Mu Qingxiao's first thought was that there was something wrong with this guy's head. Why did he provoke him out of nowhere? Was it because he had killed Chang Yuchun? But the six major sects had killed so many people. Why didn't he provoke others?
At this moment, Miejue Nun saw Ceng Aniu on the opposite side. She gritted her teeth and said, "Good, good Ceng Aniu. You really are a traitor of the Demonic Sect. I have escorted you for so long. How scheming!"
At the same time, Miejue felt some sympathy for Zhang Wuji. Such provocation was equivalent to suicide. Perhaps others did not know, but she had accidentally discovered that Mu Qingxiao's martial arts realm was extremely high, and his strength was unfathomable.
Miejue would never have thought that Mu Qingxiao deliberately let her see some clues so that he could scheme against her for the Heavenly Sword. Otherwise, with his strength, even Zhang Sanfeng, who was a great grandmaster, would not be able to see through him.
However, Zhang Wuji ignored Miejue and looked directly at Mu Qingxiao. He said, "Childe Mu, do you dare to fight me?"
Suddenly, whether it was the six major sects or the Ming Dynasty, all eyes fell on Mu Qingxiao.
A hint of hidden joy flashed in Song Qingshu's eyes. Along the way, he had already discovered that Miejue Nun was biased towards his junior brother in everything. He had been unhappy for a long time, and it was not a bad idea to let the Ming Dynasty rub off on his spirit.
"Junior brother, since the Demonic Sect disciple wants to challenge you, as a Wudang disciple, you must not refuse. You can't lose to the Demonic Sect and bring shame to Wudang."
Hearing Song Qingshu's words, Mu Qingxiao almost slapped him. His heart was full of disdain. This guy was actually trying to provoke him. What a petty person. Moreover, he did not intend to refuse in the first place.
Since Zhang Wuji asked to be slapped in the face, Mu Qingxiao would naturally give him two hard slaps. Otherwise, he would not be able to face the challenge in front of so many people.
Suddenly, Mu Qingxiao was stunned. After practicing the Imperial Maiden Heart Sutra, his senses were very sharp. He immediately noticed that Zhang Wuji's temperament was much calmer than before. He had mastered the Nine Yang Sutra and entered the ranks of the top masters. There was also a trace of dignity between his eyebrows.
No wonder he would provoke him. He was arrogant...
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Mu Qingxiao's lips curled into a devilish smile. "Heh, what's there to be afraid of? Since Young Hero Zeng is so interested, why don't you let me experience a few moves?"
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At this time, Yu LianZhou and the White-browed Eagle King, Yin Tianzheng, had already exchanged hundreds of moves. The two were evenly matched. In the end, Yu LianZhou won by one move and stabbed Yin Tianzheng. The atmosphere on the Brightness Peak was extremely tense.
Zhang CuiShan and Yin SuSu, who were also Zhang Wuji's parents, ended in tragedy. Because of this, the Wudang Clan and the Heavenly Eagle Sect became enemies. After the six major sects besieged the Brightness Peak, there was no way back.
The White-browed Eagle King looked at Yu LianZhou and said calmly, "This old man has dominated for half of his life and has never lost in a single move. As expected of Zhang SanFeng's successor. The Wudang Sword Style is indeed worthy of its reputation."
Before Yu LianZhou could say anything, Song YuanQiao walked up and took out a bottle of medicine. "Song YuanQiao is willing to heal Elder Yin."
"You don't have to worry about it." Yin Tianzheng refused.
"If that's the case, then let me experience Elder Yin's skills."
Just as the two were about to fight, they were interrupted by Zhang Wuji's righteous voice. "Hero Song, the Wudang Clan is taking turns to fight an injured elder. This is not fair."
Zhang Wuji walked up and glanced at Song YuanQiao, then at Mu Qingxiao. "Why don't you let me experience Hero Song's skills?"
Hearing this, Song YuanQiao hesitated. After all, they were mortal enemies. However, he was a chivalrous person and did not want to take advantage of others. He felt that Zhang Wuji's words were reasonable and agreed with Zhang Wuji's point.
"This young man's words are reasonable. Although the hatred between the Wudang Clan and the Heavenly Eagle Sect is as deep as the ocean, we do not want to take advantage of others. This conflict can be settled in the future."
"The six great sects are here for the Ming Dynasty. The Heavenly Eagle Sect has already left the Ming Dynasty and established their own sect. Everyone in the Jianghu knows this. Elder Yin, you don't have to get involved in this. Please take your disciple down the mountain."
"I appreciate Hero Song's kindness, but I am one of the Four Great Protectors of the Ming Dynasty. Although I have established my own sect, how can I stay out of this when the Ming Dynasty is in trouble?"
Hearing Yin Tianzheng's firm tone, Song YuanQiao did not say anything else. He looked at Zhang Wuji and said, "If that's the case, then let's have a showdown between you and my disciple."
With that, Song YuanQiao looked at Mu Qingxiao. At this moment, Abbess Miejue stepped forward and said, "Hero Song, please give me some time. I would like to talk to Young Hero Mu."
Song YuanQiao was surprised to hear this. He did not know what Miejue's intentions were. Along the way, he could tell that Miejue cared a lot about Mu Qingxiao. She even allowed his disciple to enter the meeting that the upper echelons of the various sects were attending.
Miejue ignored Song YuanQiao's intentions and went directly to Mu Qingxiao's side. Her eyes were burning as if she was looking at a piece of jade.
"This Abbess Miejue, don't tell me she wants to eat the cradle!" That burning gaze made Mu Qingxiao's scalp tingle. She was on her guard. It had to be said that his thoughts were beyond the horizon.
Abbess Miejue secretly glanced at the righteous sect disciples around her. She smiled at Mu Qingxiao and said, "Young Hero Mu, can you take a step back and talk?"
Mu Qingxiao's crotch tightened. In the end, he had no choice but to agree. He completely ignored Song QingShu's envious gaze and followed Miejue to the side of the valley. They only stopped when they were dozens of meters away from the crowd.
"Abbess, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Suddenly, Miejue shook her head and sighed. "Senior, you don't have to be like this in front of me. Miejue won't say anything about your matters. Actually, I have a favor to ask of you."
Mu Qingxiao was delighted. It seemed that the effect of him exposing his aura back then was effective. However, his expression did not change as he said, "Abbess, you're older than me. You can't call me respectfully. Just call me Qingxiao.
When she heard Mu Qingxiao's words, the smile on Miejue's face grew wider. She glanced at the few remaining Emei Sect disciples.
"That's good. You saw it yourself. Emei Sect was the first to bear the brunt of the attack on Light Summit. Countless people died, and there are only a few disciples left. It was I, Miejue, who destroyed the great Emei Sect for my own selfish reasons."
When he heard this, Mu Qingxiao nodded. He did not say anything, but continued to listen.
"During the gathering, I will fight against Yang Xiao. That traitor's martial arts are very high, and I am not confident that I can win. After the battle on Light Summit, Emei Sect will fall far behind the other five sects."
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