Only the voice of a young man was heard, and he said coldly: "Of course he can't produce evidence, because the evidence is with me." The voice was getting closer and closer, but the Shaolin monks present, including Bai Xiaosheng, could not hear any footsteps. They looked in the direction where the sound came out, and saw a handsome young man like a sculpture walking through the bamboo forest with an iron piece of sword in his hand. The most terrifying thing was that he had no sound at all when he walked, not at all!

Bai Xiaosheng narrowed his eyes, as if he wanted to take a good look at the boy. When he saw the boy's sword, he thought of Li Xun for no reason, Huan's flying knife. Li Xun, Huan's flying knife was rarely seen by dead people, and he happened to be one of the few people. The boy's sword and Li Xiaosheng had no similarity, but Bai Xiaosheng knew that there was one thing that the two were definitely connected, that is, fast. Bai Xiaosheng sighed in his heart: "This is another weapon that no one in the world can be sure to avoid."

Xinhu spoke, "I don't know who the donor is, what evidence is there?"

The young man looked at Bai Xiaosheng and suddenly laughed and said, "I heard that Bai Xiaosheng knew about the world and made a weapon chart to capture all the masters in the world. Have you ever heard of my sword?"

Bai Xiaosheng said: "The sword of the Flying Swordsman is the most famous sword in the world recently. I have never heard of it?"

A Fei smiled and said, "It seems that I am indeed famous?"

Then A Fei said, "I wonder which sword I can rank in the weapon spectrum?"

Bai Xiaosheng said: "It's hard to say?"

Master Xinhu is very well-educated, and A Fei ignored him, and he was not angry. Every young man who longed to become famous in the world wanted to know which one he could rank in the weapon chart. This was natural in his opinion. A Fei longed to become famous more than others, and he would rather die if he didn't become famous.

Li Zhichang said: "A Fei is fine, I didn't expect you to come here."

A Fei said coldly: "Why can't I come here?"

Only Xinhu was secretly surprised. Neither of these two people was Yi and seemed to be an old acquaintance. However, judging from the conversation between the two, the relationship between the two most famous young people in the world did not seem to be harmonious.

Is Li Zhichang and A Fei a good relationship? You have to know that they have only met a few times. Li Zhichang really has no way of knowing how A Fei looks at him, but A Fei will never harm him with the Shaolin monks.

A Fei took out a book from his arms, and the three words Yi Jin Jing were clearly in the eyes of the people around him. Bai Xiaosheng's eyes were filled with a trace of undetected greed.

Xinhu said: "This is the treasure of this temple that I don't know how to fall into the hands of the owner. I hope the donor will give me an explanation."

A Fei threw the Yijin Jing to Xinhu and said coldly: "This is what I found from this master's room. You turn the last page by yourself. Xinmei wrote the name of the person who harmed him on the last page of the scripture."

Xinhu hurriedly turned to the last page.

At this time, Li Zhichang suddenly shouted to Xinpeng: "Actually, Xinmei was killed by you, but the last page is written with your name, right?" His voice was filled with some internal power of the Soul-Seeing Technique.

Xin Chong was already nervous at this time, and he said anxiously: "Impossible, I have clearly tore off the last page of the Yijin Jing." His words were so outstanding that he was shocked. He was also dizzy at this time, not knowing why he blurted out his thoughts just now. In fact, no matter how powerful Li Zhichang's soul-catching technique is, he would not be able to tempt him to tell the truth. However, he was disrupted by one thing at this time, and he was left with no control, so Li Zhichang took advantage of the situation.

Bai Xiaosheng naturally didn't know the pros and cons, and secretly cursed the trash in his heart.

Master Xinhu sighed deeply and politely politely to Li Zhichang.

Li Zhichang smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Xinpeng retreated step by step, but Xinzhu and Xindang had blocked his way. Both of them had a serious expression and stood like a mountain.

Xinhu said: "Junior Brother Seventh actually doesn't have your name on it."

Xinpeng said anxiously: "Senior Brother, you have to believe me. I just felt dizzy and said this. They deliberately framed me." He still wants to argue.

Master Xinhu no longer believed him and said sadly: "Shan E, Shaolin treats you well, why did you do such a thing today?"

Shan E is the common name of Xinpeng. Xinhu calls him like this, and he has driven him out of the wall and no longer admits that he is a disciple of Shaolin Buddhism.

Shan E sweated like slurry and said in a trembling voice: "I have to force you."

He suddenly fell to the ground and said, "But my disciple was also instructed by others and tempted by others, so he became confused for a moment."

Master Xinhu said sternly: "Who has you been instructed?"

Li Zhichang said: "Who instructed me to guess one or two points."

Bai Xiaosheng continued, "Oh, I'll guess some points below."

Li Zhichang said: "Oh, then let me talk first."

Xinhu said: "Sir, please give me advice."

Bai Xiaosheng stretched out his finger, pointed in one direction, and said, "It's him."

Everyone heard his voice and looked in that direction, and saw that there was no one in the sky. A sound suddenly exploded. Bai Xiaosheng had already restrained Master Xinhu. He only saw Xinhu sighed and said, "It turned out to be you."

Li Zhichang said: "Actually, the person behind the scenes I want to talk about is Bai Xiaosheng. But if I want to say it earlier, you may not believe it. Now you believe it." Bai Xiaosheng said: "Master, you are a sensible person, but unfortunately I can't see through you."

Shan E had already jumped up, picked up the Yijin Sutra with one hand, stood up and said, "They believe it now, but it's too late."

He patted the dust on his body and said arrogantly: "We are leaving now. If anyone dares to stop me, don't want your leader."

Li Zhichang suddenly blocked their way out and said with a smile: "I don't want to care about your Shaolin Temple. This time I came here just to see the Bodhidharma Yijin Sutra. If you keep it, I will let you go."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Sorry, we want the scriptures too."

Shan E said: "Several brothers, please stop this stinky Taoist priest. We are going down the mountain."

Several Shaolin leaders were so angry that they were just worried about Xinhu and did not dare to take action.

Xinhu said, "Forget it, don't worry about me."

Bai Xiaosheng smiled and said, "Abbot Xinhu, you don't care about yourself, you should also take into account the Yijin Jing."

Before he could finish his words, his smile froze. A sword light flashed and he was hit by a sword in his throat. Bai Xiaosheng has always used Master Xinhu as his shield. His throat was next to Xinhu's throat, and only a small part of his throat was exposed.

His throat can be avoided after the throat of Xinhu at any time.

In this case, no one dares to take action.

But the sword light flashed faster than lightning, and A Fei's sword had penetrated into his throat!

A Fei said coldly: "Don't you think you're talking too much."

Several heads hurried over to protect Xinhu, and Xinhu said, "Go and catch the traitor."

Li Zhichang said: "No need to catch it." The person lying under his feet was Shan E, and it was obviously controlled by Li Zhichang. Li Zhichang was holding the Yijin Jing in his hand.

Xinhu said: "Thank you for the donor's help to eliminate the harm in this temple, but the Yijin Jing is a treasure of this temple. I hope to hand it back to this temple. My temple is grateful."
Chapter completed!