From Yitian, the sword pressed the heavens

Chapter 15

Monk Peng and Zhang Wuji, one on foot and one on horseback, walked together for most of the night.

Generally speaking, it's a good time to talk.

In the middle of the night, the two of them found a place where no one was around and had a little discussion, but no one knew about it, only that Monk Peng was limping when he left, and that one eye was a little blue.

Zhang Wuji continued on his way at full speed, and finally arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain on the seventh day.

Looking at the familiar Zhu Wu Lianhuan Village in the distance, Zhang Wuji couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

Five years ago, he was a dying young man suffering from the cold poison of the Xuanming God's Palm. Who would have thought that in just five years, he has completely completed his transformation and become one of the world's top martial arts experts.

"There's plenty of time, let's go to Linggu first!" Zhang Wuji turned his horse's head and was about to move forward.

Unexpectedly, a large group of people suddenly turned out from behind a small hill ahead.

The first person had a stern face and an imposing manner, who else could it be if it wasn't Miejue Shitai.

While Zhang Wuji saw the other party, Miejue Shitai naturally also saw Zhang Wuji.

It can be said that the enemy was extremely jealous when they met, and Zhang Wuji felt a strong murderous intent locked on him in an instant.

Miejue Shitai didn't say a word, and pulled out the long sword in his hand with a swipe, his body almost turned into an afterimage, and rushed towards Zhang Wuji.

"Damn it, it's unlucky to come up and meet the extinct old nun!"

Zhang Wuji was taken aback, he got up from his horse and backed away quickly.

"Pfft!" In the next second, the horse Zhang Wuji was riding was cut in half by Miejue Shitai's sword.

"It's absolutely menopause!" Seeing Miejue Shitai chasing him again, Zhang Wuji threw himself and retreated.

At the same time, he shook a package behind his back and threw it out.

"Master, don't be impulsive, the kid is here to return the Yitian Sword specially today!"

Miejue Shitai really froze and reached out to take the package.

When she opened it, Miejue Shi was so angry that she almost fainted, and a burst of anger rushed to her forehead, making her almost lose her mind.

It was indeed the Yitian sword inside, but it was broken into two pieces.

Seeing Miejue Shitai wishing to bite him to death, Zhang Wuji also felt a little embarrassed: "Well, Shitai, don't be angry, even if it is broken, it will still work if you pick it up.

"Where's the stuff inside?" Miejue Shitai gritted his teeth.

"Something? What is it?" Zhang Wuji pretended to be stupid.

"Little thief, I will kill you today!" Miejue Shitai charged again with a sword.

"Old nun, you think I'm afraid you won't succeed!" Zhang Wuji stopped pretending, he felt it was time to prove himself.

Previously, it was only a small pleasure to compete with Monk Peng, but now is the time to truly show off the results of his three years of hard work.

"Shua, Shua, Shua!" The two fought fast, and they exchanged hundreds of moves in an instant.

Although Zhang Wuji's true energy is not as strong as Miejue Shitai's, but with Jiuyang Zhenqi protecting his body and using Jiuyin Zhenqi to fight against the enemy, he can barely fight Miejue Shitai.

"Happy!" After three hundred moves, Zhang Wuji looked up to the sky and let out a long cry, his momentum suddenly rose, and a long sword in his hand danced a sword flower, and rushed towards Miejue Shitai again.

Both Nine Yin and Nine Yang are the top peerless exercises in the world, but they are not comparable to the castrated version of Nine Yang Divine Art practiced by Miejue Shitai.

After fighting for a long time, the advantages of his Nine Yang and Nine Yin cultivation began to emerge.

Nine Suns body protection force is endless, impeccable.

Jiuyin's attack on the enemy is strange and fierce, and it is impossible to defend against it.

"Master is in danger, please help!" Not far behind the two of them, Zhou Zhiruo and Juejue Shitai's disciple Jingxuan saw that Juejueshitai was at a disadvantage. They looked at each other, and they both understood each other's meaning. More than 30 people cheered and rushed up.

The actions of these people were not messy, and they basically followed the gossip directions precisely, and Zhang Wuji was gradually surrounded.

This is the background of the disciples of the Great School. Even though there is no second acquired strong among these Emei disciples, under the leadership of several first-class masters, Zhang Wuji still feels the pressure one after another.

"The wind is blowing, I'm retreating!" Zhang Wuji didn't want to fight, he forced Miejue Shitai back with three swords, and he didn't wait for the opponent's sword formation to close, he took advantage of an opening and dodged before drifting away.

"Chasing!" Miejue Shitai didn't expect that he would be crushed in the hands of a 20-year-old boy, and while he was shocked, his hatred couldn't help but get stronger.

She thought to herself that this kid's martial arts were mediocre the last time I saw him, but he has not improved so rapidly in the past few years, it must be because this kid has learned the Nine Yin Scriptures hidden in the Yitian Sword.

If I don't take back the Nine Yin Scriptures today, I'm afraid I will be no match for this kid in a few years.

Wouldn't it be more difficult to seize the Nine Yin Scriptures than ascend to the sky?
Zhang Wuji galloped vertically and horizontally, moving left and right with a sword in one hand.

Miejue Shitai pursued like a dog's skin plaster, if Zhang Wuji turned around and attacked, the opponent would fight for a while, and the Emei disciples behind him would surround him again.

Zhang Wuji had no choice but to continue running away.

The two sides just chased and fled for an hour, but they still couldn't get rid of each other, which made Zhang Wuji extremely annoyed.

He still has important things to do, but he doesn't have time to entangle with the old nun. He is thinking about how to get rid of this menopausal old woman.

Soon his eyes lit up and he had an idea.

Turn around and gallop away in one direction.

A quarter of an hour later, Zhang Wuji ran to a cliff, but he drove himself to a dead end.

"Boy, hand over what's hidden in the Yitian sword, and I'll leave you a whole body!" Miejue Shitai's voice was cold, but it was rare for him to say so many words.

"Hahaha!" Zhang Wuji looked up to the sky and laughed.

"The death of a man is lighter than a feather, and heavier than Mount Tai. How can I, Zeng Aniu, be threatened by you, even if I die, I will have no regrets."

After speaking, before everyone in Emei could react, they jumped off the cliff.

Everyone behind the Emei faction was stunned.

None of them expected that this seemingly cunning boy would have such a benevolent and righteous side, and they couldn't help feeling a sense of admiration in their hearts.

It's such a pity that such a handsome and unrestrained young man, who valued righteousness and despised life, was forced to death by his master.

Miejue Shitai's face was also a little unsightly, and his figure reached the edge of the cliff in a flash.

Looking around at the bottom of the cliff, there was a cloud and mist, but Zhang Wuji could no longer be seen.

Obviously, there is no chance of finding the whereabouts of the Nine Yin Scriptures.

"Let's go!" Miejue Shitai took a deep breath, his face soon became dull again, and with a wave of his hand, he turned and left with all the Emei disciples.

"Damn it, I've dumped this old nun, and I've been chasing her too hard!" Zhang Wuji let out a long breath of foul air while clinging to a vine under the cliff, his heart finally dropped.

"It's just right to go to Linggu to see the two monkeys."

With a certain idea, Zhang Wuji unleashed his lightness kung fu and flew towards the raised stone platform in the middle of the cliff.

(End of this chapter)