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Chapter 161
She is dressed in white clothes like snow, and when she walks, she is very relaxed, like a white cloud floating in the sky, but her height is about half a head shorter than ordinary people.

Shaoshi Mountain, outside the gate of Shaolin School, white-clothed swordsman from Dongying wants to challenge Shaolin School Abbot Kong Wen, if Kong Wen disagrees, he will kill a Shaolin School monk every day.

Blood flowed slowly along the steps of the temple gate.

At the end of the blood was a young monk who had just joined the Shaolin sect. Because he was young, he was young and vigorous, so when the swordsman in white came to the door, he was the first to rush forward.

The white-clothed swordsman swung his long sword, and the blood on the blade splashed from the blade. Under the sun, the sword light was like snow.

"The purpose of my coming is just to see your martial arts in the Central Plains. I don't want to hurt the innocent, but you must do it. He will be your end." The swordsman in white pointed at the monk who died tragically. He spoke fluent Mandarin, and he seemed to be well prepared .

As soon as these words came out, the hearts of those monks who wanted to fight the swordsman in white were instantly defeated. Since there is no need to die, no one wants to die.

In the glorious Main Hall, Kong Wen was pacing constantly. Kong Zhi, who had lost his arm, had a sharp decline in martial arts. He had given up martial arts and turned to study Buddhism. The former violent spirit was gone.

"Brother, why didn't you come forward?" Kong Zhi asked, he was a simple and scheming person, once the Dharma was deep, he forgot things and self, and life and death had long been ignored.

Kong Wen looked helplessly at his junior brother, not knowing what to say.

Just as Kong Zhi was about to speak, the sound of mighty footsteps came from outside the Daxiong Hall. They were all senior Shaolin monks of the round generation. Under the leadership of Cheng Kun, they said to Kong Wen in unison: "I implore the abbot to help the Shaolin sect Go and fight."

Kong Zhi begged: "Brother, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?"

Kongwen heard that it was hard to get off a tiger, and he was in a dilemma.

Today's Shaolin sect has long lost its former glory. If he avoids fighting, the Shaolin sect will be notorious. Therefore, Kong Wen gritted his teeth, put his hands together and said: "My Buddha is merciful, and I also roar like a lion." With that said, he strode out of the Main Hall, and Cheng Kun and others immediately followed.

The white-clothed swordsman waiting outside the gate of the Shaolin School was confronting a group of monks with sticks.

"I have seen the abbot."

After Kong Wen appeared, the group of monks immediately saluted and made way for them.

"Dare to ask who is the benefactor? Why do you have to be aggressive?" Kong Wenqiang asked calmly.

The white-clothed swordsman said indifferently: "I, Hu Yanlang, from Dongying, I only want to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship in this life. I heard that the Central Plains is a place where martial arts flourish, so I came here to challenge."

Cheng Kun and others also came out at this time and looked at Kong Wen and the swordsman in white quietly without saying a word.

Kong Wen took a deep breath, and said: "Please advise." As he said, he preemptively struck the enemy, Dragon Claw Hand's strongest move, the three moves of grabbing the bead, directly aimed at Huyanlang's eyeball.

"Tips for carving insects."

Hu Yanlang smiled disdainfully, drew his sword out of its sheath, the sword light flashed, followed by a scream, followed by a burst of blood, Kong Wen had already cut off an arm by his sword.

Kong Zhi looked at his brother's flying arm, and felt much happier for some reason.

Cheng Kun's eyes showed joy, and he already had confidence in the martial arts of the swordsman in white. Even if he was not Suning's opponent, Suning would definitely be injured.

He didn't know much about Hu Yanlang, because Hu Yanlang was found by Wang Baobao from Dongying.

"The poor monk admits defeat."

Kong Wen tapped the acupuncture point of the severed arm with his remaining left hand to stop the bleeding, his face turned pale and he surrendered.

Hu Yanlang didn't kill, and said disdainfully: "You are such a waste, you don't deserve to die in my hands, don't you have the so-called six sects in the Central Plains martial arts, I will challenge once a month, and next time, I will challenge the Emei sect .”

Kong Wen quickly asked, "Why don't you go to Wudang first?"

He is bringing disaster to the east.

Hu Yanlang pretended not to know: "Wudang, I won't go to the door. My late father was once favored by Master Zhang Sanfeng, so the Wudang faction, even if I die, I will not come to provoke you, unless Wudang sends people to come to find me."

The light and fluffy words directly made Kong Wen faint from anger.

Cheng Kun quickly caught Kong Wen, but sneered in his heart and said: "When Suning enters the game, your use value will be gone. At that time, I will personally send you to the west to see the Buddha. The Shaolin sect is all in my hands." It's under control."

After the swordsman in white left.

Kongzhi stopped the blood for Kongwen's luck, and Kongwen came to life.

"Wulin is in great danger!"

Kong Wen said with a pale face: "Why can Wudang stay out of it!"

Cheng Kun sneered in his heart, this was naturally to lure Suning down Wudang Mountain.

The swordsman in white is naturally an important part of Cheng Kun and Wang Baobao's discussion on dealing with Suning.

Cheng Kun reminded: "Uncle, if that white-clothed swordsman is allowed to choose the five sects, the Wudang sect may dominate the world."

Kong Wen was seriously injured, but his mind was still sober, and he naturally heard the meaning of Cheng Kun's words. After pondering for a while, he said calmly: "The rise and fall of Wulin, the Wudang faction can't stay out of it. Since that Hu Yanlang doesn't challenge Wudang, he can only let him Wudang sent to challenge Hu Yanlang, this is a major event in the rise and fall of Wulin, I don't think Wudang can refuse, not to mention, Emei and Wudang have a deep friendship."

Cheng Kun pretended to be surprised and said: "Uncle Shi, then Suning should not come out of the mountain."

Kong Wen shook his head and said: "The great righteousness is our priority, how can Suning refuse?"

Cheng Kun nodded and said, "Uncle, then my nephew will send someone to notify the leaders of the Kunlun, Huashan, Emei, and Kongtong sects to join the Wudang sect and invite Suning to come down."

Kongwen nodded with satisfaction, and with the help of Kongzhi, he walked into the temple to heal his wounds.

Ten days later, each sect received letters from the Shaolin sect, each with a different view.

Miejue Shitai would rather bend than bend, if not for many disciples kneeling down to persuade her, I am afraid she would rather perish than go to the Wudang sect to ask Suning to help.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian of the Huashan School were defeated by Song Qingshu, and they felt resentful towards the Wudang School, so it was their duty to do so.

The Kongtong faction is used to making peace with each other, and is at peace with the situation.

As for the Huashan faction, because of Suning, there has been a long period of infighting, and the talents withered. The newly elected head is a 30-year-old disciple, surnamed Yue and named Qunshan, with low sword skills. He dare not offend the Shaolin faction, and of course he dare not offend Wudang. group.

He felt that anyway, he followed the crowd and just kept silent.

Another ten days later, the heads of the five sects rushed to Wudang Mountain without taking their disciples. They were all good horses, and they changed frequently.

When they arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain and got off their horses to go up the mountain, Wudang disciples saw such a formation, fearing that this group of people were here to cause trouble, they quickly formed Suning's improved Zhenwu Seven-section formation to stop the leaders of the five sects.

"Masters, please unload your weapons." The leading Wudang disciple said, pointing to the Unleashing Sword Stele in front of the pavilion not far away.

Juejueshi knew this rule too early, so he didn't carry Yitian Sword or any weapon at all.

"What kind of rule is this? Why don't I know?" Ban Shuxian asked angrily with a bad temper.

The leading disciple proudly said: "This is the rule set by the little uncle a year ago. If Mrs. He is not willing, please leave as soon as possible, otherwise my Wudang Sword Formation will never tolerate it."

"Bastard!" Ban Shuxian drew her sword out of its sheath, ready to teach this Wudang disciple a lesson.

"The formation."

The leading disciple overlapped the long swords of the ten Wudang disciples behind him. Immediately, Ban Shuxian was hit by overwhelming sword power. She couldn't dodge, and was seriously injured by the sword power. Holding it hard, the long sword was bent and broken by the force of the sword, and stabbed back, directly piercing his heart.

Today's Wudang disciples are as strong as a sword, and they are outstanding and proud.

With the formation of rabbits and falcons, the several sect leaders had no time to lend a helping hand.

He Taichong could not hide his ecstasy.

This bitch is finally dead, haha.

……

On the lotus peak.

In the bamboo hut, Suning came back from sword practice, and accidentally glanced at his unkempt self in the bronze mirror, and suddenly became a little uncomfortable.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I actually miss that girl a little bit, it seems that she was taken care of very well."

Four years ago, after Zhou Zhiruo had achieved a small degree of swordsmanship and was able to study, Suning's daily life was taken care of by Zhou Zhiruo, which also made Suning develop a little inertia.

Three days ago, after Zhou Zhiruo was ordered by her teacher to go down the mountain to practice, Suning's life immediately became a mess.

But Suning is not a hypocritical person after all, and soon recovered.

Facing the bronze mirror, he straightened his hair, boiled water and took a hot bath. After changing into a Taoist robe, Suning heard the urgent call of Chunfeng, who was in charge of delivering the message to him, and suddenly felt that something was up.

(End of this chapter)