Chapter 213 Diehard

After Master Miejue fell to the ground, she was helped up by her disciples and spat out two mouthfuls of blood. Only then did she feel the tightness in her chest ease a little. At this moment, even she couldn't help but feel shocked and frightened.

This young man in his early twenties in front of him has god-like swordsmanship and peerless boxing skills. Even his internal strength is rare in the world. Perhaps only the internal strength of Zhang Sanfeng can be compared with his.

Such a person, however, stands on the opposite side of the six major sects. The siege of Guangmingding by the six major sects is in danger!
She looked at Xin Zhen, but saw that Xin Zhen was also looking at her. She only heard Xin Zhen say: "Mie Xie, are you going to retreat or not?"

Miejue laughed bitterly and said, "You, Zhou Yan, have unparalleled martial arts skills. You can destroy our bodies if you want, but you can never destroy the aspirations of Emei! Where are the Emei disciples?"

"Emei disciples are here!"

Thirty or forty Emei disciples responded in unison.

Nun Miejue summoned up her spirits and shouted with all her might, "Emei disciples will die if they want to. There is no reason to retreat. Today, we will fight to the death!"

All the Emei disciples shouted with all their might, "Emei disciples, fight to the death! Never retreat! Fight to the death! Never retreat! Fight to the death! Never retreat!"

Xin Zhen saw that although most of the members of the Emei Sect were weak women, their heroic spirit of readying themselves to die bravely was no less than that of men. He thought that it was no coincidence that the Emei Sect was listed among the six major sects.

However, if they do not retreat from Emei today and wait for the six major sects to attack Guangmingding, firstly, the strength of the Ming Cult will inevitably be greatly damaged, and secondly, there will be too many variables and they may not be able to control it.

Therefore, we must force them to retreat today!

If they really don't retreat, we won't kill them, but if we break their legs, they won't be able to do anything.

Xin Zhen was about to step forward when he heard the sound of dozens of people approaching quickly. Xin Zhen looked and saw that they were dressed in Wudang costumes. The person in the lead was the eldest Wudang disciple Song Yuanqiao, followed by Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, Mo Shenggu, Zhang Wuji, and twenty to thirty other young disciples, but there was no sign of Song Qingshu.

Judging from their appearance, they seemed to have experienced several big battles. Mo Shenggu's face was a little pale, and he must have been seriously injured.

Song Yuanqiao was quite surprised to see Xin Zhen. He first clasped his fists with Xin Zhen and said, "Brother Zhou Yan, why are you here?"

He saw Nun Miejue from the corner of his eye. His clothes on her chest were stained with blood and her face was a little pale. He was immediately surprised and asked, "Nun Miejue, who hurt you?"

Song Yuanqiao suddenly realized something and immediately looked at Xin Zhen.

Xin Zhen smiled and nodded, "I advised Nun Miejue to take her disciples back to Mount Emei, but she refused to do so even if she died. I made her understand that if she didn't retreat, the Emei Sect would be in danger of collapse."

Song Yuanqiao looked at Xin Zhen solemnly and said, "Brother Zhou Yan, I remember that you are not from the Ming Cult. Why are you getting involved in this mess?"

Facing the Wudang Sect, Xin Zhen patiently explained the truth again, and Yin Liting added some information about Master Miejue's attitude.

Song Yuanqiao frowned.

Zhang Songxi and Xin Zhen bowed and said, "Brother Zhou Yan, what you said is of course reasonable, but it is also true that the Ming Cult is evil.

Let’s not even mention how much evil the ordinary members of the Ming Cult have done, let’s just talk about the high-ranking members of the Ming Cult, the Golden Lion King Xie Xun, who has been wreaking havoc for many years, and countless heroes have died at his hands.

The Green-Winged Bat King Wei Yixiao loves to suck human blood, and countless people have died at his mouth.

The White-browed Eagle King was cruel and bloodthirsty, and his Sky Eagle Cult had committed many evil deeds.

It is true that there were heroes who fought against the Yuan Dynasty in the Ming Cult and the Tianying Cult, but these two sects also became hotbeds of evil.

Sometimes, the number of Han people killed by the Tartar soldiers is not even greater than that of the Ming Cult. Brother Zhou Yan, I know your father has a close relationship with the Ming Cult, but your father is your father and you are you. You have a bright future, and there is no need to get involved with these people of the Ming Cult. "

Xin Zhen shook his head and said, "There are different levels of morality. The hatred between the six major sects and the Ming Cult can only be regarded as a family feud. In front of the national hatred, it needs to be put aside.

Under the oppression of the Mongols, the people have long been living in misery. Now the world is in chaos, and someone must come out to clean up the situation as soon as possible.

Otherwise, in the chaos, the death toll would not be hundreds or thousands, but tens or even millions, or even nine out of ten houses would be empty.

Among the anti-Yuan righteous armies in the world today, the righteous army led by the Ming Cult is the real backbone. If the Ming Cult falls at this moment, the Yuan court will have a chance to catch its breath, and the situation will become even worse. "

After Xin Zhen said this, Song Yuanqiao and others all nodded, obviously agreeing with Xin Zhen's opinion.

Song Yuanqiao whispered: "Wudang actually doesn't want to participate in this battle, but people in the martial arts world have no choice."

Xin Zhen sighed. He knew very well what Wudang was thinking. The six major sects were known to be of the same blood. If the other five sects all went to fight against demons and defend the way of justice, how could you, Wudang, not go and still have the nerve to call yourself a famous and upright sect?

Song Yuanqiao said: "Master Miejue has a deep hatred for the Ming Cult. She would rather die than go. Brother Zhou Yan, you can't stop her.

Even though we are here today, it is impossible for us to let you kill Nun Miejue and destroy the Emei Sect."

Xin Zhen glanced at Nun Miejue, who snorted coldly.

Xin Zhen frowned and thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "I'll wait for you at Guangmingding."

Song Yuanqiao and Xin Zhen bowed and said, "Thank you, brother Zhou Yan, for your help."

Xin Zhen waved his hand and left with Zhou Zhiruo.

Song Yuanqiao went to find Nun Miejue and offered her medicine, but Nun Miejue refused coldly, saying, "Emei Sect cannot afford the gift from Wudang Sect. Goodbye, let's go!"

Having said that, he turned around and left, and the Emei disciples quickly followed.

Song Yuanqiao felt helpless.

Master Miejue seemed to be unhappy about the friendly relationship between Wudang Sect and Zhou Yan, but there was nothing that could be done about it. Zhou Yan had been very kind to Wudang Sect, so how could Wudang Sect go to war with him?

However, Master Miejue was not grateful to the Wudang Sect for protecting Emei. Instead, she blamed the Wudang Sect. This was repaying kindness with ingratitude.

Song Yuanqiao was well-mannered and did not make any sarcastic remarks. He allowed Nun Miejue and her group to leave. However, Mo Shenggu said indignantly, "This Nun Miejue really doesn't know what's good for him..."

Song Yuanqiao coughed and said, "Shenggu."

Mo Shenggu closed his mouth, but his expression was not very happy.

However, Xin Zhen and Zhou Zhiruo went directly to Guangmingding. Zhou Zhiruo said, "Brother Xin, why don't we stop the other sects?"

Xin Zhen shook his head and said, "No, let's go to Guangmingding and wait for them. The hatred between them is too deep. If we don't let them kill each other, no one will be convinced. We just need to keep the Mingjiao leaders alive. Anyway, they are not the ones who are fighting against the Yuan Dynasty. As long as this flag falls, it will not affect the overall situation.

If we continue to obstruct the other major sects, we will probably become mortal enemies with the six major sects, and we will have no choice but to join the Ming Cult."

(End of this chapter)