At the same time, many elders of the Beggar Clan and martial arts heroes also turned their hostility towards Yang Ming!

Now everyone is furious, anyone who dares to help Qiao Feng is the public enemy of the martial arts!

Who is this guy? He dares to risk the disapproval of the world!

Yang Ming was about to be attacked by a group of people.

He doesn't have Qiao Feng's ability. If he is surrounded by so many masters, he will definitely die in a second.

Of course, there were some people who noticed Yang Ming's attack just now and were surprised!

Yang Ming's cultivation level may not be high, but the chop he made just now was shocking to everyone!

Thousands of peaks were cut off by fate, and they reappeared in the world after many years!

Many people were paying attention secretly.

The situation we are facing now is tense, but it seems that Yang Ming is not panicking at all.

Before anyone else could speak, Yang Ming shouted at the top of his lungs!

"Absurd! Shan Zheng, what was your master doing just now! Are you crazy?"

One sentence made everyone around him stunned.

Yang Ming continued to shout at a higher volume.

"Everyone! We gather at Juxian Manor for the sake of justice in the martial arts world. We should punish evil and promote good, so that we can feel no regrets!"

"But now, the evil thief Qiao Feng we call can go into danger alone just to seek medical treatment for this girl, and we have so many heroes from all walks of life here, and someone actually wants to attack this seriously injured girl?

This is simply against chivalry!"

"If we say this, how can we face the world's heroes? What qualifications do we have to face the world's martial arts comrades! How will we be ridiculed by the world!"

"Thankfully I stopped it in time, otherwise it would have caused a big disaster!"

As he said that, Yang Ming looked at the elders of the Beggar Clan with a righteous face.

"Elders of the Beggar Clan, can you, the Beggar Clan, do such a thing?"

Several elders of the Beggar Clan remained silent.

Yang Ming turned to look at Master Xuannan again.

"Master, can Shaolin do such a thing?"

Before Xuannan could speak, Yang Ming continued.

"Master, you are highly respected. If the master thinks that I have said anything wrong and agrees to kill this weak woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken, I will commit suicide on the spot! Master, say it!"

Master Xuannan had just had a fierce fight with Qiao Feng and was taking the time to recover his energy.

After hearing Yang Ming's inquiry, he didn't dare to answer.

Just kidding, if you ask it so openly, whoever dares to nod will have their character shattered.

What qualifications does the Beggar Clan Shaolin have to claim to be the leader of the righteous path?

Who else has the dignity to uphold justice in the martial arts world?

Yang Ming looked upright on the surface, but he was actually feeling happy in his heart.

Fortunately, fortunately, I spoke quickly and took over the conversation.

As a senior surfer who grew up in the Internet age, Yang Ming has experienced countless online scolding battles and various rhythmic storms. He understands this truth very well.

There are only two ways to avoid being morally kidnapped by others.

The first is that I have no morals, and the second is that I stand on the moral high ground before the other party, and stand higher than others!

Compared with myself, who shout slogans and follow the rhythm, these gangsters and warriors are a little more naive.

Sure enough, Yang Ming's few words silenced the elders of the Beggar Clan and the Shaolin Master into silence, and no one else dared to move.

On the contrary, many people think what Yang Ming said makes sense.

Many warriors looked at Yang Ming in confusion, and then whispered to each other.

"Who is this kid? Where did he come from?"

"I don't know, but what he said just now...well, it seems to make sense."

"I didn't hear that he scolded the iron-faced judge Shan Zheng, and blocked the Beggar Clan and Shaolin seniors speechless. What he said must be reasonable!"

"Looking at this guy pretending to be righteous, even though I feel very unhappy, I can't find any reason to refute..."

Everyone has everything they say.

"You guys..."

Shan Zheng was confused. The development of things seemed to deviate from his expectation. When he was about to speak, he was immediately interrupted sharply by Yang Ming.

"Shut up, the elders of the Beggar Clan and Shaolin Master Xuannan have all nodded, what else do you have to say!"

"Instructing your son to attack a weak woman has ruined the reputation of our generation. How can you be called an iron-faced judge? I was also born in Qingzhou. I, Yang Ming, am ashamed to be associated with an old dog like you!"

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"you……"

Shan Zheng was scolded so badly by Yang Ming that his blood surged for a moment, and stars appeared in front of his eyes.

The iron-faced judge Shan Zheng has been walking around the world for decades and is highly respected. This is the first time that he has been so wantonly insulted in front of the world's heroes!

Still a junior!

Unfortunately, I couldn't reply for a while.

Shan Zheng had already experienced the pain of losing his son, but now he was so angry that he couldn't hold it back and spat out a mouthful of blood!
Chapter completed!