Xiao Zhao was worried about Lu Fei's safety so she held his hand for a long time before letting him go. Lu Fei walked towards the Ming Cult disciples. Seeing Lu Fei walk over, Shuo Bude said, "You're here. Did you catch Cheng Kun?"
Lu Fei shook his head and said, "No, I ran into some trouble. How are your injuries?"
Zhou Dian snorted and said, "I thought you were killed by the Six Great Sects."
The people in the hall were about to attack but when they saw a young man walk out, they didn't care and continued to move. Zong Weixia saw his attire and thought that he was just a small fry. He didn't care and pushed him aside. Lu Fei wanted to break his bones but thought that this would make the situation even more chaotic. He stretched out his hand and pushed him back a few feet. He turned around and saw that the Six Great Sects didn't listen to his advice and were about to attack. One of them had already swung his saber at a Ming Cult disciple. Lu Fei saw this and was furious. He shouted, "Stop!"
His shout contained all the power in his body. Almost the entire roof was shaking. Everyone in the hall felt their hearts tremble. The person holding the saber immediately loosened his grip and the saber fell to the ground.
No one dared to look down on this young man and they all stopped and looked at him.
Zong Weixia lost face and stepped forward. He pointed at Lu Fei and shouted, "Kid, who are you?"
Lu Fei said indifferently, "I am Lu Fei." As he said that, he placed his palm on Yin Tianzheng's back and channeled his inner energy into him. Yin Tianzheng woke up after a while. Lu Fei circulated his inner energy through his meridians and Yin Tianzheng was already brimming with energy. He said softly, "Thank you, little friend." He stood up and said, "Zong, what's so great about your Kongtong Sect's Fists of Seven Damages? I'll take three of your fists!"
Zong Weixia saw that the old man had stood up, full of energy and vigor, and knew that this was not an easy opportunity to take advantage of. He said, "Since the Kongtong Sect's Fists of Seven Damages is nothing special, then why don't you take three of my fists of Seven Damages!"
Yin Tianzheng said, "Not to mention three punches, so what if I take thirty punches from you?" He turned to Kong Zhi and said, "Master Kong Zhi, that Yin fellow hasn't died yet. He hasn't admitted defeat yet, and you're already going back on your word. Are you trying to win with numbers?"
Kong Zhi waved his left hand and said, "Alright! What's the harm in waiting for a while? "
Zong Weixia took a step forward and shouted, "Hey, Yin Yang, here comes my first punch!"
Lu Fei stood in front of Yin Tianzheng and said, "What is the Seven Injures Fist? Let me experience it for myself."
When Zong Wei Xia heard him insult his family's martial arts, he shouted angrily, "Who the hell do you think you are? I'll let you know the power of the Kongtong Sect's Fists of Seven Injuries. "
Lu Fei smiled and said, "Of course I know how powerful the Kongtong Sect's Fists of Seven Injures is. Didn't the Shaolin Temple's Divine Monk, Kong Jian, lose his life to the Fists of Seven Injures? Of course it's powerful."
As soon as he said this, the Shaolin Temple's people couldn't sit still. Zong Weixia said angrily, "Everyone in Jianghu knows that Divine Monk Kong Jian was killed by Xie Xun. What does that have to do with the Kongtong Sect?"
Lu Fei still had a smile on his face and said, "You saw Xie Xun kill Kong Jian with your own eyes? Could it be that you were involved in the murder and helped to kill him? "
Zong Weixia snorted and said, "Divine Monk Kong Jian died in Luoyang. At that time, the Five Elders of the Kongtong Sect were guests at Hero Liu's residence in Dian Cang Sect. How could we have seen it with our own eyes? "
Lu Fei said, "If you didn't see it, then why are you still talking about it? I can still say that you killed the previous Emperor. Why don't I report it to the authorities right now? Divine Monk Kong Jian was killed by the Fists of Seven Injures. Everyone knows that. Don't try to frame someone else. "
Zong Weixia said, "Bullshit. The wall where Kong Jian Divine Monk passed away had the words' Cheng Kun killed Divine Monk Kong Jian under this wall 'written in blood. Xie Xun used his master's name to commit murder everywhere. What's there to be suspicious about? "
Lu Fei pinched his nose and said, "It stinks. Everyone knows how to write. Did you see Xie Xun write those words with your own eyes? Or did Xie Xun learn your Fists of Seven Injures? Since you said that your Fists of Seven Injures is so powerful, how could you let someone else learn it so easily? If it wasn't for your helpers, how could they have learned it? Master Kong Zhi must know whether or not Kong Jian Divine Monk was killed by the Fists of Seven Injures. "
At this moment, a tall monk in a red cassock jumped out. He slammed his golden staff on the ground and shouted, "Boy, which sect are you from? You don't deserve to talk to my master."
When Zhang Wuji saw this man, he suddenly remembered that he was the Monk Yuan Yin of the Shaolin Temple in the past. Back then, the person who went to Wudang Pai to denounce them was precisely this man who testified that his father had killed a Shaolin disciple. At this moment, Zhang Wuji's heart was filled with grief and indignation, his face flushed deep red. "It was you who framed my father and killed him!"
Yuan Yin's face darkened. He shouted, "Boy, who are you? Don't talk nonsense."
Lu Fei sneered, "As a monk, you keep calling me boy. How did you cultivate? I see that your liver is full of anger. You must be worried that you won't be able to attain Buddha's fruit and be reborn in the Western Paradise. "
Yuan Yin's face was red with anger. He slammed his staff on the ground and shouted, "Boy, I don't need you to meddle in my affairs. If you are a demon from the Demonic Sect, then show me your neck and let me kill you. Don't make me do it myself."
Lu Fei said seriously, "Your killing intent is too strong. Master Yuan Yin, you have fallen into the demonic path. It is a sin to have a heart full of killing intent."
"What did you say?!" Yuan Yin was an eminent monk of the Shaolin Temple. How could he tolerate being accused of falling into the demonic path? He was about to step forward and fight with Lu Fei when he heard Kong Zhi's voice from behind him, "Yuan Yin, come back. This young friend is right. Monks are merciful. How can you have such rash killing intent? Step back."
Yuan Yin's face was pale. He retreated into the crowd and remained silent.
Kong Zhi said, "Young friend, may I ask which sect you are from?"
Lu Fei clasped his fist and said, "I am not from any sect. I just discovered a secret and know that there are many misunderstandings. I just want to resolve them."
Zong Weixia sneered, "The demons of the Demonic Sect have done many evil deeds. Everyone has the right to punish them. How can you resolve this blood feud?"
Lu Fei said, "I am a nameless person. No matter what I say today, no one will believe me. I can only say that there are good people and bad people in every sect. The Ming Sect's principles are not bad. It's just that some people have tarnished their reputation. They take it upon themselves to restore the orthodoxy. They want to drive out the Tartars and give the people a peaceful life. "
As soon as he said this, the hall was filled with laughter.
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