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Chapter 114 Zhou Zhiruo's Choice
The power of the Mongolian court is very strong.

As the rulers of a country, even at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, they were still giants compared to the Jianghu sects.

So when it bared its fangs at Emei, Juejue Shitai began to panic.

Among the second-generation disciples of Emei, there were not many strong ones, and Ji Xiaofu, the only one she favored, had already died under her hands, so when she heard that there was a Mongolian army attacking the mountain, her first reaction was bad.

In previous seasons, because the six major factions were united in the same spirit, they had never offended the imperial court, and had never been purged and retaliated by the other party; but this time, the imperial army is unreasonable and fierce, and I am afraid that this catastrophe will be difficult to deal with.

"Quickly, go and inform the heads of the other great sects; the imperial court is going to attack people in the Jianghu!" After being flustered, Juejue quickly calmed down. There are so many people on the other side, she can't handle it alone with Yitian Sword alone. here.

Jingxu shook her head, looking very desperate: "Master, the way down the mountain is blocked, if you want to leave, you have to jump off the cliff behind the mountain!"

Juejue's eyebrows twitched wildly. The cliff behind the mountain is more than a hundred meters away. If he really jumped, he might have broken bones and tendons even if he had the real energy to protect him, and he might even die on the spot.

It seems that the other party's mind is very obvious, that is, to surround Emei to death on the mountain.

There was a rumbling sound from the end of the road, like thousands of horses galloping, kicking up dust all over the sky; many young disciples were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they couldn't even summon up the courage to hold their swords.

"Hebiweng, Luzhangke..." Miejue Shitai stared at the two people at the head of the team, feeling startled. These two are top martial arts masters, and even if he could face any one of them, he would be hard-pressed to win. In other words, let alone two people coming together, "Even if we risk our lives today, we will kill one of them!"

Seeing the disciples behind him cowering and fearful, Miejue Shitai raised his eyebrows and shouted: "The enemy has already entered my mountain gate, as a disciple of Emei, he should fight to the death! If anyone is too timid to hold the sword , was captured by the Yuan soldiers and abused as much as you want, it would be better to let me kill you first, and I won’t embarrass the patriarch!"

When all the disciples heard this murderous sentence, they did not doubt its authenticity. What the master said was never false.

The strong sense of fear made them clenched the swords in their hands. Compared to dying in the hands of the master, or becoming a plaything of Yuan soldiers, it is better to fight hard, even if they die, they can draw a few backs.

"Hahahaha!" Before the deer stick guests arrived, wild laughter came first, and the leaves rustled with its thick internal force, "Old Nijue, you have the foresight! You have already led your beautiful disciples, come on!" Come to welcome me and the two brothers! But you are old and pale, with wrinkled skin and white hair, I am not interested!"

The words that contained a lot of sarcasm and adultery penetrated into Miejue's ears. She snorted coldly, pulled out the Yitian Sword in her hand, and said sharply: "The bastards and scoundrels actually harassed me at the gate of Mount Emei. I really don't know how the word death is written. !"

With a sneer on his face, Lu Zhangke stood side by side with his younger brother He Biweng at the entrance of the Martial Arts Field. Hundreds of burly soldiers walked in unison and surrounded the entire Martial Arts Field tightly.

Juejue glanced at it for a while, and his heart couldn't help but feel a little colder. These soldiers had piercing eyes, and they were obviously experts. They were not ordinary soldiers, but strong soldiers like royal guards.

"By the emperor's order! Come and destroy Emei," Lu Zhangke looked proudly, like a general in control of everything, looking at those shivering girls, like looking at a delicious lamb, "Be good and catch it, maybe I can spare you all corpse!"

"Stop dreaming!" Jingxu yelled sharply, "Emei would rather die in battle than surrender to the lackeys of the imperial court!"

"Tsk tsk tsk!" Lu Zhangke shook his head and sighed, with a trace of lewdness on the corner of his mouth: "Such a strong woman has aroused my interest. Your master is old and decrepit and has a few days to live, so why do you bother to die with her?" Woolen cloth?"

Jue Jue's face was even more ugly. In the decades since her debut, no one had dared to say such words in front of her. Right now, her chest felt tight and her anger was burning.

Crane Biweng was not in the mood to focus on these young women, he glanced at them, frowned and asked, "Extermination old nun, where is Zhou Zhiruo?"

Although it is unclear why the emperor ordered the beheading of an unknown second-generation disciple of Emei, but as a subordinate, he knew very well that this was not an issue that he should be concerned about.

The higher-ups issue orders, and he only needs to execute them.

The main goal of this trip is Zhou Zhiruo. As for subverting Emei, it is just a matter of convenience.

"Zhou Zhiruo, that scoundrel..." Miejue Shitai was furious, and he drew his sword straight away, slashing at He Biweng with the unparalleled sharpness of the sword light, "She is already dead!"

Chat group.

Ye Gucheng: "Miss Zhou, your master seems to have a lot of resentment towards you..."

Zhou Zhiruo stood on the boulder hundreds of meters away from the martial arts field, feeling quite helpless in her heart. Although she knew that her master would have prejudice against her because of this incident, she did not expect her reaction to be so violent.

Wei Zhuang: "This matter is an opportunity; let those outsiders kill your master, the current head of Emei; and then drive your fellow disciples to a dead end. When you feel that there is no hope for survival, you appear at the last moment, Killing a strong enemy with strong means can not only win over fellow disciples, but also get rid of the trouble of your master."

Wei Zhuang: "This is a strategy to kill two birds with one stone."

Ye Gucheng was silent for a moment, and then said: "Brother Wei Zhuang is right, even if you win the duel with your master, you will be hindered by her existence after you take the position of master, if you borrow a knife to kill someone this time , then this problem can be solved once and for all!"

Facing the current situation, Wei Zhuang and Ye Gucheng instantly turned into conspirators and pointed out the simplest and most direct way for Zhou Zhiruo to deal with it.

Undoubtedly, what they said is very correct. If one wants to fully control Emei, extinction is indeed an obstacle. At this time, letting her die in the hands of the two elders Xuanming is the best choice.

Xu Xian: "Brother Ye, Brother Wei Zhuang, I cannot agree with the views of the two of you."

Xu Xian: "Teacher, that's why preaching and accepting karma solves doubts! In ancient times, there was a saying that one day you will be a teacher and you will be a father for life; how can you two teach Miss Zhou to plot against her elders?"

Nezha: "..., is dogma and etiquette important?"

Nezha: "My surname is Xu, I always feel that you are beating around the bush and scolding me. Did you win a few big bald heads and feel swollen and want to fight me?"

Xu Xian wiped the cold sweat off his forehead. He had just finished the battle with Buddha. He didn't want to offend this lawless bully right now.

In case this guy is really annoyed and breaks the boundary, he and his wife really can't deal with him.

Wei Zhuang ignored Nezha and Xu Xian's rhetoric, and asked again: "@周迪瑞, what are you going to do?"

Zhou Zhiruo was a little flustered, and seeing Miejue Shitai alone facing the support of the two old coolies Xuanming on the martial arts arena, she shook her head and said, "I can't do it."

"I'm not a qualified conspirator, and I don't want anyone to lose their lives for it."

"If getting the seat of the sect leader requires the pain and lives of fellow sects, then I would rather not sit."

After the words fell, Mount Emei shook, and a small figure started to run wildly.

The heavy weapon held in both hands slowly rotated, making a crisp sound of gears snapping together.

(End of this chapter)