Astral Apostle Chapter 210: Race and visit

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There is a mountain in Jiangchun, called Wushan, green mountains and beautiful waters, misty and rainy.

Ninety years ago, the Master Baihe founded the Wushan School here, recruiting many disciples and passing on his martial arts skills.

After decades of development, the Wushan School has become one of the eight major schools in the Jianghu. The martial arts system has gradually improved. It is good at swordsmanship and light kung fu. Kungfu is known for its dense and delicate kung fu.

Excluding the servants, the Wushan faction has hundreds of members, mainly located in the Jiangchun area.

Not long ago, the head of the sect, Shen Sanqiu, lost his crusade against Chen Feng and disappeared without a trace. The Wushan faction was caught off guard and sent a large number of disciples to search for Shen Sanqiu's traces on the rivers and lakes. Negotiate things.

At this moment, in the Wushan School's main hall, the middle and high-level members of the school gathered together, and the atmosphere was solemn and solemn.

"The sect has already inquired. The sect master did not die in the hands of that Chen Feng. Fortunately, he escaped. However, there was no news after that.

One of the elders spoke in a solemn tone.

Everyone had different expressions and nodded silently.

The people present are the core backbones of the Wushan faction. There are roughly four types of people, one is the elders in the sect, the other is the masters and uncles who are in charge of their peers, the third is the helmsman who presides over the affairs of various places, and the fourth is the The many direct disciples of the head.

"The master is highly skilled in martial arts, and he will definitely be able to turn danger into danger. He may not be in trouble, he may just be held back by something."

One of the middle-aged men spoke in a deep voice. This person is Qi Zhiyu, the founding disciple of the leader.

As a senior brother in the sect, he is a true martial arts master, and has already made a name for himself in the arena.

At this time, an uncle named Ding Shixiong suddenly sneered:

"The martial arts are very strong? No matter how high you are, you will lose to that Chen Feng?"

Qi Zhiyu turned to look at him and frowned, "What does Master Ding mean?"

"Hmph, the sect head did not discuss with me, so he went to deal with Chen Feng without authorization. He provoked such a strong enemy for the sect, and he was too conceited, so it was difficult."

Ding Shixiong snorted coldly.

Qi Zhiyu said dissatisfiedly: "Uncle Shi's words are bad! You knew that Shizun was invited by the big figures in Ningtian Mansion, and you didn't come out against it. Now that you are talking sarcastic words, I don't know what Uncle Shi is thinking. "

Ding Shixiong looked annoyed: "No big or small, your master taught you like this?"

"Enough, is this the place to fight?"

The elder inside the door couldn't see it, and stopped the two of them.

After the audience quieted down, the elder looked at the lady in charge of the head and asked, "I wonder if Mrs. Shen has something to say?"

Shen Sanqiu's wife was originally the son of a wealthy businessman and was not skilled in martial arts. Ever since she learned of her husband's disappearance, she washed her face with tears all day, and she sobbed and said:

"I also hope that you will help us to find the husband of the slave family..."

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, we will definitely find the head." Another uncle and uncle spoke comfortingly.

Everyone was silent for a while, and an elder suddenly coughed and said:

"The leader is missing, so it's not an option to drag it on. Right now, the sect has no leader, and someone needs to take charge of the overall situation."

Hearing this, Ding Shixiong immediately agreed: "Yes, the wife of the head has never asked about the affairs of the sect. We need to find another person with outstanding ability to take the lead and temporarily serve as the head of the head."

The voice fell, and everyone secretly exchanged glances with different thoughts.

"Humph, is Master Ding planning to recommend himself?" Qi Zhiyu hummed lightly.

Ding Shixiong stroked his beard proudly: "Why not? Over the years, I have handled both large and small sect affairs, which one I am not familiar with? If I temporarily take the head of the sect, the sect will not be in trouble."

"That's right, Uncle Shi has always wanted to be in charge of the Sect for all these years. We all know that." Qi Zhiyu sneered.

"Humph, so what? Have I ever done anything to harm the interests of the sect? It's my senior brother who provoked Chen Feng and other murderers to the sect, trapping us in fire and water!"

Ding Shixiong was dissatisfied.

An elder nodded: "Indeed, it is quite risky to temporarily replace the head. If Chen Feng goes to the door and asks the teacher for guilt, the head will bear the brunt..."

Ding Shixiong immediately answered: "Yes, I am a sect with all my heart, and I am willing to take this risk, all of which are painstaking efforts."

The crowd looked at each other.

"It sounds good, but it's not because Chen Feng has no plans to come to the door, so he wants to compete for the position of the head. These days, the murderer didn't find any trouble with the famous people who killed him, where would he be? What's the risk..."

Some disciples in the crowd whispered in disapproval.

"Who's talking shit?!"

Ding Shixiong glared at the disciples.

Although he really thinks so, he doesn't allow others to question him like this... The possibility of Chen Fengxing's inquisition is a good reason to scare off other competitors, and it can also reflect his loyalty to the sect.

At this time, a young woman behind the head lady took a few steps forward and said eagerly:

"My uncles and uncles, I don't know if my father is alive or dead. Now is not the time to talk about this, right? Let's find someone first."

She is Shen Sanqiu's daughter Shen Yue. She knows some martial arts, but she is more trained as a lady, not a real Jianghu person.

Ding Shixiong frowned: "The little girl's family, don't talk nonsense when you are not sensible."

"But my dad..."

An elder shook his head and said, "Cough, Yue'er, you are still young, and you are a married person, so don't interrupt when it comes to sect affairs."

Ding Shixiong nodded in agreement: "It's important to find the head, but if you can't find him one day, will the sect not do anything else? This big business can't just stop."

Most of the sects in Jianghu don't pay attention to blood hereditary, so people don't pay so much attention to the daughter of the head.

The sect is where the interests of all people are linked, and it is rarely a family inheritance. In the eyes of many backbones, the survival and development of the Wushan sect is far more important than the life and death of a leader.

Shen Yue was bitter, but she was helpless to everyone.

Although her father is the head of the sect, the sect is not a sect. Besides, Shen Sanqiu's whereabouts are unknown at this time. She is a girl with shallow martial arts, and she can't give orders to these elders and uncles.

"If this is the case, then the next one will be in charge of the Sect. Do you have any objections?"

Ding Shixiong didn't want to beat around the bush any more, he patted the chair and spoke directly.

"I think this is feasible. Shixiong has done his best for the sect and can be a great responsibility."

Several elders discussed and nodded in unison.

Seeing this, the disciples headed by Qi Zhiyu didn't want to oppose it any more, they could only accept it dully.

"Okay! Then I will temporarily take the place of the head of the Wushan faction. This is a matter of urgency. If I can find my senior brother, I will return the position to him."

Ding Shixiong suppressed the joy in his heart and spoke aloud.

He looked around at everyone, cleared his throat, and said solemnly:

"There are three things that need to be solved urgently. One is to find the whereabouts of the leader. If you live to see people die, you will see corpses. The second is to wait and see Chen Feng's attitude. As a result, there is no need for me to provoke this person again, but I must take more precautions. Since I am the deputy head, I will set an example. If this person invites a teacher to ask for guilt, I will come forward to negotiate..."

It is said that, in fact, this is just a statement for the disciples to see.

It has been so long since the killing by the famous people in the rivers and lakes, Chen Feng has not expressed it, so Ding Shixiong does not think that the murderer is really coming.

"The last thing...that is to find the secrets of Liu Yun Drizzle Gong."

When the voice fell, everyone's expressions changed slightly.

Ding Shixiong paused for a while, then continued cheekily:

"This thing is my Wushan school town school's secret art, according to the ancestral teaching, it can only be practiced by the head of the past dynasties. In my opinion, even if my senior brother carries the secret manual with him, he will definitely make a copy and hide it somewhere in the door..."

He has been coveting this unique skill for a day or two. As soon as he became the acting head, he couldn't wait to exercise his reasonable rights and wanted to practice this skill.

In this way, even if Shen Sanqiu didn't die and wanted to take over the sect again when he came back, he couldn't change the fact that he had practiced the secret skills of the sect master, and he had the capital to fight.

Just as Ding Shixiong was making a wishful thinking, a disciple suddenly stumbled into the hall, his face full of horror.

"It's not good! Then I ordered Yama Chen Feng to worship the mountain!"

"What? Is this guy really here?!"

As soon as the voice fell, the whole room was shocked.

"How come!" Ding Shixiong stood up suddenly, his face changed drastically.

Are you really here to ask the teacher?

Grandma's, I don't come sooner or later, but I came when I first became the head!

This guy is trying to get on with me!

"...Disciples, follow me out to meet the enemy."

Ding Shixiong gritted his teeth. Although he was panicked, he forced himself to calm down and strode out of the hall.

A strong enemy comes to the door, and the others don't care about talking about anything else, so let's accompany them together.

……

Everyone walked quickly, and soon arrived at the archway of the mountain gate.

I saw two groups of people confronting each other here. Hundreds of Wushan Sect disciples were surrounded, blocking the door. All of them held long swords and pointed at the group of big men on the opposite side, but no one dared to shoot first.

Ding Shixiong looked at him and saw Chen Feng, who was leading the group. His burly muscles were too eye-catching.

He calmed down and asked tentatively:

"You are Chen Feng?"

"It's Grandpa, who is in charge of you?"

Zhou Jing, leaning on his spear, turned a blind eye to the more than 100 people in front of him, and shouted loudly.

Ding Shixiong bit his head and clasped his fists and said, "Ding Shixiong is currently the acting head of the Wushan faction. I don't know why a hero comes to his door."

"Hey, you're a hypocrite, you know what to ask!"

Zhou Jing stared and shouted:

"A few days ago, a group of experts from all corners of the world came to kill my grandfather, and the head of your Wushan faction was among them. The one surnamed Shen escaped from my gun, but unfortunately he met my brother and was killed! But this matter It's not over, he is the head of the family, and what he does is a matter of fact, Grandpa recently freed up his hands, just to find out for you!"

With Chen Feng's apostle personality, it is estimated that he disdain to hide the news of Shen Sanqiu's death, and also took the opportunity to provoke trouble, so Zhou Jing simply reported it directly, but there was no need to make it clear who did it.

The voice falls.

The head lady rolled her eyes and fainted when she heard the news of her husband's death.

"How dare you kill my father?!"

Shen Yue screamed and became emotional, and she was about to rush up desperately when she drew out her long sword.

Seeing this, a group of disciples next to her quickly grabbed her, not wanting her to go up and die.

"If you kill him, you will kill him. Could it be that he is only allowed to kill, and no one is allowed to kill him? You want revenge, and grandpa is always waiting for you. If you can wipe grandpa's neck, it is also your ability."

Zhou Jing's face did not change.

Ding Shixiong was shocked when he heard the news, but he was also a little bit overjoyed. He quickly stabilized his mind, made an angry look, and shouted:

"You killed the head of my sect, what do you want to do? You came here to show off your power and deceive me that there is no one in the Wushan sect?!"

Hearing that, many disciples also shared the same hatred and glared at Zhou Jing.

Zhou Jing didn't care and said to himself:

"Your family's head is willing to be the court eagle dog and intercepted my brother. Wu Shan Sect is also to blame. But he is already dead. , so be it, you hand over all the martial arts in the door, and I will spare you."

"What? Impossible!"

Ding Shixiong was shocked and categorically refused.

Martial arts is the foundation of a sect in Jianghu. If you hand over all martial arts in your sect to outsiders, the sect's brand and face will be destroyed!

The many disciples present were also taken aback by Zhou Jing's request, and then the crowd got excited and yelled.

"You are so deceiving!"

"Absurd! Is it easy to be bullied when we Wu Shan Pai?"

"We are not those countrymen with different martial arts skills, you dare to come to the door, believe it or not, you will never come back!"

Wu Shan sent everyone more and more vigorously, and they were even eager to try to take down Zhou Jing and his party.

As disciples of one of the eight major sects in Jianghu, they are naturally arrogant and feel that if hundreds of their own disciples take action together, they may not be able to kill this provocative murderer and remove a harm for the world!

At this moment, Zhou Jing snorted and suddenly raised his hand and threw a spear.

Like a powerful crossbow flying, the iron-coated dragon spear went straight to the Wushan Pai Mountain Gate Archway above everyone's heads.

Boom! !

The mountain gate exploded!

Wlap La La - The rubble fell like rain, causing the disciples to panic and flee.

The thick mountain gate archway was directly smashed by a single shot.

The scene that was still clamoring just now became silent in an instant.

The anger of the disciples was instantly extinguished.

The power of a single shot is actually as good as Sri Lanka?

This Chen Feng's divine power is even more terrifying than rumored!

"Don't agree? It's okay, as long as any of you can pick up my three moves, I'll retire."

Zhou Jing twisted his neck and then pointed to Ding Shixiong:

"Aren't you the new headmaster? Come and pick me up with three moves. If you can survive, your martial arts will be preserved."

"No no... I'm not the head, just a temporary substitute..."

Ding Shixiong woke up like a dream, shuddered and shrank back in fright.

This kind of strength, where three strokes are needed, half a stroke will not kill the whole body!

He was very happy to be the head of the family, but now he feels that this position is a hot potato, and he regrets it.

"Oh, he has no guts, then you come?"

Zhou Jing tapped another elder.

The man shook his head in shock.

Zhou Jing looked around, and as far as his eyes could reach, everyone panicked and avoided their eyes.

"Hey, if you don't dare to take the call, then you should be wise and do as I say, otherwise... I'll call you Wushan School Jianghu today!!"

Speaking of the last sentence, he suddenly drank violently and let go of his evil spirits.

Call—

In a trance ~IndoMTL.com~ everyone seemed to see a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and the strong smell of blood came on their faces.

Plop plop...

Many Wushan Sect disciples fell to the ground in fright.

As the number of kills increased, Chen Feng's talent became more and more powerful.

Slightly timid, even eating him would make Gu Dao incontinent and excrement and urine come out.

After saying this, Zhou Jing said no more, and took the brothers to stride forward.

The disciples of the Wushan faction hurriedly avoided, the crowd seemed to be separated by waves.

The fear overwhelmed the anger in the hearts of the disciples, their bodies were stiff, and they didn't dare to make any movement at all. They had lost the courage to do it.

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