People write diaries in Zongwu, and the heroes collapse

"Damn it, he actually wants Miss Wang to give perjury. Miss Wang understands the righteousness and will not give in."

Several Beggar Clan disciples stood up, pointed at Bao BuTong, Feng BoE and others and started yelling.

As soon as Wang Yuyan appeared here, everyone's eyes were blinded. After many inquiries, they finally found out Wang Yuyan's origin.

When Bao BuTong heard Wang Yuyan's words, his face changed slightly. Miss Wang's reaction was a bit wrong. She should have believed in the young master 100%. How could she say such a thing now.

Did something happen during this time?

Song Qingxi sneered: "Bao Bu BuTong, now you have nothing to say. No one in Jiangnan knows about the relationship between Miss Wang and Murong Fu."

"You are slandering!"

Bao Buping jumped in anger, it was clear that Song Qingxi was deliberately framed.

"Okay! Since you said slander, then tell everyone where Murong Fu was when Deputy Gang Leader Ma died. If you can't tell, don't be rude to us."

Song Qingxi sneered and said.

"..."

Bao BuTong was speechless for a while.

What should he say? When Deputy Gang Leader Ma died, he didn't know the whereabouts of Murong Fu.

"There's nothing more to say! Come on, take them down!"

Song Qingxi gave an order, and eighteen Beggar Clan disciples holding bamboo sticks came out and surrounded Bao BuTong and Feng BoE.

Subsequently, these eighteen Beggar Clan disciples formed a formation and launched an attack on Bao BuTong and Feng BoE.

"Lu Chen, this is the Beggar Clan's dog-beating stick technique."

Wang Yuyan explained to Lu Chen.

Although the martial arts of dog-beating stick technique is not powerful, it can form a formation, which is easy to use and very powerful.

When you encounter a dog, fight the dog, and when you encounter the evil, get rid of the evil.

These Beggar Clan disciples use bamboo sticks and have intensive moves. When it comes to individual martial arts, Bao BuTong is naturally far superior to these Beggar Clan disciples.

However, these Beggar Clan disciples used formations. Even though Bao BuTong was very skilled, he was forced to retreat continuously, and the danger was everywhere.

Feng BoEi didn't fare much better. He flew up through the air, and just as he was about to land, he found that the ground was blocked by a bamboo stick. He quickly stepped on a bamboo stick with his right foot and jumped out of the encirclement with almost every chance.

Unlike Bao who was trapped in the formation, he no longer fought with these Beggar Clan disciples. He used his true energy and slapped out with his palm, and all the besieging Beggar Clan disciples were knocked away.

Although this dog-beating stick method is very powerful, the defeat is due to the weak internal strength of these Beggar Clan disciples, and they are easily defeated by Bao BuTong.

"Too deceiving!"

Song Qingxi took matters into his own hands and swung his steel staff towards Bao BuTong.

The two fought for dozens of rounds, regardless of victory or defeat, and even for a moment, they were tied.

"Sister, who do you think will win among these two?"

Zhou Zhiruo asked Ji Xiaofu.

Ji Xiaofu carefully observed the two men in the battle and said to Zhou Zhiruo: "In terms of skill, the one named Bao BuTong should be more powerful, but he faced the enemy with bare hands and suffered a disadvantage."

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, then looked to Lu Chen's side and saw Wang Yuyan and Lu Chen standing together like a couple.

"Huh? Why do you keep looking at that person? Who is standing with Miss Wang?"

Ji Xiaofu noticed Zhou Zhiruo's movements and asked a little strangely.

"I'm just curious, this person can actually stand with Miss Wang, and Mrs. Wang doesn't object."

Zhou Zhiruo replied.

Ji Xiaofu glanced at Lu Chen, who happened to be looking towards him and nodded lightly towards her.

Ji Xiaofu looked away and frowned slightly: "It's really strange for you to say that."

Although Ji Xiaofu has just come to Suzhou, she has heard a lot of rumors about Mrs. Wang. Ordinary men will not end well if they look at him even more. However, now he allows a servant to stand with his own lady. This is really too much. Weird.

"Is there something special about this person?"

Ji Xiaofu guessed.

However, she didn't think too much and continued to stare at the field.

In the field, Bao BuTong and Song Qingxi were still fighting hard, and neither could win.

At this moment, a monk fell from the sky, and his powerful momentum knocked Bao BuTong and Song Qingxi flying out.

"who are you?"

Song Qingxi asked with an ugly face. He touched his chest and found that several ribs were broken. He was secretly surprised that this person had such profound internal strength.

"That's good, that's good. The young monk came here just to see the legendary Nan Murong Beiqiao Peak."

"I wonder who is Qiao Feng and who is Murong Fu?"

This fan monk who descended from the sky was naturally Jiumozhi. Today he was going to meet Qiao Feng and Murong Fu, who had been in the limelight recently.

"What qualifications do you, a foreign monk, have to meet our leader?"

Wu Changfeng, one of the four elders of the Beggar Clan, shouted angrily at Jiumozhi.

"Good! Good!"

As soon as the voice fell, Jiumozhi suddenly took action against Wu Changfeng, waved his palm and made a golden palm print, flying directly towards Wu Changfeng.

Wu Changfeng's expression changed drastically, and he quickly waved the ghost head sword to resist.

However, the powerful palm print directly broke the ghost-headed sword in his hand and struck him. Wu Changfeng's body vomited blood and flew backwards.

"This……"

The people in the Beggar Clan and those in the Jianghu were all stunned. They did not expect that the monk's cultivation level was so high. He injured Wu Changfeng with just one palm. This level of skill was definitely that of a master.

The people in the Beggar Clan were very nervous as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"Why, the young monk came all the way to the Song Dynasty just to learn martial arts. Could it be that the martial arts of the Song Dynasty was in vain?"

Jiumozhi saw the beggar gang looking useless and said with disdain.

The four elders dared not speak out in anger, and wanted to take down this monk, but they were not strong enough.

Quan Guanqing, who was originally standing in front, now quietly hid himself in the crowd.

Having shot the first bird, Quan Guanqing knew that this monk came with bad intentions, and he was afraid that only Qiao Feng could fight against him among the Beggar Clan.

"It seems that the Song Dynasty is really in decline. It seems that Xiao Monk's trip was in vain."

Seeing that no one stood up, Jiumozhi shook his head slightly.

"The master is a monk, so why should he be aggressive?"

At this moment, Ji Xiaofu spoke.

Jiumozhi glanced at Ji Xiaofu and smiled faintly: "If the young monk guessed correctly, the girl should be from the Emei sect."

"Master, you really have a good eye!"

Ji Xiaofu's face flashed with shock. This monk had really good eyesight and could actually tell that she was from the Emei Sect.

"Many years ago, the young monk learned the Yitian Sword from the leader of the noble sect. It is still unforgettable that there is such a powerful magical weapon in this world."

Jiumozhi said with a smile.

It turns out that when Jiumozhi traveled to the Ming Dynasty many years ago, he accidentally met Master Miejie. At that time, he had not yet achieved great success in Kung Fu. In their first encounter, Master Miejie forced him back with the sharp Heavenly Sword.