Chapter 69: Ren Wo Xing: Am I from the Mo Sect? Or Is He? (Fifth Installment)

In the Smiling, Proud Jianghu world, Shaolin Temple.

"Father, it seems Shaolin is being surrounded!"

In the dense forest beside Shaolin, Ren Yingying and Ren Wo Xing were currently there with a few others.

This time Ren Wo Xing has returned to the jianghu world, naturally intending to fully restore his strength.

And Ren Wo Xing had set his sights on Shaolin Temple.

It was just that, unexpectedly, upon arriving, he witnessed the scene before him.

Shaolin was actually being surrounded by people.

"Is it our people?"

After thinking for a moment, Ren Wo Xing felt that only those from his Mo Sect could surround Shaolin.

However, Ren Yingying's next words left him stunned.

"Father, they seem to be people from the Five Great Sword Sects!"

Ren Yingying looked carefully, then confirmed it was indeed people from the Five Great Sword Sects.

In an instant, such a scene sparked Ren Wo Xing's interest.

And at this moment, at the mountain gate...

Abbot Fang Zheng, who had hurriedly rushed out from within the temple, had arrived.

Upon arriving, seeing Yue Buqun and others surrounding Shaolin Temple, he was immediately bewildered.

It really was Yue Buqun and the others!

What are they trying to do?

"Amitabha, Left Alliance Leader Yue, your honorable visit today, I wonder what purpose you serve?"

Fang Zheng suppressed the anger in his heart and voiced the confusion in his mind.

Bringing people to surround Shaolin Temple for no reason at all, what is the intent?

We are all renowned orthodox sects!

"Abbot Fang Zheng is joking; our Five Great Sword Alliance has come this time to demand justice from Shaolin Temple!"

Upon hearing these words, Abbot Fang Zheng immediately frowned!

"Demand justice? What justice?"

The Abbot was puzzled; what injustice had their Shaolin Temple committed?

There was none; recently Shaolin had done nothing at all.

"That is correct; a few days ago, many disciples of our Five Great Sword Sects were injured by your Shaolin; please, Abbot Fang Zheng, return justice!"

Yue Buqun waved his hand now, and several injured disciples were carried forward.

"Alliance Leader, it was people from Shaolin Temple who did this; you must help us seek justice!"

"Yes, Alliance Leader, these Shaolin bald rascals are too oppressive!"

"I only said a few words, and they broke my leg!"

"…………"

The cries of lamentation, one after another, left Abbot Fang Zheng completely stunned.

Our Shaolin has recently closed its mountain gates; no disciples have gone out.

Involuntarily, Abbot Fang Zheng exchanged a glance with his fellow disciples.

But everyone present shook their heads.

Such a scene caused Abbot Fang Zheng's brows to furrow tightly.

"Alliance Leader Yue, our Shaolin has had no disciples descend the mountain recently; what about these people's injuries?"

The words were not finished, but the meaning between Abbot Fang Zheng's words was already very clear.

Our Shaolin people have not descended the mountain; how could these people have been beaten by our Shaolin?

You are clearly here to stage a fake accident and pick a fight!

"Hmph, what, Abbot Fang Zheng, do you think we are deceiving you?"

A cold shout rang out; Yue Buqun spoke with bold confidence.

Afterwards, he slowly took two steps forward.

"Look at this person's injuries; your Shaolin is being too oppressive!"

Pointing at one injured disciple, Yue Buqun spoke now with impassioned fervor.

"Although our Five Great Sword Sects are humble and our words carry little weight, we cannot endure such humiliation!"

"Today, Shaolin must give us an explanation!"

Between the words, Yue Buqun was advancing step by step.

In an instant, Fang Zheng and the others at the mountain gate sensed a hint of ill intent from the newcomers.

However, Fang Zheng could not figure it out at all.

Are Yue Buqun and these people from the Five Great Sword Sects crazy?

Do they dare to provoke Shaolin?

Isn't this like an egg striking a stone?

"Hmph, I think Abbot Yue is here with ill intent!"

Seeing that Yue Buqun was clearly staging a fake accident, Abbot Fang Zheng also became impolite.

The mere Five Great Sword Sects, our Shaolin did not place them in our hearts at all.

If not for considering that we are all renowned orthodox sects, Abbot Fang Zheng and the others would have struck out long ago.

However, after Abbot Fang Zheng's words fell, what he received was Yue Buqun's sigh.

"Sigh, since the Shaolin Sect insists on this, we have no choice but to offend you!"

With a sigh, Yue Buqun stepped forward first, standing before the crowd.

He was very satisfied with Abbot Fang Zheng's reply.

He wanted the Shaolin Sect to be stubborn; otherwise, he wouldn't know what excuse to make.

"Hmph!"

Seeing Yue Buqun's arrogance, anyone would feel a spark of anger, let alone the Shaolin Abbot.

With a cold shout, the next moment, Abbot Fang Zheng's internal energy surged, and in a flash of movement, he attacked Yue Buqun.

He thrust out a palm, sending waves of fierce wind, showing that Abbot Fang Zheng's strength was no ordinary feat.

However, facing Abbot Fang Zheng's attack, Yue Buqun remained utterly unmoved.

"Boom!"

The next second, a dull thud was heard, and Abbot Fang Zheng's body was instantly blasted backward.

Countless people in Wu Lin were stunned by this scene.

Then, in front of Yue Buqun, a nine-foot wall of Qi stood firm.

Abbot Fang Zheng had just struck that wall of Qi and was blasted away directly by the internal energy.

Such a scene left everyone dumbfounded.

In the minds of countless people, there was only one thought.

When did Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect, become so awesome?

Feeling everyone's gaze, Yue Buqun's expression remained unchanged, though he secretly rejoiced in his heart.

This act of showing off was truly comfortable!

"Sigh, Master Fang Zheng, your sneak attack on me puts me in a difficult position!"

Looking at the blood-spitting Master Fang Zheng, Yue Buqun directly accused the other of a sneak attack.

To stand in the Jianghu, he, Yue Buqun, needed to save face.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have made so many excuses before.

"Very well, since the Master insists on this, I have no choice but to offend you!"

As the words fell, Yue Buqun's internal energy surged within him; under the explosion of hundreds of years of internal energy, it directly transformed into a giant palm and struck the Gao Seng of the Shaolin Sect.

Before the giant palm even descended, terrifying fierce wind had already blown over.

"Boom!"

A huge roar was heard; at the Shaolin mountain gate, dust and smoke filled the air, and cracks appeared all over the ground.

Such a terrifying scene left the people of the Five Great Sword Sects utterly stunned.

Fierce, too damn fierce!

Countless people looked at Yue Buqun in shock, forgetting everything for a moment.

"Cough, cough, Yue Buqun, you have gone too far!"

At the mountain gate, the lingering smoke gradually dispersed, revealing the scene within.

A group of Gao Seng from Shaolin lay heavily injured on the ground, spitting blood from their mouths.

Abbot Fang Zheng shouted angrily at Yue Buqun, his eyes filled with rage.

Yet, regarding all this, Yue Buqun remained calm and composed.

"Master Fang Zheng is old and cannot walk; regarding the matter of compensation, we will go in and take it ourselves!"

With righteous words spoken, countless people looked at Yue Buqun in bewilderment.

Even Ren Woxing, Ren Yingying, and others in the distance were completely bewildered.

Is this a righteous sect?

This is even more demonic than the Mo Sect!

When the Mo Sect does things, at least they do it secretly.

Yue Buqun's move left Ren Woxing stunned.

Is he the one from the Mo Sect, or is it Yue Buqun?