There is no need for the werewolf to play, as the opponent has already self-destructed.
When the three speakers came forward, Wang Ji already knew what was going on.
If we want to say who among the famous and decent sects wants to deal with the folk sects the most, then the three people in front of us must be among them.
Hong Sifang, the head of the Laoshan Formation Sect, stood up first and did not salute Wang Ji. He said unceremoniously:
"Folk sects have become nothing more than rats on the street that everyone wants to beat. Yan Shouyi even did something that outraged both humans and gods, like massacring the Emei sect. Today we are here to eliminate demons and defend the Tao. I advise you not to be ignorant of your praise!"
Master Henghua of Guangde Temple and Elder Tang Zhongxue of the Red Sect stood behind Hong Sifang, looking firmly supportive.
Wang Ji smiled angrily: "Tell me, why don't you know how to lift someone?"
Master Henghua clasped his hands together and said, "Of course I will catch you without any help."
"You let us, a group of innocent people, get caught without any help, and then we were taken back and slaughtered by you?" Wang Jixiang couldn't help but cursed, "You damn bald donkey, what are you thinking about?"
Master Henghua's face darkened, and Tang Zhongxue on the side quickly stopped Master Henghua, and then shouted to Wang Ji:
"If you want us to let you go, just hand over Yan Shouyi!"
Wang Ji went to show a raging look: "Didn't you keep saying that our president slaughtered the Emei sect? Then you should know that he is still in Mount Emei and has not come back. Where can I find someone for you? If you are really brave, just We should go directly to Mount Emei to see the truth!"
Zhao Yiyao on the side said sarcastically: "What's more, if our president is really here today, if we dare to hand him over, do you dare to accept him?"
Yan Shouyi was the one who killed the reincarnation of Asura in a live broadcast. His strength was obvious to all. With these three guys in front of him, Yan Shouyi might not be able to stop him.
But now there are more than 400 people surrounding the Folklore Research Association. Together, these people are a powerful force.
Hong Sifang felt confident because there was someone behind him. He said coldly:
"The massacre of Emei happened half a month ago. How could he still be in Mount Emei now? What's more, we have already sent people to check it out. The Emei sect is shrouded in a mysterious formation and no one can enter to investigate. That's for sure. Is it also Yan Shouyi’s masterpiece?”
Wang Jixiang really had no evidence to defend himself, and he was always talking about the other party. No matter what they said, Wang Jixiang couldn't care less.
The two sides were in a stalemate for a while, and Master Henghua suddenly said:
"Since you can't hand over Yan Shouyi, hand over a hostage related to Yan Shouyi! The poor monk heard that Yan Shouyi's wife is pregnant. Dare you ask her where she is?"
As soon as he finished speaking, two people suddenly shot out from behind the crowd.
They held soul-calling bells, guarded against evil spirits, and charged at Master Henghua!
Master Henghua reacted, his face was gloomy, he clasped his hands together, and suddenly opened his mouth and roared.
The Buddhist lion roars!
The golden sound waves rushed out and dispersed the evil spirits. The two sneak attackers stopped moving, but they did not stop, pointing at Master Henghua and yelling:
"Fortunately, you are still a monk who fasts and chants sutras, but you actually want to threaten women and children. If the Buddha knew that you were so despicable and shameless, he would probably come from the Western Paradise and kill you!"
The two people who rushed out were Lushan Sect elders Huang Hai and Zhou Yuquan.
"The poor monk is here to subjugate demons and must use any means necessary to deal with evildoers!" Master Henghua said sophistry.
"Bah!" The two of them spat thick phlegm at Master Henghua. Master Henghua was also irritated and moved his palms while retreating.
The golden palm prints flew towards the two of them, but they did not dodge.
Just when the two were about to be hit by the golden palm print, a red dress suddenly fell from the sky. When the woman landed, she opened the red oil paper umbrella in her hand and easily blocked the golden palm print.
After closing the umbrella, the woman's true face could be seen clearly. She was an extremely charming and beautiful woman.
The ghost king is full of peach blossoms!
"You want to take my master as a hostage? You damn bald donkey, be careful I drain your essence!"
Tao Huaying put the oil-paper umbrella on her shoulders, with a smile on her face, but she said the cruelest words.
From behind the crowd, disciples of the Lushan Sect came and forcibly separated a path from the crowded crowd. Several elders of the Lushan Sect came to protect Lin Zitong, who was dressed in purple.
Lin Zitong's belly is already a bit big, but her beauty has not diminished at all, and there is some tenderness of a new mother between her brows.
Seeing Lin Zitong appear, the crowd started talking.
Some of them saw Lin Zitong for the first time and were impressed by her beauty, while others were concerned about Lin Zitong's identity. She became the head of the Lushan Sect at a young age, and in today's battle between the famous sect and the folk sect Among them, Lin Zitong is the figure at the center of the whirlpool.
Will her appearance bring any changes to the current situation?
Under the protection of the elders of the Lushan Sect, Lin Zitong walked through the crowd and walked to the entrance of the Folklore Research Association, where she stood with Wang Jixiang and others.
Hong Sifang saw her and sneered:
"It seems that Master Lin is determined to choose the folk sect and completely break with the decent sects like us?"
Lin Zitong replied calmly:
"Don't worry about being labeled. You are just the leader of the Laoshan Formation Sect. You cannot represent a famous and decent family! Heavenly Master Yu Luming hasn't spoken yet, so why are you anxious?"
Although he is young, his momentum is not weak at all. This is everyone’s first impression of Lin Zitong.
This girl is not that easy to mess with.
Tao Huaying floated to Lin Zitong's side and sent the red umbrella back with both hands. Then she turned back with a fierce look on her face and stared at Master Henghua fiercely.
"Miss, it was this bastard who wanted to take you and your child back as hostages."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of everyone in the Lushan Sect were instantly fixed on Master Henghua, and the hostility and murderous intent in their eyes were not concealed at all.
Even Master Henghua felt great pressure, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from his bare head.
Huang Hai snorted coldly and said:
"It has nothing to do with the dispute between the two factions. Let me put my words here first. Whoever wants to harm our head and children, we will fight to the death! No matter what his identity is, as long as we are still alive, we will not let him leave Rong. city!"
The Lushan sect has gone through so many ups and downs, and now it has united as one to loyally support Lin Zitong.
Master Henghua gritted his teeth and finally chose to take a step back and shut his mouth.
He gave in.
Wang Jixiang breathed a sigh of relief. If Lin Zitong hadn't been there in this first round of confrontation, the two sides might have just started fighting.
However, Hong Sifang and the others obviously would not give up easily. As soon as Master Henghua was defeated and defeated, Tang Zhongxue suddenly attacked:
"I heard that your Folklore Research Association recruited a pair of gold captains. They are descendants of the Ma family. These brothers and sisters dug countless graves and committed heinous crimes. Do you think your Folklore Research Association still wants to protect them?"
