The Supreme Sword of Martial Arts

At this time, there is no need for anyone to call and hold a martial arts conference. Except for a few forces that do not care much about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, almost all the other sects have gathered together.

What was discussed was naturally how to deal with Jin Yiwei!

In other words, within a month, do you want to go to the Fusi Yamen in the northern town of the capital to plead guilty to Jinyiwei!

In a month and a few days, it will be the World Sealing Sword Conference on July [-]th, so the time given by Ling Chen is clearly to make the entire martial arts surrender before the World Sealing Sword Conference!

But no one wants to plead guilty!

Just this time, what else can they do? !

So naturally, everyone on the rivers and lakes turned their attention to Shaolin Temple and Wudang. At this moment, only these two Taishan Beidou-level sects have the strength to save the rivers and lakes from life and death! !

However, in the Shaolin Temple, it is actually a gloomy cloud.

In addition to the Tianjue monk who has been in seclusion all the year round, and the bitter gourd master who never cares about things, the three Shaolin masters, Liaofan, Liaokong, and Xiejie, the four great monks, the Dabei Zen master, the Tianhu master, and the iron-shouldered monk. Dharma Hall.

Everyone looked at each other in dismay, and everyone's faces were intertwined with sadness and anger.

The four monks Wuhua, Lu Zhu, Fang Sheng, and Fang Zheng were killed one after another. Even with the Buddhist practice of the eminent monks present, they inevitably violated the precepts of hatred, and their hearts were burning with anger, and they could not contain it.

But everyone did not speak.

The deadly silence lasted for a full incense stick.

".Amitabha!"

Finally, Zen Master Dabei, the current abbot, proclaimed the Buddha's name and said, "Shaolin Temple's reputation for thousands of years must not be lost in our hands..."

He was only halfway through his words, when there was a steady sound of footsteps outside the hall.

"I have seen the abbot, brothers and sisters!"

A lay disciple who was not shaved, and even had his hair intact, walked in slowly, exuding the noble aura of a graceful young master, smiling, with divine light in his eyes, and holding a letter in his hand.

Strangely, in front of the Shaolin abbot and other eminent monks, he talked freely, but did not bow (to Li Zhao).

And he called him brother!

Obviously, his status in Shaolin Temple is not low.

Zen Master Dabei and the others were not surprised, but nodded and asked, "Su Guan, why are you here? Could it be that your master has also left because of this?"

"Master didn't go out."

Yang Suguan shook his head gently, flipped his wrist, and under the control of an invisible force, the believer in his hand floated slowly and uniformly towards Zen Master Dabei: "Suguan is here to send a letter to the abbot."

This single hand shows a powerful internal strength cultivation base and exquisite control.

When Zen Master Dabei and the others saw it, their hearts trembled slightly, and they secretly said, "As expected of a closed disciple of Monk Tianjue, Yang Suguan, a romantic sire, is not inferior to the many elders of this temple in terms of internal strength alone!"

Thinking like this, everyone didn't care, but glanced at the letter.

Immediately, everyone's expressions changed.

Only one name was written on the envelope.

Zhu ignore it! .

Chapter 1 of the body is scheming!Iron God! 【[-]】

At about the same time, on Wudang Mountain.

The current Wudang Sect Master Shi Yan and Wudang Elder Mu Daoist also received a letter.

The same name was written on the envelopes:

Zhu ignored it.

In fact, it's not just Wudang, but the major sects that have been killed by Jinyiwei this time, including Diancangjian, Hainan Jian, Huangshan, Yandang, Twelve Lianwu and other Jianghu forces, each received the same letter.

This is certainly not a coincidence.

It was premeditated.

Inside the Dragon Protector Villa, Hou Zhu, the God of Iron Courage, sat high on a chair made of gold, ignoring him, looking down at the three secret agents of Heaven, Earth, and Xuan, his face full of wisdom beads: "That commander Ling, Still too young after all!"

In a single sentence, it showed the deep calculation and the old-fashioned means of the iron-court god Hou.

"The rise of this person is so fast that it has never happened in the hundreds of years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. The emperor wanted to use his hand to check and balance the Dongxi No. [-] Factory, the Cabinet and the Hulong Villa, but he obviously ignored this person's wolf ambition and boldness!"

Zhu ignored his eyes and squinted, and the divine light loomed in his eyes: "It's only a short period of time, this son has become so arrogant, and actually aimed the butcher's knife at the entire martial arts forest. If this continues, my Ming Dynasty will be in chaos, and the society will be unstable!"

"Foster father has long seen through the character of this person, so he told us to endure it. Even if the No. 803 Dongxi Factory and the cabinet have repeatedly made plans to plan Jinyiwei [-], let us not interfere..."

Shangguan Haitang looked at him reverently, smiled and said: "It is to let this person's arrogance fully show, one is to make the emperor vigilant, and the other is also because of what he has done. People are in danger, and it just gives us a chance to take it for our own use!"

As soon as this statement came out, Zhu ignored his admiration.

Among the three secret agents under his command, although Shangguan Haitang is a woman, she is the most meticulous.

In comparison, Duan Tianya is not much less.

"The three governors of the East Factory seem to be consistent with the outside world, but in fact there is an open and secret struggle internally. Wang Zhi and Yuhuatian of the West Factory are also at odds with each other. Although the cabinet Yan Song has power over the government and the opposition, his control over the rivers and lakes is far less than that. The real top forces under his command are the Kunlun Sword Sect and Wanmatang..."

When he said this, the light of wisdom also flashed in his eyes: "So the adoptive father knew for a long time that no matter how they calculated Jin Yiwei, the final result would not meet the expectations, but there was a great possibility that it would fall into that place. In the urn of Lord Ling!"

"It turns out that it really is!"