As the big man's words came to an abrupt end, everyone looked sideways, all of them were shocked, only to see that the man was already prostrate on the ground, covering his chest with one hand, and pointing at Nangong Wan'er in front of him with the other hand, his mouth was open, but he couldn't speak.

Nangong Wan'er still had a refreshing smile on her face, and sighed casually: "Today, all the heroes can come to appreciate their faces, which can be described as a great blessing for me Ye Meng, Wan'er didn't want to act rashly." If you say something good, Wan'er will be respectful, but you should never insult my name, let alone my husband...... Although Wan'er is not talented, she still can't afford it!"

Although the voice of the words was not loud, but the words were heart-wrenching, shaking the world's heroes present, and when he said this, his eyes always stayed on Master Shaolin Jueyuan, obviously in Wan'er's opinion, this big man has such courage to provoke here, and only he was instigated by some people, and at this moment, in this situation, the most likely is of course Shaolin, which has a high prestige in the rivers and lakes, and has a deep grudge with Ye Meng!

The old man who had been standing lazily behind Wan'er saw Wan'er's tricks, narrowed his eyes, nodded slightly, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, after all, since Wan'er took charge of the Holy Gate disciples in the palace in the past few days, her image to others has always been gentle as water, and she naturally has a sense of nobility in her gestures, and she will definitely not shout and kill like the recklessness of the rivers and lakes, but at this time, Wan'er is a killer in the middle of talking and laughing, which is really very different from her usual image.

When the old man recalled the words of the big man just now, he suddenly realized, and unconsciously turned his head to look at the "Star Picking Tower", this woman's sudden change is really related to important people.

Everyone was intimidated by Wan'er's momentum, and they didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore.

Besides, a trace of remorse flashed in the big man's eyes, and he subconsciously turned his head to look at the person behind him, as if he was begging for help. Jueyuan's heart was cold, and he secretly carried the strength of the Buddha Gate, shattering the person's heart in the air. So, this person was stunned, but he didn't blink an eye.

"A good Ye Meng, a good Nangong Wan'er, if you don't agree with each other, you will be so ruthless, and you will disregard people's lives! Amitabha, the old man will definitely not ignore justice!" Jueyuan walked a few steps, lowered his head and carefully inspected the big man, then reprimanded angrily, and then, he paused, looked around, and shouted, "Since I am the leader of the righteous path of martial arts, I should lead the heroes to take down you, the evil woman!"

"Master, of course I'm willing!"

Although the martial arts heroes are a little impatient, after all, Shaolin is a famous and decent family with a long history, and Jueyuan is a respected monk.

"Okay!" Jueyuan responded to the crowd, his heart was really excited, and he looked at the woman in front of him quite proudly, wanting to see how the woman in front of him should respond.

To Jueyuan's surprise, this Nangong Wan'er not only did not see the slightest panic, but the smile on her face was even deeper, as if she had expected it.

"Poisonous woman, why are you laughing?" Jueyuan asked.

"Giggle...... It is rumored in the martial arts that the Shaolin Jueyuan master Wen Tao is a martial artist, and he is highly respected, and it is nothing more than this today......" Wan'er pursed her lips and smiled, squinted at Jueyuan, and said, "How can you Shaolin represent the heroes of the martial arts? And how do you know that the heroes of the martial arts are the same as you think? Today, all the heroes of the martial arts are here for the Yunshui Sword, and now the sword is not on display, and the conference has not yet begun, Master Jueyuan will make things difficult in every way, could it be that the master wants to provoke the fierce battle between my Ye League and the heroes of the martial arts, and you want to take the Yunshui Sword for yourself?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was shocked, but they all thought about it, but they were extremely reasonable. One is that the current martial arts, Shaolin is not at its peak, and it is necessary to look at the faces of others to act, and the second is that the Yunshui Sword is indeed a god soldier in the world, and no one is eager for it. If Na Jueyuan takes advantage of this conference to eradicate others, it is really a good opportunity to increase the prestige of Shaolin!

At that moment, everyone's eyes looking at Jueyuan changed, and Wan'er raised her eyebrows, and she even added fuel to the fire and asked: "Wan'er didn't move just now, but Master Jueyuan insisted that Wan'er killed this strong man, I don't know what evidence there is? Could it be that the master secretly did it?"

"This ......" Jueyuan was stunned in his heart, and couldn't help but suddenly, he seemed to be a little anxious for quick success, forgetting that the woman in front of him was Ye Meng's number one think tank, but after all, he was the head of a famous faction that had been famous for a long time, and his majesty was still there, so he calmed down a little, and then smiled bitterly, "Amitabha! I have been a famous and decent martial arts family for many years, do I need such a thing to be able to defeat you?"

"Yes...... the martial arts heroes looked at each other, and they all thought it was true. Mo Yundao, who was standing behind, looked at the familiar and unfamiliar Master Jueyuan, and said sadly: "Jueyuan, this person has changed...... If it was the original person, even if he was suspected, he would never use his identity to bully the younger generations! Hehe, power will change a person after all, and even the four great monks who are empty are no exception!"

"Huh...... Brother Dao, don't worry...... I should have experienced this Nizi's wisdom many times!" Yue Hui stroked his white beard and said with a smile.

"Uh...... This is natural, the poor Dao is unfounded......" Mo Yundao breathed a sigh of relief and sighed.

The Tang Sect Master, who led the disciples of the Bashu Tang Sect, narrowed his eyes, glanced at the two who were talking and laughing, and frowned, as if he was a little concerned about something.

When Wan'er heard Jueyuan's answer, she smiled gently, and said, "In this case, this person has died because of the discussion." Although it is not my Wan'er, but after all, she died in front of us, and she also has some self-blame, and we deserve to be buried in it. The impromptu performance is over, without further ado, please come with Wan'er, the sword appreciation meeting will start in half an hour. Please also ask the heroes to find their corresponding positions in the school field. ”

The first confrontation was undoubtedly a dark loss for Jueyuan, but he was also helpless, and he had to look down on Nangong Wan'er, a junior.

The one that happened in front of the main gate was seen by Ye Feng, who bowed his head slightly, and chuckled: "Jueyuan is stubborn and arrogant, although he is a monk, he has no trace of monk's character, so he is naturally not Wan'er's opponent!"

"Giggle...... Compared to this, what makes the slave family care is the reason why Sister Wan'er is so heavy-handed......" Mingyue raised her hand to stroke Ye Feng's forehead, and said with a coquettish smile, "Although there is a good chance that that person was killed by Jueyuan, but he was seriously injured before, and he can make the gentle and water-like Sister Wan'er so heavy-handed, so what did this person say? I'm afraid that with the skill of the husband, I won't know it! Sister Wan'er, I really like you!"

"Alas...... ......Ye Feng sighed lightly, hugged Mingyue tightly, and said in a deep voice, "I will not fail you!"