Zhang Wuji saw Tang Wenliang stretching out his palm to push him, so he slapped it out casually and greeted him. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Syllable!

With a crisp sound, Tang Wenliang took three steps back, waiting to stand still, he didn't want Zhang Wuji's palm power to be extremely strong, and he was still unsettled, fortunately, he was very solid in his kung fu, but he felt that his upper body was leaning back, so he hurriedly put his right foot on the ground a little, jumped backwards, took advantage of the momentum to open his feet, and when he fell to the ground, this palm force had not yet dissipated, and he staggered back seven or eight steps before he stood still.

In this way, Tang Wenliang and Zhang Wuji are already about ten meters apart.

Tang Wenliang was inexplicably angry in his heart, and everyone in the audience was also puzzled, they didn't understand what Tang Wenliang was making trouble about, why he retreated and jumped, jumped and retreated, and it was not clear. Even Zhang Wuji himself couldn't figure out why his palm was so lightly slapped, why it was so powerful.

Tang Wenliang was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, knowing that he had met a master today, he stretched out his hand and asked, "Boy, who are you?"

"Zeng Ah Niu!"

At the same time as Zhang Wuji replied, he walked behind Yin Tianzheng, stretched out his palm and stuck it on Yin Tianzheng's vest 'Lingtai Acupoint', and injected the internal force into his body.

Yin Tianzheng noticed the changes in his body, thanked him in a low voice, and took the opportunity to heal his injuries.

Tang Wenliang shouted and asked, "Boy, are you from the Ming Sect, or from the Heavenly Eagle Sect?"

Zhang Wuji replied: "The younger generation does not belong to the Ming Sect, nor does it belong to the Heavenly Eagle Sect, but is just a rural Xiaolangzhong. ”

"Country Xiaolangzhong, who will believe this when you say this?"

Tang Wenliang sneered, extremely disdainful. Looking at Zhang Wuji's martial arts, he is extremely clever, to say that he has no sect and no faction, and there is still a slight possibility of inheriting the inheritance of his predecessors, but it is absolutely impossible to say that he himself is just a country boy. If the country boys are so powerful, then how can their six major factions walk the rivers and lakes?

Zhang Wuji stumbled for a while, but still said: "The younger generation is indeed just a country boy!"

"Since you insist on saying that you are just a country boy, then you will step back, this matter has nothing to do with you!" Tang Wenming didn't want to fight against Zhang Wuji, who didn't know the depths, and he would only take it for granted if he won the rivers and lakes, but if he lost, he would inevitably lose face and laugh for the heroes of the world.

Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly and said, "Senior Yin is seriously injured, but the younger generation must not leave here. ”

Tang Wenliang didn't care about Zhang Wuji when he heard this, and shouted at Yin Tianzheng: "The surname Yin, there is a kind of three punches to pick up Lao Tzu and me!"

Zhang Wuji heard the words and said: "Senior Yin said that you are not worthy of competing with him, you can beat me first, and then it is not too late to start with his old man." ”

Tang Wenliang was furious when he heard this, and shouted angrily: "What kind of thing is this kid of you? I let you know the power of the Kongtong Sect's Seven Wound Fists." ”

Zhang Wuji knew that the siege of Guangming Ding by the six major factions this time was all caused by being provoked by Cheng Kun, and there were many masters of the six major factions, so he thought that he was not the opponent of the six major factions, so he said loudly: "The seven wounds of the Kongtong faction are powerful, and they have been admired for a long time in the future. Shaolin Monk Kongjian Master, didn't he die under the Seven Wounds Fist of your faction?"

As soon as Zhang Wuji's words came out, the Shaolin faction stirred. When Master Kongjian died in Luoyang, the bones of the corpse were all shattered, but there were no scars on the outside, very much like the poisonous hand of the Kongtong faction's Seven Wounds Fist. At that time, the three monks of Kongwen, Kongzhi, and Kongxu discussed secretly for several days, thinking that the Kongtong faction did not have a top master at the moment, and could kill the Kongjian senior brother who had practiced the Vajra Immortal Body Divine Skill. Later, I learned that on the day of Master Kongjian's death in Luoyang, the five elders of Kongtong were all in the southwest, so it must not have been their doing. In addition, at that time, there were eleven big characters written on the outer wall of the Luoyang guest room, 'Cheng Kun killed the god and monk Kongjian under this wall', and the Shaolin faction later found out that Xie Xun was the one who impersonated Cheng Kun and did countless bloody cases, so there was no doubt at all. It was not until this time that the senior monks heard Zhang Wuji's words, and their hearts were divided.

"Master Kongjian was killed by Xie Xun's evil thief, and it is well known in the rivers and lakes, what does it have to do with my Kongtong faction?"

Tang Wenliang was very angry, when he learned that the master of the Shaolin faction Kongjian died under the Seven Wounds Fist, the Kongtong faction was also worried for a while, worried that the Shaolin faction would come to the door and take revenge. Don't think that the monks really won't see blood, if they really do it, they can be ruthless. If it hadn't been found out later that this matter was related to Xie Xun, they wouldn't have known how long they would have to worry about it.

Zhang Wuji shook his head lightly and said, "Senior Xie killed the Divine Monk Master Kongjian, but you saw it with your own eyes at that time?

Hearing this, Tang Wenliang thought that Zhang Wuji was instructed by his faction and wanted to stir up the relationship between the Kongtong faction and the Shaolin faction. There were several witnesses, so how could we see it with our own eyes?"

Zhang Wuji said loudly: "This is not bad! Since you were in Yunnan at that time, how could you see that Senior Xie killed Master Kongjian? This monk died under the Seven Wounds Fist of the Kongtong Sect, and everyone in the rivers and lakes knew about it. Senior Xie is not from your Kongtong faction, how can you blame others?"

When Tang Wenliang heard this, he hurriedly said: "Bah!Bah!Bah!Bah!Bah!Bah!!Bah! Xie Xun took the name of his master and did bloody cases everywhere, everything is known about this matter, what is suspicious?"

Zhang Wuji's heart sank, knowing that the so-called blood characters were framed by Cheng Kun, and he immediately looked up to the sky and laughed and said: "Anyone can write these words, although there are these eleven characters on the wall, but who has seen Xie seniors write them with their own eyes? I want to say that these eleven words were written by the Kongtong faction! It is easy to write, but it is very difficult to practice the Seven Injuries Boxing." ”

Speaking of this, Zhang Wuji turned his head to look at the Shaolin Sect's Master Kongzhi and said, "Master Kongzhi, Senior Brother Kongjian Divine Monk was indeed harmed by the Kongtong faction's Seven Wounds Fist, yes or no?

Before Master Kongzhi could answer, suddenly a tall monk wearing a big red robe flashed out, and the golden Zen Warrior in his hand was slammed on the ground, and shouted: "Boy, which sect are you from?

This monk's shoulders arched, speaking with three points of breath, but it was the Shaolin faction Yuanyin, when the Shaolin sent Wudang Mountain to ask the guilt of the teacher, it was he who proved that Zhang Cuishan killed the Shaolin faction disciples, and indirectly killed Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu and his wife.

Zhang Wuji was full of grief and indignation at that time, keeping in mind the appearance of this cadre, and at this moment, the blood in his chest rushed upward, his face was swollen and red, and his body trembled slightly, and he endured the grief and indignation in his heart. At this moment, he has the heart to resolve the grievances of the six major factions, once he only cares about personal grievances, the battle between the six major factions and the Ming Sect will not be spared, and the blood will inevitably flow. (To be continued.) )