It was noon, and the red sun was shining brightly. Although it was the middle of winter, everyone's hearts were burning because of the upcoming war.
The boundless mountains, majestic and vast, seem to blend into the horizon, and the white clouds floating overhead are within reach.
While everyone was walking, a few faint sounds of weapons clashing and shouts suddenly came from the northwest.
Miejie said sternly: "Up!"
When everyone came closer, they heard the sound of fighting, which became more and more tragic, and one or two death calls were heard from time to time.
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As Chidao approached, everyone was shocked. In front of them was a Shura field of massacre. Hundreds of people from both sides participated in the battle. With swords and swords flashing, everyone was fighting fiercely at the risk of their own lives.
Bei Jinyi was well-informed. He took a look and introduced: "The enemies are the three banners of Mingjiao: Ruijin, Flood, and Agni Fire. Well, the Wudang Sect is here, the Huashan Sect has arrived, and the Kunlun Sect has also arrived. Our three sects will meet Fight against the enemy’s three flags.”
Afterwards, Zhang Wuji had never seen such a battle scene in his life, but he saw swords flying and blood and flesh splattering everywhere. The scene was too horrific to watch.
He didn't want the demon sect to win, but he also didn't want Uncle Yin Liushu and the others to win. On one side was his father's faction, and on the other side was his mother's faction. However, the two sides were fighting fiercely. Every time someone was killed, he felt a shiver in his heart and felt sad. .
Yan Mie holds the Yitian Sword and sees that the situation on the battlefield is urgent. The Wudang faction has the upper hand with the Ruijin Banner. Huashan and Flood are evenly matched. However, the Huashan faction is becoming increasingly overwhelmed and surrounds the Fiery Flag at the core, massacring them.
After pondering for a while, he said: "Let's rush down in three groups and attack the Ruijin Banner together. I will lead the people to attack from the east, Min Jun will lead the people to attack from the west, and Bei Jinyi will lead the people to attack from the south. Zhi Ruo Zai Protect Junior Wuji from behind and take care of him by the way. If other enemies come, stop them."
Although everyone was wondering why they attacked the weaker Ruijinqi, they still obeyed the order.
"yes!"
Master Miejie immediately waved his sword and shouted: "Amitabha, killing is to protect living beings, killing karma is not killing people, today we will eliminate demons and defend the way!"
After saying that, he went straight to the Ruijin flag.
The other disciples immediately chanted: "Amitabha!" and quickly followed.
Zhiruo had already put down the bamboo basket behind his back, put Lele on his chest, flexed his fingers, and fifty silver needles appeared on his fingertips. He carefully observed the battlefield to see which senior sister needed help.
Zhang Wuji looked anxiously from behind, noticed Zhou Zhiruo's expressionless face, and asked: "Junior sister Zhiruo, why do you think everyone wants to kill so many people?
Everyone has parents, wife and children. If you kill them, the children in their family will be lonely and bullied. And you are still monks. Shouldn’t monks be compassionate and influence them? "
Zhou Zhiruo glanced at him: "The people of the Demon Sect have done many evil things, slaughtering families and annihilating clans, and promiscuous wives and daughters. Even the Green Winged Bat King sucked human blood. Such demons are everywhere in the Demon Sect.
For such people, my master is compassionate and sends them to see the Buddha to change their minds and convert them. Wouldn't it be just right? "
Zhang Wuji:......
"Boom~" Suddenly, three teams of more than a hundred people came from behind.
When Ah Zhu saw it, he suddenly panicked: "They are from the Sky Eagle Sect!"
As soon as Zhiruo heard this, he was ready to step forward and stop these people.
Although she has no experience facing more than a hundred masters, she considers herself to be pretty good. She should not have any problem until her master and senior sisters come back.
Ah Zhu said: "Miss Zhou, don't worry. Although the Sky Eagle Sect is a branch of the Ming Sect, it has always been at odds with the Five Elements Banner. If you kill all the Five Elements Banners, the Sky Eagle Sect will secretly be happy. Yin Tianzheng might be able to I can become the leader of the Ming Cult."
Zhou Zhiruo was relieved now. He was already considering whether to throw Lele out at the critical moment. After all, the opponent has a large number of people. If someone hits the sky with a thunder, she should be fine, but Zhang Wuji will most likely be shattered to pieces, so she has no face to face Master Zhang again.
Little yellow cat:......
Shit shovel, do you think you can't hear your voice? You can be a human being!
"Brother A Niu, let's leave quickly. It would be terrible if we fall into the hands of the Sky Eagle Sect." Ah Zhu wanted to pull Zhang Wuji away.
It turns out that she is the granddaughter of the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tianzheng. Because her father married the second mother, her mother died in depression, so she assassinated the second mother in a fit of anger.
But her father, Yin Yewang Tianying, is the leader of the Tianwei Hall. His power is second only to the leader. He has been very famous in the world for the past twenty years. People in the martial arts circle often say that his martial arts are so high that he is no longer as upright as his father, the White-browed Eagle King Yin Tian. Not much.
As the leader of the hall, he was naturally not a soft-hearted person. Ah Zhu knew that if he was caught by his father, he would definitely die.
Zhang Wuji felt an indescribable closeness to the Sky Eagle Sect in his heart. That was his mother's sect. When he missed his mother, he often thought: "I can't see my mother anymore. When can I see my grandpa and uncle?"
At this time, everyone from the Tianying Sect was nearby. They just wanted to see if grandpa and uncle were there, but they really didn't want to leave right now.
"Rumble~" In a moment, the cavalry team came closer.
There is a small black eagle embroidered on the left lapel of the leader's white shirt, with its wings spread out and a pair of eyes like cold lightning, radiating with energy and awe-inspiring momentum.
Behind the cavalry were more than a hundred infantrymen. They held a shield in front of them, each holding a strong bow. There were rows of sharp arrows in the arrow baskets. The arrows glowed dark blue in the sun, showing that they were poisonous.
When he saw Zhang Wuji and the other three, King Yin Ye reined in his horse and stopped suddenly, raised his hand, and the team behind them stopped at the command and stopped instantly.
Seeing Ah Zhu again, King Yin Ye snorted coldly, obviously recognizing this bastard daughter who killed her mother. However, the situation is urgent now, and it is just a good time to take advantage of the Ming Cult team to be dispersed and gather the believers in order to achieve great things.
No time to argue with this beast.
"Yin Wufu, arrest these three people, the others follow me!"
"yes!"
Obviously, in his eyes, these three people did not even dare to join the battlefield and must be extremely weak. He thought highly of them when he sent a capable subordinate to capture them.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes narrowed, and she had been fighting with Lele for a long time. She had already learned the true essence of fighting: strike first!
Without hesitation, he moved a hundred steps to the left in the blink of an eye, flicked with both hands, and shot the silver needles in his sleeves at the disciples of the Sky Eagle Sect like a rainstorm.
"Hush, rest, rest~"
The moment King Yin Ye saw the target, he moved to the left and felt something was wrong. He shouted: "Be careful!" and then quickly retreated behind his men.
Unfortunately, after a while, more than a hundred people, including him, were unable to move and could only blink. Because King Yin Ye was the loudest, wore the best clothes, and stood in the front, he received a few more injections and could not even blink.
Zhang Wuji was stunned.
Even the Rainstorm Pear Blossom Needle, which has been rumored for a long time in the Tang Sect, is not so powerful, right? Moreover, with more than a hundred people and such chaos, how did the hero achieve such a precise strike this week?
Ah Zhu didn't care so much. When he saw that his biological father couldn't move, he was overjoyed and rushed over.
"Hahaha, King Yin Ye, where are your usual arrogance? Aren't you going to kill me? Haha, a grown man should have three wives and four concubines! Today I will make sure you cannot become a man!"
Ah Zhu's eyes were sharp, and he aimed at the target and was about to use his claws.
King Yin Ye tried hard to blink his eyes, but tears flowed out.
If you can't be a man, what's the point of living?
Zhang Wuji stopped him directly: "Azhu, don't mess around!"
"Am I kidding? You don't even know how cruel this man is!..."
Seeing the lively noise over there, Zhou Zhiruo ignored it, but felt slightly relieved in his heart.
With one against a hundred, although it is difficult to win, his martial arts is not weak.
Humph, Lele actually lied to her, saying that she could only be ranked among the top three in the world today.
Who else!
At this time, the battle ahead was coming to an end. As soon as the disciples of the Emei Sect joined in, they were like tigers descending from the mountain. The leader, the Miejie Yitian Sword, was extremely sharp and his sword moves were extremely fierce. Qingshuang was everywhere, invincible. In an instant, more than a dozen people had their weapons cut off.
Although Yan Mie hates the Demon Cult, he targets Yang Xiao more. Then, the fingers of his left hand connected together, and his feet fluttered around like clouds and flowing water. In a moment, the Five Elements Flag of Mingjiao and more than a hundred people clicked on the acupoints.
Everyone stood upright, unable to move. Everyone in the audience cheered when they saw Master Miejie showing off such a powerful skill.
Jiejie stood still, with his hands behind his back: "There are many people of the Ming Cult who do many evil things, but there are also many people who rebel against the Yuan Dynasty and serve the people. I, the Buddhist people, do not want to do more killings, and only kill the first evil."
If you swear not to harm the people again and never go against our six sects after you come down from the mountain, I will let you live! "
Zhu Yuanzhang, Chang Yuchun and others looked at each other and felt moved.
This old nun's martial arts skills are absolutely unparalleled in the world, and that stupid Yang Xiao actually lied to them that this old nun was far inferior to him.
Isn't this a scam?
Wu Jincao, the deputy commander of the Ruijin Banner, suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I, the Ming Cult, uphold justice for heaven, save the world and the people, and remain consistent in life and death. The old thief Ni wants us to surrender on our knees, so don't think too soon and kill us quickly. Got it!"
Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?
Chang Yuchun:? ? ?
Although Mie Mie has cultivated herself over the years, the clay figurine is still angry. This guy actually calls her an old thief?
She is not old!
"Okay, okay, since you want to sacrifice your life for righteousness, I will help you!" Miejie said in a deep voice.
Zhu Yuanzhang's lips moved, but he didn't say a word. With so many people, if he was the first to beg for mercy, how could he be the boss in the future? This bastard old Wu wants to die and not bring everyone with him.
"Jingxu, cut off everyone's right arm first. If they are stubborn to the end, then cut off the left arm." Seeing that no one among these people had begged for mercy, Juie said loudly.
"Yes!" Jingxu, who was seven feet tall and held a sword over one meter long and one foot wide, stood up.
Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?
Cut off your arm with such a big sword? Can anyone be cut in half? Is it too late for him to admit his mistake now?
Bei Jinyi: "Can you leave?"
Wu Jincao cursed: "Fuck you old nun!"
At this moment, not only Zhu Yuanzhang, but also other Mingjiao disciples looked at him with something wrong.
Bei Jinyi looked stern and raised his sword, which seemed to block the sunlight and cast a huge shadow over everyone.
Wu Jincao swallowed and suddenly realized that he seemed to have been poisoned and his legs were a little weak.
Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it any longer, so he stepped in front of Bei Jinyi and shouted: "Hold on!"
Bei Jinyi was startled and took a step back.
Zhang Wuji said loudly: "Aren't you ashamed of being so cruel and cruel?"
Everyone was startled when they suddenly saw a young man in ragged clothes stepping forward. When they heard the two reasonable sentences he asked Bei Jinyi, they were all baffled.
Where were you when the devils from the Demon Cult massacred the entire clan?
Bei Jinyi turned back to look at Mie Mie, but Mie Mie looked at Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang Sect and said, "Master Song, is this what you Wudang mean?"
Song Yuanqiao was confused: "Master, what does this mean?"
"This guy said he is the son of your Wudang Wuxia Zhang Wuji, Zhang Wuji. Now that he is standing up and accusing me, Emei, of killing innocent people indiscriminately, does that mean that your Wudang has already sided with the Demon Cult?" Miejie asked in a deep voice.
Only then did Song Yuanqiao take a closer look at Zhang Wuji. His figure and appearance were indeed very similar to those of his fifth junior brother.
"You, you are my nephew Wuji?" Yin Liting shouted affectionately next to him.
Zhang Wuji's eyes were red. He was struck by the Xuanming Divine Palm of the two elders Xuanming, and it was his uncle, uncle, and grandmaster who worked day and night to channel their inner energy to save his life.
Among all the masters and uncles, Yin Liting had the best friendship with his father and treated him very affectionately.
When he looked at this sixth uncle who had been separated for nine years, he saw that his face was full of dust and his temples were slightly gray. He thought that Ji Xiaofu's death had a great impact on his soul.
"Wuji pays homage to Grandmaster Uncle, Sixth Master Uncle." After saying that, Zhang Wuji knelt down and kowtowed.
"Zhang Wuji?" Upon hearing this name, the expressions of the Huashan Sect and others who were still recovering from their injuries suddenly changed.
You know, the only person in the martial arts world who knows the whereabouts of the Dragon Saber may be Zhang Wuji.
The sword slays the dragon and orders the world, no one dares to disobey!
Which Jianghu person is not interested in commanding the world? Martial Arts Supreme! Who wouldn’t want to sit on the supreme throne?
However, everyone remembered Master Miejie's unpredictable skills just now, and quickly suppressed their greed.
This exterminator is not as easy to talk to as Zhang Sanfeng.
Living is more important than anything else.
"Wuji child!" Song Yuanqiao also looked excited. The seven brothers were brothers and sisters. They never imagined that the fifth junior brother had not returned for ten years and had to say goodbye as soon as he came back.
As a result, they also lost the fifth junior brother's son, but they didn't expect to find him again.
"Uncle!"
Seeing that the Wudang people couldn't stop chatting, Jue Jue coughed: "Master Song, you Wudang have to give us an explanation."
"That's right! Are you Wudang siding with the Demon Cult, or do you want to protect them?" Kongtong Five Elders also rushed over at this time and shouted.
Regarding the Demon Sect, the Kongtong Sect had something to say. Back then, the golden-haired lion king rushed into their sect and killed everyone in their sect, not even sparing some of the younger disciples, and even snatched away their secret book of subduing the sect: Seven Injury Fist.
Song Yuanqiao frowned and looked at Zhang Wuji: "Martial nephew Wuji, you are my Wudang disciple, how come you get involved with the Ming Cult?"
Zhang Wuji said: "Uncle, these people all value life and righteousness, and Kang Geng begs for death. They are really heroes and heroes. How can you say they are evil heretics?
Besides, the Ming Cult kills people, and you have killed ten times more people. What is the difference between good and evil in ordinary killing? "
Song Yuanqiao was silent. Is this his nephew, slapping him in the face in public?
Can I still want this nephew? Will Master clear the door if I go back?
Chu Mie stood aside and said nothing. She didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little like having fun.
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