Yan Xuanxiao's words made everyone present feel justified, and they began to discuss, not as impulsively as before.
"Master Fu, so many disciples of the Qingshan Sect lost their lives at the hands of assassins from the North Vietnamese court. You are carrying the coffin to attend the Heroes Conference today, isn't it just to seek justice for your son and disciples? At this time, you
If you don’t speak, how long will you wait?”
After listening to Lin Zhonghe's words, Fu Hongxiao slowly stood up.
Fu Hongxiao, dressed in white, stood out in the venue. After he stood up, everyone's talking automatically stopped.
"Dear comrades, fellow heroes!" In addition to Feng Tianmen, Fu Hongxiao greeted the venue with clasped fists at a 275-degree angle.
"Leader Lin is right. Today I, Fu Hongxiao, brought 357 disciples of the Qingshan Sect to Hexiang Villa, just to avenge my dead son and the 12 disciples of the Qingshan Sect, and put them under Jiuquan.
You can also die in peace!
But I want to say that the real murderer is not the North Vietnamese court at all!"
Fu Hongxiao's words were like a bomb, causing chaos in the entire venue. Even the heads of the nine sects who had been silent just now began to whisper to each other. They all speculated on who was behind these martial arts tragedies.
"Master Fu, what do you mean by this?"
Lin Zhonghe was shocked. He really didn't expect that after he had laid such a delicate foundation, a huge change would suddenly occur. What on earth did he know about Fu Hongxiao?
"What do you mean?" Fu Hongxiao sneered, turned to face Lin Zhonghe, and glared at each other.
"Don't you understand what our Qingshan Sect means, Leader Lin?"
Fu Hongxiao's words made all the martial arts people present feel uneasy.
Even a fool would have heard this sentence. Fu Hongxiao mocked Lin Zhonghe so mercilessly. The only possibility is that the mastermind behind this time is not the North Vietnamese court, but Lin Zhonghe, the leader of the Fengtian Sect, who is the leader of the martial arts alliance.
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Seeing Fu Hongxiao and Lin Zhonghe confront each other, all the martial arts people ignored the rules of the venue and surrounded Feng Tianmen and Qingshan Sect, just to see what was going on.
If this matter was really done by Feng Tianmen, then today they will definitely wash away Feng Tianmen with blood and bring justice to the dead martial arts compatriots.
Seeing the sudden reversal of the situation, Lin Zhonghe began to beat his heart. But on the surface, he still maintained his usual calm attitude.
"Of course I don't understand! From what Master Fu said, it seems that this matter was not done by the North Vietnamese court, but by me! I want to ask, I have eaten enough to support myself, so why would I blame the North Vietnamese court?"
Lin Zhonghe's words were indeed reasonable and somewhat relieved the anger in the hearts of these martial arts people. But they were more willing to listen to Fu Hongxiao's reasons.
Since he said this, he must have his own reasons.
"Since it was not your Fengtian Sect who did it, why did you, the Fengtian Sect's left envoy Bi Qiugang, try every means to get rid of my Qingshan Sect's chief disciple, Luo Qingyun?"
Bi Qiugang was shocked and secretly thought that he had been betrayed by Su Shengdong. But what if he knew that he killed Luo Qingyun? Even Su Shengdong didn't know the reason why he killed Luo Qingyun, let alone Fu Hongxiao. Even if he guessed it, it was without proof.
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"What a joke! When did I kill Luo Qingyun? Master Fu, please don't slander me!"
Knowing that this group of people would deny it, Fu Hongxiao sneered, ignored him at all, and turned to face the other eight sect leaders.