Chapter 16

When the noise in the field gradually stopped.

Gu Hanyuan looked around at the changes in everyone's expressions in the major sects. There were curiosity, doubt, fear, but more of it was awe.

Finally, Gu Hanyuan stared at Kongwen and Kongzhi and spoke loudly:

"Sure enough, it is the domineering North Shaolin! If you can't get the upper hand in reasoning, you will make a move directly. If it weren't for the fact that I, Gu, have some skills, wouldn't I have been killed by you? I don't know where your high morality is? Where is your prestige? Where is your compassion? You dare to be so unscrupulous in front of my Grandmaster. Are you bullying me, Wu Dang, for having no one?"

Gu Hanyuan's volume of questioning became louder and louder, and finally, after drinking and asking, a "clanging" sound rang out in the field.

The Wu Dang disciples behind him subconsciously drew their swords and said in unison:

"Are you bullying me, Wu Dang, for having no one?"

After all, it rose to the honor of the sect; if the Wu Dang disciples didn't respond, they would be spurned by others.

People in this world have a very high sense of identity with clans and sects, so people who are expelled from the sect will find it difficult to gain a foothold in the Jianghu.

This is also the place where Gu Hanyuan is speechless about Zhang Cuishan. It sounds good to bear it alone, but wouldn't being forced to commit suicide affect the prestige of the sect? Really speaking, Zhang Cuishan's death is the greatest insult to Zhang Sanfeng and the Wu Dangpai.

Seeing the Wu Dang disciples all drawing their swords, in a state of tension. The faces of the people in the major sects in the field all changed.

Not to mention that the strength of the Wudang Sect is stronger than them, and besides the Heavenly Sword of Abbess Miejue, everyone's weapons are unloaded and deposited in the Sword-Unloading Pool.

With bare hands, there is only the end of being slaughtered.

Kongwen was originally worried about causing a fight, so he only came to force questions with the momentum of the crowd and the name of righteousness; solving it by force was simply not an option.

As for the talk of appointment, that is what will be done when the strength is equal; if the strength gap between the two sides is too large, who will pay attention to you.

However, it was never expected that it would evolve into the current situation under Gu Hanyuan's sharp tongue.

This is also Gu Hanyuan's confidence in indiscriminately putting hats on others, because he knows that Kongwen absolutely dare not use force again, as long as the situation is pushed to tension as much as possible, the more gunpowder smell, the more momentum he can borrow from the Wu Dangpai. And Kongwen can only soften and speak with his mouth. But can someone who has received modern information explosion be afraid of spraying with a few bald donkeys?

Of course, it is meaningless for Kongwen to blame Kongzhi who made the move first now. He had to speak to explain hurriedly, and even the "Amitabha" hanging on his mouth had no mind to recite.

"The fellow daoists of the Wudang Sect misunderstood. Junior Brother Kongzhi was also because the reputation of this temple was slandered, and he made a move to weigh the martial arts of Young Hero Gu in a hurry, where did the talk of killing come from. It is purely nonsense."

Recalling Kongwen's previous address of "little benefactor", and now "Gu Shaoxia" in every word, it is really ridiculous.

"What a misunderstanding! What a weighing! Bullying the small with the big and still reasonable? Why didn't I see Master Kongzhi go to weigh the martial arts of the Grandmaster? If I, Gu, didn't learn well, wouldn't it also be a misunderstanding, a slip of the hand? If you can kill me by mistake today, you can surround and kill Fifth Uncle tomorrow, and in a few days, will you send ten thousand warrior monks to attack the Wudang Sect? After seizing the Dragon-Slaying Saber and becoming the Martial Arts Supreme, will you divide the river with the imperial court?"

Gu Hanyuan came up to raise the level, no matter if it made sense or not, he put the pot on first. As for refuting, he had already arranged it and knew that there would be no chance for North Shaolin to refute.

The more Gu Hanyuan spoke, the more severe he was, and the higher the level he rose, the monks of North Shaolin were already scared to the point of being faceless.

Kongwen and Kongzhi were even more black-faced, and a breath of anger was blocked in their hearts, almost choking to death.

Especially Gu Hanyuan's last sentence almost beat North Shaolin into a rebel. Coupled with the fact that there are people from the Ming Guo imperial court today, if it spreads to the court, who knows what consequences it will trigger.

Sure enough, Kongwen could only soften first, lower his posture, and his tone was pleading:

"Junior Brother Kongzhi's move on Young Hero Gu is indeed our fault, we can let Junior Brother apologize to Young Hero Gu, if you are not satisfied, you can bring compensation to apologize to Wudang another day. But please take back your previous words, Young Hero Gu. Our temple has been standing in the Ming Dynasty martial arts world for a hundred years, has always been law-abiding, and even takes maintaining martial arts world peace and justice as its own responsibility, and has never had the idea of being the Martial Arts Supreme. As for the talk of ten thousand warrior monks, it is even more nonsense."

By now, Kongwen didn't even dare to mention Xie Xun and the Dragon-Slaying Saber. Who knows if Gu Hanyuan would put any shocking black pot on him again.

However, Gu Hanyuan just smiled coldly and remained silent.

The atmosphere in the field suddenly became scorched.

Just then, a cold laugh came from outside the hall door.

"Sure enough, the famous sects are hypocritical, clearly using momentum to suppress people, and using hats to put on people, but when the momentum is not as good as others, they immediately beg for mercy and have to set up a memorial archway."

Kongwen was already disturbed by Gu Hanyuan today, and hearing such provocative words, anger rose from his heart, and he shouted at the door:

"Which small person is pretending to be a ghost!"

I saw a figure walking slowly into the door.

The man was wearing a dark and weird Asura mask, and his long black hair was like ink. A wide black robe covered his entire figure. In his hand, he was holding a wide-faced single saber that was simple and dark.

"Dragon-Slaying Saber!"

Zhang Cuishan, who had lived with Xie Xun for more than ten years, recognized at a glance that it was the Dragon-Slaying Saber, and his eyes were full of disbelief.

After all, the Dragon-Slaying Saber had been inseparable from Xie Xun for more than ten years, looking like the saber is there, the person is there, and the saber is dead, the person is dead. At this time, only the Dragon-Slaying Saber was seen but not Xie Xun, and he was immediately worried.