Chapter 329: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 329: Battle of the Heroes

Chapter 329: Battle of the Heroes (Part )

"My wicked father colluded with the evil sect Qu Yang and attempted to harm the righteousness of the martial arts world. This is unkind and unjust, and is truly a heinous crime..."

"Please, uncles and aunts, please help me. I am willing to sever all ties with my father..."

The young man knelt in the yard, crying bitterly, and denounced Liu Zhengfeng for his various misdeeds of colluding with the Demon Cult.

Wan Daping put away his sword and laughed, "Well said, keep talking!"

Liu Qin cursed louder and louder, and in a trance, he really became a wise man who sacrificed his own relatives for the sake of justice, rather than a coward who succumbed to the threat of death. He lowered his head, not daring to look at his father and brothers and sisters.

When those underworld people saw this, although they had different stances from Liu Zhengfeng, they couldn't help but shake their heads, lamenting that human nature was cold and selfish, and that even fathers and sons would bite each other in life and death situations.

"I heard that Liu Zhengfeng's favorite is his youngest son Liu Qin."

"My elder brother and sister are so strong-willed, but my younger brother is a coward. Hahaha, so interesting..."

"A dragon gives birth to nine sons, and each one is different."

"A good father and a good son, this kind of thing is not uncommon in the martial arts world."

"In the final analysis, it was the Songshan Sect that pushed us too far. In the face of life and death, how many people can remain calm?"

There were also some people from the martial arts world who were on good terms with the Songshan Sect and they spoke out in rebuttal.

"You can't say that. Liu Zhengfeng colluded with Qu Yang and failed to distinguish between good and evil, and between friends and enemies. It has been confirmed. Shouldn't he be reprimanded?"

"A gentleman is judged by deeds, not by heart. Liu Qin sacrificed his relatives for the sake of justice, and Lu Daxia guided people to be good. These are all good things that benefit the righteous martial arts world!"

"You are so opposed to it, could it be that you are also devoted to the Demon Cult?"

When the hat was put on, no one dared to take it, and the whispering voices suddenly disappeared.
Lin Pingzhi bit into half a roasted chicken leg and looked at the scene in the courtyard. The last fantasy in his heart was completely dissipated. The so-called martial arts world is nothing more than this, bullying, oppression, mutual harm, and alienation of human hearts. How is it different from the thugs in the market and the bandits?
"The leader of the martial arts world? The righteous people of Jianghu? No wonder they can tolerate Yu Canghai and the Qingcheng Sect. They are birds of a feather. The strong are respected. Confusion of right and wrong is what they are used to doing."

When he was wearing a brocade robe and riding a horse, the world of martial arts seemed very far away from him.

When he changed into a tattered bell and squatted on the roadside to compete for food with wild dogs, he suddenly looked back and found himself in the underworld.

Lu Bai stood in the courtyard, looking around at the martial arts heroes, his face full of pride.

"Liu Zhengfeng, now even your son wants to distance himself from you, what else do you have to say? Isn't it clear enough what is right and wrong, good and evil? Even a teenager can understand it, but you are still stubborn and stubborn?"

How could he demonstrate the power of the Crane Hand when dealing with a mere fifteen-year-old boy? Lu Bai wanted to use Liu Qin to break down Liu Zhengfeng's psychological defenses and achieve his goal of capturing the two without bloodshed.

"Crack!"

Lu Bai walked around Liu Qin, came in front of Mi Weiyi, swung his sword and chopped off half of his arm. Blood gushed out, he held the broken arm and made a few muffled groans in his throat, but he was unwilling to beg for mercy. Liu Qin was so weak that he had already embarrassed Mr. Liu Sanye. Mi Weiyi felt that as a disciple of the Liu family, he had to save the situation, so as not to be laughed at. Liu Zhengfeng's disciples and sons were all spineless.

"Junior Brother Mi!"

He shouted to Danian and was about to struggle over when he was stopped by two disciples of the Songshan School.

"Mr. Lu, you win!"

Liu Zhengfeng had just been betrayed by his own son, and when he saw the miserable state of his disciple, his mind was shaken and he burst into laughter.

"I am willing to die here and surrender to the Songshan Sect's Zuo Mengzhu. I only ask you to stop killing people."

He drew his sword, wiped the cold blade gently on his sleeve, and a look of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Brother Qu, with your martial arts skills, they may not be able to stop you."

Qu Yang chuckled and said, "No way, this matter started because of our friendship. Since you want to leave, how can I live alone?"

"Brother Qu..."

"No need to say more. The most important thing in making friends is knowing each other. I know you, but don't you know me?"

Qu Yang drew the steel sword from his waist and was determined to die with Liu Zhengfeng.

Fei Bin and Lu Bai looked at each other and smiled.

Du Liang was stunned and murmured, "Are there really brothers in this world who can trust their lives and deaths?"

The attitude of stabbing disciples in the back is that as long as someone pays and the price is right, they will stab them in the back at any time. There are really fools in the world who believe in brotherhood and living and dying together. I think it is ridiculous.

"Of course!"

When Du Liang heard the voice, he was surprised that there was only a mute by his side. When did he change the person?

He turned his head and saw that the mute was speaking. Behind the mute, a thin-faced man appeared out of nowhere, holding an iron knife. There was a gleam in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was not an ordinary person.

Zhang Yu smiled and said, "You may not have seen it, but you can't say it doesn't exist."

Du Liang said dissatisfiedly: "Brother, you... you can speak? Then why are you pretending to be dumb?"

The people at the same table also looked over and were very disdainful of the man in black robe pretending to be mute.

"Am I the only one playing dumb?"

"When wolves are in power and right and wrong are reversed, aren't all the heroes in the room pretending to be dumb?"

When he said the last sentence, Zhang Yu's voice suddenly became louder. Many people heard it clearly, and many eyes were turned over. Right now, the Songshan Sect was punishing the Demon Sect. If one was not careful, people might lose their heads in a blink of an eye, and no one dared to be the first to speak out.

Du Liang quickly distanced himself from Zhang Yu, thinking to himself, "It seems that this guy is a fake mute, but he is actually a madman. He doesn't know his place and dares to offend the Songshan Sect. I have to stay away from him to avoid getting covered in blood."

"Who is speaking?"

Lightning Sword Di Xiu heard it clearly. Although no one was mentioned by name, he was sent to Songshan.

The two uncles joined forces to subdue Liu Zhengfeng and Qu Yang, and shocked the five to six hundred martial artists present. It was the most glorious time for the Songshan Sect. Anyone who dared to jump out and sing a different tune would be quickly labeled as "colluding with the evil sect and being a traitor to the righteous path" and be killed as an example to warn others.

Di Xiu even felt a little grateful to this person.

A tree is like a skin, and a person is like a face.

In the underworld, many people pursue fame,

The feeling of having your name announced and being the center of attention is so wonderful that it is hard to describe.

Unfortunately, in the Songshan Sect, Zuo Lengchan is very powerful and the Thirteen Guardians have been famous for a long time.

Di Xiu was quite outstanding among the three generations of disciples, and even earned the nickname "Lightning Sword". However, he was not well-known to the outside world. He was an unknown person, and even within the Five Mountains Sword Sect, not many people knew him.

So when Liu Zhengfeng called out his name before, even though he knew that the other party was in collusion with the Demon Cult, he couldn't help but feel happy.

The two uncles showed their skills and shined. From today onwards, their reputation in the martial arts world will be even greater than before. He was worried that he would not have the opportunity to stand out, but the opportunity came right before his eyes.

"Who was speaking just now?"

"You have the guts to come forward, but don't you have the guts to admit it?"

Di Xiu pointed his sword sideways and walked in the direction of the voice. Wherever his eyes passed, those martial arts masters who were usually known for being unruly lowered their heads, and few dared to look him in the eye.

At this moment, he became the focus of the whole audience.

"I'm standing in front of you now, why are you hiding your head like a turtle? Don't you want to talk too much? Speak your mind, I'm all ears!"

Di Xiu walked slowly forward, enjoying this moment, until he reached the table in the corner next to the courtyard wall.

"Master Di, I...I want to report, I want to expose!" Du Liang was terrified when Di Xiu's eyes swept over him, fearing that he would be wrongly accused by the sword. He quickly stood up and took the initiative to betray his newly acknowledged brother to avoid being implicated.

Di Xiu gripped the hilt of his sword tightly and asked in a cold voice, "Who are you going to expose?"

Du Liang was frightened and blurted out, "Those words were... said by this mute!"

"The mute said that? Are you kidding me?"

Di Xiu glanced at the man in black robe sitting quietly next to him. He saw that the man was handsome, with delicate features, gentle manners, and a warm smile on his face. He didn't look like someone who could say such words. Instead, Du Liang looked more like a courageous man.

So many people kept their heads down and kept silent, but he dared to stand up and answer!

Du Liang pointed at Zhang Yu beside him and said quickly, "I...I was wrong. He is not really dumb, he is just pretending to be dumb! If you don't believe me, you can ask the other people at the same table."

"Is that what he said?"

Di Xiu turned the sword and glanced at the Haisha Gang disciples sitting at the same table.

"Don't ask, I said it!"

Zhang Yu slowly stood up and looked at the Songshan Sect disciples in front of him...

Many eyes looked over at the same time, all curious, who dared to provoke the Songshan Sect at this time?
The Songshan Sect had a large number of people and was in a strong position to fight against demons and defend the moral high ground. At this time, even Taoist Tianmen and Master Dingyi, who were known for their stubborn tempers, could only retreat and not dare to confront them head-on.

When some people saw the young man's appearance, they felt it was somewhat familiar, as if they had seen him somewhere.

Qu Yang felt that the voice sounded familiar, so he turned around and looked. Although he had not seen him for several years, Zhang Yu's temperament had changed a lot, as he was promoted from a small deputy flag leader to the powerful deputy leader of the Guardian Hall. However, he still recognized him at a glance.

He sighed deeply. After he decided to leave the sect, he cut off contact with his old friends in the sect and even forbade Feiyan to write to Zhang Yu. He did not want to implicate them. Who would have thought that today he would involve this promising young man into such a dangerous situation.

"Brother Qu, he is the person you were talking about."

Liu Zhengfeng asked, he had the determination to die, but he was already extremely relieved.

Qu Yang nodded.

Liu Zhengfeng chuckled and said, "He is indeed handsome and has an extraordinary demeanor. I have passed on the Qingxin Pushan Mantra composed with the flute to this person, so it is not a waste. The sound of the flute will never cease in the martial arts world. Even if I die here today, what regrets will I have?"

Over here, the people from the Five Mountains Sword Sect standing on the steps also had different reactions.

"It's Donor Zhang!"

When the little nun Yilin saw the man in black robe, his eyes and eyebrows remained the same as before. He was the person she had been missing for some time. On his chest was still half of a portrait that he had picked up in the flower hall that day. Thinking of this, her cheeks turned slightly red.

When Yue Lingshan heard the meaningful voice of "Donor Zhang", she turned around and looked at the beautiful little nun. Their eyes met in the air, and Yi Lin lowered her head first.

"He is indeed here."

Miss Yue turned around and looked at her father, her eyes full of worry.

Master Dingyi asked, "Yilin, is he the Zhang Liyu who saved you in Hengshan?"

The little nun whispered, "Yes, Master."

Yue Buqun closed his folding fan and heard the conversation between the master and the disciple at Hengshan: "Master, do you know that person?"

Ding Yi nodded and said, "His name is Zhang Liyu, a very chivalrous young man! He saved my life, so he is a friend of my Hengshan Sect."

Yue Buqun chuckled, with an inexplicable chill in the corners of his mouth, and thought to himself: "This boy must not be kept alive! Today is the time, he should die here."

Di Xiu glanced at his two uncles and planned to use his old tricks again, also to make a name for himself under the banner of eliminating demons and defending the Way.

"If you can say these words, you are connected to the Demon Cult. If you want to live, kneel down and apologize immediately!"

Zhang Yu looked at the man who was half a head shorter than him and chuckled, "Thank you so much!"

"What did you say?"

Di Xiu asked again with a gloomy expression.

He also wanted to be like Uncle Lu, and gradually defeat this man and let him do whatever he wanted. But just when he started, he was greeted with...

"Thank you mother!"

Zhang Yu followed his instructions and repeated them again, with a smile on her face that deepened.

"Okay, okay, very good!"

"You keep swearing, you must be a member of the Demonic Cult!"

"My fellow heroes, I am a disciple of Mr. Zuo from the Songshan Sect. I am the Lightning Sword Di Xiu. Today, I will enforce justice on behalf of the heavens and kill the evil followers of the Demon Sect."

Di Xiu clasped his fists and looked around. He had already decided to use this man as an example to scare the monkeys and establish his own reputation in the martial arts world. He was just worried that he had no chance, but he didn't expect that he would come to him. From today on, the Lightning Sword would be famous in the martial arts world.

The man in black robe stood quietly there without drawing his sword, completely unaware of the approaching danger. If you ignore his young age, he does look like a master, especially with his reckless look, which is really intimidating.

Those people in the martial arts world who were dissatisfied with the Songshan School felt quite regretful in their hearts. Another wronged soul!

"Han Xing Pierces the Mountain!"

Di Xiu raised his hand and drew his sword, then he leaped two feet high, and a cold star, like an arrow shot from a bow, pierced Zhang Yu's throat.

It's quite fast and difficult to defend against.

The Songshan sword technique is heavy, powerful and mighty, and is not known for its speed.

Di Xiu had a family-inherited skill in fast swordplay, and he integrated the essence of it into several moves of Songshan sword techniques. When he used it in battle, he was able to achieve unexpected results.

It is undoubtedly a serious crime to change the inherited martial arts and apply them to other sects without authorization, as well as being suspected of betraying the teacher and ancestors. However, Zuo Lengchan attached great importance to practicality. Not only did he not blame him, he also admired Di Xiu very much and accepted him as his own disciple.

The sword technique 'Cold Star Piercing the Mountain' is his masterpiece. He often uses this move in competitions with his fellow disciples, making their opponents suffer. Even if the opponents know Di Xiu's routine, they are hard to defend against.

"Why don't you draw your sword? Are you scared silly?"

Di Xiu thought to himself, if news of killing a man without a sword got out, his reputation would be greatly reduced.

He was just thinking about whether to spare him a move, at least giving the opponent a chance to draw his sword, and then kill him, showing his ability... but he saw a residual shadow rushing towards him, faster than a ghost, and he could hardly see the other person's face.

In an instant, he dodged the long sword and it came close to him.

"This...how is this possible?"

Di Xiu's lightning sword hit nothing, and he was suddenly filled with fear and shock.

"Snapped!"

A slap in the face exploded like a thunderbolt.

Di Xiu's body flew backwards three or four feet, knocking over two banquets. When he fell to the ground, he was face up, with his clothes stained with wine and food, and half a bare chicken leg bone in his mouth. Half of his face was swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon it was not much different from a pig's head.

Those people in the martial arts world looked at Lu Bai and Fei Bin, then at the man in the black robe, and thought to themselves.

"This slap not only hit Lightning Sword Di Xiu, but also hit Songshan Sect."

(End of this chapter)