Zongwu: Start as Jinyiwei, invincible and powerful!

Zong Weixia was furious when he heard this: "Boy, you are so arrogant!"

"I don't care about the chivalrous men of the Great Zhou. We in the Great Yuan only recognize the six major sects!"

"You are in cahoots with the Sky Eagle Cult. You are a member of the Demon Cult and must be killed by everyone! Today, I will deal with you first, and then kill Yin Tianzheng!"

Zong Weixia had an extremely bad temper and didn't even take Lin Fan's reputation seriously. He jumped up and pounced on him!

"Hero Lin, be careful! The Kongtong Sect's Seven Injury Fist is extremely dangerous!"

Yin Tianzheng reminded from behind.

"Even the Shaolin Temple's great monk Kongjian died from the Seven Wounds Fist!"

Zong Weixia's move was accompanied by a whistling sound as he rushed over!

This time, he did not hold back at all, secretly using a large amount of true energy, even the bones in his arms were crackling!

Lin Fan smiled, as if he didn't see his attack, and stood there without making any movement.

Zong Weixia punched Lin Fan in the chest, and suddenly felt an extremely powerful innate energy instantly surrounding his arm. This innate energy also carried a chill, making his bones seem to be frozen!

Zong Weixia was startled, his face turned red and white, he had suffered internal injuries, and he quickly pulled back!

This time, Lin Fan didn't even take action.

Zong Weixia has suffered a great loss!

At this moment, seeing that Zong Weixia was defeated, another person jumped out from the crowd and attacked Lin Fan from behind!

"Hero, be careful!"

"The Kongtong Sect is truly shameless!"

"Are these the Five Elders of Kongtong? They might as well be called scoundrels!"

Seeing this man's shameless sneak attack, everyone started shouting and cursing.

It was agreed to be a one-on-one duel, but the people from Kongtong Sect couldn’t afford it!

The person who took action at this time was also one of the Five Elders of Kongtong. He was quite famous and was known as "Solving the Prison with One Punch" and was respected by everyone.

At this time, Zong Weixia and Chang Jingzhi attacked from both sides, one in front and one behind, facing Lin Fan respectively!

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan had not yet made a move, but the internal energy in his body was like the sea, endless.

The attacks of the two men fell on Lin Fan, but they were like a drop in the ocean, disappearing in an instant!

Instead, both of them felt the biting cold in their arms!

In just a moment, a layer of frost formed on the skin!

The two of them stepped back, their faces looking quite ugly!

Chang Jingzhi's face looked particularly ugly. He knew that using his identity to carry out a sneak attack was already a huge disgrace.

The most embarrassing thing is that we lost the sneak attack!

Not to mention the two of them, even the Kongtong Sect was embarrassed!

Sure enough, at this moment, the people around booed and were extremely disgusted with them.

"Go down!"

"Don't be so embarrassed, do you have the nerve to pretend to be a respectable family?"

Not only the people from the Ming Cult, but even the Wudang disciples showed disdain on their faces and were ashamed to associate with them!

At the same time, Lin Fan's strength gave everyone a broader perspective.

"Hero Lin is indeed very strong. Even two sneak attacks with the Seven Injury Fist were no match for him!"

"He didn't even make a move; he resolved everything with just his inner strength!"

"This is a true master, brilliant and elegant, completely different from the villains of Kongtong Sect!"

For a moment, everyone, regardless of whether they were from the Ming Cult or not, expressed their admiration for Lin Fan.

Yin Tianzheng behind him was secretly impressed.

"This hero Lin truly lives up to his name! If only he were one of our Ming Cult members, perhaps he could truly unify the Ming Cult and stop us from fighting amongst ourselves!"

For a time, Yin Tianzheng deeply agreed with Lin Fan and even had the idea of ​​pushing Lin Fan to the position of leader.

The Ming Cult has always respected strength.

Lin Fan's strength can definitely gain everyone's respect, and no one will object!

Yin Tianzheng's eyes flashed, and he began to think of a plan in his mind.

At this time, Zhang Wuji on the other side looked at Lin Fan and felt a sense of familiarity in his heart.

"How come Hero Lin Fan's internal energy seems to come from the same source as mine? Is this just my imagination?"

Zhang Wuji was right. Lin Fan was indeed protected by the Nine Yang Divine Art.

However, he had more magical skills, so his aura was deeper and more complex, making it difficult for Zhang Wuji to distinguish it for a while.

At this time, Zong Weixia and Chang Jingzhi were too embarrassed to continue standing in the center of the square. Both of them had suffered a great loss and retreated back to the Kongtong Sect's team and never showed up again.

For a moment, no decent people came out.

Everyone knows that Lin Fan is powerful, and there is almost no chance of winning against him.

Why come out and cause trouble for yourself?

Seeing this scene, Yin Tianzheng’s determination became even stronger.

"Sure enough, Hero Lin Fan is the best candidate!"

He didn't care where Lin Fan came from.

The members of the Ming Cult came from all corners of the world, and some even came from the Western Regions overseas.

Being able to make the Ming Cult flourish is more important than anything else.

Yin Tianzheng made up his mind that after this was over, he would ask Lin Fan if he was willing to be the leader of the Ming Cult!

At this moment, Zhang Wuji saw that no one spoke, and suddenly remembered something in his mind, so he stood up and spoke to everyone.

"Everyone, listen to me. This battle between the six major sects and the Ming Cult is actually a conspiracy."

"Shaolin Temple's Yuan Zhen, formerly known as Hunyuan Thunderbolt Hand Cheng Kun, is bent on sowing discord between the righteous sect and the Ming Cult. He even infiltrated the Ming Cult and attacked many masters!"

"Wei Yixiao and Mr. Yang Xiao are both here and can testify!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone was shocked!

Especially the people from Shaolin Sect, they were in disbelief and chanted Buddhist names.

At that time, a man slowly walked out, wearing a gray monk's robe and holding a rosary in his hand.

It turned out to be one of the three great monks of Shaolin, Kong Xing!

Kong Xing said in a deep voice, "Young donor, how dare you speak nonsense and slander our disciples?"

"Master-nephew Yuan Zhen has passed away and cannot come out to confront you, but that doesn't mean you can talk nonsense!"

Upon hearing the news, Zhang Wuji was shocked and hurried over to check.

But Yuan Zhen was already lying on the ground, his body was cold, and it was obvious that he had been dead for a long time.

Zhang Wuji was so surprised and happy that he was speechless for a moment.

Lin Fan understood in his heart that Yuan Zhen was just faking his death, and was not surprised.

However, Lin Fan did not expose the truth. Instead, he pretended to be ignorant and said calmly, "This traitor has committed countless evil deeds, and now he is finally dead!"

When he said this, everyone present couldn't help but be surprised.

Zhang Wuji disguised himself and now uses the alias Zeng Aniu, just an unknown guy in the world.

Almost no one believed what he said.

But at this time, Lin Fan said that Yuan Zhen was not a good person.

This immediately caused many people to murmur in their hearts!

"Could it be that Yuan Zhen really has a conspiracy?"

"Who is Lin Fan? How could he talk nonsense?"

"That makes sense. It seems Yuan Zhen is indeed not a good person!"

Yin Tianzheng smiled and said, "He challenged my son to a duel, but ended up dying. It was a good opportunity to kill a villain!"

What they said was merciless, and Shaolin Kongxing became more and more angry.

In his eyes, Yuan Zhen had entered Shaolin Temple a long time ago and had always been honest and diligent. He was indeed a good person after spending time with him day and night.

How can we tolerate these slanders from outsiders?