Infinite Myth Counterattack

Chapter 742
"Clang clang..."

Without anyone's instructions, the three hundred female swordsmen rushed to the scene, drew their swords out of their sheaths, and quickly surrounded the Emei faction with a flash of their figures.

And seeing the speed of movement of those female swordsmen, from Miejue Shitai to Emei disciples, all of them have beautiful faces... Okay!Master Miejue has no pretty face, the faces of his disciples turn pale, and Master Miejue's face turns pale when he is too old.

Where did these people come from?Looking at the physical skills of these hundreds of women, all of them are above her in martial arts, but judging from their appearance, it is clear that they are only the lowest level.

Even the little minions have the martial arts cultivation of the head of a school. What kind of terrifying force is this?With such power, it is more than enough to sweep the world.

The Ming Cult member was silent at this time, standing there leading the horse, not daring to ask anything, not daring to say anything.

A big fat hand patted on his shoulder, causing him to tremble uncontrollably. He turned his head weakly, and saw a strange short-haired fat man looking at him with a smile that was not a smile. shake.

Fatty Wang patted him on the shoulder again, and said with a smile: "Relax, don't be so nervous, we are friends rather than enemies, why are you so nervous?"

The man forced a smile and said: "Yes, I can see it, hehe, I'm just intimidated by your demeanor, that's why... I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, hehe..."

"Puchi"

Seeing this guy's forced composure, Xiao Huangrong, Ajiu, Azhu and the girls couldn't help laughing out, even the corners of Xiao Longnv's mouth, who had always been as cold as a fairy, curved into an arc.

These girls are all the daughters of destiny in one world, and they are all beauties that are rare to see. When they smile, they are like a hundred flowers blooming, and the earth is returning to spring.

Hu Bayi slapped him on the back of the head with a broken smile, and said: "The eyeballs will fall out when you look at it again. You should be sending a letter to the Skyhawk Sect, right? Why don't you hurry up and join in the fun? This Can you join in the fun?"

"Cough, cough..." The man coughed a few times to cover up his embarrassment, nodded repeatedly, and said, "Yes, yes, what brother said is very true, then I will take my leave now."

"Wait." Chongzhen suddenly stopped him, the man hurriedly stopped and looked at Chongzhen respectfully, because he could see that this person seemed to be the leader of this group.

Chongzhen asked gently: "Dare to ask this brother, is the master of the Fengyang sub-altar of your religion on the top of the light?"

The man's eyes lit up, and he said: "The master of the vermilion altar is at the top of the light, and the person below is the person from the Fengyang altar. This... sir, is he old with our altar master?"

Chongzhen said with a smile: "It's not about old age, it's about relatives. My seat is Zhu Youjian."

When the man heard that Chongzhen claimed to be the seat, he suddenly became confused, and when he heard his registration number, saying that he was a relative of the altar master, he couldn't help but said happily: "So that's the case, you are really my family, could it be that you know that my Mingjiao has something to offer?" Difficult, are you here to help?"

Chongzhen nodded and said: "It can be said that, that's enough, you go now! Follow your altar master Zhu well, and you will benefit from it in the future."

"Thank you sir for your reminder, I will take my leave." The man clasped his fists and expressed his thanks, then got on his horse and left.

Miejue Shitai over there also heard the conversation between Chongzhen and that person, and her heart gradually sank. She looked at Zhou Zhiruo who walked in front of her, her face sank just like her heart.

Zhou Zhiruo clasped her fists and bowed, "Zhiruo pays homage to Master."

Since she approached, Zhang Wuji's eyes have been cast on her face, he felt that she was very familiar, he must have seen her before, when he heard her speak, his eyes widened suddenly, and scenes of the past came to mind.

He finally remembered that she was the little boatman girl Zhou Zhiruo whom he had met by the Han River a few years ago.

Tai Shifu clearly took her to Wudang Mountain, but why did he throw her into Emei's sect?Zhang Wuji's chest felt hot, and he wanted to inquire about Zhang Sanfeng's recent situation.

But after thinking about it, Zhang Wuji is already dead in the hearts of the world, I am just a country bumpkin now, I am the ugly Zeng Aniu, if I can't bear it, there will be endless disasters in the future.

I must not reveal my identity, so as not to harm my adoptive father and cause my parents to die in vain. Even if I want to recognize each other, it should only be when no one else is present.

Thinking of this, Zhang Wuji forcibly suppressed the urge to recognize each other, and just looked at her with concern.

Miejue Shitai looked at Zhou Zhiruo with a gloomy expression, and shouted angrily: "You bastard, you kept quiet, went down the mountain without leaving a word, and got mixed up with these demons and heretics, do you still see me as a master in your eyes?"

The more he talked, the more angry he became, and he raised his hand to slap her. With Zhou Zhiruo's current martial arts, how could she beat her at all?

But Zhou Zhiruo didn't dodge, let alone resist, she just shrank her neck, closed her eyes tightly, and waited for the slap, looking weak and pitiful, Zhang Wuji's heart rose.

However, Zhou Zhiruo was willing to take this slap, but the others were unwilling to let her take it. They only heard Xiao Huangrong shouted coquettishly when Juejue raised her hand: "You dare, old thief."

Master Miejue gave a big hand, then became even more furious, and shouted: "I teach my disciples, why don't you dare?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Xiao Huangrong immediately said: "Father, if she dares to slap her, you can use the supernatural power of snapping fingers to disable one of her arms, so that she can no longer hold the Yitian Sword."

When Huang Yaoshi heard this, without saying a word, he flicked his fingers towards Miejue Shitai's side.

"Wh... bang."

With the sound of an explosion, all the disciples around Miejue Shitai were startled, but they saw a hole half a foot wide created by Huang Yaoshi's finger at her feet. If it hit someone, it would take an arm was blown off.

Miejue Shitai raised his hand, his face turned blue and red, it didn't matter if the slap fell, or it didn't matter if it didn't fall, it could be described as a dilemma.

Zhou Zhiruo sighed quietly, and said, "Sister Rong'er, Master has shown me the grace of nurturing and teaching me. What I'm doing now is like betraying my master. It is right for Master to teach me a lesson. Please be merciful, Uncle Huang." .”

After finishing speaking, he looked at Juejue, and said, "Master, this disciple is unworthy and has failed your old man's expectations, so hit him! Disciple will never teach them to hurt you."

Miejue Shitai got a step, sighed, put down his hand, and said in a heartbroken way: "Zhiruo, what happened to you in the past half a year? Why did you hang out with these dubious people?"

Zhou Zhiruo frowned and said, "Master, they are not some dubious people, but a group of righteous men who want to overthrow the rule of the Tartars and restore the country of the Han people."

"Hmph..." Miejue Shitai snorted coldly: "It's the devil's sect again. They talk about fighting against the Tartars, but they actually use it as an excuse to cause trouble in the world. As a teacher, I have already seen through these demons and heretics. You haven't seen it before. The world must have been deceived by them."

Fatty Wang scratched his head, and said to the others: "Hey, I don't understand. Is this old hag out of her mind? Or something out of her mind? Or something out of her mind?"

"If any one of our three hundred girls came out, it would be enough to destroy her Emei faction, let alone three hundred of them would surround them."

"With the current situation, only sister Zhiruo can keep her Emei lineage, but the premise is that sister Zhiruo is our own."

"If this old hag spends all her time trying to tell sister Zhiruo to 'change her mind' and stop being with us, won't she be afraid that we will destroy them in a fit of anger?"

"Please tell me, all of you, what is this old witch thinking? Could it be that she is bored with life? But she is bored with life herself, so she has to think about it for her disciples, right?"

"..."

There was silence in the arena, Chongzhen and others felt as if a bunch of crows were flying over their heads, and everyone, including the Emei disciples, became very strange when they looked at Miejue Shitai.

The three hundred female swordsmen blushed one by one, holding back their laughter. They said, we are professionally trained, no matter how funny we are, we won't laugh unless we can't help it.

But what the Emei disciples are thinking now is that there is nothing wrong with that fat man's words!The current situation seems to be that people are for the sword and I am for the fish. Whether they live or die depends on Junior Sister Zhou. Master, you old man has been irritating each other all the time, is it really okay?

Master Miejue was too ashamed and angry to die, but he didn't dare to speak again. Today, he lost all face.

She is also worthy of the title of extermination, she is indeed a wolf extermination, seeing that she can't get off the stage, she simply has a heart, arouses a wave of true energy in her body, shakes her internal organs, and forces out a mouthful of blood.

"puff"

Miejue Shitai spat out this mouthful of blood, pretended to be furious, fell on his back, and fell into a coma.

(End of this chapter)