Chapter 19: Tiansha Lone Star

"I'll reason with you. Do you say I'm a junior and you're using your power to suppress others? Will you feel guilty?" Yang Guan's body sank, but his expression did not change at all. He had encountered all the masters in the late stage of the innate stage, let alone the Kong Wen of the early stage of the innate stage.

Kong Wen looked ashen, with a gray face, withdrew his momentum and snorted coldly: "Mingxin, did you think you saw Zhang Cuishan killing someone back then?"

"This, this, the disciples saw that all the people from the Longmen Escort Agency fell at the foot of Zhang Cuishan, and Zhang Cuishan was covered in blood, so...!" Mingxin stuttered.

"Look, I didn't see the fifth uncle killing people. I just saw the moment he fired!" Yang Guan said with a smile.

"Junior, Zhang Cuishan is covered in blood. He stood in front of the deceased and said he didn't kill him?" Kong Wen shouted angrily.

"Since that's the case, similarly, my second uncle Yu Sanxia was cut off from his feet by Shaolin's powerful Vajra finger. Could it be that Shaolin's hand was moved?" Yang Guansenran said.

"This..." Kong Wen was choked.

"Amitabha, this Wudang boy, I have been passed down from Shaolin for thousands of years and have suffered many disasters. It is not surprising that his unique skills have been leaked in the sect. The Great Vajra Finger is one of them. Yu Sanxia's injuries are not what Shaolin calls it." Shaolin Kongxing lowered his eyebrows and said.

"Haha, that's it. Why do you accuse the fifth uncle of killing the Longmen Escort Agency? You have no evidence and only rely on subjective speculation. Just like the powerful Vajra finger may be used by others, the blood on his body may be stained with the real murderer, or it may be left behind by fighting elsewhere. Why do you determine that the fifth uncle is the murderer?" Yang Guan smiled with a serious smile.

"Amitabha!" Kong Weng Xing and Kongxing looked at each other, sang the Buddha's name in a low voice, kept silent, pretending to be silent. A discerning person could see that he was speechless, and he let Zhang Cuishan go for the time being.

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao and others secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Yang Guan was the shit-making stick that they pushed out to disrupt the situation.

"Zhang Cuishan, we don't care about the Dragon and Tiger Escort Agency, but Xie Xun killed countless people in the Giant Whale Gang at the sword-rolling meeting and told Xie Xun's whereabouts!" The leader of the Giant Whale Gang said loudly.

"Yes, we have an irreconcilable grudge with Xie Xun, tell us about Xie Xun's whereabouts."

"Tell Xie Xun's whereabouts and hand over the Dragon Slaying Sword."

"Steal the Dragon Slaying Sword!"

...

"Everyone, I know the whereabouts of my righteous brother Xie Xun, and I know where the Dragon Slaying Sword is." Zhang Cuishan said according to Yang Guan's arrangement.

"Speak quickly where to go!"

"Speak quickly!"

Hearing this, everyone was in a state of excitement.

"But do you dare to ask for it?" Zhang Cuishan said again.

"Zhang Cuishan, what do you mean?" a man said loudly.

"My righteous brother was determined to seize the Dragon Slaying Sword, but his family was destroyed by the Dragon Slaying Sword. His wife, children and parents died, and his enemies were everywhere. As far as I know, all other people who got the Dragon Slaying Sword were killed. The family was killed and the end of his death was tragically killed. Even my third senior brother was broken by his legs because of escorting the Dragon Slaying Sword. All of them mean that this thing was unknown. Three years ago, Brother Yu got a secret record from an enemy family and learned various details." Zhang Cuishan said in a deep voice.

Everyone remembered the tragic situation of the Dragon Slaying Sword, and they all shivered. A cold air rushed in. The boiling brain cleared and they immediately calmed down.

At this time, Song Yuanqiao clasped his fists and said, "Everyone, since the birth of the Dragon Slayer Sword, everyone has fought and robbed everyone. Why? Those who have obtained the Dragon Slayer Sword ordered everyone in the world to dare to follow. How can the Heavenly Heaven fight? Is this true? Where did the rumors come from?"

"Since the Yuan Meng won the world, the Mongols have no way of doing things, the country is unstable, and anti-Yuan forces have emerged. The heroes from all walks of life hated the Yuan Meng and killed them continuously. Later, it was reported that the Heavenly Heaven Sword and Dragon Sabre orders that no one in the world dared to refuse to obey."

"Where is the Dragon Slaying Sword? No one knows that it is rumored that this sword was cast by strange iron from the sky, so it is broken and extremely sharp. When it was born, the wind howled, and the aura of evil and resentment was great. All the craftsmen who cast this sword died tragically. Since the Dragon Slaying Sword was born, there have been constant disputes in the world and countless casualties. The owner of the Dragon Slaying Sword either died tragically, or his family was destroyed and his family died, and he died alone."

"Song Daxia, what's the reason?" asked one person.

"The root of all this lies in the calculation of this strange iron from heaven and Yuan Meng. This strange iron is not something else, but a piece of evil iron from heaven. After being cast into a dragon-slaying sword, although it is extremely sharp and has broken hair, it is plagued by resentment and injustice. It gets its owner. Yin evil enters the body, Tianye enters the life palace, and the fate changes, and becomes Tianye lonely star, which is destined to defeat the relatives and die in all directions, and live in the lonely life. Therefore, this dragon-slaying sword is not a treasure sword, which can command the world, but the source of disaster." Song Yuanqiao said with a serious expression.

"So that's it. No wonder the person who got the sword failed to command the world. Instead, he did not die or die. Although he had a high level of cultivation like Xie Xun, he was not dead, but his whole family was killed and he could only die alone in the end. It turned out that his life was a lone evil spirit." Everyone recalled the tragic situation of the Dragon Slaying Sword owner, and his eagerness dissipated and sighed.

Seeing everyone like this, Song Yuanqiao and others finally let go of their hearts and struck while the iron was hot. Song Yuanqiao continued: "The Yuanmeng poisonous plan still doesn't know this. Not only does it disrupt the rivers and lakes and consume the strength of the rivers and lakes, there is still another layer of calculation in it."

"Oh? Please tell me clearly, Mr. Song."

"There is rumors that if you have the Dragon Slaying Sword in the world, you can command the world. If the Yitian is not out, who can compete with each other? It can be seen that the Yitian Sword is extraordinary. During the Three Kingdoms, Cao Cao, the prime minister of the Han Dynasty, took the Emperor to command the princes, held the Yitian Sword in his hand, and pointed the enemy's soldiers directly to the world. Even if the unparalleled Zhuge Wuhou went out of Qishan seven times but failed to get it, he saw its power."

"Why is the rumored sword of the Heavenly Sword? It is still unknown whether it is Cao Cao's sword of the Heavenly Sword, but since it is named Yitian, it can be seen that this sword also comes out with momentum." Song Yuanqiao said infatuatedly.

When Song Qingshu saw Song Yuanqiao talking, he yearned for pride and became proud. He looked at Yang Guan provocatively. Yang Guan was very popular just now, but Song Qingshu was very jealous.

Looking at him, he didn't care. Yang Guan's mouth showed a sly smile. Others didn't see it, but was looked at by Old Dao Zhang. He thought about it and smiled knowingly, and a peaceful smile appeared on his face.

First, the branch was pruned, and Shaolin was speechless, dispelling the Longmen Escort Agency's destruction, and then shifting flowers and trees to divert attention, shifting everyone's attention to the Dragon Slaying Sword to the Yitian Sword, reducing Zhang Cuishan's pressure.

This strategy is certainly not produced by Song Yuanqiao. Song Yuanqiao is honest, although he is experienced and has no bad wisdom, but he advocates the mean and is not good at strategy. Seeing Yang Guan's appearance, Zhang Sanfeng already had the answer in his heart.

"Song Hero, can you tell where the Yitian Sword is now?" Hearing this, everyone felt aroused. Although they didn't say it clearly, there were examples of the Dragon Slaying Sword and Cao Cao Yitian Sword. He didn't know that the Yitian Sword was powerful, so someone spoke.

"How precious is the Sword of the Heavenly Sword? It is so easy to appear in the world. There is no specific news yet." Song Yuanqiao shook his head and sighed.

Everyone felt regretful, but they believed more about what Song Yuanqiao said.

"However, it is rumored that there is a divine sword in the palace of the Ruyang Prince of Most Capital. It is very magical and very similar to the rumored Yitian. I just don't know if it is true or false." Song Yuanqiao said vaguely.

Everyone's hearts were raised again, their minds were changing, and their greed was so strong that they were anxious that they held their fists and said goodbye. Suddenly, most of the martial arts people were missing on Wudang Mountain.

Everyone left, Master Mie Jue snorted coldly, showing disdain for what Song Yuanqiao said, but he was particularly concerned about the whereabouts of the Sword of the Heavenly Sword he said, with a hint of eagerness flashing in his eyes, he said goodbye solemnly and left quickly.

Emei left, Kunlun, Kongtong, Huashan, and Shaolin also bid farewell to Zhang Sanfeng.

A big drama in the original work was disturbed by Yang Guan, and the ended in a bad way. Zhang Cuishan was not dead. All the martial arts masters left, and the Wudang disciples finally felt relieved.

"Ah, mom! Woo woo!" Suddenly, Zhang Wuji exclaimed.

"Wuji!" Yin Susu's face changed drastically, and her figure flashed and she chased after her.

"Not good!" Zhang Sanfeng's expression turned solemn, his figure moved and disappeared, and only a vigorous and mellow voice heard, "It was the master who came to Wudang Mountain. The old Taoist was rude, but I, Wuji, was young, so I hope you can keep my hands well."

"Hahaha, Zhang Sanfeng, ask Zhang Cuishan to tell Xie Xun's whereabouts. I will spare this little baby, otherwise! Humph."
Chapter completed!