After the two of them whispered to each other for a while, Zhang Wuji stepped forward and said solemnly, "Abbess, you said that you would let them go as long as I can withstand three of your palms. There are still two palms left, please make your move!"
Yin Liting, who was standing behind Miejue, saw Zhang Wuji's expression and became more and more suspicious. He could not help but say, "Fifth Brother … I think I see Fifth Brother's shadow in him."
Miejue replied calmly, "Young people have a bright future ahead of them. I advise you to mind your own business. I only used 30% of my strength in that palm strike, do you know that?"
"I'm overestimating myself. I'm willing to take two more palms from you, Abbess." Zhang Wuji took a deep breath and prepared himself mentally.
The Ming Dynasty disciples behind him were full of admiration. Chang Yuchun hurriedly said, "Young Hero Zeng, you are a hero. We deeply appreciate your kindness. Please don't take the next two palms!"
At this moment, Mu Qingxiao ignored Yin Liting's obstruction and walked out of the crowd with his sword. Even Miejue, who was about to attack, hurriedly stopped his attack. Instantly, everyone's eyes focused on him.
Mu Qingxiao walked past Zhang Wuji and went straight to Chang Yuchun and the others. He sneered and said, "If you don't want him to suffer for you, the best way is for you to die."
"Good, this farce is about to end. The Ming Dynasty and the Six Major Sects are mortal enemies. There's no reason for them to fight. So what if you're righteous and proud? An enemy is an enemy. Mercy to your enemy is cruelty to yourself. Look at the corpses of the Wudang disciples around you. Letting you go is ridiculous."
"Even if you have a good reason, you're still mortal enemies. Since Abbess won't do it, I'll do it for you."
After he finished speaking, a cold light flashed and hot blood gushed out like a fountain. The thick smell of blood assaulted everyone's nostrils. Under everyone's horrified gaze, the heads of Chang Yuchun and his disciples were thrown high into the air.
Zhang Wuji's pupils constricted as he glared at Mu Qingxiao. "How dare you insult the Miejue? They're already defenseless …"
However, before he could finish his sentence, Mu Qingxiao interrupted him.
"Don't talk to me about these principles, and don't force your opinions on me. Young Hero Zeng, you're so protective of them. Could it be that you have something to do with them? Or are you also a disciple of the Devil Sect?"
Panic flashed across Zhang Wuji's eyes as he looked at Chang Yuchun, who had died with his eyes wide open. He felt a tinge of hatred for Mu Qingxiao, but he knew that he could not reveal his identity now. "No, I just think that what you did was a little too cruel."
"What does my cruelty have to do with you? Who do you think you are? Do I need you to tell me what to do? If you don't like it, then come and kill me, if you have the strength to do so."
After he finished speaking, Mu Qingxiao did not even look at Zhang Wuji. He went straight back into the crowd, ignoring the complicated gazes around him.
Song Qingshu looked at Mu Qingxiao in shock. He had underestimated this Junior Apprentice Brother of his.
Surprisingly, even Yin Liting did not blame Mu Qingxiao because he felt that the latter's words were somewhat reasonable. A mortal enemy was a mortal enemy. Once they were on the battlefield, it was either you die or I die.
Looking at the situation around them, the tragic deaths of the WuTang disciples were clear.
Looking at the corpses on the ground, Miejue felt much better. She glanced at Zhang Wuji and said, "I can't believe that I was led to a dead end by a few words from you. Young Hero Mu is right, mortal enemies are mortal enemies. There is no reason to speak of!"
"You are very good, but there are many things where reason is useless."
Yin Liting came to Zhang Wuji's side and said seriously. Then, he turned to look at Miejue Nun and said, "Nun, since the matter has been resolved, let's move on. We don't know how many more ambushes there are behind us. We have to meet up with the other four sects as soon as possible."
"Well, let's hurry on."
After that, Miejue Shitai and Yin Liting took the lead and headed in the direction of the Ming Cult. Zhou Zhiruo turned around to look at Zhang Wuji, but in the end, she had no choice but to follow behind her master.
Mu Qingxiao found that the Heavenly Eagle Sect disciples who were hiding in the dark did not come out to stop them, nor did they have any intention of leaving. He guessed that the Eagle King did not give any orders. The reason was naturally his daughter, Yin Li.
When almost all the disciples of the two sects had left, Yin Li pulled Zhang Wuji's arm and said, "Hey, Brother Ah Niu, are we still going to follow them?"
Looking at Mu Qingxiao's back, Zhang Wuji clenched his fists and said, "People who walk different paths cannot work together. We will be enemies in the future. Let's find another way."
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A few hours later, Mu Qingxiao and the others arrived at the agreed location. At the same time, they met up with Song Yuanqiao, the leaders of Kunlun, Kongtong, and Huashan. They set up camp there, while Song Qingshu and the others stood guard outside.
In the tent, Mu Qingxiao sat on a cushion with a calm expression. Originally, this was a high-level meeting and he could not participate. However, under Miejue's instructions, the leaders of the other sects could not object. They were just curious about Mu Qingxiao's identity.
Although Yin Liting and Song Yuanqiao did not know why Miejue Shitai cared so much about Mu Qingxiao, they were very satisfied. This represented Miejue's recognition of Wudang's third generation disciples.
Seeing the leaders of the various sects around the table, Miejue stood up and bowed slightly, "Everyone has come to the Line Gorge to discuss important matters. This old nun will thank you in advance."
Xianyu Tong said righteously, "Shitai is too serious. Our Huashan Sect will not shirk our responsibility to eliminate demons."
"Shitai raised her arm and shouted, how can our Kongtong Sect not respond?"
Hearing this, Miejue Shitai smiled. The sects gave her enough face, so she naturally would not be rude, "This old nun thanks all the sects again for coming to help."
Song Yuanqiao looked around in the tent and said with a smile, "I don't know if you have heard, but the four kings of the Devil Sect, Purple, White, Gold, and Green, have also returned to the Light Summit."
"Everyone, Purple Dragon King, White Browed Eagle King, Golden Lion King, and Green Wing Bat King, these four kings of the Devil Sect have unfathomable martial arts. If they return to the Light Summit, this battle will probably be very difficult to fight."
"So what? Today, our six sects are besieging the Light Summit, and we are determined to win. Even if the Devil Sect and demons converge, what is there to be afraid of? At most, it will be a bitter battle. Since everyone has come to the Line Gorge to gather, I advise everyone to have the heart to fight to the death, and not have the thought of being lucky."
Shitai Miejue Shitai spoke straightforwardly. She came here with the mentality that only one of the two could survive. Her heart to destroy the Ming Dynasty was abnormally firm, "Everyone, if fear is born in your heart, you will be in a mess. I won't say much. When Shaolin Sect arrives, we will …"
"Amitabha!"
Before Shitai Miejue Shitai could finish her words, she was interrupted by a Buddhist mantra outside the tent. Then, a Shaolin Sect monk with a shiny head walked into the tent.
After seeing the monk, Shitai Miejue Shitai's eyes lit up with joy, but then she asked in confusion, "Master Yuan Zhen, why are you alone?"
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