Although he recognized Cheng Kun, Zhang Sanfeng still asked just in case.
"The young monk Yuan Zhen is a disciple of Master Kongjian."
Cheng Kun was a little nervous, but his face remained calm.
"Yuanzhen, that's right!"
Upon hearing this, Zhang Sanfeng confirmed that it was correct. He immediately threw the Heavenly Sword he had seized and stuck it on the wall of the main hall behind him. He then jumped in front of Cheng Kun, captured Cheng Kun with one hand, and punched Cheng Kun in the abdomen with the other hand.
A few punches.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, what are you doing? Do you really want to be the enemy of the world?"
Master Kongwen was shocked when he saw that Zhang Sanfeng suddenly dealt a cruel blow to the Shaolin disciples. He wanted to fight with Zhang Sanfeng with his Zen staff, but after rushing over, he was kicked away by Zhang Sanfeng and landed among the Shaolin disciples, overwhelming them.
"Ah!
"
Cheng Kun was beaten until he vomited bitter water. He felt as if his liver and intestines were broken. His whole body was as weak as a prawn, curled up on the ground and trembling.
Seeing such a tragic situation, the Kunlun, Kongtong and Emei disciples all broke into cold sweat and subconsciously distanced themselves from Zhang Sanfeng.
Even Master Jue, who was always tough-talking, chose to remain silent at this time.
Zhang Sanfeng stepped on Cheng Kun's face and glanced at the people of the four major sects: "Everyone, I don't care if you come to my 100th birthday party to cause trouble today."
"But if you want to force my apprentice to do something he doesn't want to do, you have to talk about it."
Kong heard that the corner of Master Kong's mouth was bleeding, and he got up from the ground in embarrassment, and said righteously: "Zhang Sanfeng, you are shielding the evil thief Xie Xun, and you are not doing the right thing. Even if I lose today and lose my life at your hands, there will be others in the future..."
"Snapped!"
Zhang Sanfeng flew up and kicked Master Kongwen in the face, and at the same time cursed: "You can't stop fucking me, right? I'm celebrating my birthday today, and I don't want to say bad words. You guys have to put your faces up to me and let me beat you."
I broke the precepts and drank wine."
Sometimes people are just mean, and if you don't beat and scold them, they won't know who the king is.
Seeing that the situation was under control, Zhang Sanfeng said angrily: "Everyone comes to Wudang Mountain to interrogate Xie Xun's whereabouts. Everyone knows what they want."
"The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with his precious sword, commands the world. No one dares to disobey, and no one can stand up to the sky. Who can compete with him?"
"This proverb is widely circulated in the world, but don't you think about it, can you really command the world if you get the dragon-slaying knife?"
"If that's the case, the dragon-slaying knife is in Xie Xun's hands, and he has not become the supreme martial arts master. He is being hunted and hunted all day long, hiding here and there."
When everyone heard the words, they were thoughtful.
They all really longed to get the Dragon Slaying Sword and command the world, but few of them had thought about how they could command the world after getting the Dragon Slaying Sword.
Now that I think about it, there is indeed a problem.
Zhang Sanfeng's words suddenly changed: "For a broken knife, how much blood was shed in the world? How many people died? Who benefited?"
"It's the current imperial court."
"The title of Yitian Slaying the Dragon is actually a rumor spread by the Yuan Dynasty court. The purpose is to trigger grievances and fights in the world so that they can reap the benefits."
"And this is the person who came up with this poisonous plan."
Zhang Sanfeng turned around and pointed at Cheng Kun who was lying on the ground.
"Yuanzhen?"
"Impossible, you are spitting blood and confusing right and wrong."
Master Kongwen is now at odds with Zhang Sanfeng. Today he has suffered a great loss of face, and at worst risking his life, just like fighting to the death with Zhang Sanfeng.
Moreover, Kong Wen also felt that this was Zhang Sanfeng's attempt to protect his apprentice and throw dirty water on Shaolin.
Cheng Kun shuddered when he heard Zhang Sanfeng's words.
Exposed yourself?
There is no reason. He has always been cautious in doing things and never left any clues. When he proposed the plan, only the Prince of Ruyang knew about it, so the other party had no reason to betray him.
But where did Zhang Sanfeng get the news?
Cheng Kun wanted to open his mouth to defend himself, but his whole body was so weak that it was difficult to get up.
After hearing Master Kongwen's words, Zhang Sanfeng said disdainfully: "I'm spitting blood on others? You are blind, right?"
"This man is now the Yuan Zhen of your Shaolin Temple, but did you know that his name before he became a monk was Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand."
"Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand?"
"I think I've heard of this name."
"I have also heard about Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun. He was a murderer more than ten years ago. He killed countless people and committed all kinds of evil. However, he disappeared later. Unexpectedly, he became a monk and became a monk."
"real or fake?"
Some people believed it, and some people believed it half-doubtfully.
Zhang Sanfeng tore off Cheng Kun's veil and lifted it up like a chicken to show the public.
"Cheng Kun, the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand, is good at Hunyuan Kung Fu and Thunderbolt Hand. He was once famous in the world. Maybe some of you know him, but you probably don't know that he has another identity, that is Xie Xun's.
Master."
"When this thief was young, he and his junior sister were childhood sweethearts, but their love was snatched away by Yang Dingtian, the thirty-third generation leader of the Ming Cult, so he harbored a grudge."
"Later, because Yang Dingtian was busy with academic affairs, he neglected his beloved wife, so Cheng Kun found an opportunity to have an affair with Mrs. Yang..."
Zhang Sanfeng recounted what Cheng Kun did one by one.
He was caught in an affair and killed Xie Xun's family, leaving Xie Xun alone. He secretly assisted Xie Xun in seizing Kongtong's "Seven Injury Fist" and tried his best to expand the hatred between Mingjiao and major sects. He joined the Ruyang Palace and became a court eagle, lurking in Shaolin and instigating Shaolin and
The Ming religion became enemies.
One after another, the viciousness is outrageous.
"How about it, Yuan Zhen, the old Taoist is right, maybe it would be more appropriate to hand it over to you, Cheng Kun."
Hearing that Zhang Sanfeng had made public what he had done, Cheng Kun felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He really couldn't understand how Zhang Sanfeng knew these secrets.
There were many things that no one else was present about, such as the affair between him and his junior sister, which made Yang Dingtian angry to death. Apart from his dead junior sister and Yang Dingtian, he was the only one who knew about it, but Zhang Sanfeng just opened his mouth.
Doesn’t it count that Zhang Sanfeng can pinch him?
While Zhang Sanfeng was talking, some old people from various major sects discovered that Yuan Zhen was indeed the Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun.
Moreover, what Zhang Sanfeng said is well-founded, interlocking, and logically clear. With some insiders considering the actual situation, it can almost be concluded that it is true.
"What, it turns out that everything was instigated by this thief Cheng Kun!"
"What a bastard, we were all tricked by him and killed by him!"
"I didn't expect that Master Yuan Zhen would be such a person."
"Just now Master Kongwen said that Wudang harbors evil and evil. I think this applies to Shaolin."
"That's it, what the hell? The evil thief Cheng Kun has been doing bad things for more than ten years under the nose of Shaolin, and no one noticed. He is really blind."
"That's not necessarily the case. There might be someone who is colluding with Cheng Kun."
…
When the wall falls down, many people push it; when the drum is broken, thousands of people beat it.
After it was confirmed that Yuan Zhen was the evil-doing Cheng Kun, the tone of the other sects suddenly changed.
"You...you...poof..."
Master Kongwen couldn't bear the blow and was so angry that he vomited two ounces of blood on the spot, fell to the ground and fainted.
Whether he was really dizzy or pretending to be dizzy is unknown.
Zhang Sanfeng was too lazy to take care of the defeated Shaolin monks and said to Zhang Cuishan: "Cuishan, this evil thief almost killed you, so I'll leave it to you to deal with it."
"Yes, Master!"
Although Zhang Cuishan was curious about why his master knew so many secrets, he couldn't ask more questions in public.
Standing in front of Cheng Kun, Zhang Cuishan said coldly: "Cheng Kun, you have done many evil things and your death is imminent, what else can you say?"
"I am not willing to die without being able to destroy the Ming Cult!"
Cheng Kun's eyes showed resentment and resentment, as well as some fear of death.
"You deserve it, pay for the lives of those who were killed by you!"
Zhang Cuishan raised his sword and cut off Cheng Kun's head.
"Fellow martial arts comrades, the matter has been discussed. You should do whatever you want. If you want the dragon-slaying knife, you can go find it yourself. However, if you dare to take advantage of my apprentice, no one will give you face."
Zhang Sanfeng took out the practice sword from the Najie, and with a wave of his hand, the sword energy swept across, leaving a knife mark about a hundred meters long on the ground. After frightening the group of bears, Zhang Sanfeng asked his disciples to see off the guests.