Zhang Sanfeng slowly came out of the Zhenwu Hall. When Song Yuanqiao and other disciples saw Zhang Sanfeng, they hurriedly said respectfully, "Have you seen Master!"

Zhang Sanfeng waved his sleeves and saw everyone's panic, and couldn't help but smile, "How are you panic? All major sects just went to my Wudang Mountain to ask for the Dragon Slaying Sword, not to destroy our Wudang, let alone, they don't have this strength yet."

Song Yuanqiao was stunned, "Master, are you going to hand over the Dragon Slaying Sword and Mr. Xie?"

When Zhang Cuishan heard that he wanted to hand over Xie Xun, he felt even more entangled. On the one hand, it was Wudang Mountain, and on the other hand, he was a sworn brother who had been sworn for ten years. Choosing one was really a heart-wrenching heart and it was hard to choose.

"The secret in the Dragon Slaying Sword has been solved, and it is not a bad idea to hand over the Dragon Slaying Sword. As for Xie Xun, you can't give it to them easily!"

Zhang Sanfeng said slowly, "Do you know why Xie Xun had to start a massacre for no reason?"

Zhang Cuishan nodded, "Of course I know that because of this, Brother Xie cannot give it to them. Cheng Kun is the unforgivable evil man!"

Song Yuanqiao also said slowly, "Yes, Cheng Kun is the culprit. Even if you want to hand over Mr. Xie, you must let Cheng Kun fall into the French Open."

Zhang Sanfeng laughed and said, "Then today is when Cheng Kun appears, and even if anyone can't imagine his identity, this person is indeed a hero who is invincible!"

After Zhang Sanfeng finished speaking slowly, he walked outside. All forces gathered in Wudang Mountain, so he naturally wanted to go out and take a look.

He wanted to see what trump card will be in Shaolin Temple this time? He is not afraid of everything.

Outside Wudang Mountain, densely packed people in the martial arts world have almost completely surrounded Wudang Mountain, and it is simply a drop of water.

Some of them are watching the fun, while others are for revenge. Xie Xun did many evil things back then, and almost offended half of the people in the martial arts world.

"The old monk has met Zhenren Zhang!"

In the Shaolin Temple, a monk who had his hair and beards and hair were all white and looked old and could not be older, slowly walked out.

"Oh? Jueming? I didn't expect you to live in this world, but do you think you can stop the old Taoist?"

Zhang Sanfeng looked at the old Taoist in front of him, and in his mind, Zhang Sanfeng's huge memory flashed, everything was clear!

This old monk is already over 80 years old and is the best in Shaolin Temple. Even if Shaolin Sandu is in front of him, he will call himself a junior!

He is a member of the same generation as his master Jueyuan. As time goes by, this person has become a trump card of Shaolin Temple.

Jueming looked at Zhang Sanfeng and smiled slightly, "As a person like Taishan Beidou in the martial arts world, does Zhang Zhenren really have to protect the evil thief Xie Xun? You know, Xie Xun slaughtered countless martial arts masters ten years ago. Now that he has retribution, does Zhang Zhenren have to obstruct him?"

Zhang Sanfeng faintly swept over the atmosphere around him that had gradually become serious and solemn, and couldn't help but ask softly, "Do you all think so? Then Xie Xun, shouldn't you die?"

Before he finished speaking, someone shouted, "That evil thief, kill my wife and my uncle, do everything evil. I have been practicing hard for ten years. Why can't I take revenge today?"

"That's right, the old thief Xie Xun destroyed our sect, and dozens of people from all over our sect died at his hands. If this revenge is not revenged, it will be difficult for heaven to tolerate it!"

Someone shouted angrily, even the one in front of him was the most respected founder of Wudang Mountain in the martial arts world today, and there was no fear at all. They had a deep hatred with Xie Xun, which could not be resolved.

"Zhang Zhenren, I hope you can go smoothly with the right path in the martial arts world and hand over Xie Xun. In this way, your Wudang Mountain is still the Beidou of Mount Tai. The reputation that Zhang Zhenren has created for a hundred years will not be destroyed. I hope Zhang Zhenren will consider it carefully."

Jueming took a step forward, and an invisible aura burst out from his body, dragging people several feet away from him one after another. The momentum was indestructible and without any obstacle, he directly suppressed Zhang Sanfeng.

Jueming, a Shaolin master who has been practicing for 80 years, will be shocked if he doesn't take action.

"Is this the highest-ranking Master Jueming in Shaolin Temple now? This strength really makes me ashamed."

"Master Jueming's reputation has shocked the world for a long time ago. I have always thought that Master Jueming has passed away, but I didn't expect that Master Jueming is still alive!"

"Tsk tsk, Zhang Zhenren and Master Jueming are both the most famous masters in the martial arts world today. I wonder who is better between them?"

Song Yuanqiao looked at Jueming, and a solemn flashed across his face. Jueming, he knew, had even fought with Zhang Sanfeng back then.

At that time, Zhang Sanfeng escaped from Shaolin and was chased by someone. It was Jueming. It can be said that the two were originally opponents, but now in a blink of an eye, dozens of years have passed, and both of them have become the Taishan Beidou among their respective sects!

"Jueming, I haven't seen you for decades, your personality is still so tough!"

Zhang Sanfeng snorted coldly and took a step forward without hesitation. A pure Yang true power, which was extremely masculine and like a glorious sun, burst out, colliding with Jueming's internal force in the void!

Then, Zhang Sanfeng remained motionless, but Jueming's body trembled slightly, and he took a few steps back, with an incredible light on his face.

"How is it possible, how can your pure yang skills reach this level!"

Jueming spoke out in horror. At the moment of collision, he felt that he was facing an eternal mountain, majestic and boundless, suppressing him.

Fortunately, he is not weak either. With the Shaolin skills he had practiced for decades, he finally resisted this true power.

"There are people outside of people, and there is heaven beyond heaven. You are still too stubborn. If you are willing to be happy and accommodate thousands of kung fu, you will at least be more than one level stronger than you are now!"

Zhang Sanfeng said that he and Jueming were considered old friends, and these words came from their hearts. As long as Jueming did not become enemies of him and gave him some advice, it was nothing.

"Hmph, this doesn't mean anything!"

Jueming said coldly. Although Zhang Sanfeng's kung fu was unfathomable, he did not think that he was too weak. With all his strength, he Jueming thought he could waste it!

"Everyone, look, this is Xie Xun!"

Zhang Sanfeng slowly pointed to one side, and everyone looked up with Zhang Sanfeng. Zhang Cuishan and Yu Lianzhou supported a blonde old man and slowly stepped out. This blonde lion king was Xie Xun!

"Xie Xun!"

Among the martial arts crowd, a handsome and elegant man in white clothes shrank his pupils and murmured!

"Hmph, Xie Xun Dog Thief, what you did back then is finally in the mood to take on it!"
Chapter completed!