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Chapter 137: Seizing the Sword

"Brother Zheng, do you really want Master Miejie to exchange the Yitian Sword for Miss Zhou... and Miss Ding?" Zhang Wuji recognized Zhou Zhiruo as the little girl from the Hanshui boatman, and couldn't help but feel worried for her.

Zheng Xie said: "Of course."

Zhang Wuji said again: "Brother Zheng, if Master Miejie refuses to exchange the Yitian Sword for them, what are you going to do to them?" His words were a little nervous.

"Snapped!"

Before Zheng Xie could answer, Yin Li slapped Zhang Wuji and said, "Ugly, your soul flew away when you saw a beautiful girl."

Zhang Wuji said: "I didn't. I was thinking that Master Miejie's temperament is that she would rather be broken than destroyed. She will probably not be threatened by others."

Zhou Zhiruo also said: "What he said is right, I advise you to give up."

Zheng Xie said: "That's not necessarily the case. I'm not sure that Mrs. Miejie is really willing. If Mrs. Miejie really doesn't agree, then I will have no choice but to sell the two girls to a brothel. As a disciple of the Emei Sect, I want to come here."

There will be a lot of people visiting.”

Zhou Zhiruo's expression changed drastically, and she said resolutely: "The evil thief will never succeed. Even if I risk my life, I will not let my sect be humiliated."

She had a very strong temper, and when she spoke, she activated the Emei Nine Yang Gong, and her true energy rushed around in her meridians. If this continued, she would be crippled even if she did not die.

"Ci'ao, I was just joking, how can you, this girl, have the same virtue as Mie Mie?"

Zheng Xie raised his finger to the empty point, and injected his true energy into the twenty-eight acupoints of Zhou Zhiruo's Ren and Du Meridians, confining the nine-yang true energy like a dike bursting.

Zhang Wuji was relieved when he heard that he was joking. When he saw Zheng Xie take action again, his eyes couldn't help but light up and he said: "One Yang Finger." He saw Zhu Changling, Wei Bi and others used this stunt before, but it was not as powerful as Zheng Xie's action.

It's completely different in comparison.

Zhao Min said: "So you are a disciple of the Duan family in Dali."

Zheng She said: "Stop making random guesses. If I had anything to do with the Duan family, I would have killed you into nothing on behalf of the Zhu and Wu family."

"That's true."

At this time, Ding Minjun also woke up leisurely, and when he saw the situation in front of him, he shouted: "What do you want to do, Junior Sister Zhou, why are you here too?"

Zhou Zhiruo said in a seductive voice: "Senior Sister Ding, Master is not worried about you coming out alone. He sent me to look for you. Unfortunately, my little sister's skills are shallow and she cannot defeat the evil thief. She even got trapped in it."

Ding Minjun said: "Master, Master will definitely come to save us." She seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw.

Zheng She glanced outside the house and said, "No, I'm not here to save you, I'm here to replace you."

At this time, Zhang Wuji said: "Brother Zheng, you want the Yitian Sword because you want to break the shackles on Miss Zhao's feet."

Zheng She said: "Yes." If he uses brute force, he may not be able to twist the shackles open. But if he accidentally hurts Zhao Min, her delicate feet will become lame.

Zhang Wuji said: "If that's all, it's better to make a direct request to Master Miejie. As a master of the sect, Master Miejie won't refuse even if you think about it. But if you capture Miss Zhou and the others and ask Master Miejie to exchange them for swords, I'm afraid it will

It’s just the opposite.”

"That's right." This sentence was not spoken by anyone inside the room, but came from outside.

"Master!" Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun shouted at the same time, and they were overjoyed.

"I can't believe that even a mountain villager knows my desperate temper. Based on what you just said, I can spare your life."

Master Miejie's voice came from outside. With each word, the voice got closer, showing his extremely profound attainments in Qinggong. When the last word "death" was pronounced, Master Miejie arrived in front of the door of the broken-tiled house.

Master Miejie did not even glance at Zhou Zhiruo and Ding Minjun. He looked directly at Zhao Min and said, "You captured these two disciples of mine."

"Absolutely." Zhao Min didn't dare to show off to Master Miejie.

Master Miejie snorted, then turned to look at Zheng She and said, "It's you who wants the Yitian Sword."

"Remove the word 'think', I want the Heavenly Sword!"

Zheng Xie said with a smile, his tone was much more confident than Zhao Min.

Master Jiejie's voice was as deep as a ferocious duck, and he said: "If you want the Yitian Sword, just come and get it yourself!"

The Yitian Sword was unsheathed, and it was so powerful that a sharp light flashed through the room, as if it was going to split the shabby tile-roofed house into two.

"good."

The smile on Zheng Xie's face did not diminish. Before he finished the word "good", he pointed a finger and a sword energy hit the hilt of the sword.

"when!"

Halfway through the Yitian Sword's attack, Miejie Shitai's movements suddenly stopped. The long sword flew out of his hand, drew an arc in the air, and landed steadily in Zheng She's hand.

"Thank you, Master, for sending me the sword."

Zheng Xie held the Yitian Sword in his hand and waved it casually.

"Clang."

The shackles on Zhao Min's feet were broken into two pieces.

"'If you can't rely on the sky, who can compete with you?' It's really extraordinary. I accept this sword with a smile." Zheng Xie said with satisfaction.

Master Miejie said in a concentrated voice: "What you used is a Yang Finger."

Zheng Xie said: "It's not a Yang Finger, but a Six Meridian Divine Sword. I guess you haven't heard of this secret skill, but the founder of your sect should know something about it."

Master Miejie said: "Who are you, and what is your connection with the founder of our sect?"

Zheng Xie said: "It has nothing to do with you, just leave the scabbard and you can go."

Miejie Shitai said: "Your Excellency, please don't bully others too much."

Zheng Xie said: "You have done so little to bully others?"

"Okay, okay! I have recorded today's events." Miejie Shitai threw the scabbard to the ground. The scabbard sank three feet into the ground, leaving only a short section on the ground.

Zheng Xie raised the corner of his mouth, raised his foot and stamped his foot, and the scabbard flew out and reached his hand.

"Choke!"

The long sword is sheathed.

The room is full of energy.

Master Miejie's pupils couldn't help but shrink. It was not easy to insert the scabbard into the ground, but it was ten times more difficult to shake the scabbard out.

"Master." Ding Minjun shrank behind Master Jue and shouted weakly, not daring to express his anger.

"Damn it!"

Master Miejie gave her a big slap in the mouth, beating Ding Minjun until the corners of her mouth bled.

Zhou Zhiruo said: "Master, please calm down. It's all because of Zhiruo's incompetence, which has caused Master to lose face."

Master Jue said: "This matter has nothing to do with you. Even if Master takes action himself, he is no match for that person."

Ding Minjun glared at Zhou Zhiruo fiercely, feeling very dissatisfied. Why were two people arrested at the same time, but he was always the one injured.

Puff!

Master Miejie walked up to Zhou Zhiruo and raised her fingers to relieve the acupuncture points.

But the wisp of true energy she pointed at could not break through Zhou Zhiruo's sealed acupuncture points, so Master Jue had no choice but to put his palms against her chest and back and use the Emei Nine Yang Kung to open the sealed acupuncture points one by one.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the tile-roofed house, but it was the disciples of the Emei sect who had arrived. There were about sixty or seventy people, both men and women, both lay and nuns.

"Master." Jingxuan, the great disciple of the Emei Sect, said.

Master Miejie raised his hand to stop her from speaking, and said: "Your Excellency, can you leave me your name? My Miejie skills are not as good as others, but I have countless disciples of the Emei sect. One day, I will ask you to take back the Yitian Sword."

Zheng Xie said: "My surname is Zheng Mingxie. I advise you not to waste your efforts."

"Zheng She."

Master Miejie repeated it, as if to remember him firmly in his mind. Then he said to his disciple: "Let's go!"

The prestige of extinction was so great that the disciples of Emei quickly left after hearing this. (To be continued...)


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