Master Kong Wen wanted to know the reason.
To fight for Shaolin's reputation.
Gu Qing merely glanced at Master Kong Wen indifferently.
He had no intention of explaining.
Shaolin?
Gu Qing didn't care.
Even Shaolin's reclusive expert, the sweeping monk, was only a great grandmaster.
He had the old heavenly master by his side.
So what if I kill your Shaolin people?
As for an explanation?
There was no need to explain!
At this moment,
Xiong Ba took out a token and threw it in front of Kong Wen.
Kong Wen picked up the token and his expression changed.
The other five sects all looked over curiously.
However, after seeing this token, their eyes were filled with shock.
"This is the Yuan Dynasty Eagle Hound Token? Why is he here?"
The Huashan Sect Master Xianyu Tong was the first to speak.
"Could this matter be related to Master Yuan Zhen's death?”
One of the five elders of the Kongtong Sect had already begun to suspect.
"This matter involves the Yuan Dynasty, so we must treat it with caution. Otherwise, we will be sinners for eternity.”
Wudang Sect's Song Yuanqiao also felt that this matter was not simple.
They all recognized this token.
It was the token unique to the eagles and hounds of the Yuan Dynasty.
It was precisely because of this that they had to investigate to the end.
Master Kong Wen's expression was extremely ugly.
At this moment, all the spearheads were pointed at Shaolin.
Some even suspected that Shaolin had secretly submitted to the Yuan Dynasty.
Of course, he couldn't voice his suspicions.
Shaolin was powerful, so they did not dare to easily become enemies.
Otherwise, there would be no place for him in the entire martial arts world.
"Senior, where did you get this token? What does it have to do with me, Martial Nephew Yuan Zhen?”
Kong Wen had to clarify this matter.
This concerned Shaolin's reputation, so he couldn't be careless.
"Kong Wen, you don't have to ask. This token belongs to that bald monk Yuan Zhen.”
"Yuan Zhen surrendered to the Yuan Imperial Court long ago. He was the one behind your siege of Light Summit.”
The Green-Winged Bat King, Wei Yixiao, exposed Cheng Kun's true colors.
In the Ming Cult, Cheng Kun had already told them everything.
"Impossible, my martial nephew was killed by your hidden arrows during the battle at the foot of the mountain. How can he be an eagle hound of the Yuan Dynasty?”
Master Kong Wen still didn't believe it.
Ask!
The conspirator would put himself in danger.
"Bullsh * t, the heavy injuries behind us were caused by that bald monk Yuan Zhen's sneak attack. How could we die at the foot of the mountain?”
Zhou Dian immediately cursed.
Although Cheng Kun was dead, the grievance in his heart still existed.
With so many people testifying, Kong Wen was powerless to refute.
Could Yuan really be an eagle hound from the Yuan Dynasty?
"This matter is of great importance. I have to report to the temple first.”
Master Kong Wen didn't want to be entangled with him any longer.
If he really exposed it here, Shaolin's reputation would really be ruined.
If a traitor appeared in Shaolin, he would definitely be laughed at by the entire martial arts world.
After saying that, Master Kong Wen left with the Shaolin people.
Shaolin was the leader of the six major sects.
Now that Shaolin had left, there was no need for the other sects to stay.
"Young hero, seniors, Wudang Sect will take its leave.”
Song Yuanqiao left with Wudang Sect.
Priestess Miejue looked at Yang Xiao resentfully and left unwillingly.
Soon after, the six great sects descended Light Summit.
......
On the cliff!
"Get everyone ready. Don't let anyone escape!”
Zhao Min looked at the six sects that had left and immediately gave the order.
"Yes, Princess!"
The messenger left.
Zhao Min continued to look down the mountain.
Unexpectedly, in the end, the plan only succeeded halfway.
If the Ming Cult was not destroyed, it meant failure.
"I must find out who you are!"
Zhao Min looked at Gu Qing and said hatefully.
With that, he turned around and left.
.......
They waited for the six sects to leave, leaving only the people from the Ming Cult.
Left Light Emissary Yang Xiao and White-Browed Eagle King exchanged glances.
Hence, he made a decision.
The two of them stood up shakily and walked towards Gu Qing.
Wei Yixiao, Wu Sanren, and the Ming Cult disciples followed behind him.
Everyone came to Gu Qing.
Gu Qing stood there calmly.
The old heavenly master and Xiong Ba stood guard behind Gu Qing.
"Left Radiant Emissary Yang Xiao!"
"White-Browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng!"
"I, along with the Ming Cult disciples, thank you for saving my life, Young Hero!!!”
Yang Xiao and Yin Tian Zheng knelt in front of Gu Qing.
"Thank you, young hero!"
The Ming Cult disciples knelt down and shouted.
The entire Ming Cult thanked Gu Qing for saving their lives.
Gu Qing was expressionless, but he knew that he had achieved his goal.
Next, he just had to wait for a while.
At this moment, Xiong Ba was also standing at the side, bending his body slightly.
At the same time, he displayed the aura of a martial grandmaster!
"Young hero, you saved the Ming Cult from danger and avenged us.”
"The entire Ming Cult will submit."
"From now on, the millions of Ming Cult members will follow your lead and go through fire and water!”
"Young hero, please take over the position of Ming Cult Master."
Yang Xiao's tone was sincere and sincere.
"Young hero, please take over the position of Ming Cult's cult master!!!”
"Young hero, please take over the position of Ming Cult's cult master!!!”
"Young hero, please take over the position of Ming Cult's cult master!!!”
All the Ming Cult disciples shouted in unison.
The commotion shook the entire Light Summit.
At the foot of the mountain!
The six great sects, who were not far away, had already heard the Ming Cult disciples 'shouts.
Thus, the six great sects sighed.
After today,
Gu Qing.
It was the Ming Cult Master!
They knew that after today, the Ming Cult would definitely prosper.
With the two Great Grandmasters in charge, no other forces in the pugilistic world would dare to find trouble with the Ming Cult.
At this moment, the ground shook.
Boom!
An explosion sounded in everyone's ears.
Immediately, thick smoke billowed around them.
Along with the thick smoke, the sound of fighting could be heard.
"Kill!"
Countless figures appeared in the surroundings.
They wore all kinds of clothes on the mountain, and it was impossible to tell which side they were from.
"Not good, there's poison in the smoke!"
"What's going on? Why can't I use any strength in my legs?”
"Not good, we're surrounded!"
"Sect Master, save us!"
.........
The disciples of the six sects started to panic.
The smoke was filled with the special poison of the Yuan Dynasty's Tantra Sect, Ten-Fragrance Tendon Softening Powder.
Just a whiff of it would make one feel weak and unable to use any strength.
The disciples of the six sects were all poisoned and had no fighting strength at all.
They were like fish on the chopping block, waiting to be slaughtered.
Only a few martial arts experts were still struggling to hold on.
When the medicinal effects completely took effect, they were powerless.
At this moment!
Everyone understood.
This was a conspiracy.
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