"Those who want to accuse others will always find an excuse." Liu Zheng Feng said disdainfully: "The truth is in the hearts of the people."

"I'm going to wash my hands in the golden basin now. I hope you, Ding Shixiong, don't go too far."

Liu Zheng Feng was about to put his hand in the basin for the second time.

But before he could finish the ceremony.

Ding Mian suddenly drew his sword and flipped the golden basin away.

"Before we clear up your relationship with the demon Qu Yang of the Demon Sect, Liu Shidi, I hope you don't quit the martial arts world."

He threatened, he provoked.

There was a rule in the martial arts world that when someone retired from the martial arts world, unless they were mortal enemies, they had to give some face.

But Ding Mian just appeared and questioned Liu Zheng Feng aggressively, and even flipped the golden basin.

This was a blatant slap in the face, completely disregarding his face.

Liu Zheng Feng's face turned red with anger, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

Seeing Liu Zheng Feng back down, Ding Mian became more arrogant.

"Clap clap!"

He clapped his hands, and some of his men squeezed in from the crowd, holding a child of about ten years old.

"Ding Shixiong, don't blame me for being cruel. It's really about the safety of the martial arts world. I can give you a chance to prove yourself now."

"As long as you kill Qu Yang, I'll let your son go. You can also retire successfully. Otherwise..."

As he said that, Ding Mian gave a look to his disciple, who immediately drew his sword and held it against the child's neck.

The child screamed in fear: "Dad, save me. I don't want to die. Just kill Qu Yang. He's a demon anyway. He has nothing to do with us."

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"Bastard!" Liu Zheng Feng shouted: "I can't do such an unkind and unrighteous thing."

"Ding Mian, using my son to threaten me? You're too ruthless."

"So what?" Ding Mian raised his eyebrows and said mockingly: "You're still suspected of colluding with the Demon Sect. How can I be polite when dealing with a demon?"

"Liu Zheng Feng, I'm running out of patience. You decide for yourself."

On one side was his son, on the other was his friend Qu Yang.

Liu Zheng Feng couldn't choose.

He still wanted to reason with Ding Mian.

But at this moment, Lin Tian stepped forward and smiled: "You accuse others of colluding with the Demon Sect, you call others big demons?"

"But now you use someone's son to threaten him. How come I feel that you, the Great Taibao of Songshan Sect, are more like a demon?"

"And today is Liu Zheng Feng's Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony. Why did you bring so many people here? Don't tell me you want to force Liu Zheng Feng to abdicate and take over Hengshan Sect? That makes sense. After all, your Songshan Sect has always had such ambition."

Sss.

As soon as Lin Tian said this, everyone present gasped.

Everyone knew about Songshan Sect's ambition, but the matter hadn't been brought to light yet. No one dared to break the ice.

They were afraid of saying something they shouldn't and being retaliated by Songshan Sect.

But such an important matter was easily said by this kid in front of Ding Mian.

Although he had the Six Fan Gate as his backing, his courage was too big.

Ding Mian's gloomy face fell on Lin Tian: "Kid, you can eat anything, but you can't talk nonsense."

"Did I talk nonsense? It's his Golden Basin Washing Hands Ceremony. What are you doing here with so many people? Are you trying to stage a coup? If you really don't mean that, why don't you let your people leave?"

"And by the way." Lin Tian turned his eyes and said playfully: "Great Taibao, you've surrounded this place so tightly. Don't tell me you have any other ideas? Could it be that you want to take advantage of your numbers? To wipe out everyone here? To take over the Five Mountain Sword Sects? To concentrate power to Zuo Leng Chan?"

"Kid, you're asking for death!"

As soon as these words came out, Ding Mian stabbed at Lin Tian with his sword.

Normally killing someone from the Six Fan Gate in front of so many people was a taboo, but Lin Tian's words just now clearly made Yue Bu Qun and other leaders wary. Some even drew their swords.

If Lin Tian kept talking, the situation might turn into the other four sects joining forces against Songshan Sect.

Too bad!

Ding Mian's strength was too weak. This sword was very sharp, but in Lin Tian's eyes it was nothing.

He just pointed his finger and clamped the sword. At the same time, he secretly urged his inner strength.

"Clang!"

The sword broke on the spot, and Ding Mian was also shaken back several steps.

When he stabilized his figure, Ding Mian looked at Lin Tian warily: "Kid, what's your name? I've never heard of anyone with such strength among the younger generation of the Six Fan Gate."

"Then you better clean your ears and listen well!" Lin Tian said coldly: "I'm really the newly joined Purple Robe Divine Catcher of the Six Fan Gate, Lin Tian."

"Today I'm not here, it's fine. But since I'm here, you Songshan Sect want to bully others with your power, you have to weigh your own weight."