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The high-ranking members of the Ming Cult were also shocked, gasping for air, suffocating.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian couldn't get close to Qin Fan at all, He Taichong angrily cursed:

"What sorcery do you use?"

Qin Fan smiled, did not explain, and then directly slapped He Taichong and the two of them several times in succession.

Pom Pom Pom!

A few palms have already slapped He Taichong and his wife.

The surging internal force is like a flash flood.

He Taichong and Ban Shuxian exclaimed in unison, and were directly photographed among the crowd of the Kunlun School.

hiss! ! !

This man is so terrifying?

Such strength...

After dismissing the two Kunlun faction, Qin Fan looked at the Huashan faction indifferently.

At this time, Xian Yutong had already been helped up by all the disciples, and when he saw Qin Fan, he immediately showed a look of panic.

Qin Fan said indifferently: "Xian Yutong, you used to abandon a Miao family girl all the time, and you were seriously injured. If it wasn't for the rescue of Mingjiao doctor Hu Qingniu, you would have died of poisoning..."

"Hu Qingniu's younger sister, Hu Qingyang, promised you her body and was pregnant. You coveted the position of the head of Huashan, and you abandoned Hu Qingyang to the point of being ashamed and angered and committed suicide.

"In order to sit on the head of the sect without fail, you poisoned and killed your senior brother Bai Yuan..."

Having said that, Qin Fan looked at the six major factions and sneered.

"Is this the so-called honorable family? Haha, it's really funny!"

As soon as these words fell, there was an uproar!

Mingjiao.

Wei Yixiao said: "This kind of cruel and vicious person, my old bat, feel ashamed..."

Wei Yixiao was willing to bow down to Shao Yutong's methods.

"These so-called sects are upright, and they also call us demon sects. Haha, I think they are the real demon sects!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Compared with them, we are the decent ones!"

For a time, the crowd was surging.

People from the six major factions looked at Xian Yutong in disbelief.

At this time, Xian Yutong was trembling all over, with a look of fear in his eyes.

He scratched his head and couldn't figure it out, how did Qin Fan know such a secret thing?

"You...you...spitting blood..."

Xian Yutong was terrified, pointed at Qin Fan, and said in a trembling voice.

"Haha, whether it is bloody or not, the elders of the Huashan faction, go back and check carefully."

"Although you think you are secretive, how can there be any secrets in the world?"

heard.

Xian Yutong instantly turned ashen.

Several elders of the Huashan faction moved forward, looked at Xian Yutong, and shouted, "Is it true what he said?"

"No...it's not true, you have to believe me!"

However, when several elders saw Xian Yutong like this, how could they believe it?

"No wonder Nephew Baiyuan died so suddenly, don't let me find evidence, otherwise, hmph..."

Several elders of the Huashan School bowed their hands to Qin Fan, and then took Xian Yutong away.

They will definitely find out about this matter.

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He Taichong's face turned black.

Just now, he also helped Xian Yutong speak.

However, looking at Xian Yutong's appearance at this moment, he only felt a burning pain on his face.

Qin Fan looked around, and immediately looked at Shaolin Master Kongxing.

"Master Kong Xing, I don't know where the Master Yuanzhen of your school is?"

Hearing the words of emptiness, his heart tightened.

Just now Qin Fan told the scandal of Xian Yutong in a few words, the Huashan faction was completely humiliated.

At this time, Qin Fan suddenly mentioned Yuan Zhen, and he was not allowed to think about it.

But thinking of Yuan Zhen as a human being, he felt that he thought too much.

"Amitabha!"

Master Kong Xing recited the Buddha's name and asked, "Why is the donor seeking perfection?"

Qin Fan took two steps forward.

The eyes of all the people in the world are on Qin Fan.

Not to mention Qin Fan's incomparably handsome appearance, his unfathomable cultivation is enough to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone knows something."

"Yuanzhen, commonly known as Hunyuan Thunderbolt, Chengkun."

"Mingjiao Golden Retriever Lion King Xie Xun's teacher..."

Qin Fan told Cheng Kun's actions one by one in public.

Finally, he said, "If it wasn't for Cheng Kun taking advantage of the infighting among the top leaders of the Ming sect and sneaking into the inner hall of the Bright Summit, do you think that with your six major factions, you can outperform the masters of the Ming sect?"

The six major factions were in an uproar when they heard the words. Unexpectedly, the siege of Bright Summit this time turned out to be the result of Cheng Kun's plan to sow discord.

No wonder, as the base camp of the Demon Sect, they were attacked so easily.

"A bunch of nonsense."

The emptiness master said angrily.

Qin Fan smiled lightly: "If the master doesn't believe it, you can ask Yuan Zhen to confront him."

At this moment, Qin Fan has already controlled the home field.

"Senior nephew Yuanzhen is the disciple of my senior brother Kongjian. He is profound in Buddhism. For many years, he has never left the temple. How can he be Cheng Kun?"

"What's more, Yuanzhen fought hard for my six major factions, and tried his best to pass away. How can you slander him casually because of his dead name!"

The emptiness master scolded angrily.

Qin Fan didn't take it seriously when he heard the words: "I don't know Master, can I allow you to have a look at Master Yuanzhen's body?"

"Humph!"

When Master Kong Xing heard the words, he held a Zen stick in his hand and shouted, "Although the benefactor is highly skilled in martial arts, I, Shaolin, cannot tolerate slander."

"Ha ha!"

Qin Fan smiled: "Master, you are serious."

Qin Fan glanced away, and then, his figure disappeared instantly.

Immediately, a woman's soft cry came from the crowd, and everyone saw that it was Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei faction. At this time, the Heavenly Sword in her hand had disappeared.

Everyone looked again, only to see Qin Fan flying up, slashing a sword towards the open space in front of him.

Clang! ! !

Jiuyang Divine Art works, and a sword strikes out.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound.

dusty.

Everyone looked intently, but saw a ravine more than ten feet long on the ground.

quiet!

Deathly silence.

Everyone looked at the figure in white clothes like snow in horror and inexplicable, and took a deep breath.

At this time, Zhang Wuji temporarily suppressed his injuries, and when he opened his eyes and saw Qin Fan's sword, his heart trembled endlessly.

Strong.

too strong.

far better than myself.

Clang!

The long sword is sheathed.

Qin Fan said indifferently: "I just want to tell you the truth, otherwise, if I think about it, none of the six major factions present can live."

When the six major factions heard the words, they were collectively silent.