After Miejue recognized that the young man who had stopped the five elders of Kongtong for several days was the one who insulted her child by the Nushan Lakeside. In addition, she didn't want to cause any further setbacks in the Ming Cult, which was about to be destroyed. Without thinking, she drew out the Yitian Sword and killed the general.

But unexpectedly, the young man's martial arts have improved rapidly in the past few days. With the edge of the Sword of the Heavenly Sword, she could not do anything to the other party. After dozens of rounds, she could eliminate her own strength, while the other party's true energy was still sufficient.

Mie Jue turned around and found that his beloved disciple Zhiruo was looking at the boy with a worried look on his face. Thinking of the boy looking at Zhiruo all the way to Guangmingding, he decided that something was happening, and he handed the sword to Zhiruo and ordered her to kill the boy.

Master Zhou Zhiruo's order was difficult to disobey. He walked in front of Zhang Wuji with the Sword of Heaven. Zhang Wuji thought about the kindness of feeding on the Han River and the feelings he had developed for Zhou Zhiruo when he was young and ignorant. When Zhou Zhiruo closed his eyes and stabbed the sword, he did not hide from the sword.

Just as the heroes were sighing about a good scene of their children's infatuation, Mie Jue took Yitian back from Zhou Zhiruo's hand, and used his sword technique to stab Zhang Wuji with his extremely powerful sword.

It should be noted that the Yitian Sword was cast by the hero Guo Jing and his wife at that time with black iron and Western fine gold. The sword tip blew the hair and cut off their hair. Although Zhou Zhiruo's sword did not use much force, it seriously injured Zhang Wuji. This matter was even more hurt in his heart. Unexpectedly, Zhiruo would really stab the sword out.

No one in the field thought that when Miejue used the boy's love for him to hurt him, she ignored her status in the world and then used her sword to kill the boy.

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Miejue never showed any mercy after he set out his sword, so even though the young man stood there like a fool, her sword still seemed ruthless.

The sword will arrive in the future, but the sword will be at least year-on-year.

A drop of blood fell to the ground, like a plum blossom falling on the ground. Zhang Wuji finally woke up from grief, but there was no time for him to avoid it.

At this time, someone was running towards him, as if he wanted to save him. The man was Wei Yixiao, the best light skills of the Ming Cult, but under that sword, the light skills of the Bat King seemed too slow.

At this moment, everyone felt that the boy would die, even Zhang Wuji himself thought so.

It was at this moment that a loud shout rang out.

"So brave!"

But I saw a whisk appearing under the Yitian Sword, just like a whisk in front of the boy, and then a sound of gold and iron was heard. The three thousand silver threads of the whisk were shattered in the sky like flying catkins.

Then, a young Taoist priest stood in front of Zhang Wuji. His eyes looked like a sword. He held Mie Jue's wrist with one hand and slapped Mie Jue's shoulder with the other hand.

The hand contained thirteen endless forces, so Miejue's clothes instantly thirteen times. Then Miejue was like a Cuju thrown out by a Taoist priest, hitting a stone pillar at the Ming Cult's headquarters.

When the Taoist priest appeared outside the main hall, he threw a whisk and knocked Mie Jue away. In just a moment, no one except those top-notch masters reacted, and even the picture in their eyes stopped at the moment when the boy was about to die.

"My junior brother."

The transition between the scenes was too big. Even if everyone saw that there was an extra Taoist priest in front of the young man, no one could react in time. With the young master coming from the Wudang camp, everyone subconsciously looked at the person who spoke out.

Seeing that Zhang Sixia had tied with the White-Browed Eagle King with a skill of fist and foot, everyone was shocked. Zhang Sixia's junior brother was the closed disciple of Sanfeng Zhenren, and Ye Baxia who wiped out countless evil bandits with a whisk.

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Zhang Wuji looked at the uncle in front of him, his eyes were already wet, and he could no longer care about the consequences of his identity being exposed. He choked and said, "My teacher... uncle, is it you?"

Ye Qi smiled and nodded, then glared at the Bat King running in front of him.

The Bat King shivered under his eyes, and was busy helping Zhang Wuji who was about to fall.

Seeing Wuji being helped, Ye Qi bounced the white silk that had fallen on his body by whisk, and then looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "Xiao Wuji, Miejue is life or death, you said."

His words seemed arrogant. Miejue was the top first-class master in the world and the head of the Emei Sect, the most first-class sect in the world. However, in his mouth he became a lamb that could be slaughtered by him at any time, but his tone of speaking was extremely convincing.

Therefore, his words were like a sharp wooden thorn pricked all the Emei Sect disciples. So when the old nun was helped up and wiped away the blood from his mouth, all the Emei Sect disciples drew their long swords and pointed at the Taoist priest like a demon, and said in unison: "Demon Tao, seeking death!"

Ye Qi turned around, frowned and looked at the Emei Sect people, then looked at the angry old nie and said calmly: "If it hadn't been in time, my junior nephew would have died under your sword. If you want to kill him, then I'll kill you, isn't that right?"

Miejue was told by a young man who was still young, and he was extremely angry. However, the thirteen forces that the other party had hit him just now were still like maggots attached to his bones. If he appeared to kill him, with his previous light body skills, no one could stop him.

So she could only look at the head of Wudang Song Yuanqiao in anger, and asked in a contemptuous tone: "Why, Zhenren Zhang has taught such an apprentice who is not apart from justice and demons?"

She said this not because she was deliberately seeking death, but because the ancestors of the two sects of Wudang and Emei were old, and the two sects in the martial arts world were the best for many years. This was to teach Ye Qi a lesson from the standpoint of the old friends of the two sects to vent his anger.

Zhang Wuji's voice was very soft, but the people in Wudang heard it. After Ye Qi said, they determined that the young man who defeated the five elders of Kongtong was really Wuji.

Not only did Wuji not suffer from cold poison until he died, but he also practiced a strong martial arts throughout his life.

After being questioned by Miejue, Song Yuanqiao and Wudang heroes reacted from the joy. The younger brother seemed to want to kill Master Miejue?

At this time, Ye Qi walked towards Emei and the others, who raised their swords as if they were facing a great enemy.

"Actually, I'm very curious. Guo Xiang, the master of Emei, was famous in the early years. Guo Xiang's female hero is so chivalrous, but why did Emei have such an inhuman old nun like you?"

Miejue heard him mocking himself with his reputation as a ancestor. His mind was aroused and his body was insulted and his injuries could no longer be suppressed. He sprayed blood out. At this time, she could no longer care about her own life and death. He pointed at Ye Qi and said angrily: "Children Huangkou, I think that Zhenren Zhang is really blind and accepted you as a villain!"

Ye Qi narrowed his eyes and snatched a long sword from an Emei disciple, then his body flashed and appeared in front of Miejue.

"I really think I dare not kill you?"

The faces of the heroes of Wudang changed, and they remembered a sentence that the master had said over the years.

Your junior brother had a miserable experience in his early years, so he had an unchanged aura in his heart, so he never took it into consideration. If he couldn't practice boxing and swords, he would practice more, even if he became disabled, he would do whatever he wanted. In the future, he would probably commit more murders when he succeeded in martial arts, but he was very affectionate. If he died one day as a teacher, you must use affection to involve him so that he would not commit more murders.

And they also believe that the younger brother really dares to kill Miejue and can kill Miejue.
Chapter completed!