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"Indeed, this elder also feels there is something fishy about it."
Seeing that the two of them were denying their responsibility and were even pointing the finger at Ning Chen.
Qiao Feng frowned, about to speak, but was stopped by Li Hanyi.
"Too wordy."
Li Hanyi drew her sword, and a flash of sword light slashed down.
Ning Chen knew that the Snow Moon Sword Immortal could no longer hold back, so he did not stop him.
Kang Min's head was instantly severed from her slender neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
Quan Guanqing looked horrified, but then felt a chill on his neck, and then it seemed as if he was flying into the sky.
As I looked down, I saw my headless body kneeling on the ground, covered in blood.
Immediately afterwards, everything went black before his eyes, and he lost consciousness completely.
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Two bloody heads fell to the ground one after the other.
The crowd looked at the sword-wielding woman who had made her move with a newfound respect in their eyes.
Ning Chen saw this and couldn't help but chuckle to himself:
In the martial arts world, strength is indeed the best reputation.
After Li Hanyi demonstrated her strength, no one dared to challenge them anymore.
"The truth about Deputy Chief Ma has been revealed."
Qiao Feng looked at Master Zhiguang, who had his hands clasped together, and asked:
"Please tell me, Master, who exactly is the ringleader who ambushed and killed my parents?"
Master Zhiguang's reaction to this was as always.
"Please forgive me, but I cannot tell you."
No matter how much Qiao Feng pleaded, the old monk remained adamant and refused to budge.
“Benefactor Qiao, please stop asking.”
At that time, this matter concerned the stability of both the Song and Liao dynasties.
The ringleader also felt he couldn't stand idly by.
If Shaolin martial arts flowed into the Liao Dynasty,
This could very well break the long-standing balance of power between the two countries.
Everything is for the sake of the Song Dynasty and all living beings.
I hope you, Benefactor Qiao, can understand.
Qiao Feng fell silent, frowning in thought.
Ning Chen sneered:
"Are you afraid that the Liao soldiers will learn Shaolin martial arts and become masters?"
Why don't you just pass on the Shaolin martial arts to the Song soldiers?
If you really want to consider the country,
Why don't we see your leader handing over Shaolin martial arts to the imperial court?
He was just worried about his family's martial arts techniques being stolen.
"What nonsense about national interests... Ha, I can't believe people like you."
Zhiguang was startled by these words and broke out in a cold sweat.
These words may be unpleasant to hear, but they are the absolute truth.
Suddenly, he began to doubt the leader's intentions...
Huang Rong deliberately sighed:
"Chief Qiao, that leader is wholeheartedly dedicated to protecting Shaolin martial arts..."
So which faction would he belong to?
That's really hard to guess.
Her implication was obvious to Qiao Feng, who wasn't stupid; he immediately murmured:
"What Miss Huang means is... that the leader is from the Shaolin Temple!"
But Shaolin Temple has many martial monks, so who could it be?
Huang Rong sighed, but a smile remained on her small face.
"The old monk said that the leader has a very high status in the martial arts world..."
Even when this person is mentioned,
Even Wang Jiantong of the Beggars' Sect is ranked after this person's name.
"His prestige is extremely high... even surpassing that of Chief Wang..."
Qiao Feng recalled Huang Rong's words, and his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
Finally, he slowly said, "It must be Abbot Xuanci."
Huang Rong, as if seeking praise, clung to Ning Chen's arm and asked with a smile:
"Brother Ningchen, Rong'er wasn't wrong, was she?"
Seeing Ning Chen nod, Qiao Feng was completely certain.
Master Zhiguang turned ashen-faced and sighed repeatedly.
"How dare you tarnish the reputation of our leader who has lived a life of integrity?"
Shan Zheng, with his long black hair and beard, stepped forward and said...
"Qiao Feng, if you intend to go to Shaolin to murder the leader..."
"Then we'll have to step over the corpses of us, the six of us father and sons, first!"
The Five Heroes of Mount Tai also stepped forward.
"Count us in too!"
Grandpa Tan and Grandma Tan also stepped forward, looking dignified and awe-inspiring.
"Friendship is friendship, and righteousness is righteousness."
We cannot allow a Khitan to kill our leader!
"Count me in too."
Zhao Qiansun walked up to Granny Tan and said with a smile,
"Xiao Juan, this time we're really going to die together."
Master Zhiguang gently opened his eyes and whispered:
“Benefactor Qiao, I feel deeply ashamed about what happened back then.”
But today I cannot allow you to go to Shaolin and disrupt the martial arts world of the Central Plains!
Qiao Feng, enraged, laughed instead, picked up a jar of wine, and drank it all in one gulp.
Ning Chen said calmly:
"Guilt? Ha! Others might feel guilty, but don't fool yourself into believing it too."
Thirty years have passed since that ambush.
They have never made the slightest compensation.
The Khitan child, Qiao Feng, was entrusted to Han people for upbringing.
They even taught others to kill their own people.
If one truly considers Qiao Feng to be a Han Chinese, that would be good.
But they were also concerned about the other person's Khitan identity.
He was constantly on guard, which led to Qiao Feng's tragic life.
While Zhiguang and his ilk verbally expressed their repentance for their sins, their actions betrayed their words.
Now that Qiao Feng has figured out the identity of the leader,
However, they stood up to stop Qiao Feng from taking revenge.
This goes beyond disgusting; it's downright bestial.
"Qiao Feng, let me ask you this: how will you avenge the murder of your mother?"
Ning Chen looked at Qiao Feng and asked slowly.