the hall of Tianxianglou, Cao Haotian invited Ye Lin to sit on the throne, followed by Shaolin, Wudang and the rest of the heads of the factions, and the disciples of each faction stood behind the heads in turn. Qingfeng, who was dressed in a red robe, stood on Ye Lin's side with his eyes slightly closed, and the corner of Liu Tianjiang's eyes in the middle of the hall swept over the two coffins, and the four white-clothed disciples of the Swordless Mountain Villa gently opened the coffins, and the two disciples who were stabbed to death on the Qinling Ancient Road lay quietly in the ice coffins.

"If you don't believe, come and examine it yourself. Liu Tianjiang stood on the right side of the two coffins, there seemed to be a trace of sadness in his eyes, after all, these two disciples had followed him for more than ten years, and although he was a little strict with them on weekdays, after all, he watched them grow up, and he didn't expect to die at the hands of others. At this moment, Liu Tianjiang's eyes were tightly locked on the heads of the Shaolin and Emei factions, if it wasn't for Qingfeng calling him just now, he would have already started to avenge his two apprentices.

The competition on the high platform of Tianxianglou was also done hastily when the heads of each faction returned to the hall, and the participating disciples of each faction came to the hall one after another, and eight disciples including Yuankong, Song Lingbing, and Xia Qingyi walked in from the main gate and walked back behind the heads of each faction. Outside the door are the other factions and the knights of the rivers and lakes who are blocked by the attendants of Tianxianglou, and they will all witness this grand occasion, which can be described as a more wonderful wonder than the competition of the eight factions in the martial arts.

"Amitabha," Shaolin abbot Fang Yan said loudly, "Lord Liu, my Shaolin was tragically destroyed in the temple, how could I send a disciple to the gate to do such a vicious thing." ”

When everyone heard Master Fang Yan's words, they were all shocked. The heads of the various factions present looked at the Shaolin faction on the left side of Zijin Zhenren, "Is this serious?" Liu Tianjiang, who was standing in the middle of the hall, showed a trace of doubt in his eyes, and said with some reluctance.

Master Fang Yan told everyone about the healing of the Kuzen monk last night and the tragedy of Shaolin Temple. Zijin Zhenren's right hand tightly held the listening fire Zen staff in his hand, although he had heard about the battle between the Jianghu gate lords since he succeeded to Emei, and many gang forces were eradicated during the period, but the Jianghu forces that could raze Shaolin to the ground overnight really shocked everyone.

Master Fang Yan got up from the banquet, slowly came to Liu Tianjiang, and said loudly, "The monks don't lie, if Lord Liu doesn't believe it, you can move to the wing, the bitter Zen monk of our temple is healing in Tianxiang Building at the moment." At this time, the heads of all factions and Cao Er, the head of Tianxianglou, can testify. ”

When everyone heard that Shaolin Temple had suffered this catastrophe, they all cried, and last night they did see the bitter Zen monk who was seriously injured. Cao Haotian also said firmly, "That's true, if Liu Daxia still doesn't believe it, you can go to check the injuries of the Bitter Zen Monk." ”

"It seems that you eight factions are planning to fight my Swordless Villa together. Liu Tianjiang's eyes shone slightly, and the strong wind suddenly rose between his sleeves and robes.

Wang Chengde saw the scene at this moment, and said in his heart, if there is a fight here, the entire rivers and lakes may fall into a sea of blood, although this Liu Tianjiang's kung fu is extremely high, he is still very respectful to the owner of the Wujian Mountain Villa in the hall. He walked quickly to Ye Lin's side and said with a smile: "Where do you start with this, what do you think, Master Ye?"

When Ye Lin saw the situation in the hall, he was already tense. He sneered, "I don't care what the rules of your rivers and lakes are, in my swordless villa, killing people must pay for your life." Our villa is rarely involved in the affairs of the rivers and lakes, and we are here today to seek justice. ”

"Justice is naturally to give," Wang Chengde coughed dryly and said, "Our Huashan faction is close to Guizhuang, in the ancient veins of the Qinling Mountains, although there was no contact in the past, but my Huashan faction is very respectful of Guizhuang, Wang believes that the martial arts faction is also very respectful of Wujian Villa." ”

"Respect, is this respect?" Liu Tianjiang looked angry, pointed to the two coffins on the side with his right hand, and said coldly.

"There must be a misunderstanding in this. Wang Chengde looked at Liu Tianjiang with an angry face, and the smile on his face just now slowly faded, "Brother Liu, what do you think, Shaolin has just suffered a catastrophe, and the Emei faction is far away in Shuzhong, how can the two factions send the top masters in the sect to the Qinling Ancient Road at the same time?

"This, what Master Wang said is not reasonable" Ye Lin got up and persuaded, "Uncle Liu, you dissipate your anger first, we are here this time to investigate clearly." ”

"Okay" Liu Tianjiang let go of the anger in his heart slightly, and the strong wind in his sleeve robe slowly dissipated. His eyes looked solemnly at the two disciples in the coffin, and his tone was still very strong, "The two of them did die under the scorching palm and throat locking, this is a fact that your two factions can't quibble. ”

Master Fang Yan came to the coffin and carefully observed the corpses in the next two coffins, one of the throat bones were broken, and the qi and blood on the face swelled and died, and the other was the whole body was scorched and poured into the meridians of the whole body, blocking the blood and died. It is very consistent with the characteristics of the Shaolin faction throat locking skill and the Emei faction's burning palm. Seeing the two corpses, Abbot Fang Yan didn't know how to defend himself at this moment. He had to turn around and glance at the Zijin real person behind him, and motioned for her to come to the coffin to inspect it as well.

Seeing Master Fang Yan's stunned expression, the purple-robed Zijin Zhenren was surprised, and hurriedly walked to the coffin, her eyes carefully swept over the two corpses, a trace of surprise flashed on her face, and she said in her heart, how could it be possible, there are probably not many people at the door who have refined the scorching palm to such a realm. At this moment, Zijin Zhenren couldn't believe his eyes at all, and the death of the corpse in front of him was no different from the state of being hit by a scorching palm.

Liu Tianjiang knew when he saw the expressions of the two people in front of him, and he said coldly, "What else do you two have to say?" As soon as Liu Tianjiang said this, the nerves that everyone had just put down tightened again. At this moment, Cao Haotian, as the host, stood aside without saying a word, just quietly watching how the various factions responded to this matter.

Although the eight factions of martial arts have formed an alliance, they have still been fighting infighting for decades, and each martial arts event - the eight factions will be a competition between the strength of each faction. At this time, when the Sword Villa was in a strong attack, the relationship maintained by the various factions on the surface was even more disintegrated. This session of the martial arts is even less Murong Dang's family, only a little woman Murong Tu attended, and everything was handled by Cao Haotian, the second master of Tianxiang Building.

The first time Wujian Villa appeared in the Eight Sects Huiwu, only one Liu Tianjiang turned the entire martial arts upside down, although it was finally stopped by Murong Jue asking for help from the Tianxia Alliance, but now it is different from the past, the owner of Wujian Villa came to Luoyang in person, Shaolin Temple and Emei faction have a handle in the hands of Wujian Villa, and the other factions are even more intentional to be enemies if they make a move at this time.

"How about this?" Lingxu Zhenren shook off the dust in his hand and said softly, "I heard that the Burning Palm is driven by Emei's exclusive internal strength, I don't know if it?"

Everyone turned their eyes to the Lingxu real person, and the war was about to break out, and the Wudang faction actually stood up for the first time, hoping to resolve this crisis. Zijin Zhenren nodded lightly and said in a low voice, "Yes, the Scorching Flame Palm is a peerless skill in this sect, and only the Emei Secret Technique can drive it." ”