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After hearing the little monk's report, Master Fang Zheng did not say anything, but turned his head to look at Yue Wenxuan.

It was obvious that Zuo Lengchan and several of his fellow apprentices chose to visit at this time because of Yue Wenxuan.

Yue Wenxuan had killed four top masters of the Songshan Sect, including two of the Thirteen Guardians. His feud with the Songshan Sect had reached the point of no return. Now that Yue Wenxuan had suddenly set foot in Songshan, Zuo Lengchan would naturally not remain indifferent after hearing the news.

Master Fang Zheng has no personal grudge against Yue Wenxuan. If he had a choice, he would not want to have a feud with such a young master who has infinite possibilities in the future and is extremely terrifying even now.

But if the Songshan School gets involved, things will be troublesome.

With Zuo Lengchan's heroic character, he would certainly use words to force him to stand firm on the righteous side, and at that time he might even force him to join in the fight. Even if Master Fang Zheng was determined not to let him get his wish, the next meeting would definitely be a huge trouble.

Master Fang Zheng and Yue Wenxuan looked at each other and said apologetically, "Young Master Yue, please sit in the hall with Miss Ren for a while. I will go and greet Sect Leader Zuo.

Sect Leader Zuo is a person who refuses to suffer any loss. After meeting you, an argument is inevitable, but I will do my best to mediate between the two of you.

Young Master Yue is well versed in Buddhism and has a broad mind. Please, for my sake, try not to act impulsively."

Yue Wenxuan naturally would not promise anything. "Master Fang Zheng is the owner of this place. I am just an uninvited guest. Please do as you please. Don't worry about me."

Master Fang Zheng sighed and led several fellow disciples to greet Zuo Lengchan and his party. Only Yue Wenxuan and Master Fang Sheng, who stayed behind to keep them company, were left in the hall.

Master Fang Zheng originally planned to take Zuo Lengchan and his group to other halls, but Zuo Lengchan came for Yue Wenxuan, so of course he would not agree. In the end, under his request, Fang Zheng brought his group to meet Yue Wenxuan.

After entering the hall, the people from the Songshan Sect all looked ferocious, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Yue Wenxuan.

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly, "Sure enough, he is a demon from the Demon Cult, he is quite courageous, daring to come to our Songshan alone.

Originally, I was thinking of going to the Huguang branch of the Demon Cult someday to meet the Demon Cult's Left Envoy of Light, but I didn't expect you to come to me on your own initiative, saving me the trouble of traveling.

Since we meet here today, I won’t waste time talking to you. I, Zuo Lengchan, want the head on your neck.”

Yue Wenxuan sat still, his expression calm and composed, not showing any panic, and said calmly:

"It's easy to get my head, as long as you have the courage to bet your own head.

But do you have the courage to fight me alone?"

Of course Zuo Lengchan didn’t dare!
If he hadn't heard that Taoist Chongxu was defeated by Yue Wenxuan's sword some time ago, he would definitely have the courage to do this. But after hearing about this incident, if he still got excited and wanted to fight Yue Wenxuan alone, then he would not be worthy of being the head of Songshan Sect.

A tyrant like Zuo Lengchan sometimes attaches great importance to his reputation, but sometimes he can also give up his reputation.

He sneered and said, "It is our duty to slay demons and monsters. If I were alone, I would fight you alone, even if I die, I would have no regrets.

But we have a lot of people right now, including our Songshan Sect and the monks from Shaolin Temple. We all want to fight the devil, so if someone is willing to lend a hand, I certainly won't stop them."

Zuo Lengchan is the head of a sect after all, so no matter what he says, he can always make it sound reasonable.

“So you’re afraid of me and don’t dare to fight me alone.” Yue Wenxuan looked at Zuo Lengchan with contempt. “The leader of the Five Mountains Sword Sect is actually a coward. Seeing you today is really disappointing.”

"We righteous people all have a chivalrous heart. How can a demon from the Demon Sect like you understand this kind of great benevolence and righteousness?" Zuo Lengchan was not moved at all. "Don't say that we righteous people are bullying you. I can give you a choice. If you are willing to surrender today, I can consider sparing your life."

"You Songshan Sect are all a bunch of rabble. You want to spare my life with just a few of your soldiers and generals? Alliance Leader Zuo's martial arts skills are not that good, but he is quite shameless.

Since you are so eager to die, I will grant your wish."

At this point, Yue Wenxuan stood up and said, "The palace is solemn. If we do something here, it will be a blasphemy to the Buddha. Since you guys are so anxious for me to see you off, let's go out and find a spacious place."

Master Fang Zheng originally intended to try to persuade them, but at this point, he realized that no matter what he said, it would be useless, so he stopped trying to persuade them and led them directly to the martial arts arena outside.

Everyone stood still in the martial arts arena. Zuo Lengchan did not rush to take action. Instead, he turned around and said to Master Fang Zheng:
"Master Fang Zheng, Yue Wenxuan is the Left Envoy of the Demon Cult. Apart from Dongfang Bubai, he is the biggest demon.

And I heard that he is only eighteen years old this year. At such a young age, he already has the strength to defeat Taoist Chongxu. If a few years or decades pass, his martial arts may far surpass that of Dongfang Bubai at this moment.

When his martial arts skills are fully developed, if he leads the evil sect to wreak havoc in the martial arts world, by that time, I'm afraid no one will be able to control them.

Master Fang Zheng is the leader of the martial arts world, so he should understand this principle."

Master Fang Zheng knew what Zuo Lengchan meant, but he didn't want to get involved in the fight between the two sides. He chanted a Buddhist name but still said nothing.

Zuo Lengchan sneered in his heart and continued to speak righteously: "Master Fang Zheng is kind-hearted, but doesn't he know that raising a tiger will bring trouble?
If Yue Wenxuan really becomes powerful, and leads his men to Shaolin Temple, Master Fang Zheng will probably regret it too late."

Master Fang Zheng chanted a Buddhist name and said solemnly, "Young Master Yue is still a young man. After defeating Taoist Chongxu some time ago, he was still willing to spare his life, which shows that he still has good intentions in his heart.

As long as there is a trace of kindness in his heart, Young Master Yue will study Buddhism more in the days to come. I believe that he will achieve great enlightenment and eliminate evil and keep good.

I have already discovered this when discussing Buddhism with Young Master Yue just now, so I am willing to give him a chance to reform.

I know that the hatred between Leader Zuo and Young Master Yue is difficult to reconcile, but I still hope that both of you can exercise some restraint."

Zuo Lengchan said so much just to force this group of monks from Shaolin Temple to advance and retreat with him. If he could unite this group of big monks from Shaolin Temple, it would be a sure thing to kill Yue Wenxuan here today.

All the top-notch masters of their Songshan sect have come out in full force today, but because some of their powerful junior brothers are not in the sect, even with Zuo Lengchan, there are only eight good masters present at this moment.

After all, Yue Wenxuan had a record of defeating Taoist Chongxu, so even with so many people present, Zuo Lengchan was still worried that Yue Wenxuan would escape. Only by coercing these people from Shaolin Temple to work together could he be sure of killing Yue Wenxuan.

Master Fang Zheng may appear to be a great monk, but in reality he is an extremely wise man, especially in his ability to see the overall situation, which few can match.

He said the most compassionate words and seemed a little pedantic, but in fact his heart was as clear as a mirror and he just didn't want to get involved in the fight between the two sides.

Zuo Lengchan tried to persuade Master Fang Zheng for a long time but still failed, so he finally gave up the idea.

"Since Master Fang Zheng is unwilling to take action, then just stand by and be a witness.

Yue Wenxuan killed four masters of our Songshan Sect. He is our Songshan Sect’s greatest enemy. If we don’t kill him here today, how can our Songshan Sect still stand in the world?”

Having said that, Zuo Lengchan waved his hand, and the other seven guards of the Songshan Sect moved their feet and surrounded Yue Wenxuan.

Everyone stared at Yue Wenxuan, their eyes revealing deep hatred, and they all drew their weapons.

Just as they were about to attack, Ren Yingying quietly moved her steps, found the most suitable position to stand, and secretly held a few poisoned silver needles in her hands. Ren Yingying was an extremely proud person, she rarely used hidden weapons, let alone poisoned hidden weapons, but this was for Yue Wenxuan's safety, she could no longer care about this.

Songshan faction dispatched seven first-rate masters and the top-notch master Zuo Lengchan to besiege Yue Wenxuan. In Ren Yingying's opinion, Yue Wenxuan's situation was very dangerous at this time.

With her personal fighting ability, even if she and Yue Wenxuan fought the enemy together, the role she could play would not be very significant. Instead of standing beside Yue Wenxuan and causing trouble for him, it would be better for her to lend him a helping hand in secret.

Although Ren Yingying rarely uses hidden weapons, her skills are extremely advanced, but she will not use them easily. If she shoots the silver needle unexpectedly at a critical moment, it may have a miraculous effect of changing the situation of the battle.

"Be careful!" Yue Wenxuan warned, drew out the Hanxing Sword with incredible swiftness, and flew towards Zuo Lengchan.

Yue Wenxuan's figure was as fast as lightning, and the Hanxing Sword in his hand seemed to have turned into the brightest star in the night sky. As the sword flashed, it had already arrived in front of Zuo Lengchan.

Zuo Lengchan snorted coldly and blocked the opponent's sword with his long sword. The tip of the sword collided with the Hanxing Sword, making a crisp metallic sound. Both of them were shocked and took several steps back. Amidst the flying dust, a thrilling duel began.

Upon seeing this, the other seven guards of Songshan Sect roared and rushed towards Yue Wenxuan. Some of them used knives, while others held swords, each showing their strengths, intending to trap Yue Wenxuan in the formation.

Yue Wenxuan was not in a hurry. The Hanxing Sword in his hand was like a dragon playing in the water, sometimes light and agile, sometimes strong and powerful. Every time the sword was swung, it was accompanied by a biting sword wind that made people dare not look directly at it.

Yue Wenxuan was seen moving left and right, forward and backward, shuttling among the people of Songshan Sect like a ghost. No one could stop him wherever his sword went.

This was because Yue Wenxuan was slightly restrained and did not exert his full strength. Otherwise, it would have only taken a moment to kill those people in front of him.

His purpose of coming to Shaolin Temple this time was to discuss Buddhism with Master Fang Zheng and other eminent monks, and also to learn about the various magical skills of Shaolin Temple. Before achieving his goal, he couldn't let the intrusion of the Songshan Sect ruin his plan.

If he really showed strength far beyond that of Dongfang Bubai in front of everyone, these monks from Shaolin Temple would probably join forces with Zuo Lengchan and his men to deal with him.

This time he is fighting one against eight people, so naturally he has to show his strong side, but he can't be too scary, at least he can't let people think that his martial arts have surpassed Dongfang Bubai.

Yue Wenxuan first took advantage of the situation and performed a "Meteor Chasing the Moon" move. The tip of the sword lightly tapped and a guard was stabbed in the left chest. Blood gushed out and he fell to the side with a scream, thus losing his combat effectiveness.

Seeing this, the others attacked more fiercely, but Yue Wenxuan seemed to get braver and braver. He used the essence of the "Sword of Delusion Breaking" and every move was aimed directly at the opponent's weakness. The sword light was like a weaving net, impenetrable.

In a blink of an eye, three more people were injured by Yue Wenxuan's sword moves, some were stabbed in the arm, some were cut in the waist, and all fell to the ground seriously injured, wailing.

Zuo Lengchan's face turned pale when he saw this. If he couldn't kill Yue Wenxuan during such a good opportunity today, how would the Songshan Sect maintain its reputation?
He roared, and the inner Qi in his body surged. A layer of faint coldness suddenly covered the sword. It was obvious that he had already played his trump card and had pushed his icy inner Qi to the extreme.

He suddenly jumped up and pounced on Yue Wenxuan like a tiger coming down the mountain.

Seeing this, Yue Wenxuan curled up the corner of his mouth into a sneer. He had been waiting for this moment. Instead of retreating, he advanced. The Hanxing Sword turned into a silver streak and confronted Zuo Lengchan's sword head-on.

When the two swords collided, there was a deafening roar, and the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart by the powerful sword energy.

Zuo Lengchan only felt an indescribable force coming from the tip of the sword, which made his arm numb and his body involuntarily took several steps back.

He never expected that Yue Wenxuan, at such a young age, not only had unfathomable swordsmanship, but his internal strength had also reached the highest level, even far surpassing him!

Yue Wenxuan took advantage of the situation and moved forward, the cold light on the tip of his sword became even brighter, aiming straight at Zuo Lengchan's throat.

The speed of this sword was too fast. Zuo Lengchan was shocked and quickly swung his sword to block it, but he was half a beat too slow. He felt a chill on his neck and a warm liquid slid down his skin. He was actually cut by the tip of Yue Wenxuan's sword.

Although it was only a minor injury, it was a great shame for Zuo Lengchan!

He roared angrily, and the true energy in his body surged again, ready to fight to the death with Yue Wenxuan.

Although Zuo Lengchan's attack was fierce, it was like a violent storm and could not be sustained. Yue Wenxuan's figure was graceful, like a dragon flying in the sky, and he easily resolved the opponent's round of attacks.

The tip of his sword trembled slightly, and the sword light was like mercury pouring on the ground, penetrating every hole. Taking advantage of the moment when Zuo Lengchan's true energy was slightly exhausted, his body flashed and he was already on his left side. The Hanxing sword was as fast as lightning, leaving a sword mark on Zuo Lengchan's shoulder so deep that the bone could be seen, and blood instantly dyed his clothes red.

Zuo Lengchan staggered, his face turned pale, and a look of disbelief and horror flashed in his eyes.

He never expected that Yue Wenxuan's swordsmanship was so terrifying. If he was even slightly careless today, he would certainly not be able to kill Yue Wenxuan. The eight people from their Songshan Sect might even be in danger of being wiped out!
He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, held the sword with both hands, the tip of the sword lowered, and his body became even colder. It was obvious that he was preparing to use the unique skills of the Songshan School to fight Yue Wenxuan to the death.

However, how could Yue Wenxuan give him a chance to breathe? He raised a faint smile, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and his figure started again, shuttling through the battlefield like a ghost.

The other guards of Songshan Sect cried out in surprise when they saw this, but it was too late to rescue them. Yue Wenxuan's sword flashed, and the guard of Songshan Sect, Yin-Yang Hand Le Hou, was unable to dodge and was cut in the throat by the sword. He fell to the ground and died.

This sudden change shocked everyone present!
After Yue Wenxuan seriously injured several people, this was the first person he killed.

Zuo Lengchan's eyes were wide open with anger, his heart was filled with grief and anger, resentment and regret.

"Yue Wenxuan, today either you die or I die!"

Zuo Lengchan roared, and his whole body surged with true energy. The icy true energy instantly condensed into frost, covering his sword, forming a crystal clear ice sword. He rose up like a giant ice dragon, rushing towards Yue Wenxuan with the power to destroy the world.

Yue Wenxuan's face was solemn. He knew that Zuo Lengchan's desperate attack was of no trivial importance. He had to go all out and not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

He took a deep breath, and the internal Qi in his body circulated to the extreme. The sword light on the Hanxing Sword became stronger, as if it could pierce through the void.

Instead of retreating, he advanced and met Zuo Lengchan's icy and piercing sword energy.

The two swords intersected again, and suddenly there was an earth-shaking roar, and the surrounding air seemed to be solidified by this powerful sword energy.

Zuo Lengchan's icy sword energy and Yue Wenxuan's sharp sword light collided violently, splashing countless ice chips and sparks, tearing the surrounding space into pieces.

However, at this critical moment of life and death, Yue Wenxuan suddenly moved to the side, took advantage of the momentum and pointed the tip of his sword straight forward, then suddenly pressed down, turning into a silver lightning, and went straight to Zuo Lengchan's heart.

Zuo Lengchan was horrified and quickly swung his sword to block, but he was already powerless. He felt a chill in his chest and a chill running through his heart.

"puff!"

Zuo Lengchan spat out blood and staggered back, his eyes full of reluctance and despair. Although he was not killed directly by the sword, he was inevitably seriously injured.

With the terrifying strength displayed by Yue Wenxuan, he was no longer able to resist Yue Wenxuan's next attack. If he had one more move, he might have died here today.

(End of this chapter)