The Anxian Salt Transport Government suffered a genocide. When the Taoist priests of Zhenwuguan learned about it, they were all filled with grief and hatred. Not only because of the relationship between the Mei family and Zhenwuguan, but also because of the sect's Zhantong, Zhancheng and other disciples. Death here.
An official document from the Ministry of Punishment stated that the massacre at the Anxian Salt Transport Government Office was caused by Xia Muyan sending dead soldiers, but Zhan Ming did not believe it. Afterwards, he also asked people from the Jianghu to help investigate. Although no clear evidence was found, Jiudian was highly suspected. There are many people in Zhenwu Temple who know about this matter.
When Zhan Ren saw a group of men in black surrounding and killing two young men in front of him, he couldn't help but think of that incident, and he felt hatred in his heart. Without saying a word, he picked up his sword and charged into the circle.
Under Zhan Ming's order, he took twelve junior brothers and nephews to secretly hide near the inn where Hen Hongchen stayed to protect her. Unexpectedly, the little Taoist priest on duty would let the people from the Nine Halls sneak into the inn. They followed the traces along the way and chased them. Fortunately, Wu Fanchen took action first, otherwise, Hate Hongchen would have died at this time.
As soon as the thirteen Taoist priests came in, the situation instantly reversed.
"Old Niubi, we, the Nine Palaces, are cleaning up the gates. Why are you meddling in our own business! Why don't you get out of the way while there are still no casualties on both sides! If you form a grudge with us, you will never be allowed to reap the rewards!" Jiu Wuqi said angrily De's old face was shaking frequently, and he pointed at Zhan Ren and cursed angrily.
Four of these thirteen people are old Taoist priests of the Zhan generation, and the remaining nine are also elite disciples of the Zhi generation. Even if one fights against four, they will not suffer any loss. As soon as they got their hands on each other, Jiu Qingqing realized that the old man in front of him had profound internal skills and pure swordsmanship. Not only was he no match for him, but Wu Fanchen and Hen Hongchen were also slightly inferior. He couldn't help but panic, and hurriedly carried him out of the Nine Halls. Pressure on the opponent.
Unexpectedly, when Zhanren heard the word "Nine Halls", his face became even more serious, and he said in a hateful voice, "Humph, the enmity between Zhenwu Temple and Jiudian has been forged for a long time, and today the old Taoist will avenge his fellow disciples and nephews!"
Seeing that the threat had no effect, Jiu Qingqing secretly screamed that something was wrong and was looking for an opportunity to escape.
Zhan Ren seemed to have seen what he was thinking, and loudly shouted to the disciples, "None of the brats from the Nine Halls will be allowed to escape today!"
When Wu Fanchen and Hen Hongchen saw the old and young Taoist priests from Zhenwu Temple sharing the same hatred, they felt very happy, and they swung their swords unconsciously with more energy.
"These dead Taoist priests are so powerful in martial arts! How could you not know this before?" Jiu Qingqing became more and more frightened as he fought, but half a cup of tea was already counted
Everywhere was injured by Zhan Ren.
The soldiers of the Nine Palaces did not hear his order to retreat and did not dare to escape without permission. They fought to the death. Although they were at a disadvantage, they were not defeated for the time being.
"Everyone in the world says that Jiu Dian is the messenger of Yama and should not be offended. It seems that his strength is really not weak. Not only is this skinny old man good at martial arts, but those masked men in black are also very strong. If the person brought out this time is not Guanmen Elite, I'm afraid something will go wrong today." Zhan Ren was surprised for a while, and then he couldn't help but feel lucky.
After about a cup of tea, less than half of Jiu Dian's hand was left. Jiu Qingqing also had several adventures and almost died.
In an alley less than a hundred feet away from where they were fighting, a young man with a short beard and a handsome suit smiled and asked the man who came to report the news, "How is it? Who won?"
"Back to Second Young Master, Zhenwu Temple has firmly gained the upper hand. I'm afraid the people in Ninth Hall won't be able to hold on for long."
The short-bearded young man in fine clothes laughed and said to the twenty or so people behind him, "Let's go. They are now friends, so we don't want to watch the fun."
After finishing speaking, he turned the scabbard of his sword and walked towards the opposite alley.
"These dead cow noses are really difficult to deal with. I have to think of a way!" Jiu Qingwu breathed heavily, already a little overwhelmed.
At this moment, the short-bearded and elegantly dressed young man from before led more than twenty people to the side.
"Everyone, please stop!"
Zhanren ignored it and struck faster with the sword in his hand.
"Keng!" His sword spread out the long and merciless hand of the ghost, and plunged straight into his shoulder blade. He roared in a low voice, "I'll finish you off today, you old ghost!"
The thrust of his sword was very light, and Jiu Qingwu immediately became weak. However, just when Zhanren drew his sword and was about to stab him again, the handsome young man on the side drew his sword to stop him.
"Who are you? What do you want to do?" Zhanren cursed angrily.
The young man in Huafu wrinkled his nose and smiled, and replied, "Taoist Priest, I am Xu Xumo of the Xu family. Zhenwu Temple and Jiudian are all guests from far away. The Xu family should fulfill their friendship as landlords and protect you both. Please also Taoist Priest." Understand Xu Mo's difficulties and let it go."
Seeing that Zhan Ren looked at Ji Wuqing coldly, as if his fighting spirit was still strong, Xu Yumo added, "On the ninth day of September, the heads of the twelve major sects met here and agreed that during the Ruozhou alliance, they must not seek revenge and kill people. Although Zhenwu Guan did not participate in the meeting at that time, this rule is the rule of the twelve major sects.
If we discuss and decide together, please ask the Taoist Master to comply with it. "
Hearing that the twelve major sects were discussing the lock, Zhan Ren was also a little moved.
"Taoist Master, after the alliance in Ruozhou, if you have any grudges or grievances to avenge, our Xu family will never interfere outside Ruozhou." Xu Yumo said again.
For the sake of saying that, Zhanren could only glare at everyone in the Nine Halls and said to Xu Yumo, "This girl and the boy are both respected guests of my Zhenwu Temple. What should I say if the Nine Halls want to kill them?" ?”
Xu Yumo looked at Wu Fanchen, then at Jiu Qingqing, and replied with a smile, "Is this the master of Wu Shao Pavilion of Lingyan Pavilion? Don't worry, after returning, this junior will go to Gang Leader Zhang immediately. I believe that during the alliance, He won’t cause trouble for you two anymore.”
"What if he doesn't agree?" Zhanren asked again.
Xu Yumo coughed slightly and replied seriously, "As the host, the Xu family is naturally capable of protecting their guests. If Gang Leader Zhang insists on making things difficult, he will not give the Xu family face. Haha, I dare not say it in other places, but in this case Ruozhou, if our Xu family wants to protect someone, we can definitely do it, no matter who wants to cause trouble!"
"Okay." Zhan Ren responded solemnly and led his disciples, Hen Hongchen and Wu Fanchen out of the alley.
Among the fifteen people, Wu Fanchen was the most seriously injured. Now that Zhanren knew his identity, he naturally sent him directly to his dormitory in Lingyan Pavilion after arriving at Xu's house.
"Who did it?" Seeing his son's face pale and bleeding all over his chest, Wu Qingsong gritted his teeth and looked extremely ugly.
"Master Wu Pavilion is from the Nine Halls." Zhan Ren replied softly.
Wu Qingsong was stunned, squinting his eyes and sighing softly, "Nine Halls, Zhang Suiguang, good! Good!"
There was so much blood that Wu Fanchen fainted before he arrived at Xu's house. It was the Taoist priests from Zhenwu Temple who brought him back. Unexpectedly, as soon as he woke up, he asked about Hen Hongchen's injury, "Dad, how is the girl in black?"
"Girl in black? What girl in black?" Wu Qingsong asked in confusion.
Zhan Ren interrupted and replied, "Young Pavilion Master, that girl is seriously injured. My junior brother Zhan is treating her injuries."
"That'll be good, that'll be good," Wu Fanchen said, then fainted again.
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