Snap! Snap...
Li Huan slapped Abbess Miejue ten times hard across the face!
With Abbess Miejue's martial arts skills, she couldn't even dodge a single slap!
This is enough to prove that compared to Li Huan, Abbess Miejue's fighting power is nothing.
After Li Huan finished hitting the target, he took a few steps back and said loudly.
"Abbess Miejue blamed Yang Xiao for Gu Hongzi's death, completely slandering him! That's why I punished Abbess Miejue by slapping her ten times!"
None of the Emei Sect disciples dared to protest.
The leaders of other sects also remained silent.
Abbess Miejue's cheeks were swollen and red, blood was flowing from her mouth and nose, and she was dizzy and almost collapsed.
"Master!" Zhou Zhiruo quickly helped Abbess Miejue up.
Li Huan deliberately asked, "Old nun, what grudge do you still have against Yang Xiao?"
Abbess Miejue took a deep breath and said bitterly, "Yang Xiao is despicable and shameless, he killed my beloved disciple Ji Xiaofu!"
Li Huan said sternly, "Think carefully before you answer, or I'll slap you thirty times!"
Abbess Miejue raised her head: "That's right! Yang Xiao killed Ji Xiaofu!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Buhui stood up abruptly.
"You old scoundrel! My mother died at your hands, don't try to frame my father!"
Instantly, Yin Liting of the Wudang Sect's expression changed drastically. He stepped forward and stared blankly at Yang Buhui.
"Xiao...Xiao Fu, you...you're not dead?"
Li Huan burst out laughing.
This "lovestruck" Yin Liting probably got too engrossed in reading martial arts manuals, which caused him to become nearsighted.
Yang Buhui had already shown herself, and Yin Liting only noticed her at this moment.
"I am not Ji Xiaofu!" Yang Buhui reminded her, "I am her daughter!"
Yin Liting suddenly realized what was happening and hurriedly asked, "You just said that Xiaofu died at the hands of Abbess Miejue?"
Before Yang Buhui could answer, Li Huan spoke loudly.
"Four years ago in Butterfly Valley, Abbess Miejue ordered Ji Xiaofu to kill Yang Xiao. Ji Xiaofu refused to obey, and Abbess Miejue flew into a rage, smashing Ji Xiaofu's skull with a single palm strike!"
"Furthermore, Abbess Miejue ordered Ding Minjun to stab Yang Buhui to death to prevent any future trouble! Fortunately, Yang Buhui was hiding in the bushes and escaped death!"
The scene erupted in uproar.
Yang Buhui, tears streaming down his face, pointed at Abbess Miejue and angrily rebuked her.
"That old scoundrel is ruthless! He killed my mother! Uncle Yin, instead of avenging my mother, you want to kill my father! This is outrageous!"
Yin Liting looked at Abbess Miejue: "Abbess, is this really true?"
Abbess Miejue wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said proudly.
"Ji Xiaofu and Yang Xiao were in love, but she would rather betray her sect than kill Yang Xiao. This shameless disciple has disgraced the Emei Sect!"
"Seeing that Ji Xiaofu was still obsessed and refused to see the light, I had no choice but to kill her with one blow and clean house!"
"For the past four years, I have kept the truth from the public in order to save Yin Liuxia's reputation!"
Yin Liting's face was ashen, his fists clenched, and he muttered to himself.
"I don't believe it... I don't believe it... You must be lying to me..."
Li Huan said, "Yang Buhui witnessed Ji Xiaofu's death with his own eyes, and Abbess Miejue has already admitted it. You still don't believe it. What a fool you are!"
Then, Li Huan loudly asked Yang Buhui.
"Tell Yin Liting, why is your name—Bu Hui?"
Yang Buhui immediately replied, "My mother said she will never regret what happened between her and my father!"
"No regrets! No regrets..."
Yin Liting's eyes were filled with shock, disappointment, and grief. He involuntarily stepped back, staggered, and slipped on the snow, looking utterly lost and dejected.
Snap!
Abbess Miejue received another resounding slap!
Li Huan's movements were extremely fast, as swift as lightning, and incredibly powerful.
Unable to dodge, Abbess Miejue hastily used her internal energy to resist, in order to prevent being knocked unconscious by Li Huan.
Snap! Snap...
True to his word, Li Huan slapped Abbess Miejue thirty times in a row, creating a truly spectacular scene.
puff……
Abbess Miejue coughed up blood, her cheeks were swollen and red like peaches, and two of her back molars were knocked out.
"Old nun, this is the consequence of arrogance and not telling the truth!"
"I'll ask you one more time: have you always loved Yang Xiao and found it hard to let go of him?"
Abbess Miejue's arrogance vanished, but she remained stubborn, gritting her teeth and refusing to answer.
Li Huan said, "If you don't speak, it's the same as admitting it! No wonder you beat Ji Xiaofu to death; you clearly harbored resentment towards her! Because she was having an affair with Yang Xiao and even had a daughter with him!"
Abbess Miejue's eyebrows furrowed, and her right hand, holding the whisk, trembled uncontrollably.
Li Huan's words were like a sharp dagger, piercing the heart of Abbess Miejue and causing pain to the depths of her soul.
"Old nun, what grudge do you still have against the Ming Cult?"
Li Huan questioned, looking directly into Abbess Miejue's eyes.
Abbess Miejue sighed and said, "My disciple Jingxu was kidnapped by Wei Yixiao, who drained her blood and killed her tragically! I swear I will not rest until I avenge this!"
Li Huan said, "The Emei Sect came to Bright Peak to besiege the Ming Cult, and there must have been casualties! You only lost one disciple, but the Ming Cult lost thousands of followers! If they really want revenge, shouldn't the Ming Cult kill all the disciples of the Emei Sect to vent their hatred?"
Abbess Miejue was stunned and choked.
Wei Yixiao shouted, "Old nun, if you hadn't come to Bright Peak to attack the Ming Cult, I wouldn't have killed your disciple. The Ming Cult isn't a docile little lamb; how can we allow you to slaughter them at will?"
Li Huan said, "Wei Yixiao, you call yourself the 'Green-Winged Bat King,' do you think that's something to be proud of? From this day forward, if you continue to drink human blood and kill innocent people, I will cripple your martial arts and cut off your hands and feet!"
Li Huan's serious tone and piercing gaze made Wei Yixiao's heart tremble slightly.
He hurriedly explained, "Young Master Li, you don't know this, but when I was practicing the 'Frosty Palm'..."
"You made a mistake while practicing the Frost Palm technique, which caused your meridians to be filled with cold poison. You must drink human blood to resist the onset of the cold poison, otherwise the blood in your entire body will freeze into ice!"
After listening to Li Huan's words, Wei Yixiao nodded repeatedly.
"Yes, I had no choice but to drink human blood... If I stopped, my life would be in danger!"
Li Huan said, "Don't worry, using the Nine Yang Divine Skill can remove the cold poison from your meridians!"
"Nine Yang Divine Skill?" Wei Yixiao's eyes lit up instantly. "Could it be that Young Hero Li is proficient in the Nine Yang Divine Skill?"
Li Huan smiled calmly: "I only know a little bit about it, but there is a young hero here who is proficient in the Nine Yang Divine Skill. You can ask him to help you remove the cold poison later."
Wei Yixiao hurriedly asked, "Which young hero are you?"
Li Huan said, "What's the rush? Let's deal with the matters between the six major sects and the Ming Cult first."
At this moment, Zhang Wuji stopped chewing the "curry beef" in his mouth and looked at Li Huan in surprise.
Strange, how did Young Master Li know that I am proficient in the Nine Yang Divine Skill?
Li Huan then asked Abbess Miejue, "Old nun, what grudge do you still have against the Ming Cult?"
Abbess Miejue shook her head.
Li Huan said, "Do you think you are qualified to take back the Heaven-Reliant Sword?"
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