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Although Zhu Yuyan has mastered the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique, her total amount of infuriating energy has not actually changed.

I just switched between Dao Sect and Demon Sect Qi a few times.

On the contrary, it was Huanwan. In order for her to compete with Zhu Yuyan, Chu Feng gave her part of the true energy obtained from Shi Zhixuan.

Nowadays, the martial arts of Hanwan and Zhu Yuyan, who also practice the Dao Heart Demon Planting Technique, are almost the same.

The two of them quickly came out of seclusion and relied on their tyrannical martial arts to gather all the Demon Sect disciples in Yanjing.

Then the disciples of Shaolin, Emei, Kongtong, Kunlun and other major sects were released.

Outside Yanjing City, everyone thanked Chu Feng.

Master Kong Wen, Abbot of Shaolin, said: "The various sects of the Ming Dynasty were originally enemies of Mr. Chu, but Mr. Chu responded with kindness and came to his rescue. The hatred between the two sides has been wiped out. From now on, we will not participate in the dispute between the Song and Ming Dynasties."

Everyone said yes together.

Chapter 172 Zhou Zhiruo is in trouble

Chu Feng told everyone about Miejie Shitai.

Let Zhou Zhiruo become the leader and give her the leader's iron ring.

The Emei group of disciples burst into tears, and the rest of them were also sad.

After the various sects dispersed, Chu Feng followed the disciples of the Emei sect from a distance.

There are only one or two masters left from each of the other sects, but none of the Emei sect is left.

If Chu Feng doesn't care, the Emei Sect will either be destroyed or dispersed.

Therefore, Chu Feng planned to secretly teach Zhou Zhiruo some advanced martial arts, and at the same time subdue the Emei sect, so that he could cooperate internally and externally when he conquered the Ming Dynasty in the future.

Late at night, in the suburbs.

Chu Feng heard the faint sound of a woman arguing, so he used Qinggong to go over and have a look.

I only heard a woman say: "You are the youngest disciple of our sect. In terms of qualifications and martial arts, it is not your turn to be the leader of our sect."

Chu Feng recognized Ding Minjun's voice. He walked a few feet away and then stopped.

At this time, the starlight was dim and hazy.

Gazing attentively, he saw clearly that there were men and women, all disciples of the Emei sect.

Except for Ding Minjun, all the other major disciples under Master Miejie were present.

The person on the left, with a slender figure and a green skirt trailing to the ground, is Zhou Zhiruo.

Ding Minjun's words were extremely serious, and he kept saying: "Tell me, tell me...why did master let you inherit the position of head?"

Chu Feng raised his eyebrows.

Unexpectedly, before the foreign enemies arrived, Emei itself started fighting among itself.

Zhou Zhiruo said slowly: "What Senior Sister Ding said is that I am the youngest disciple of our sect. Regardless of her qualifications, martial arts, talents, and moral character, none of them are qualified to be the leader of our sect. But she is the master after all. My little sister dare not live up to my fate."

Jingxuan, the great disciple of Emei, said: "Master is wise. He has appointed Junior Sister Zhou to succeed him as the leader. He must have deep intentions. We have received the great grace of being cultivated by Master. We should abide by her legacy and work together to assist Junior Sister Zhou and honor the martial virtues of our sect. .”

Ding Minjun sneered and said: "It's hard to say whether this is Master's death. Maybe it was made up by Chu Feng himself. Junior sister, I want to ask you, why does Chu Feng look at you differently? Do you have an affair with him? ?”

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Senior Sister Ding, if you are not convinced that my little sister will take over as the leader, you can speak clearly. Why do you need to say such words, this...this..."

At this point, my voice choked up and I couldn't speak any more.

Ding Minjun sneered and said: "You want to be the leader of our sect, but you are not yet recognized by your fellow sects, and your identity is unknown, so you want to dominate."

"I would like to ask: since you have become the leader, you should return to Emei immediately. After the death of the master, the affairs of our sect are numerous and need to be handled by the leader. Now you are alone and want to return to Yanjing, but you are Why?"

Chu Feng frowned slightly.

Zhou Zhi wants to return to Yanjing?

Just listen to Zhou Zhiruo say: "The Emei Sect has lost its master, and only the disciples of our generation are left. Unlike the Shaolin sects, which still have masters in charge, the younger sister wants to return to Yanjing, find the masters of the right way, and ask them to come forward to protect her. Live in our Emei sect.”

Ding Minjun said loudly: "Do you think I don't know what you are thinking? You want to find Chu Feng, offer yourself, let him support you, and secure your position as the head of the Emei Sect! In the future, this Emei Sect may have a surname It’s clear.”

Most of the disciples in the Emei Sect originally planned to follow their master's orders and make Zhou Zhiruo their leader.

But after listening to Ding Minjun's aggressive words and his reasonable words, they all thought: "There are too many grievances between the Ming and Song Dynasties. If Junior Sister Zhou really relies on Chu Feng, what should we do?"

Ding Minjun said again: "Senior brothers and sisters, although the master has his last words, he ordered Junior Sister Zhou to take over as the leader, but she never expected that after her death, her body was still cold, and the leader of our sect immediately went to find the Ming Dynasty leader. The great enemy of the country talks about personal affairs."

"This matter is closely related to the survival of our sect. If my master knew what happened tonight, she would definitely choose another leader. Master's legacy is to make our sect prosperous and prosperous, and it is definitely not to want this sect to be destroyed at the hands of the Demon Cult. .”

"In my opinion, we must inherit the legacy of our ancestors. Please ask Junior Sister Zhou to hand over the iron ring of the leader. We will nominate another senior sister who has both political integrity and talent, and is a good example of martial arts to be the leader of our sect. "

After she said these few words, six or seven people from the same sect agreed with her.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "I was ordered by my ancestor to take over as the leader of our sect. I must not hand over this iron ring. I really don't want to be the leader, but I must not... I must not fail her old man's trust."

Ding Minjun said sternly: "You have to hand over this master's iron ring today if you don't want to!"

Suddenly there were several coughs outside the wall, and a clear female voice said: "What are you Emei faction doing sneaking around here in the dark night?"

A sound of wind blew through the air, and there was one more person outside the crowd.

Chu Feng could clearly see that what was coming was a rickety old woman holding a cane.

Ding Minjun seemed to have seen this person before and asked coldly: "Grandma Jinhua, what are you doing here?"

Granny Jinhua asked, "Where is your master?"

Ding Minjun said: "My master has passed away, yet you have been listening for so long and yet you come and ask questions knowingly."

Grandma Jinhua lost her voice and said: "Ah, Master Miejie has passed away! How did she die? Why didn't you wait to see me again? Alas, alas, it's a pity, it's a pity..."

Unable to say any more words, he bent over and kept coughing.

Granny Jinhua coughed for a while, breathed a long sigh of relief, and said slowly: "I have only lost once in my life to your master. Now that I have accomplished my magic, come over and fight your master again. Who knows what she is doing?" He is already dead. Alas! It is destined that Granny Jinhua will never be able to avenge her shame in her life."

Ding Minjun said: "If my master is still alive at this moment, you will only lose one more battle, and you will be completely defeated..."

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound all around.

Ding Minjun was dizzy and almost fell down. Granny Jinhua had slapped her face four times in a row from left to right.

Even though the old woman was sick and coughing constantly, she was unexpectedly quick and unparalleled in her attack, and her technique was extremely weird.

These four palm strikes left Ding Minjun with no room to resist or dodge.

She and Ding Minjun were two feet away from each other, but they immediately moved closer, slapped each other four times and then backed away, acting like ghosts.

Ding Minjun was shocked and angry, and immediately drew out his sword, rushed forward, and pointed it at Granny Jinhua.

However, the opponent's martial arts skills were extremely high, and the tip of the long sword in Min Jun's hand was only three feet away from her chest, so she did not dare to stab her.

Grandma Jinhua sighed and talked to herself.

"Master Miejie, you were a lifelong hero and an outstanding figure in the martial arts world of the Ming Dynasty. Once you die, there will be no decent person among the disciples to take over the sect."

Master Jingxuan took a step forward, clasped her hands and said, "Jingxuan, a poor nun, is here to see my mother-in-law. When our late master passed away, we ordered that Junior Sister Zhou Zhiruo take over as the leader. However, there are still some fellow sect members in this sect who have not yet accepted."

"Since my master has passed away, it is difficult for my mother-in-law to fulfill her wish. Most of them are like this. What can I say? The leader of our sect has not yet been decided, so we cannot make any appointment with my mother-in-law. But Emei is a major martial arts sect, and we must not fall into the trap of our master. Prestige.”

"If my mother-in-law has any instructions, I will ask for your instructions. In the future, the head of our sect will make a deal with you according to the rules of the martial arts. But if my mother-in-law relies on her predecessors and uses force to bully others, even though the Emei sect is suffering from the loss of its master, it can only make peace with you." You fight to the end, your blood splashes in the deserted garden, and you will die."

These words were eloquent, neither arrogant nor humble, and even Chu Feng secretly applauded.

But it is precisely because she is so capable that she cannot be allowed to be the leader.

Otherwise it will be difficult to control.

Granny Jinhua's eyes flashed brightly and she said: "It turns out that when our respected master passed away, he had already passed down his will and decided on the successor leader. That's great. Who is it? Please come and see him."

His tone was much more polite than when he spoke to Ding Minjun.

Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward to salute her, and said, "Mother-in-law is blessed! Zhou Zhiruo, the fourth-generation head of the Emei Sect, wishes my mother-in-law well."

Ding Minjun said loudly: "I'm not ashamed, I proclaim myself the fourth generation leader of our sect."

Grandma Jinhua gave her a cold look, "I'm talking to the leader of your faction, when will it be your turn to interrupt?"

He swung his right hand and slapped Ding Minjun on the left cheek, then slapped her on the right cheek with his backhand. Then he hit her left cheek and her right cheek.

These four palms have distinct sections and everyone can see them clearly.

But Ding Minjun's whole body was enveloped by a strong force, and his limbs were completely unable to move. He was hit by four palms on the cheek, and he was completely unable to parry.

Finally, Grandma Jinhua didn't use her strength in her palm, so she wasn't seriously injured.

Ding Minjun was so angry that he almost fainted.

Chapter 173 Sir, Zhiruo is scared...

Suddenly Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward, drew out her long sword, stood in front of Ding Minjun, and said to Granny Jinhua:

"Mother-in-law, just now I, Senior Sister Jingxuan, have made it clear that although my fellow sect members are not as skilled as my mother-in-law in martial arts, they do not tolerate her wanton bullying."

Granny Jinhua laughed and said, "This woman surnamed Ding has sharp teeth and keeps refusing to accept you as the head of the sect. Are you going to replace her?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "The affairs of our school have nothing to do with outsiders. Since the young girl was ordered by her predecessor, although her skills are low, she will not allow outsiders to insult the members of this school."

Grandma Jinhua laughed and said: "Master Jiejie is not too blind. Although your little master is weak in martial arts, he has a strong personality. Well, not bad, not bad. Those who are weak in martial arts can practice well. Jiangshan Yi It’s hard to change one’s nature.”

In fact, Zhou Zhiruo was already scared to death at this moment, but as the leader, he could only bite the bullet and stand unyielding.

All the Emei sects originally looked down on Zhou Zhiruo, but now they saw that she stepped forward to protect Ding Minjun regardless of personal suspicions, and did not lose the prestige of the sect in the face of a powerful enemy. They all felt admiration in their hearts.

Jingxuan swung his long sword and whistled several times.

The Emei group of disciples quickly dispersed, each with their own weapons, and they all guarded Zhou Zhiruo.

Granny Jinhua coughed a few times and said, "You want to rely on more to win? Hehe, in front of Granny Jinhua, what difference does it make if there are ten times more?"

Suddenly her body swayed and she was bullied in front of Jingxuan. Two fingers were inserted into her mouth and she dug into her eyes.

Jingxuan hurriedly slashed her arms with his sword, only to hear a muffled groan of "Hey", and a fellow junior sister fell beside her.

Grandma Jinhua attacked Jingxuan clearly, but her left foot hit the acupoint on the waist of a female Emei disciple.

But I could see her figure turning around, her big sleeves flying, and occasionally she could make a few coughing sounds.

The Emei clan's swords all came out, but none of them could hit her clothes. However, seven male and female disciples were hit in their acupoints and fell to the ground.

Her acupuncture technique was extremely weird, and those who were hit screamed loudly.

The screams came one after another, and I was frightened to hear them.

Grandma Jinhua clapped her hands and asked with a smile: "Miss Zhou, how does your Emei sect's martial arts compare to Grandma Jinhua?"

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Of course the martial arts of this school are higher than my mother-in-law's. Back then, my mother-in-law was defeated by the sword of my predecessor, have you forgotten?"

Granny Jinhua smiled and said, "Okay, okay, okay!"

He only said three words "good", and suddenly both palms came out, one palm pressed to Zhou Zhiruo's chest and the other to her back, trying to grasp her two key points.

Zhou Zhiruo straightened up her sword and stabbed directly into Granny Jinhua's chest.

This move "Golden-crested Buddha. Light" is the direct inheritance of the Emei School's swordsmanship.

Granny Jinhua curled her lips in disdain.

This technique is considered powerful when used against ordinary warriors, but not enough against her.

Just as he was thinking about it, Zhou Zhiruo's sword suddenly heard a scream.

This sword actually contains extremely strong energy.

Granny Jinhua was immediately surprised.

She could see clearly just now that the young leader opposite was not very good at martial arts, only at the fifth or sixth level at most, so why was this sword so good?

Just looking at his inner strength, he might have reached the level of a ninth-grade master.

If Grandma Jinhua hadn't been preconceived and underestimated the enemy, she wouldn't have been able to do this.

It's just that this move was too unexpected. Even though her martial arts skills were high, she was caught off guard.

He hurriedly rolled on the ground and began to dodge, but his left sleeve was gently carried by the sword, and a large piece was immediately cut off.

Grandma Jinhua was so frightened and angry that she bullied her again.

Zhou Zhiruo quickly struck out with another sword.