C338 The Situation Is Precarious
C338 The Situation Is Precarious
At this moment, all of them were facing a common enemy, and they wanted to kill Lee Haisha to seek justice for the Chinese Martial World!
"Come out, you bastard!"
"Have you become a coward now?"
"How dare you come to China and behave atrociously? You must be tired of living!"
...
The disciples of the various sects were clamoring loudly.
Soong Yi, Fangzheng, Wang Chen, and Yan Ni were mixed in the crowd, quietly observing the changes in the situation.
A few hundred meters away from the martial arts world, there were still a few people standing by the lake, watching the battle that was about to take place.
Zhong Jiuzhen and Zhong Xueshan, father and son, were the overlords of Yanjing Underground World. They had the right to watch from the side, and Zhong Jiuzhen also knew. The Soong Family must have colluded with the Huaqing Gang. If the Chinese Martial World was defeated this time... It would not be good news for the Zhong Family.
Everyone's mood had reached a high point. As the tide was rising, the ancient building's door slowly opened. Lee Haisha walked out slowly with a sneer on his face. Six of his subordinates followed behind him. They held four heads in their hands. They were the heads of Taichi Monastery, Boundless Sect, Wuyi Sect, and Huashan Sect!
Everyone was shocked and shocked. When the disciples who had been shouting crazily saw this scene, they shut their mouths consciously, afraid that they would attract Lee Haisha's attention.
"Very good. Which one of you is the leader? Please come out and talk to me!" Lee Haisha said loudly with a sneer on his face.
"Amitabha."
Miao Feng stood up and took two steps forward. He looked at Lee Haisha and said, "This old monk is the abbot of Shaolin Temple. Almsgiver Li has come to our country to slaughter indiscriminately. You have provoked our comrades again and again. We will not let you go today! "
Shaolin Sect had always been regarded as the supreme existence in the martial arts world. Therefore, Abbot Miao Feng was the first to speak.
"Heh, abbot of Shaolin Temple, you seem to be eight or ninety years old now, right? I think you should be very clear about that matter from a hundred years ago!"
Lee Haisha said, "Before you die, I can let you all die with an understanding. Back then, the Chinese Martial World slaughtered my Ancestral Master's entire family. Their actions could be killed, but their intentions could also be killed! It's a waste for you all to boast about being righteous and righteous, and talk about morality and righteousness all the time. False!"
"Today, I will avenge my master! You will end up like these four people." Lee Haisha pointed at the heads of Zhao Haiyuv and the others in his hands. "I will take your heads and pay tribute to my master's soul in heaven!"
"Ah!"
When Abbot Miao Feng heard Lee Haisha's unpleasant words, his aura became extremely cold. He sneered and said, "Hu Ru Li wanted to sell his country for glory back then. If it wasn't for the fact that we in the martial arts world worked together, if it wasn't for the fact that Hu Ru Li wanted to destroy his plot, he would have already colluded with foreign powers. Selling my people, cutting my land, deceiving my people, such a villain, everyone has the right to punish him!"
"You are now crying out injustice for that traitor, and you even want to take revenge for him. I can only tell you this clearly. The establishment of the Huaqing Gang was a mistake. If you want to take revenge for that traitor, that is wishful thinking!"
Abbot Miao Feng cursed. The other people in the martial arts world were inspired by his words, causing their blood to boil.
On the other hand, the anger in Lee Haisha's chest suddenly rose.
"Bald monk, you are courting death!" Lee Haisha roared and flew up towards Abbot Miao Feng!
"I will help my fellow martial artists get rid of a pest like you!" Abbot Miao Feng's robe puffed up. He held the staff in his hand and floated up into the air. He shot toward Lee Haisha.
...
Two hours later, the flight Qin Lang and the others took landed at the Yanjing International Airport.
Once they got off the plane, Qin Lang and the others immediately hailed a car and headed towards the Golden Sea Lake.
In the car, Qin Lang dialed Zhong Jiuzhen's number. He knew that Zhong Jiuzhen definitely knew about this.
"Elder Zhong, how is the situation now?" Qin Lang asked. He felt that Zhong Jiuzhen must be at the scene right now. He wanted to know the situation of the Martial Meeting as soon as possible.
"How do you know?"
"I got this news on Sky Mountain. Zhong Yu and I are now rushing towards Golden Sea Lake. In addition, Zhong Yu's poison has been cured," Qin Lang said.
"Good, good..."
Zhong Jiuzhen said good, but his tone sounded heavy because the current situation was very dangerous.
"The current situation of Golden Sea Lake is very bad. Master Miao Feng, the abbot of Shaolin, the leader of Iron Palm Gang, Hong Jiuquan, the leader of Qingcheng Sect, Wei Tianxiao, and nearly ten other heroes have all died in Lee Haisha's hands. The current situation is very tense. According to the current situation, I'm afraid the Chinese Martial World doesn't have the strength to fight anymore..."
"Argh!" Qin Lang was shocked. He had never thought that the current situation would be so critical.
He was the one who initiated this war. Now that so many people had died because of this, Qin Lang's heart was filled with suffering.
"I'll be right there!" Qin Lang said four words and hung up the phone.
"Qin Lang, what happened?" Zhong Yu asked with concern when she saw Qin Lang's gloomy face.
"Nothing! Don't worry," Qin Lang deliberately smiled at Zhong Yu.
"Driver, stop the car!" Qin Lang shouted. The driver was driving too slowly. Qin Lang felt like a turtle.
The driver stopped the car. Qin Lang landed on the ground and walked to the driver's seat. He shouted at the driver in the front passenger seat and said to the person in the car, "Zhong Yu, the next car is a little fast. Don't be afraid, Xiaoxue. Look at Zhong Yu."
After saying that, Qin Lang started the car and drove to the fifth gear. He stepped on the accelerator and sped up to 120 kilometers per hour.
The car dashed out like a cheetah! It overtook the cars on the road one after another!
In a short half an hour, they arrived at the Golden Sea Lake scenic area.
Qin Lang did not have time to waste with the police at the door. He knocked them out and led Zhong Yu and the others inside.
At this time, Lee Haisha killed another sect leader. With a "Zi," he used a knife to cut off the sect leader's head.
The sect leader's head was thrown to the surface of the lake. The small part of the lake had been dyed red. Eight or nine heads floated on the surface of the lake. It was terrifying!
Lee Haisha landed on the surface of the lake. He had mastered the Extreme Star Steps to the acme of perfection. When he stepped on the surface of the lake, he would not sink at all.
His clothes had been splashed with countless blood spots. His hand had turned into a bloody hand!
"Haha!"
Lee Haisha looked at the men from the Chinese Martial World on the shore and laughed wildly. "Shaolin Sect, Azure City Sect, and Iron Palm Gang Sect Master have all become dead souls under my blade! Isn't Chinese Martial World full of talented people? In my opinion, they are nothing! Next, it's the unlucky guy's turn to die! Report your name!"
Hearing Lee Haisha's provocation, the people of Chinese Martial World were infuriated, but none of them dared to step forward. Not even Reverend Miao Feng was a match for Lee Haisha. If they went forward, they would only be sending themselves to their deaths!
"What's wrong? Are the rest of the people of Chinese Martial World cowards?!"
Lee Haisha laughed arrogantly, "When you killed my ancestor's family, all of you fought for it. Now it's time to die. Each of you is more like a tortoise than a tortoise! With a bunch of trash like you in Chinese Martial World, we can hold on for a few decades. It was also a miracle. Haha, a bunch of trash. A bunch of trash! "
"You..." Yan Guzi of the Kongtong Sect was truly infuriated, and he wanted to go up and compete with Lee Haisha. However, he was stopped by his wife. Her wife persuaded him in a low voice, "Have you forgotten what you promised me last night? Anyone who goes up now will die. I beg you, don't be impulsive! "
"But... Yan Guzi sighed deeply.
All the disciples of Emei Sect looked at their master, Martial Aunt Fengchen. It was obvious that none of them were a match for Lee Haisha. Their master wouldn't even have the chance to defeat him. Would she still attack?
Martial Aunt Fengchen sat up straight. Today was the chance for her Emei to become the number one sect in the martial arts world. She didn't want to miss it, but this Lee Haisha was truly powerful. She thought that she was no match for him, but Lee Haisha had underestimated the Chinese Martial World. As one of the Big Dipper of the Chinese Martial World, Martial Aunt Fengchen scolded him in such a pathetic manner. How could she pretend to be deaf?
If she died, she would die. It would be good if she could bring glory to the Emei Faction. However, for the sake of the dignity of the Chinese Martial World, this Martial Aunt Fengchen must go!
"Crazy thief, you are talking nonsense. It is not your place to criticize the Chinese Martial World! Hand over your life!" Martial Aunt Fengchen shouted and suddenly floated up. She pulled out her long sword and stabbed towards Lee Haisha...