The All-Heaven Road from Wudang

Chapter 177
Emei faction!
The people present with this name are no strangers. In fact, everyone has many ties to this name.

The Mingjiao and the Emei Sect are immortal, while the Tangmen and the Emei Sect dominate Bashu together.

However, this is not Bashu, this is the boundary of Guanzhong, how could people from the Emei Sect appear here?
Everyone was puzzled, and they all looked at the woods together, but there was no movement in the woods, as if there was no one at all.

One breath, five breaths, ten breaths...

Tens of breaths of time passed, but no one came out from there.

Li Li didn't say anything, just looked at the woods quietly, everyone could see the determination in him.

All the masters of the Ming Cult stayed by Li Li's side for a while, and they were worried. Seeing that no one came out of the forest for so long, one or two were anxious.

Peng Yingyu was half venting, half angrily cursing: "The son of a bitch is exterminated, get out of it! What kind of effort is there to hide your head and show your tail? Are you doing something shady?!"

"court death!"

In the woods where there had been no movement until now, a sullen look of a woman suddenly sounded, followed by an overwhelming cold aura!
The sword, a sharp and extraordinary sword, suddenly appeared in front of everyone, and went straight to Peng Yingyu!

On that sword, there was a faint green energy, and the cold light overflowed. Before the sword light arrived, the cold sword force was already so cold that people couldn't help trembling with fear.

call out!
Amidst the turbulent sound of piercing through the air, Peng Yingyu's whole body was covered with sharp sword energy. This great devil who has been in the world for decades and often kills people for fun, is full of fear in his heart at this moment!

Seeing that his person was about to die under this precious sword, suddenly, the White-browed Eagle King snorted coldly and shouted: "Presumptuous!"

As soon as the voice fell, his figure suddenly flew into the air, like a big eagle, it rushed towards the sharp sword very vigorously!
His physical skills are faster than the lightning, and he brought a lot of phantoms in the field, and he came first, and arrived in front of Peng Yingyu an instant earlier than the sword edge, but he saw the green and red on his face flickering, but he stretched out a With just one palm, he slapped the long sword with incomparably sharp sword energy indifferently!
when!
When the palms and swords intersected, there was a crisp sound, and amidst the strong wind, that sharp sword deflected at an extremely strange angle, and slashed towards the ground!

laugh!
The long sword fell to the ground, leaving a deep sword mark about a foot long. The person holding the sword let out a muffled groan and stepped back several steps before stopping the figure.

Everyone took a closer look, and saw that the person holding the sword was a Taoist nun in her fifties. She looked very beautiful, but her eyebrows drooped slantingly, and her face became extremely strange. too!

At this moment, the head of the famous Emei Sect stared at Yin Tianzheng coldly, and said in a cold voice: "The universe has shifted!"

With his deep internal strength, superb swordsmanship, and holding the Yitian Sword, in the current world, anyone who dares to take the sword's edge head-on, except for the one from ** Temple, will not be second-guessed in this world!

When the sword fell just now, a very strange force suddenly came from between Yin Tianzheng's palms, forcibly drawing her sword edge to one side. If it wasn't for this, she would have to kill the old devil with a single strike. Cut it in half!
"Master!" "Master!"...

In the forest, there were several coquettish calls one after another, but four young women came lightly.

The four women are all very charming, but when it comes to appearance, one of the women in green clothes is the most outstanding. She looks about fifteen or sixteen years old, but she is born with a jade nose On the face, with embroidered cherry lips, with a clear face, elegant temperament, and overwhelming beauty, it is exactly the Zhou Zhiruo that Mo Li met in the past.

"Extermination old nun, I never thought that with such an aloof personality like you, you would do such a deceitful act. It's really ridiculous." Yin Tianzheng said with a sarcasm.

Among the six major factions, the Emei Sect and the Mingjiao had the heaviest grievances and grievances. It can be said that it has reached a dead end situation, and it is not uncommon for the two sides to dislike each other.

Juejue heard the words, the cold expression on her face became even more cold, and the Yitian sword in her hand was slashed, and the fierce sword intent was aroused again, covering the audience, even the air was chilled!
"If you speak rudely again, the poor nun will definitely take your life!" Miejue Shitai said with a murderous look.

She was never joking, and no one would think she was.

The Miejue Shitai of the Emei School is fierce, cruel and ruthless. Everyone in the Jianghu knows that it is better to offend anyone than the narrow-minded head of Emei. Not to mention, his martial arts are extraordinary, and he has the magic weapon Yitianjian With it in hand, no one can avoid headaches.

Even if he is as strong as Yin Tianzheng, who has practiced the Great Teleportation of the Universe to the fourth level, if he wants to take down Miejue Shitai who is holding the Yitian Sword, he will have to pay an unacceptable heavy price.

But those present were not only Yin Tianzheng, but also King Yin Ye, and other masters of the Ming Cult. They all rushed forward, and Miejue Shitai had to concentrate on taking care of the four disciples, so it was difficult to escape no matter what.

That's why she didn't come out just now.

The Kunlun faction can get the news to intercept Xie Xun. Given the origin of the Emei faction and the dragon sword, as well as the hatred between them and the Demon Cult, how can they not covet the dragon sword?

It's just that Miejue Shitai, who planned to follow the Kunlun Sect to be the oriole, no longer wanted to compete when he saw the masters of the Demon Sect appearing. There were so many masters on the other side, and he was afraid that he and his disciples would fight forcibly. Blood will be spilled here.

Originally, she was thinking of waiting for the Demon Cult to retreat, so she got out and left, but Li Li, who had been missing for several years, suddenly appeared, not only changed the situation in the field, but also exposed their hiding place, forcing them to come out!
Facing Miejue Shitai's harsh words, everyone in the Demon Cult showed displeasure, but there was no one who was unwilling to make a move. Even Yin Tianzheng just sneered and didn't answer.

Although the Demon Cult has a large number of people and power at the moment, the situation in the arena is definitely not under their control, but the green-robed Taoist who just killed the golden-haired lion king with his supreme sword intent is in charge.

"Exterminate the predecessors, the poor are polite."

Mo Li took a step forward and saluted, his tone was flat and his voice was gentle, without any emotion in it.

"Ah, Brother Mo, you...!"

The beautiful girl in green clothes suddenly screamed, covered her mouth in disbelief and said, "You...how did you become like this?"

She is Zhou Zhiruo, she met Li Li in the ruined temple where Ji Xiaofu died.

Not only her, but the three women beside her have all been to Wudang Mountain and witnessed the demeanor of this sword god.

They were far away just now, and they could only feel a glimpse of Moli's supreme sword intent from afar, but they had never seen their faces clearly, and when they looked closely at this time, they all showed shocking expressions.

In their memories, the person in front of them was clearly a heroic young man in a green shirt with a long sword hanging from his waist.

But now, he is dressed as a Taoist, with a long beard, a tired expression, and a look of sadness between his brows. Compared with the sword god who dominated the world with swords in the past, he is more like a man who has read the world and has a hard-to-heal heart. Sophisticated.

With such a completely different appearance, how can you let them not be shocked?

Facing Zhou Zhiruo's question that seemed concerned and surprised, Mo Li stared at her in a daze, the corners of his mouth curled up, as if he wanted to laugh, but he didn't smile after all, only a different kind of smile appeared in his deep eyes. Looking up, he said: "Hello Miss Zhou, it's best if you are here."

I'm the best?
Zhou Zhiruo's beautiful eyes could not help but be full of doubts. What does this mean? Could it be that this sword god who has been missing for three years wants to say something related to himself?

It's not just her, everyone present counts as one, and all of them have strange expressions on their faces.

Although today's matter involves Emei, with the martial arts of all the masters present, no one in Emei is qualified to intervene in this matter except for one Miejue Shitai. She is a rare beauty in the world, but it is something for the younger generation, and she cannot be seen by the experts present.

Extermination was hidden by Taoism, and he was not happy to deal with all the demon leaders of the Demon Cult head-on. Seeing that Mo Li brought his beloved disciple with him while talking, he couldn't help saying angrily: "Mo Li, what are you going to do? To put it bluntly, why bother Zhiruo?!"

"This matter is indeed related to Miss Zhou."

Mo Li stretched out his hand to grab the ground lightly, and an invisible force immediately rolled up the dragon-slaying knife and landed on his palm.

Seeing this move, Tang Jiu'er and other young people are fine, but the expressions of those older masters in the field changed drastically when they saw this move!
Yin Tianzheng murmured in a low voice: "This...is this the Dragon Capture Technique?!"

Capturing the dragon? !

Tang Jiu'er's family has a long history, and when he heard these three words, his whole body was shocked.

She remembered what her elders once said, the so-called dragon-capturing skills and crane-control skills are all high-level martial arts realms that use strength to grab people and objects from the air, but it's just as easy to hit the palm out of the air like the power of splitting the air. , If you want to control the force of the blow freely, it is undoubtedly a fantasy.

Those who can achieve this level must have deep internal strength beyond the imagination of ordinary warriors, and the control of strength is so mysterious that it is difficult for a top expert to see the way in a lifetime!
Among the martial arts, it has been more than a hundred years that no one has ever heard of someone practicing this unique skill!
But thinking of the supreme sword intent that Mo Li showed just now, she smiled wryly on top of her beautiful face.

That's right, Master Ziwu's martial arts has reached the unfathomable realm, so what is a mere capture skill compared to him?
Just when everyone was shocked by this one-handed dragon catching skill, they saw Mo Li hold the saber in both hands, walked up to Miejue Shitai, and said: "I know that the noble sect has a deep relationship with this saber, and the poor Taoist will kill it today." This saber is given as a betrothal gift to the female Xia of the Emei School."

His tone was calm and his voice was not loud, but in the ears of everyone present, every word and every word was like thunder.

Sword God Mo Li asked to marry Zhou Zhiruo of the Emei School? !

Or use the Dragon Saber as a bride price? !
This is really a big deal!
The Mingjiao people recovered from the shock of the dragon catching skill, and at this moment they heard about the marriage, the waves never stopped, and the waves started again, the shocked people didn't know what to think for a while.

Even Miejue Shitai was dumbfounded, she didn't expect that Li Li called them out to talk about this matter.

So Master Ziwu likes Zhou Zhiruo?
Tang Jiu'er stood where she was, for no reason, her heart was filled with soreness, and there was still a little mist in her beautiful eyes.

She looked at the woman in the green skirt standing there timidly, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, a quiet temperament, and a beautiful face like a daffodil fluttering in the wind, so bright and indescribable.

It turned out that what he liked was such an elegant and beautiful woman. Compared with her, his temperament was still too ostentatious.

Miss Zhou is fine.

Their looks are the best, their tempers are gentle and gentle, but their backgrounds, the Emei School is a big school in the world, although it is not as old as the Tang School, its reputation and martial arts are much stronger than that of the Tang School.

In the world, only Miss Zhou is worthy of him.

Tang Jiu'er suddenly felt that the two were a good match, and she kept persuading herself to bless the two of them, but for some reason, the bitterness and pain in her heart aggravated little by little, and her eye sockets turned red visibly.

Dragon Slayer!

Juejue Shitai came to his senses, and when he saw the dragon-slaying knife, he couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement in his heart.

Unexpectedly, in a twist of events, the Dragon Slaying Saber returned to her hands!
The supreme martial artist, the sword that slays the dragon, orders the world, don't dare not obey, lean on the sky, who will fight!
Of the secrets between these two swords, in the present world, I must be the only one who knows.

After searching for this Dragon Slaying Saber for dozens of years, and taking the life of his lover Ji Xiaofu for it, at this moment, he finally has a chance to get it!
As long as we have these two swords, there is hope for the Emei faction to be vast!

Thinking of the magical skills contained in it, and thinking of how Wudang Shaolin is now in full swing because of the battle three years ago, a fiery look flashed in Miejue Shitai's eyes.

As for the dowry...

With the martial arts status of the sword god Mo Li, it is enough to match his own apprentice.

"Okay, poor nun promises you!"

She answered immediately.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help flashing a shyness on her beautiful face, she said anxiously: "Master, you..."

"Why, why don't you look down on Shaoxia Mo?" Miejue Shitai said with a half-smile.

Zhou Zhiruo blushed even more when she thought of Li Li's heroic appearance when she first saw him, and his martial arts, but before she could say anything, Mo Li suddenly interrupted:
"Master misunderstood too much, it's not that the poor want to get married."

"My master's only son, Song Qingshu, has only been down the mountain for three years, but he has managed to become a jade-faced swordsman by chance. I want to propose marriage for him."

It's not that Master Ziwu wants to marry Zhou Zhiruo!
Tang Jiu'er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, like a drowning person who suddenly breathed fresh air, not only getting rid of the predicament, but also a feeling of joy for the rest of his life.

However, the mood of the Emei faction is decidedly different.

Although Song Qingshu is also the most outstanding hero of the younger generation, and it is not bad to match Zhou Zhiruo, but it depends on who he is compared with.

Only now was the sword god Mo Li as son-in-law, but now he has become Song Qingshu, and a gold ingot has turned into a silver ingot in an instant, even if it is a windfall, it will cause a gap in people's hearts.

So at this moment, everyone in the Emei Sect looked unhappy and didn't say a word...

(End of this chapter)