Chapter 147 Gathering Emei

In early June, many people from the rivers and lakes had already come to Mount Emei, including Kongtong, Huashan, Kunlun, Beggars' Sect and other officials, also rushed to Emei.

On the fourth day of the sixth month, Master Kongzhi of Shaolin came with eight disciples from the temple.

But there is no news yet in Wudang.

On the fifth day of June, the duel has arrived.

Many straw huts were built on the golden roof of Emei. Many martial arts people sat around the square with the straw huts, waiting for the Ming Cult to come with Emei.

But before the Ming Cult arrived, Zhang Sanfeng from Wudang brought Song Yuanqiao and his son and Yin Liting Mo Shenggu came first.

Zhang Sanfeng is already a centenarian and rarely goes down the mountain in recent years. Many people in the martial arts world have only heard of him but have never seen him. Unexpectedly, the duel between Emei and the Ming Cult attracted this old man.

Zhou Zhiruo was slightly surprised when she saw Zhang Sanfeng. She had never thought that anyone would come from Wudang, nor did she think that Zhang Sanfeng would come. But since they were here, their purpose would definitely not be the same as other sects.

"Zhiruo has met Zhenren Zhang." Zhou Zhiruo led all the disciples of Emei to welcome him. It has been a long time since Zhou Zhiruo followed Zhang Wuji to Wudang Mountain last time. Now they meet again. Both of them feel a little emotional. Zhang Sanfeng's silver-white hair and beard gently swayed with the golden breeze, and he bowed to support Zhou Zhiruo with a smile on his face and said, "The Master Zhou is polite."

Zhou Zhiruo stood up, without asking much questions, and said, "Today, Wudang's glory is bright, my Emei is full of glory. Senior Sister Jingxuan, hurry up and take Zhenren Zhang and the others to sit down, don't neglect the distinguished guests."

Theirs had seen her use this white silk in Shaolin. The white silk tied a linglong dice at one end. It seemed soft, but in fact it had a needle hidden in the cotton and strong internal strength.

After saying that, everyone waited for a while, and then they saw Jingxuan and several other Emei disciples gathered Xie Xun in the middle and brought him to the square.

"Thank you." Zhang Sanfeng thanked Zhou Zhiruo and was about to follow Jingxuan. Mo Shenggu suddenly called Zhang Zhenren, as if he wanted to say something, but after being pulled by Song Yuanqiao twice, he shut up. His chest was undulating, and his hands were clenched into fists. He looked unwilling.

Zhou Zhiruo gave Jingxuan a wink, and Jingxuan immediately understood and left with the people.

This martial arts master is the master of Zhang Wuji of the Ming Cult. Come here today, isn’t it to help Zhang Wuji?

In the duel arena, there is always only life or death, no winning or losing.

"Don't be anxious if Yang Zuo."

"Why are the leader of the sect so afraid of things?"

"President Zhou, what do you mean?" Wei Yi smiled.

"Yes, Master Zhou is now in the martial arts world. Since he is here, just watch it carefully and don't cause trouble for Master Zhou."

Xiao Yuer smiled and said, "Zhou Zhuang has won the award. I just thought that someone would always come to this duel, otherwise so many heroes would be in vain."

Jiang Xiaoyu's martial arts were taught by Zhou Zhiruo. Now that the master and apprentice are facing each other, the result is obvious, but this does not hinder everyone's expectations for this duel.

"Oh?" Zhou Zhiruo's expression finally changed a little. She looked up at Jiang Xiaoyu, but spoke to Yang Xiao, "What Yang Zuozun means is that today your deputy sect is the main duel with me for the Ming Cult?"

Zhou Dian and others were unhappy.

"Master Zhou, I wonder if I can let us meet the Lion King first." Yang Xiao said.

"The master-apprentice duel, isn't it a rush to die?"

Song Yuanqiao and others were even more confused.

Is this really her?

"Master, it's not Wuji who came here." Mo Shenggu whispered to Zhang Sanfeng.

At the beginning, he thought he was smart and witty and kind, so he accepted him as his apprentice, but unexpectedly, her good apprentice kept ruining her affairs. Now that she thought about it, she might not have accepted him at the beginning, so she would not care, would not be angry, and would not be worried.

"Isn't it Zhang Wuji? Why did he become Jiang Xiaoyu?"

"Who knows this? If you don't come, you will be defeated without a fight?"

"Very good." Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were cold and sharp, "Jiang Xiaoyu, you are smart enough and good at using your intelligence."

"Wuji! Wuji! Can my Wuji child be there?" Xie Xun was excited as soon as he arrived at the square. He knew that Zhang Wuji was going to duel with Zhou Zhiruo today, so he wanted to see someone to persuade them immediately, but after looking around, he didn't find Zhang Wuji at all.

"It's better not to come, it's a dispute. I'll come today, not just to watch this duel."

"Ming Jiao Jiang Xiaoyu, I have met the leader of the Zhou sect." Xiaoyuer walked to Zhou Zhiruo to greet him. Zhou Zhiruo looked indifferent and said coldly: "Why didn't Zhang Wuji come by himself?"

Zhou Zhiruo now gives people the feeling that she is more indifferent and ruthless than when they first met them.

Everyone had many speculations in their hearts, but the waves were still calm on the surface, but the waves were surging in the dark.

"Look first, let's see."

But today neither of them came, only Jiang Xiaoyu came.

The wooden box was rolled out by the white silk and threw it into the air. The white silk quickly pulled it back and smashed the wooden box with the Linglong dice. It suddenly exploded, and the wooden blocks scattered. Everyone felt a flash of silver light and a sword fell out of it.

Everyone was surprised to see Jiang Xiaoyu, Yang Xiao, Wei Yixiao, Wusanren and others standing in the middle of the square.

"Even if the magic weapon is in hand, I can't beat you. Why waste time finding weapons? Let's do it like this."

Everyone understands this except Zhang Wuji.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "What weapons do you want?"

Zhang Sanfeng shook his head and told him: "With Wuji's personality, as long as he can still walk around, it is impossible not to come. Perhaps it was because of the young master Jiang and Yang Zuozun who did something secretly. It would be better if Wuji didn't come, let's take a look before talking about it."

Zhou Zhiruo smiled faintly and said, "I agreed with me, it is Zhang Wuji. Now you can change someone to duel with me, which seems inappropriate."

Zhou Zhiruo was angry for a moment about Xiao Yuer's change of concept. What she and Zhang Wuji agreed to was a duel between the two, but when spreading news in the martial arts world, they were talking about the duel between Emei and the Ming Cult, which represented the head of Emei and the leader of the Ming Cult. Therefore, in the eyes of martial arts people, it was indeed a duel between Emei and the Ming Cult, as long as the sent people could represent Emei or the Ming Cult.

Wu Chen is indeed not simple.

"Hey! Master Zhou, why haven't you taken action yet? Are you afraid of losing to our deputy leader? Yes, if you lose to your former little disciple, the people in the world will laugh out loud!" Zhou Dian saw Zhou Zhiruo and Jiang Xiaoyu have been in a stalemate, and knew that if this continues, it may cause unnecessary consumption between the two of them, which will be even more unfavorable to Xiaoyu. It would be better to anger Zhou Zhiruo first. As long as people's emotions are excited, they will easily reveal flaws. Maybe Jiang Xiaoyu's intelligence can come up with a smart solution?

Wei Yixiao understood and said, "President Zhou, I think it's better not to fight. It's said that the younger generation is worse than the younger generation, and the younger generation of the Yangtze River pushes the older generation. Our leader Jiang is extremely smart and has great martial arts skills. You will beg for mercy in a while!"

But he didn't blame anyone. He just hoped that Zhiruo could be safe today. As long as he could see her safe and happy, even if he was just an outsider forever, he would be willing to do so.

Will she kill him?

A light suddenly flashed in Xiaoyu'er's eyes: "President Zhou, since that's the case, let's start." Xiaoyu'er called out to Zhou Zhiruo, and he held back the Ming Cult, leaving him alone and Zhou Zhiruo standing in the center of the square.

Today, Zhao Min comes, Zhao Min dies, Zhang Wuji comes, Zhang Wuji dies.

Since Master Zhou is going to wait, they will wait with her. Anyway, isn’t Zhang Zhenren from the Wudang Sect also with them? It’s not a loss to control them.

Yang Xiao comforted Xie Xun and told him that Zhang Wuji stayed in the sect, and that Xiao Yuer would represent the Ming Cult to duel with Emei today.

It was almost noon at this time, and the people from the Ming Cult have not arrived yet.

Yang Xiao stepped forward, bowed his hand, and said, "The affairs in the church are busy, and the rebel army is in a fierce manner to resist Yuan Yuan. The leader needs to stay in the church and take charge. Therefore, today, my deputy leader of the Ming Cult brought us to the appointment."

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes raised slightly, and a sneer flashed across her mouth.

"Enough!" Xiao Yuer suddenly shouted loudly, "Yang Zuo, keep their mouths in mind and don't let them talk nonsense." Then he said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Master Zhou, I know I'm not your opponent, and I never want to be enemies with you, but today I mean that the Ming Cult has no choice. Please ask Master Zhou to give me advice and take action."

Zhou Dian said: "Oh, let alone, King Yin Ye once said that this time, the leader of Zhou has been protecting our leader Jiang on the top of Guangming, and has also injured the Eagle King. You said that all the disciples can protect this way!"

Zhou Zhiruo looked at Xiaoyuer coldly.

Since he was going to die for Zhang Wuji, she happened to take this opportunity to clean up the portal!

In the center of the square, one man and one woman, one black and one white.

At this time, Xie Xun looked as normal as he was, and he seemed not to be treated harshly, but his hands and feet were bound by iron chains and could not be free.

Song Qingshu looked at the center of the square, and Zhou Zhiruo's appearance was so unique that it made people feel shaking. Even the hot and vicious sun seemed to prefer her. When it fell on her, it seemed to be a layer of holy light for her.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed across him and said in a low voice: "Xie Xun has been evil for a long time. I abide by the duel rules and do not kill him before the duel, but it does not mean that he will be free and free in Emei so easily. After today's duel, if the Ming Cult won, Xie Xun, you will take it away, but if you lose, Xie Xun will stay in my Emei forever and be subject to my Emei."

Although she was indifferent, she was polite and polite to others and meticulously thoughtful, but she would not take care of her life and kill her.

Zhou Zhiruo smiled coldly, and saw her raise her left hand and pull out a white silk from her waist with her right hand.

Zhou Zhiruo sneered in her heart.

Originally, he was not here in Emei this time, but for some reason he always felt worried, so he asked for everything and asked Master to bring him together. But now that he really came, he realized that there was no difference between him or not, and in her eyes, he could not see him at all.

"This...what is going on? Zhang Wuji is really not here?" He Taichong couldn't help but speak out when he saw that there was no Zhang Wuji among these people.

Everyone said a few more words and then became quiet.

Xiao Yuer listened to Wusanren and Wei Yixiao's words, and felt as if something was scratching him, it was a little hot and a little itchy.

The little fish frowned.

Worry……

"What's going on? Could it be that Zhang Wuji is not coming?"

The atmosphere became more serious and silent.

When Xie Xun heard this, he looked at Xiaoyuer with a complicated expression.

Today's duel...

In the square, people's eyes suddenly became ambiguous when they looked at them, and Zhou Zhiruo's face became heavier and heavier. Obviously, she didn't like to hear such words and didn't want to see such scenes.

The meaning is that if the Ming Cult loses, Xie Xun will have nothing to do with the Ming Cult again.

Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were faint.

Xiao Yuer looked at Zhou Zhiruo opposite him. He knew that he was not Zhou Zhiruo's opponent. If he didn't seize the initiative, he would lose faster, but he just had to wait. He wanted to see if she would take action first.

But she was really cruel to Zhao Min and Zhang Wuji.

"Sword of the Heavenly Sword!"
To be continued...