allonlinenovel Chapter 226 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 4
Chapter 226 The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber 4
Seeing that Zhang Wuji wanted to protect Wei Yixiao, Zhou Zhiruo also stepped forward and gently advised: "Master, we are a reputable and upright sect, why should we bother with this evil man?"
Nun Miejue hated evil the most, especially those from the Ming Cult, and she wished to kill them all.
When I heard my apprentice say this, I just wanted to slap her a few times.
"Look at your sister. Her body is still warm. How can you say such a thing?"
The corner of Nan Xi's mouth twitched. This little disciple was killed by Master Miejue herself. It was too unreasonable.
Zhou Zhiruo had the same thought, and she couldn't help showing some of it in her shock. Nun Miejue saw it and was so angry that she was shaking.
"You evil disciple, you actually spoke for an outsider. Go back and put yourself in solitary confinement for three years."
Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to persuade him anymore and retreated with grievance.
Nun Miejue picked up the sword and was about to strike Wei Yixiao with another sword, but Zhang Wuji finally took action.
His figure was like a flash of lightning, and his internal force surged, dissolving the sword. His body stood between Wei Yixiao and Master Miejue.
"Master, please show mercy!" Zhang Wuji looked directly at Master Miejue, revealing an unquestionable majesty.
Nun Miejue was stunned. She didn't expect Zhang Wuji to take action at this time, and his aura actually made her feel a little pressured.
She snorted coldly, the tip of the sword trembling slightly, "You want to stand up for him?"
Nun Miejue's voice was icy cold. If Zhang Wuji dared to say yes, she would kill both of them.
Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and said slowly: "Master, although Wei Fuwang's actions are evil, he has been injured today and has no power to resist. We in the martial arts world should win people over with virtue. Why should we kill him?"
When Nun Miejue heard this, a trace of anger flashed in her eyes: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head. Nun Miejue had a strong character and was not easy to convince, but he still insisted on his position.
"Master, please forgive me when you can. Let's just leave today's matter here, how about that?"
Just then, Song Yuanqiao seemed to have discovered something and he walked over excitedly.
"You...you are Wuji? You are Wuji's child?"
Zhang Wuji then bowed to the Wudang people and said, "Wuji greets the first uncle, the second uncle, the fourth uncle, the sixth uncle, and the seventh uncle."
He looked at Nan Xi again and chuckled, "Senior Brother Song!"
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Zhang Wuji with shining eyes, and she knew that this person was Zhang Wuji. They finally met again.
Wei Yixiao looked at Zhang Wuji deeply. Is this the grandson of that old villain Yin Tianzheng?
Seeing that everyone was busy recognizing their relatives, Wei Yixiao wanted to slip away in the chaos. He moved and rushed towards the window.
Nan Xi had been on guard against him for a long time. She threw a stone at him and Wei Yixiao fell to the ground.
The rage in Nun Miejue's heart was like a volcano about to erupt. She swung the sword in her hand, and the tip of the sword drew a graceful arc in the air.
Wherever the sword energy went, it not only stirred up a layer of dust, but also caused gravel to fly everywhere.
"Master, I'm sorry!"
Zhang Wuji shouted loudly, and the Nine Yang Divine Art in his body was energized to its full potential, and he pushed his palms forward fiercely.
A powerful internal force surged out like a tidal wave and rushed straight towards the sword energy of Master Miejue.
"boom!"
With a loud bang, Zhang Wuji's palm power and Nun Miejue's sword energy met in the air, bursting out with astonishing power.
Dust and rubble were blown everywhere by this force, and the entire ruined temple seemed to tremble under the impact of this force.
When Master Miejue felt the strength of Zhang Wuji's palm, she was also shocked. She did not expect that Zhang Wuji, at such a young age, could have such profound internal strength.
"Nine Yang Magic Skill! Then take another blow from me!"
Nun Miejue swung her sword again, the light on the Sword of Heavenly Conqueror was even brighter than before, and the sword energy was like a substance, pointing directly at Zhang Wuji.
Zhang Wuji did not dare to be negligent. Nun Miejue's swordsmanship had reached perfection. If he did not give it his all, today's matter would not be resolved peacefully.
He activated the Nine Yang Divine Art, and his palms flew like butterflies flying through flowers, heading towards the sword of Master Miejue.
The sword and palm collided, and a deafening roar sounded again in the ruined temple.
The internal forces of the two people collided in the air, forming air waves that spread in all directions.
Everyone present felt the pressure of this force and retreated away.
At this moment, Wei Yixiao jumped out from the dust, and while Zhang Wuji and Master Miejue were fighting, he quickly jumped onto the treetop and quickly disappeared from everyone's sight.
Although he was injured, he was still smart and seized the opportunity to escape.
Upon seeing this, Zhang Wuji and Master Miejue both stopped.
Nun Miejue snorted coldly and took back the Heavenly Sword: "You are lucky today. I will not let you off easily next time we meet!"
Zhang Wuji secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although he had fought with Master Miejue, he did not want to be her enemy.
Zhou Zhiruo walked up to Zhang Wuji and whispered, "Zhang Wuji, are you okay?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head. He looked at Zhou Zhiruo's concerned eyes, and a warm feeling surged in his heart: "I'm fine, Sister Zhiruo, thank you."
When Master Miejue saw Zhou Zhiruo chatting with Zhang Wuji, she felt even more upset and she roared angrily.
"Zhiruo, come back!"
Zhou Zhiruo didn't dare to stay any longer, so she quickly returned to Nun Miejue, but her eyes were still looking at Zhang Wuji with a shy look.
Nan Xi sighed inwardly, Song Qingshu, oh Song Qingshu, how blind must you be to not be able to see that Zhou Zhiruo is deeply in love with Zhang Wuji, and yet you still want to marry her, you are clearly courting death.
Nan Xi didn't feel unhappy when she saw Song Yuanqiao and the others surrounding Zhang Wuji and asking about his well-being. They were all adults and didn't lack love that much.
Just because he let Wei Yixiao go, people from other sects in the ruined temple started to have opinions about Zhang Wuji. Now they asked the Wudang people to recognize them as their relatives, and as a result, they also had prejudices against Wudang.
"I didn't expect that Wudang was actually in league with the evil Mingjiao. Can we still succeed in besieging Guangmingding?"
"Isn't Wudang a famous and upright sect? Why are you standing on the side of the Ming Cult?"
"Wudang is so disappointing. I wanted to become a disciple of Wudang, but I need to think about it carefully."
……
Nan Xi heard all these rumors. It was because of Zhang Wuji that Wudang's reputation was ruined during the siege of Guangmingding.
Nan Xi decided to have a good talk with her father.
Nan Xi spoke only after the two of them walked outside the dilapidated temple.
"Dad, outsiders say that Wudang is going to side with the Ming Cult. What do you think?"
Song Yuanqiao felt very conflicted at the moment. Zhang Wuji had a close relationship with the Ming Cult, and it was impossible for him to just watch the six major sects take action and not save them.
Take today’s incident for example, if Zhang Wuji had not taken action, Wei Yixiao would have been unable to escape. Now Wudang is in a dilemma.
Seeing that Song Yuanqiao didn't say anything, Nan Xi quickly offered some advice.
"Dad, I have a good idea."
"What's the idea?"
……
After discussing for a while, the two returned to the dilapidated temple. Song Yuanqiao took the water bag given by his son and made up his mind.
My son is right. If Wudang stands idly by, it will definitely affect its reputation. He will never allow anyone to slander Wudang or bring discredit to his master.