King Yin Ye was very grateful to the man for stopping him. If he had chosen to watch the fun, things would have been difficult to deal with next.
He knew his daughter's character. She would rather be beaten to death than say a soft word.
King Yin Ye turned to the man and said: Bat King, you are good at light work, so you can take this bastard back to Guangmingding.
Wei Yixiao quickly nodded and agreed: Okay, we are all family, and I, an old bat, am willing to serve.
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Nun Miejue, who had just experienced a fierce battle, could no longer pretend after seeing Zhang Wuji leave.
She was breathing heavily and her face turned frighteningly pale.
Many disciples of Emei quickly helped her aside.
After Master Miejue adjusted her breathing for a while, her complexion gradually recovered.
Looking at the sword beside her, she let out a long sigh.
It is really unbelievable that there is such a master in the world. He is so young but has the strength of a grandmaster.
If he is not eliminated, in time, this world will most likely belong to him.
Ding Minjun on the side hurriedly said: Master, you are worrying too much. Although the young man just now is powerful, he does not know the current situation. Right now, our six major sects have the advantage of time, place and people. If he chooses to stand on the side of the Ming Cult at this time, he will fight against the sky, the earth, and you with his own strength. No matter how powerful he is, I am afraid he will not be able to be arrogant for a few days.
Although you let him escape this time, we still killed hundreds of Ming Cult disciples.
The first battle was a great victory, which is a good sign.
"Ding Minjun's greatest strength is that she always says what Nun Miejue wants to hear most at the right time.
Although she is not as good as Zhou Zhiruo in understanding people's hearts, her ability to flatter is probably better than that of two Zhou Zhiruos.
After all, she has lived for decades, so she still has the ability to read people's expressions."
After hearing these words, Master Miejue nodded with satisfaction.
In the battle with the Ming Cult just now, we killed hundreds of them. It was a pretty good first battle.
If the leaders of other sects were also here, they would definitely not let the young man escape.
After seeing her master's complexion improve, Ding Minjun turned her gaze to Zhou Zhiruo.
For so many years, just by looking at this one look, Zhou Zhiruo knew that she was going to say something unpleasant again.
After looking at Zhou Zhiruo, Ding Minjun said to Master Miejue.
Master, did you feel that the young man named Zhang Xiaoyi seemed to be particularly caring towards Sister Zhiruo?
With that young man's ability, if he wanted to kill her, it would be easy. But you see, she is standing here just fine. I am puzzled about this. Could it be that they knew each other before?
After hearing what Ding Minjun said, Master Miejue indeed looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo just smiled helplessly and explained to Master Miejue.
Master, you saw it all just now. That young man didn't just show mercy to me. The same was true for Song Qingshu from Wudang. He had no intention of hurting anyone. I believe you have already seen this.
Before Nun Miejue could speak, Ding Minjun spoke again.
Everyone saw it just now. That man almost broke Song Qingshu's arm, but he was very gentle and kind to you. How do you explain this?
Zhou Zhiruo thought for a moment and said: Senior Sister, if you must ask for an explanation for this matter, I can only say that it may be because I am good-looking that he couldn't bear to pick the flowers.
you……
"Ding Minjun never thought that she, who was usually quiet, could actually say such words.
She can even say the word "picking flowers". This doesn't fit her usual personality, does it? "
Okay, both of you shut up, Nun Miejue interrupted their quarrel.
Now is the critical moment of the siege of Guangmingding. The next two or three days will be the key to whether the Ming Cult can be wiped out in one fell swoop. You two should save some energy to kill the enemy on the battlefield.
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Two hours later, Yin Yewang and Wei Yixiao returned to Guangmingding. After imprisoning Zhu'er, they hurried to find Yang Xiao.
After seeing these two people arrive, Yang Xiao's heart was relieved a little.
Yang Xiao quickly asked them: How is it, how many people from the six sects have come this time?
Wei Yixiao thought for a while and said: I didn't count the exact number, but there should be three to four thousand people. Yin Yewang also quickly added: It should be no less than three thousand five hundred people.
Moreover, these 3,500 people are all real martial artists. Their combat effectiveness is probably not lower than that of an army of 50,000 to 60,000 people. If you are willing to let Zhu Yuanzhang bring the troops back, it will not be a problem for us to defend Guangmingding.
Yang Xiao frowned helplessly and said: Zhu Yuanzhang cannot move now. The tens of thousands of soldiers under his command are confronting the Yuan soldiers. If he withdraws suddenly, he will most likely be annihilated.
Yin Yewang said helplessly: That's not going to be easy. Our Ming Cult is, after all, just a bigger gang. If we fight alone, none of the six sects can be our opponent. But if we combine the six sects, it's hard to say.
Yang Xiao thought for a moment and said: Pass the order down, let all the disciples of the Ming Cult withdraw and deploy them at the foot of the mountain. Also, immediately dismiss all the female members of the Ming Cult who do not know martial arts.
After receiving the order, Yin Yewang and Wei Yixiao left.
After walking out of the Ming Cult's main hall on Guangmingding, Wei Yixiao said to Yin Yewang: It seems that Yang Xiao is really going to fight to the death this time. The survival of the Ming Cult is only a matter of two or three days. You and I should get ready quickly.
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At night, Zhang Wuji had already arrived not far from Guangmingding.
With the last rays of sunset, he lit a bonfire and luckily shot a hare.
The delicious rabbit meat was sizzling on the campfire. A beautiful woman not far away smelled the aroma and came over.
The woman was very outgoing and familiar. She sat opposite Zhang Wuji and looked at the rabbit meat in front of her. Her stomach started to growl.
Zhang Wuji smiled and said: Are you hungry?
The woman nodded slightly: I am indeed a little hungry.
Looking at your face, I can tell that you are a generous person. Could you please give me half of this rabbit meat?
Zhang Wuji nodded and said: Okay, the most boring thing in the world is eating alone. Wait a moment until the rabbit meat is cooked more, and then we will finish it together.
Looking at the sizzling rabbit meat, the woman thought for a moment and asked: Sir, are you from the Six Sects?
Zhang Wuji shook his head: No.
The woman continued to ask: Are you an outer disciple of the Ming Cult?
Zhang Wuji still shook his head: Not really, I don’t belong to any sect, I am only loyal to myself.
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