People are in comprehensive martial arts, start to destroy Shaolin

He said coldly: "What a Shaolin monk."

After finishing a sentence, he glanced at Kong Zhi lightly.

The latter suddenly felt as if he had been hit hard, and instantly vomited blood and flew horizontally for more than ten meters.

With a "plop", it smashed into the Shaolin crowd.

"Brother."

"Master."

Countless wailing sounds sounded instantly, and then.

"We fought him."

"Yes, I fought with him."

"No matter how good his martial arts are, can he kill all of us?"

Countless Shaolin disciples glared at Zhang Sanfeng with righteous indignation.

Shouting loud slogans, they slowly approached.

Although Kongzhi fell to the ground, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Sanfeng all the time.

Watch his every move.

He was watching to see if Zhang Sanfeng would really make a move.

"Hmph." Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly: "I'm afraid you have forgotten."

"stop!"

At this moment, Kong Zhi suddenly jumped up, stopped pretending, and shouted anxiously: "Everyone stop!"

At this moment, he was anxious, he was afraid.

He felt Zhang Sanfeng's cold murderous aura.

As if the next moment, it is about to make a move.

If so, the entire martial arts world would tremble for it.

And Shaolin must bear the brunt of it, he dare not bear it, nor can he bear it, this consequence.

If it wasn't true that they couldn't beat them, how could Shaolin make Wudang equal to them?
Accompanied by Kong Zhi's shout, Shaolin disciples stopped in grief and indignation.

If eyes could kill, I believe Zhang Sanfeng would have died thousands of times by now.

"Yo?" Zhang Wuwei walked up to the crowd, pointed at the Shaolin crowd and said, "Why are you scared?"

"Why don't you pretend?"

"Garbage, it's time to go."

"Ding, get 3 points of Demon Venerable."

The devil is to be unscrupulous.

Kong Zhi frowned, why is this boy so clueless.

At this time, I'm still fooling around here.

The same is true for Zhang Sanfeng, he was quite displeased.

Shaolin has already backed down, what are they still doing to provoke them?
It's not good for anyone if you really fight.

"you!"

The Shaolin monk glared at Zhang Wuwei.

The more grumpy ones are ready to do it.

It's just being pulled by the person next to him.

"Amitabha." Kongxing jumped in front of the people: "The little benefactor is so aggressive, I'm afraid it is not in line with morality?"

"Hahaha"

Zhang Wuwei raised his head and laughed loudly: "Is it inconsistent with morality?"

He stretched out his finger, pointed to everyone and said, "You, you, and you."

"When you forced my parents to death, why didn't you say it was against morality?"

"Now that it's you, it's not in line with morality?"

"This is really a touch of upper and lower lips. No matter what you say, you are right."

With a little shame on Kong Xing's face, he said righteously and awe-inspiringly:
"The poor monk is ashamed, he didn't expect Zhang Wuxia and his wife to be so staunch."

"However, I am here to find out where Xie Xun is for everyone, and to seek justice for the martial arts practitioners who died tragically at his hands."

"If there is a day when everyone seeks justice, I am willing to die and pay for Zhang Wuxia and his wife."

"it is good!"

"Worthy of being an eminent monk in Shaolin, with awe-inspiring righteousness, unlike some little dolls, hum"

Everyone applauded one after another, praising the profound Dharma of Shaolin eminent monks.

Zhang Wuwei spread his hands and said with contempt on his face:

"It's really a Shaolin eminent monk. He is obviously greedy for the dragon sword, but he still looks like he is doing it for the righteousness of the world."

Kong Xing clasped his palms together: "Amitabha, this little benefactor's words are wrong. I specialize in Buddhism in Shaolin."

"Inherited for thousands of years, how could you covet a weapon."

"Hahaha"

Zhang Wuwei laughed loudly and said, "What a good one who specializes in Buddhism. How dare you say that you came to Wudang this time for the sake of morality?"

"Didn't you want the Dragon Slaying Knife?"

"Didn't you want to take the opportunity to suppress Wudang?"

Everyone at the scene changed their faces. How could they speak out so bluntly about this secret matter.

This son really doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth, so he should be killed.

But seeing Kong Xing shaking his head with compassion and righteousness on his face: "The poor monk just wants to seek justice for Brother Kong Wen who died tragically at the hands of Xie Xun."

"As for the dragon sword or not, it has nothing to do with me."

As expected of a Shaolin monk, such a face is really extraordinary.

"Good good."

"What does a good one have to do with me?"

Zhang Wuwei clapped his hands and said, "What a master, then let's have a martial arts competition."

"If you win, I'll tell you where Xie Xun is, how about that?"

Everyone's eyes lit up, and they looked at Kongxing expectantly.

Kong Xing also looked at Zhang Wuwei in surprise and asked, "This statement is true."

Zhang Wuwei smiled casually and said, "Naturally."

"However, the moves are ruthless. If you are not careful, you may be injured. Alas, that is not good."

Kong Xing strode forward and came three meters in front of Zhang Wuwei: "It's okay, it's okay, the poor monk will restrain his strength, and he will definitely not hurt the little benefactor."

Kong Xing thought that Zhang Wuwei just wanted to find a reason to confess Xie Xun, a hot potato.

Just tell Xie Xun's position, under the protection of Wudang and Zhang Sanfeng.

Others will definitely not make things difficult for him.

As for the arrogance before, it was just a teenager venting his anger.

As long as Xie Xun was confessed in the end, who would care about all the previous things?

At such a young age, to have such thoughts, I really underestimated him before.

Zhang Wuwei shook his head: "There is no basis for what you say, especially this bald donkey, oh no, monk."

"My mouth is full of morality, but I don't do a single thing. I am afraid that I will kill the little one by mistake."

"The old ones come, kill the old ones, and another group will come."

"It's endless, it's defining me as a monster of the Demon Cult, it's very annoying, very annoying."

On the Shaolin side, there was a burst of embarrassment.

Aren't they just fighting the young ones, and the old ones coming, if the old ones can't beat them, then come a group.

If he really can't beat him, then he is said to be an evil devil and heretic, and everyone can punish him.

After all, the one standing at the highest point of morality must be Shaolin.

To be an enemy of Shaolin is to be a demon, that is to be a demon.

Kong Xing didn't care about Zhang Wuwei's sarcasm at all, how could one of the four great monks of Kong's generation be an ordinary person.

"Amitabha, the little benefactor is serious. How can I be such a rascal in Shaolin's thousand-year-old sect?"

"If the little benefactor doesn't believe it, we can prove it with written evidence. If he dies, we can only blame ourselves for not being good at learning, not others."

Zhang Wuwei smiled slightly: "Okay."

Immediately, a monk sent a pen and ink, fearing that Zhang Wuwei would go back on his word, so he quickly wrote the document.

Let Zhang Wuwei and Kong Xing sign their names on it respectively.

There are two copies, one for each person.

Zhang Wuwei looked at the paperwork happily, and carefully put it away.

Now his strength is not enough to destroy Shaolin, so if he kills the Shaolin monk, there must be no reason to talk about it.

Kongxing also had a happy face, and the written evidence was established.

Then he, Zhang Wuwei, fights if he fights, and if he doesn't fight, he fights.

Do you really think Shaolin is vegetarian?