From the Red Mansion, you can travel through the world of martial arts

Chapter 252: Extermination
"Zhou Zhiruo, I will clean up the mess today!"

Nun Miejue shouted loudly. Now she was only ten feet away from Zhou Zhiruo, and Jia Wei was still riding on the horse, so he could not reach her with his whip!

Once she seizes the Sword of Heavenly Conqueror, even if she cannot defeat Jia Wei, she will be able to kill a few more Jinyiwei soldiers!
Zhou Zhiruo was shocked and did not dare to draw the sword against Master Miejue. She just stood there in a daze.

Nun Miejue used her palm power to strike Zhou Zhiruo on the forehead. Zhou Zhiruo saw it and knew that this palm strike from Nun Miejue would definitely smash her head.

In an instant, Zhou Zhiruo felt extremely desolate. Although Master Miejue was strict, she was also the most protective of her. Now she wanted to kill her, which meant she really didn't regard her as her disciple.

Zhou Zhiruo just stood there, thinking about letting her master take her life and repaying the master-disciple relationship...

But Jia Wei would not bear to see Zhou Zhiruo being beaten to death. He was thinking of finding an opportunity to drag Zhao Min and Zhou Zhiruo to play together!
Suddenly, Jia Wei rushed out, practicing the Jade Girl Heart Sutra, and came behind Zhou Zhiruo like lightning. He delivered a palm strike on her shoulder and confronted Master Miejue.

"Snapped!"

Nun Miejue flew out, somersaulted in the air and landed on the ground, taking several steps back before steadying herself.

Jia Wei and Zhou Zhiruo were still standing there, without even a sway.

Nun Miejue felt the pain and numbness in her palms, and she couldn't help but feel horrified!
It had only been half a year since she and Jia Wei last fought on Salt Island, and Jia Wei's martial arts had actually increased exponentially!

When the disciples saw their master being defeated by Jia Wei in one move, they couldn't help but feel disheartened. Only a few people are not afraid of life and death, and most people are willing to live on.

"Master, don't be impatient." Jia Wei smiled, "Even if you want to die, you have to wait until the three competitions are over."

Nun Miejue stirred her hands and wrapped her wide sleeves around her wrists. Her old face was full of frost: "What are you talking about? In the second round, I will deal with you!"

Jia Wei laughed and shouted, "Master Yue!"

Nun Miejue looked suspicious. She turned around and saw that the cavalry column of the Jinyiwei had split apart. A middle-aged Confucian scholar in a blue robe rode out on his horse. It was Yue Buqun, the leader of the Huashan Sect.

"Jun Zijian has also surrendered to the imperial court and become a lackey of the Imperial Guard? Great, great! The reputation of the Huashan Sect that has lasted for hundreds of years has been ruined in your hands!"

Yue Buqun was good at cultivating his Qi, and his expression did not change when he heard Nun Miejue's mockery. He dismounted from his horse, saluted and greeted, "Nun."

Nun Miejue's eyes were cold. She couldn't even defeat Jia Wei alone, let alone Yue Buqun.

But she was hot-tempered and upright, and would not surrender even in adversity. Nun Miejue drew her sword and stabbed at Jia Wei and the other man.

Yue Buqun also drew his sword to intercept. Since he had made his choice, he would not hesitate.

Nun Miejue rushed forward and stabbed Yue Buqun in the face with three swords in succession. Yue Buqun parried them one by one.

The two were both leaders of kendo sects. Their sword skills were solid and exquisite. They fought for dozens of moves in a row, with sword flowers dancing, which made people unable to take their eyes off.

Jia Wei noticed that Yue Buqun's face was purple and the tip of his sword was glowing faintly, so he knew that he was using the "Purple Cloud Divine Art".

The Emei sword technique is light and graceful, and the moves are continuous. Master Miejue has even delved into and created two sets of sword techniques, the Miejian and the Juejian, with moves that are ingenious and extremely sharp.

Fortunately, although Yue Buqun came from the "Qi Sect", his swordsmanship was not inferior, so he was able to block them one by one.

But although Yue Buqun is also a first-class master, he is still weaker than Master Miejue.

After two hundred moves, Nun Miejue slashed Yue Buqun's thigh with her sword, knocked him back, and then stabbed straight at Zhou Zhiruo, determined to pierce her and Jia Wei with one sword.

Jia Wei stopped Zhou Zhiruo behind him, took a step forward, and walked two meters away.

While observing Nun Miejue's sword moves, he also kept an eye on his back to prevent being stabbed in the back by Zhou Zhiruo.

Although Zhou Zhiruo has already become his shape, her loyalty is still questionable.

When Jia Wei travels around the world, stability is the most important thing!
Nun Miejue's sword pointed directly at his Dantian acupoint with fierce and violent attack, but Jia Wei remained calm and used the Lingbo Weibu to slide and dodge.

Jia Wei swung his right palm and smashed it diagonally towards Nun Miejue's face. Nun Miejue changed her sword moves and slashed diagonally, cutting his wrist.

The sword moves were so swift that the onlookers couldn't even see the blade of Nun Miejue's sword. They could only see the bright light reflecting and moving in the sunlight.

But Nun Miejue had just fought with Yue Buqun and had used up most of her strength, so in Jia Wei's eyes, her sword was moving slowly.

Jia Wei saw the flaw, used the Great Shift of the Universe to increase his strength, bent his fingers, and pushed hard on her sword.

"when!"

A sharp and crisp sound was heard, and half of the sword flew out!

Nun Miejue only felt a sharp pain in the palm of her hand and her arm went numb. She was holding a good sword, but she didn't expect it to be broken by Jia Wei's finger.

Holding a broken sword, Nun Miejue refused to give up. She used the "Butterfly Flying Through Flowers" move from the Emei sword technique, curled the broken blade into a sword flower, and stabbed again.

Jia Wei took a step forward, and when Nun Miejue stabbed him with the tip of her sword, she took a half step back. The broken sword she was holding was not long enough, so she could only take a step forward. Jia Wei swung his palm and slapped him, but Nun Miejue turned around and cut his wrist.

In a flash, Jia Wei changed his attack from hitting to grabbing, and hooked it with his backhand, and the broken sword in Master Miejue's hand was forcefully snatched away by him.

Nun Miejue only felt a huge force pulling her forward a step, and Jia Wei had already hit her chest with his palm.

"Snapped!"

Nun Miejue flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. As soon as she raised her head, she spat out a mouthful of blood and lay down again.

"Master!" The Emei Sect disciples and Zhou Zhiruo behind him shouted in unison.

Jia Wei sneered and did not ridicule or mock Master Miejue again.

He used his backhand to exert force and threw the half-broken sword out with great force!

"call out!"

The broken sword pierced into Nun Miejue's heart, nailing her to the ground!
[You have obtained the thirty-eight years of power of Master Miejue...]

Although the improvement was not significant, Jia Wei chose to absorb it directly, as a little bit adds up to a lot.

"Master!"

For a moment, Zhou Zhiruo knelt on the ground as if she had lost her parents. Emei sect's disciples such as Jingxuan drew their weapons and rushed towards Jia Wei.

Jia Wei had a blank expression on his face. He just gathered all his strength, raised his hand and used the move "Kang Long You Hui".

Immediately, bursts of dragon roars were heard, which made the people on the scene's ears hurt. Several people were knocked to the ground and died.

[You have gained Jingxuan's twenty-nine years of skills...]

The scene fell into silence for a moment.

Jia Wei stood with his hands behind his back and said in a cold voice: "Drop your weapons and kneel down within three breaths, otherwise, I will kill you without mercy!"

Not far away, Yue Buqun was pressing the wound on his thigh, still not able to recover from the shock. Did the head of the Emei Sect, Master Miejue, just die like that?

If this matter spread to the world, the reputation of his Huashan Sect would be ruined. Once he got on Jia Wei's boat, there was no turning back.

However, Jia Wei's strength was beyond Yue Buqun's imagination. For a moment, Yue Buqun's eyes flickered, thinking about something...

(End of this chapter)