Scourge the heavens

In the Liu Mansion, cheerful drum music resounded non-stop.

The guests are full of friends, and it is very lively.

Under the gaze of everyone, a washbasin made of gold was placed in the center.

Liu Zhengfeng stepped forward with a solemn face, stood in front of the golden basin, and spoke politely to the surrounding martial artists.

Wei Qiu, who was dozing on the roof, slightly opened his eyes.

With Wei Qiu's current skill, he could clearly feel that there was an obvious tremor coming from the street at the main entrance of Liu's residence.

Apparently there is a large group of people coming.

If as expected, it must be the Songshan faction who came to disrupt the situation.

Sure enough, just as Liu Zhengfeng was about to put his hand into the golden basin, dozens of disciples of the Songshan School rushed in with weapons in hand.

"Stop! The leader of the Wuyue faction ordered the flag to arrive!"

A man in charge, holding the flag of the leader of the Five Sacred Sect, walked to the center of the venue swaggeringly.

"By the order of the leader of the Left Alliance of the Five Sacred Mountains School, Master Liu's golden basin wash-washing ceremony, please stop for the time being." The disciples of the Songshan School raised the order flag in their hands and turned to look at Liu Zhengfeng.

"Five Sacred Mountains order the flag, seeing the flag is like seeing the leader of the alliance."

"It's just that today I, Liu Zhengfeng, wash my hands in the golden basin. It's purely a personal matter. Please tell the left leader that Zhengfeng will not obey the flag order."

Facing the command flag of the Five Sacred Mountains, Liu Zhengfeng still did not change his face, and chose to refuse with words.

"The Wuyue Sword School is like brothers and sisters. My master passes on this command flag for the good of Uncle Liu." The disciple of the Songshan School holding the command flag seemed to have a friendly tone, but in fact he was hiding a knife in his smile.

"Hehe." Liu Zhengfeng sneered twice, and then said: "This clearly made me, Liu Zhengfeng, go back on my word and ridicule me, Liu Zhengfeng, for my lack of faith."

At this moment, dozens of disciples of the Songshan School walked over with Liu Zhengfeng's family members.

These Songshan disciples were all holding sharp swords and surrounded Liu Zhengfeng's family in the middle, which was very threatening.

"What are you guys doing?" Seeing his family members being detained, Liu Zhengfeng's expression changed.

"Following the order of the leader of the Zuo alliance, watch over Liu Zhengfeng's rebellion against his family members, and don't allow any of them to leave!" The Songshan disciple on the side said to Liu Zhengfeng sternly.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of many people in the Jianghu present changed slightly.

The Songshan faction came out with obvious preparations.

"How many disciples have been sent by Songshan Mountain, please show up together!" Liu Zhengfeng was not an idiot until now, and he simply shouted to the surroundings.

Just as Liu Zhengfeng finished speaking, rows of figures appeared uniformly among the high walls, fences, windows and attics all around.

Judging from their attire, these people are all disciples of the Songshan School.

"See Martial Uncle Liu!" Loud shouts sounded from all around, and all the martial arts practitioners present changed slightly.

At a glance, there are at least several hundred people.

But Liu Zhengfeng's desire to retreat was too strong, he didn't pay attention to his own situation, and still stretched out his hand towards the golden basin.

Immediately afterwards, a flying sword followed, directly overturning the golden basin in front of Liu Zhengfeng.

"Senior Brother Six, the Leader of the Left has issued an order that you are not allowed to wash your hands in the golden basin." At the same time, it was Fei Bin, the master of the Songshan School, the Great Songyang Master, who appeared.

When Liu Zhengfeng was feeling aggrieved, Fei Bin revealed Liu Zhengfeng's collusion with Qu Yang, the elder of the Demon Cult.

The music CP of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng was indeed not understood by others during this period.

Especially when it comes to the distinction between good and evil.

Not to mention other martial artists, even Master Dingyi, who was always jealous, did not approve of Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang being together.

Yue Buqun was even more vicious.

Lao Yue simply played the hypocrite to the extreme. Not only did he not let Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang hit the CP, but he also wanted to beat the mandarin ducks himself.

In exchange for this, Liu Zhengfeng looked sad.

When both the Hengshan faction and the Huashan faction decided to stay out of the matter, the Songshan faction almost stood on the moral high ground.

After all, there is no balance between good and evil.

Because of the involvement of the Devil's Cult, Liu Zhengfeng had tasted the feeling of betrayal, seeing that no one supported him to be with Qu Yang, he couldn't help feeling a little bit dispirited.

But he, Liu Zhengfeng, is also a persistent person. Even if the people in the world forbid him, he will wash his hands of the golden basin to the end.

"Liu Zhengfeng, if you dare to put your hand into the golden basin again, I'll kill your son!" Seeing Liu Zhengfeng's stubbornness, Fei Bin hurriedly threatened loudly.

Facing the threat, Liu Zhengfeng even looked at his son: "Son, are you afraid?"

Liu Zhengfeng's son is young, but he has inherited his stubborn temper: "I'm not afraid!"

Liu Zhengfeng, who was full of sadness, glanced at his young son, and silently said a few words to Brother Quyang in his heart.

Sure enough, Brother Quyang is the true love, and the son is just incidental.

Thus, Liu Zhengfeng stretched out his hand to the golden basin.

The Songshan disciple beside him was also unambiguous, and immediately chopped down on Liu Zhengfeng's son.

Zheng!
A silver light flashed by, and the Songshan disciple who had chopped at Liu Zhengfeng's son trembled, and fell down with his eyes lifeless.

"Who is it?" Fei Bin shouted angrily to the surroundings when he saw the disciple of Songshan being killed.

"It's me, Wei Qiu." A figure descended from the sky and landed beside Liu Zhengfeng's family.

"The murderous sword Wei Qiu!"

"It's him!"

Wei Qiu's appearance was obviously beyond everyone's expectations, and immediately aroused discussions among the surrounding martial arts circles.

The faces of Yu Canghai's Qingcheng faction group changed suddenly, and they almost escaped on the spot.

On the Huashan faction, seeing Wei Qiu really came, Yue Buqun's face was ashen, and he stood aside without saying a word.

"Why, do you also want to join forces with the Demon Cult?" Fei Bin asked with burning eyes, his face looking a little ugly.

"Hmph, don't put a hat on me!" Wei Qiu held a soft sword in his hand and watched Fei Bin approaching step by step with a vicious look all over his body.

"Why, what's wrong with what I said?" Seeing Wei Qiu's gaze, Fei Bin unconsciously took two steps back for some reason.

"Liu Zhengfeng's collusion with the Demon Sect has nothing to do with me."

"But you kill women and children, I can't just sit back and watch."

"As a disciple of the gentleman Jian Yue Buqun, I will never allow people who kill women and children to live. This is against my morality!"

What Wei Qiu said was just and righteous, and he didn't mean to protect Liu Zhengfeng, but he was standing on the basis of morality.

"Brother Yue, is this what you mean?" Fei Bin saw Wei Qiu standing up, and quickly looked at Yue Buqun who was beside him.

"Don't ask my master, no one can stop me in this matter, and there must be a bottom line in life!" Before Yue Buqun could speak, Wei Qiu said the words to death.

Before everyone had time to react to this change, a figure suddenly jumped out from the side and issued an order to Fei Bin: "It's just in time, let's kill together!"

This person is the second only to Zuo Lengchan in the Songshan School, Ding Mian, the Tota Hand.

In the eyes of these two Songshan sect masters, how powerful can a newly rising Huashan disciple who is only fifteen or sixteen years old be?

Big Songyang hand!

Fei Bin got the order and planned to act preemptively, so he made up his mind to show Wei Qiu his famous stunt with all his strength.

From Fei Bin's point of view, it must be a great achievement to be able to abolish a Huashan newcomer in front of Yue Buqun.

however.

Wei Qiu just shook the soft sword in his hand lightly, bright blood light shot up into the sky, and the shrill screams shocked everyone.

Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Palm Style!