That night, after Zhang Wuji had eaten, he stood up and said, "I'll go out for a while."

He is the leader of the church. He doesn't say what it is, so others can't ask. Yin Tianzheng said: "We are in the enemy's nest, you must be careful."

Zhang Wuji responded: "Yes!" Seeing the extremely caring look on Xiao Zhao's face, he smiled at her and said, "Don't worry!"

He walked out of the inn, raised his head, and saw the waxing moon hanging high in the sky, and the few stars. He took a deep breath, the true energy in his body circulated, and his spirit was lifted, and he walked to the front of the Xia Palace.

He said to the guard at the door: "Zhang Wuji wishes to see Duke Xia. Please introduce him to him."

The guard smiled slightly and said: "Xia Gong has already expected this. Master Zhang, please come in."

After speaking, he turned aside his body and opened his right hand, and the palace door slowly opened.

Zhang Wuji's eyes were fixed, he stopped talking, and strode in.

Li Yuanfang was waiting at the door. When she saw Zhang Wuji coming in, she slightly cupped her hands and said, "Master Zhang, please follow me."

Zhang Wuji nodded and followed him in.

Soon they arrived at a room, and there was a person sitting inside. Seeing him come in, he laughed and said, "Brother Wuji, I already knew you would come today. Please sit down."

Seeing that there was no one else in the room, Zhang Wuji took a deep breath, bowed his body and said, "Xia Gong, Brother Chen, Wuji begged you to come."

Chen Zhao did not respond, but stretched out his hand and said: 'Wuji, you'd better sit down first.'

Zhang Wuji sighed, turned around and sat down.

"You came here just for Xie Xun?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Yes, Brother Chen, my adoptive father has been as kind to me as a mountain. Please show your kindness and let him go."

Chen Zhaodao: "If you defeat me in the competition at Xuankong Temple tomorrow, you can get the power to execute Xie Xun. Why do you need me to be so noble?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head and said: "Brother Chen has great martial arts skills. He once created Tai Chi with Master Tai, and reorganized the Nine Yang Magic Kung Fu. He is superior to me in terms of martial arts and knowledge."

Chen Zhao smiled: "You don't have to be humble. You have been blessed by karma. You have practiced the entire Nine Yang Manual. After becoming the leader of the Ming Cult, you also practiced the Great Shift of the Universe. Everyone in the world knows about the Battle of Guangmingding. You can resist it alone." The seven major sects can be said to be invincible in the world. Later, in the battle at Wudang Mountain, you understood the secret of Tai Chi in two hours. In terms of martial arts talent, there is no one better than you in the world. In the battle tomorrow, you have no chance of winning."

Zhang Wuji stood up, bowed deeply, and said: "Brother Chen, you treated me very well in Butterfly Valley. I hope you will show me kindness again. Zhang Wuji will not dare to forget Gao Yi as long as he lives."

"High righteousness?" Chen Zhao smiled faintly: "Since we talked about high righteousness and mentioned that Xie Xun was as kind as a mountain to you, then may I ask, the old hero of Fang Ping Fang in Kaifeng, Henan who was killed by Xie Xun was our teacher Miejie Shitai My lay brother, he has taken care of my teacher since he was a child. Isn’t he as kind as a mountain to my teacher?”

Zhang Wuji was speechless, but he thought that his adoptive father's life and death depended on this move. His face was humiliated, so he immediately knelt down on the ground, kowtowed four times to Chen Zhao, and said: "Brother Chen, I hope you will bow down." Pity. If you can forgive my adoptive father, the Ming Cult is willing to accept Chen Xia as its sect leader, and will only fight against the violent Yuan Dynasty, and will never turn its troops to the west."

"Hey!" Chen Zhao shook his head and sighed: "Zhang Wuji, you are too naive. Even if you are the leader, if you say something that is not in the interest of the Mingjiao, the Mingjiao people will not listen. So your bowing your head will have no effect."

"But..." Zhang Wuji still wanted to make a humble request, but Chen Zhao interrupted him again: "Even if the two bright envoys of the Ming sect, the Dharma kings, Sanren, and the five-element flag bearers all agree, Zhu Yuanzhang, Han Shantong, Liu Futong, Xu Shouhui, Meng

Haima, Sesame Li and other powerful local factions of Mingjiao will not agree. I, Chen Xia, will only use my own swords and guns to fight for the world."

Zhang Wuji's face was stunned, and he said after a while: "So, Brother Chen wants to kill my adoptive father, not to force my Mingjiao to bow down?"

"Hahahaha..." Chen Zhao looked up to the sky and laughed, "Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji, I always thought you were a sincere gentleman, a true hero in the world, but I didn't expect that your knowledge was nothing more than this."

"You have hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao disciples. How can I control a murderer who committed all evil deeds 20 years ago and force your Mingjiao to bow down? Don't you underestimate the vision and courage of the hundreds of thousands of Mingjiao disciples? We Chen

Xia is not as naive as you."

"Since it's not to force my Mingjiao to bow down, then why do you have to kill my adoptive father?"

Zhang Wuji continued to ask.

"Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji. Your adopted father Xie Xun, no matter how miserable he was at first, he is still a murderer. He killed my secular brother who is the head of the Emei Sect. I, Chen Xia, have more than ten heroic seniors in Sichuan and Shaanxi under my rule.

My son died at the hands of Xie Xun. Since I am Xia Gong, of course I must capture and kill him. This is called responding to the sky."

Having said this, Chen Zhao waved his hand and said: "Zhang Wuji, go ahead. As long as you beat me tomorrow, you can leave with your adoptive father."

Zhang Wuji's face turned pale, and finally he sighed, bowed his hands, and turned to leave.

After a while, Li Yuanfang walked in and reported: 'Lord, Zhang Wuji has left.'

"I understand. You can go back and rest."

"Yes, my lord!"

…

On the afternoon of the second day, the heroes gathered again in the hundred-acre atrium of Xuankong Temple.

Everyone who came today noticed the difference from yesterday at first sight.

In the open space thirty feet away from the main hall, there is a not too big platform. There is a four-layer iron cage on the platform. The large iron cage is surrounded by a small iron cage. Each steel bar of the cage is as thick as a child.

arms, and the innermost iron cage is also more than ten feet long and wide.

There is a person locked in the innermost part of the cage. This person has yellow hair, a powerful appearance, and very neat clothes. He is Xie Xun, the "Golden Retriever Lion King".

When the heroes saw it, they couldn't help but stir up excitement. Some of them's eyes immediately turned red and they flew towards him, hoping to kill Xie Xun through the cage.

However, they only got within fifteen feet of the platform before being forced to stop.

It turned out that there was a group of Xia soldiers in the audience, standing in a neat formation, each holding an iron shield and a spear, wearing hard armor, and standing ready.

Even if martial arts masters are very powerful, and some can even fly on grass, in front of so many capable soldiers, they can only be killed with one shot.

Thinking about the methods Xia Jun showed yesterday, those people calmed down their grief and anger, calmed down their minds, and suppressed their anger.

Master Jingxuan stepped out and looked around the crowd: "Heroes are invited. Yesterday, in the martial arts competition, Master Zhang of Mingjiao was the best among all the heroes, and he got the opportunity to fight with the masters of our sect. The leader of our sect, Master Jue, decided who
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