The momentum of a fight between the dragon and the tiger has taken shape. Just now Feng Daode reached the point but was broken away by Hong Xiguan, which meant that the two of them would enter a fight to the death as he said. Everyone in the arena stared with bated breath. Only Lama Keba sat on the mountain with a sneer and watched the fight between tigers and tigers. It seemed that he had already won.
At this time, Chen Jinnan suddenly jumped into the field and stood between the two.
"Headmaster Feng, I am with Chen Jinnan from Xiatiandihui. We had a chance meeting at the martial arts conference a few years ago."
Chen Jinnan raised his hand and said, "I have a question. I wonder if I can ask it in person!"
Feng Daode's thin cheeks were lifeless, and his qi training skills had reached a certain level, and he nodded slowly.
Chen Jinnan breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party was still willing to answer, which showed that there was still room for discussion on the position, and he did not directly side with the Qing court.
Now that I think about it, Feng Daode was the only one who arrived, and no Wudang disciples came, which also shows that this was a personal act.
Just now, Chen Jinnan had already made the worst plan, that is, the Wudang Sect, one of the Big Dippers in the martial arts world, would completely defect to the Qing court. Then let alone burning down the Southern Shaolin, even if there was another extermination of the Buddha, it would only be regarded as a dispute between rivers and lakes. If the two factions fight to the end, only the Manchus will reap the benefits.
"Master Feng, why did you come here this time?"
Feng Daode held a whisk in his hand and whispered: "I was entrusted by someone to come and get the treasure map."
Chen Jinnan secretly guessed that the other party's position was so unclear and there must be a conspiracy, so he said decisively: "If I give the treasure map to the Taoist priest, can Wudang just leave and no longer participate in this matter?"
As soon as these words came out, even Keba, the demon monk, looked nervous: "Chen Jinnan! Don't forget that this is a gambling battle. If you lose the bet, you have to admit defeat. If both losers are in hand, we have to deal with it!"
Chen Jinnan also laughed, completely ignoring the tense atmosphere of the scene, and took out something else from his waist.
"Of course the gambling battle is still going on. I still have Song Zhenzong's "Shu Kui Tu Praise Notes" here. Do you think I deserve the bet?"
But this time, there was an uproar among people in the world. Chen Jinnan called everyone together in the name of opposing the Qing Dynasty and restoring the Ming Dynasty. As a result, he repeatedly made peace, which was child's play. He was afraid of wolves in front and tigers in the back, and there was no sign of rebellion!
Only Chen Jinnan knew that the situation this time could not help but force him. If Feng Daode is not persuaded to leave, Hong Xiguan's death will severely damage our own strength; if Feng Daode dies, the Heaven and Earth Society and the entire Wudang Sect will become life-and-death enemies. The moment the Qing court offends Southern Shaolin, tomorrow the Heaven and Earth Society will be divided into four directions.
Feng Daode remained calm and stretched out his hand.
"If I get the treasure map, Pindao will naturally leave immediately."
The grievances in the world are sometimes as big as the sky. According to the Liangzi of Shaolin and Wudang, there is no peaceful way to get this treasure map.
At this moment, Hong Xiguan stood up again and said to Feng Daode: "Uncle Feng, my nephew also dares to ask you, today you can put aside your identity as the leader and help the Qing court. Will the whole Wudang faction be able to help tomorrow?" Can we serve the Tatars in the same way?"
Hong Xiguan's voice was not loud, but it woke up the people in the place. The martial arts people who had been talking about it finally woke up and protested: "Chief Chief, we Southern Shaolin disciples help you avenge regardless of safety. This is how you do it." Treat us?"
Thinking about it makes my spine shiver. The Qing court was already powerful and was sweeping across the south of the Yangtze River with a victorious army. If the old rival Wudang Ju faction could justifiably kill the "rebels" in their own name, then the remaining disciples would How to Survive the Purge?
Chen Jinnan took a deep look at Hong Xiguan, with both regret and emotion in his eyes.
This jealous and ruthless judge in the Heaven and Earth Society will not tolerate Shazi after all, but if the Heaven and Earth Society does not unite all its forces, how can it fight against the behemoth of Qing Ting? The difference between Chen Hong and Chen Hong today may have been doomed from the beginning...
However, Feng Daode did not conceal his sarcasm and said to Hong Xiguan: "Isn't it your Shaolin who used this behavior first? Northern Shaolin has submitted its declaration of submission long ago, but Southern Shaolin has two sides, and heaven and earth meet each other. The rebels secretly work together to bring disaster to one party."
He pointed at the Vajra sect opposite him from a distance: "Ten days ago, Shangqing Temple was besieged by thieves, and the Xiandu sect was annihilated. Isn't it you who did it? When you killed someone, you used the banner of anti-Qing and Fuming, and when they came to collect debts, they used it to collect money. He is a good man who upholds morality and justice in the world!"
The two mentioned by Feng Daode were both forces under the Wudang Sect. The Vajra Sect members who were criticized in person were also short of breath: "That's because their chief disciples helped the tyrants and worked for the Qing court... They also led people to attack Jiulian Mountain!"
Feng Daode flicked his sleeves, and the dust around him billowed up, "That's it. Since you can burn and kill me as a Wudang disciple for abandoning the sect, why don't you come and deal with me, a Shaolin traitor, one day?"
If anything else, this is a bad book. The members of each sect are uneven, and there are always opportunistic and upright people. Coinciding with the great changes in China's Yiding, Taoism and Buddhism have long been incompatible. The Taoism under the king of Chuang Li Zicheng There are also quite a few of them, Wudang's approach can be called adding insult to injury, but it is clear that he is going to be a real villain for once!
Official Hong Xi looked at Chen Jinnan's troubled face, and his eyes finally showed disappointment. He clasped his fists at Chen Jinnan and said, "Mr. Chen, this time is a grudge between my uncle and me and has nothing to do with the Tiandihui. We are nine sworn brothers. Now we are scattered all over the world, but we are always united by Shaolin. The revenge of our master must be avenged. If I die, I will be no different than anyone else!"
"Xiguan! Don't be impulsive!"
Anko heard from behind and was frightened and shouted quickly.
Hong Xiguan's figure paused momentarily, but he saluted Chen Jinnan again with a worried look on his face.
He threw the deadly choke gun aside and plunged it into the ground. He only used his fists and feet and did not fight with the gun. He was selling Chen Jinnan a favor, but he never looked back.
No one knew what the fight was for this time, but it was a duel that had to be fought.
As an elder in the martial arts world, Feng Daode is also a master of both Wudang and Shaolin schools. Every move he makes is as powerful as wind and thunder. Sometimes he uses Wudang's cotton palm to make roundabout breaths, sometimes he uses Shaolin's Fuhu Fist to move forward bravely, and sometimes he uses Tai Chi Push Hands to circulate the yin and yang. , sometimes the tiger and the crane appear to attack and defend freely.
In this way, he knew everything that official Hong Xi knew, and he was also proficient in what official Hong Xi didn't understand. He obviously had the upper hand in everything. He was just unwilling to lower his status to bully the younger generation, so he played with the opponent in an extremely arrogant manner.
"Xiguan, now that the Wudang sect is in decline, if you are willing to abandon the dark side and turn to the light, and become the leader of the sect, you must know my painstaking efforts."
Feng Daode's thin face was expressionless, and his words were like giving alms. He didn't know whether he wanted to recruit Hong Xiguan or anger him, but Hong Xiguan's expression remained the same as before, and there were only cold stars in his eyes.
The falling rain became more and more dense, the movements of fists and palms were as fast as lightning, and purple lightning flashed faintly in the sky. The whole Minyue King's City was howling with wind, roaring and whimpering, and for a moment it was like a ghost land.
Feng Daode suddenly parted the mane of a wild horse with one hand, and opened and closed the middle door with his body. His movement was like spinning threads. He turned his true strength into an imaginary spirit and climbed up. In the meantime, he pressed his palm on Hong Xiguan's abdomen, using Tai Chi techniques. Hit him until he flies up.
There was a burst of exclamation on the field, but at this time, Hong Xiguan, who was flying out of thin air, vomited blood, forcefully straightened his body, and desperately used his tiger claws to dig into Feng Daode's arm, scratching out two blood marks!
When he was flying in the air, he kicked out his legs suddenly. He used the power of Tai Chi to swing his legs rapidly. After the rapid kick, it seemed as if countless feet were attacking at the same time. He continuously kicked the opponent's chest. Hong Xiguan was truly a martial arts wizard. He used the Shadowless Kick that Jiang Wen had casually mentioned back then!
The careless Feng Daode stepped forward steadily, but the more stable he was, the easier it was for Hong Xiguan to use his strength. He was as steady as wading across a river. After a series of kicks, even the old Taoist priest used Wu Tian Gang Gong to withstand the force of the kicks. , but still kept retreating.
Hong Xiguan's breath finally came to an end and he could only fall to the ground. But cruelty erupted in his eyes. After landing, he grabbed Feng Daode and continued to push him. He let Feng Daode slap his back, but did not give him a chance to regain his balance and rushed in a certain direction.
Not far from the road, there is a cold gun stuck upside down on the ground. If it hits it, the two of them will be stabbed together, and the world will live together!
Hong Xiguan's attitude is very clear: If you don't admit defeat, we will die together. For the sake of Shaolin, I must win this competition!
"You desperado..."
Feng Daode's expression changed drastically and he reprimanded.
At this moment, a sudden change occurred. The barren mountain where the ancient city of Minyue was located suddenly began to shake. The purple air in the sky became more conspicuous. Along with the bursts of purple thunder, cracks appeared on the earth. The rocks on the mountain rolled down one after another. Official Hong Xi He and Feng Daode were suddenly thrown away and crashed into a nearby ditch.
