Chapter 1087

When Wang Dong saw Zhang Xiaohu come in, he was slightly surprised. In his impression, Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts were low, and he was only a direct disciple of the Misty School under his master's shadow. However, the way Zhang Xiaohu floated in just now was clearly the advanced lightness skill of the Misty School.

"Could it be … this Zhang Xiaohu is hiding something?" Wang Dong thought. He immediately stood up and cupped his hands, "Sect Leader Zhang …"

"I wouldn't dare!"

Zhang Xiaohu waved his hand and sneered, "I … I don't deserve to be your Sect Leader. If you still see me as your Sect Leader, why would I personally come to arrest you?"

Wang Dong slightly gripped his sword and bit his lip. He suppressed the anger in his heart and continued, "Although Sect Leader Zhang doesn't recognize me, I am still a disciple of the Misty School. That's for sure!"

Zhang Xiaohu laughed, "I'm curious. If you knew you were a disciple of the Misty School, why did you break the Sect's rules?

Even if you broke the rules … why didn't you receive punishment?

Now that things have come to this, you want to say some soft words? "

Wang Dong "felt wronged" and said, "I drank too much that day and made a big mistake. After I sobered up, I wanted to go to the Assembly Hall to receive punishment, but … but the situation was already out of my control. The disciples of the Misty School and the disciples of the Fragrant School fought each other and many were injured. I … have the heart but not the strength!"

How could Zhang Xiaohu be moved by his soft words? He stretched out his index finger, shook it slightly, and said, "If you know your mistake now, then surrender and let me … let me take you to the square. Even if you are cut into pieces by the Law Enforcement Hall, in the end, you can still have a good reputation for atonement!"

Seeing that Zhang Xiaohu was unmoved, Wang Dong waved his sword and said, "I already know the rules of the Misty School. It's just death. Since that's the case, why don't I fight?

Maybe there's some hope? "

"Hahaha." Zhang Xiaohu laughed loudly. "You've finally revealed your tail. You brat, you've been talking for so long. Are you trying to get me to show mercy?"

"Show mercy?"

Wang Dong also sneered, "Gang Leader Zhang, don't forget that you and I have signed a life and death agreement. Even if I kill you, neither the Fragrance Cult nor the Misty School will be able to punish me, and my previous crimes will be written off."

"Eh?"

Zhang Xiaohu was obviously stunned, and then his face turned cold. "I understand. Since that's the case, what else is there to say?

Are the people behind you the ones who hurt the Misty School's students that night? "

Wang Dong was stunned for a moment before he nodded slightly. "That's right."

Then, he said loudly, "Senior Brothers, you'd better come out. Gang Leader Zhang already knows that you're inside!"

While they were talking, a few valiant disciples of Wuming Hall jumped out and stood in a row on Wang Dong's left and right!

"Do you want to come together?

Or do you want to come one by one? "Zhang Xiaohu looked at them and said coldly.

The others didn't know why Wang Dong suddenly gave in. When they heard Zhang Xiaohu's provocation, they couldn't help but laugh. One of them said, "Let our Gang Leader Zhang know that I'm not talented, and I'm the weakest among my Senior Brothers, but … but I don't want to bully you with numbers!"

Fortunately, this guy still called Zhang Xiaohu "Gang Leader Zhang", and didn't directly say that Zhang Xiaohu's martial arts were weak. Instead, he said that he didn't want to "bully you with numbers".

"Well, very good."

Zhang Xiaohu nodded. "I'm here to capture Wang Dong. You guys only acted rashly because of the friendship between Senior and Junior Brothers. Just go to the Law Enforcement Hall to receive your punishment!"

"Heh heh …" The disciple wanted to mock him, but Zhang Xiaohu flew up and punched Wang Dong. He shouted, "Wang Dong, I'm coming to get you!"

Wang Dong had been on guard since a long time ago. When he saw Zhang Xiaohu's punch coming at him, he saw that there was no order to it and that there were countless openings all over his body. He could not help but smile. "Sect Master Zhang, then … I'll have to offend you!"

"You've already signed the Life and Death Contract. How can you offend me?" Zhang Xiaohu sneered.

"Shua!" Wang Dong waved his long sword and cut Zhang Xiaohu's wrist, where the tendon was. Then, he moved his left foot slightly forward, ready to wait for Zhang Xiaohu to change his move. Wang Dong responded immediately.

However, when the tip of his sword was about to pierce Zhang Xiaohu's wrist, Zhang Xiaohu's fist didn't change. Wang Dong was slightly stunned. He took the opportunity to turn this feint into a real move. Since he had already signed the Life and Death Contract, it wasn't a big deal to cut off the tendon!

Unexpectedly, just as the tip of Wang Dong's sword was about to pierce Zhang Xiaohu's wrist, two fingers suddenly appeared at the tip of the sword. It was Zhang Xiaohu's clenched fist. He stretched out his hand and the two fingers clamped down on the tip of Wang Dong's sword!

"Humph!" Wang Dong snorted and twisted his wrist, trying to break Zhang Xiaohu's fingers. However … no matter how hard he tried, the long sword didn't budge at all!

"Ah?"

Wang Dong was shocked. Just as he was about to pull out his sword again, Zhang Xiaohu pulled him back. Wang Dong's body was pulled by Zhang Xiaohu and he staggered. Before Wang Dong could consider whether he should abandon his sword, Zhang Xiaohu's other fist was already close to him.

This fist came quickly and was different from the previous one. Wang Dong had just seen it when the fist was already at his dantian. "Shit!" Wang Dong was shocked. He swung his left hand downward, wanting to cut Zhang Xiaohu's arm.

Zhang Xiaohu didn't care at all. His fist didn't change and hit Wang Dong's dantian before his left hand could cut his arm!

Without any sound, Zhang Xiaohu's fist smashed into Wang Dong's dantian. A wisp of true energy entered Wang Dong's dantian along with his fist. Wang Dong didn't seem to be struck by lightning. He swayed and his face instantly turned pale. His left hand slashed at Zhang Xiaohu's arm and drooped down powerlessly.

Then, with a "pu" sound, Wang Dong spat out a mouthful of blood. This fist … had already damaged his internal organs!

Looking at Zhang Xiaohu, he clenched his fist and his fingers that were holding the long sword. Without waiting for the long sword to fall to the ground, he grabbed the back of Wang Dong's neck and lifted Wang Dong, who was about to collapse to the ground. He turned his head to look at the other disciples who had yet to recover from their shock and sneered, "I'm going to the plaza now. You all follow closely behind and admit your mistakes. My Misty School has a lot of things to do now, so I won't mistreat you. If not … hehe …"

Before he finished speaking, his figure floated away and headed straight for the wall …

"This …" The few disciples were shocked. They knew very well how good Wang Dong's martial arts were. He was definitely better than them, but … but in the blink of an eye, he was defeated by Zhang Xiaohu in one move. Looking at the position of his fist, Wang Dong's martial arts must have been crippled. This … was this still the same Sect Leader Zhang Xiaohu who had weak martial arts?

"Quick, let's go!"

A quick-witted disciple came back to his senses and exclaimed, "Sect Leader Zhang crippled Wang Dong's martial arts to make an example out of him. He wants us to follow him to the plaza and admit our mistakes to give us a way out. This is clearly a clear indication of rewards and punishments. If we don't seize this opportunity, our lives will be in danger!"

As he spoke, he immediately used his Qinggong and leaped up. When he looked at Zhang Xiaohu again, his figure had already disappeared into the guest room.

The other disciples also came to their senses and immediately chased after that disciple. After a while, they saw Zhang Xiaohu's figure appear in front of the guest room again. The speed of his Qinggong had decreased a lot. It was obvious that he was waiting for them.

Everyone was afraid and did not dare to approach. They only followed from a distance and ran to the plaza!

At this time, in the plaza in front of the meeting hall of the Ethereal Heights, many disciples had gathered. These disciples were clearly divided into two groups.

Aunt Qin, Du Feng, and Ding Chao looked slightly anxious and looked in the direction of the pharmacy from time to time. Chang Ge and Chen Chen looked relaxed. They lowered their heads and whispered, as if they had a plan in mind.

Ming Qing and Gao Kunheng stood on the other side. Seeing the different expressions of Aunt Qin and the others and Chang Ge, they were also surprised. However, when they thought of their own arrangements, they also felt a lot more relaxed.

At this time, from outside the archway of the Ethereal Heights, a disciple ran quickly to the plaza. He looked around and hesitated for a moment. He came to Aunt Qin and whispered a few words. When Aunt Qin heard this, she was pleasantly surprised but then became a little gloomy. She nodded and pointed to Ming Qing. The disciple came to Ming Qing and reported!

"Oh?

Wen Wenhai and the others came back together with Li Jian and the others? "

Ming Qing listened to the report of the Misty School disciple and nodded slightly. He said, "Let Hall Master Qin arrange this matter!"

After that, he looked at Aunt Qin who had already said something to Du Feng and Ding Chao and ignored them!

How could he care about a group of loyal Misty School disciples who had lost their martial arts?

"Yes!" The disciple nodded and returned to Aunt Qin's side.

"Has it been reported to Deputy Gang Leader?"

"Yes, Deputy Gang Leader Ming asks Hall Master Qin to make the decision!" The disciple said respectfully.

"Sigh, Gang Leader Zhang … Things bode ill for him!"

Aunt Qin was a little emotional. She looked at the people in the plaza and said to Ding Chao, "Deputy Gang Leader Ding, Gang Leader Zhang's situation is critical. I'm afraid that there will be some internal strife. I'll stay here to guard against Ming Qing and the others. You … welcome Elder Li and Wen Wenhai on behalf of the Misty School disciples!"

"Yes, I'll go now!" Ding Chao nodded and hurriedly left with the disciple with a few others!

Outside the Misty Mountain Villa, under the quaint archway, Li Jian, Liu Qingyang, Wen Wenhai, Xue Qing, Lu Yueming, and the others were standing steadily. However … the turbulent emotions in their hearts couldn't be explained with words. Li Jian's eyes were a little moist. He sighed and said, "I didn't think that I would be able to return to the Misty Mountain Villa one day!"

This was the common thought of everyone. They were all sighing.

"Why hasn't Zhang Xiaohu come out to welcome us?" Liu Qingyang sighed and shouted.

"Old Five!"

Li Jian scolded, "Little Hu is now the Gang Leader of Misty School. You can't shout like this."

Then, he looked at Wen Wenhai and said gently, "Ah Hai, we … are all thanks to you!"

"Martial Uncle Li." Wen Wenhai quickly bowed. "This disciple … doesn't dare. This is all thanks to Martial Uncle."

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