"Junior sister, Zhang Wuji is deeply loved by Zhang Sanfeng. This time he fell off the cliff. Song Qingshu may not be able to overcome this difficulty."
"Yes, junior sister, Song Qingshu is handsome and dashing. He was a good match for you originally, but it's a pity that God is not kind to him. Now he has no chance to play."
Nine horses were lined up in a row, and the disciples of the Emei Sect carrying luggage surrounded Zhou Zhiruo as they descended from Wudang Mountain.
Listening to the discussions of the people around him, although Zhou Zhiruo's face was expressionless, a look of pity flashed deep in his eyes.
Song Qingshu didn't do anything like this. As a leader among the three generations of Wudang disciples, and with Song Yuanqiao as his backer, he was indeed the best choice among the wishful men.
It's just that there is no regret medicine in the world. As soon as Zhang Wuji died, Song Qingshu was pushed to the forefront. It's hard to say what will happen in the future.
As a beautiful and ambitious woman, in Zhou Zhiruo's mind, a man who is worthy of her, martial arts, family, connections, and reputation, these four things are absolutely indispensable.
Once Song Qingshu is eliminated, there will be one less young talent in the world, and everything must be considered in the long term.
"Junior sister, look, the person in front seems to be Divine Doctor Wang!" The junior sister's call brought Zhou Zhiruo back to reality.
She raised her head and looked forward, only to see a person sitting in the pavilion at the foot of the mountain. Who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Xu who had disappeared for two days.
"Doctor Wang, are you here to see us off?"
Seeing Wang Xu sitting in the pavilion, Zhou Zhiruo quickly put on a smile, her tone mixed with joy.
On Wudang Mountain, Wang Xu cured Yu Sanxia's injuries and defeated Song Qingshu several times. Zhou Zhiruo had already heard about these things.
Zhou Zhiruo had a smile in her eyes. Song Qingshu left, but Wang Xu, who was both skilled in medicine and martial arts, came. It seemed that her luck was really good.
If he could develop this divine doctor Wang into his subordinate, losing Song Qingshu would not be a big deal.
"Hand over the Yitian Sword, I won't embarrass you!" Wang Xu had no expression on his face. Facing the playful Emei sect people, he still sat motionless in the pavilion, like an unchanging stone.
Zhou Zhiruo's smile froze, as if she didn't understand, and asked: "Doctor Wang, I am Zhou Zhiruo, you don't recognize me?"
"I don't care who you are, hand over the Yitian Sword, don't let me say it a third time." Wang Xu is not a big stallion who can't walk when he sees a woman, let alone a little Zhou Zhiruo, he is Jiutian Xuan
When a woman comes down to earth, she must be what she should be.
"Junior sister, you are coming here with bad intentions!" After hearing Wang Xu's answer, the eight Emei disciples who acted as maids holding swords put their hands on the hilts of the swords.
Zhou Zhiruo waved her hand slightly to signal everyone not to act rashly, and said with a smile: "Doctor Wang, stop joking, Yitian Sword..."
"Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Xu pointed his toes, and like an eagle attacking a rabbit, he rushed toward Zhou Zhiruo on horseback.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes narrowed, she grabbed the Yitian Sword with her right hand, and shouted coldly: "Emei Sword Formation!"
"Yes!" The eight Emei disciples shouted softly, pointed their toes on the saddle, formed a sword formation and faced the flying Wang Xu.
Wang Xu's expression did not change, he did not even look at the so-called Emei Sword Formation, and rushed in like a tiger rushing into a herd of sheep.
Ding ding ding ding!!!
Long swords were swept towards them, but they were all flicked away by Wang Xu's fingers.
This was to save his clothes, otherwise he would just stand there and let these people chop him, and the eight Emei disciples who were not even first-rate would not be able to break through his defense.
"Junior sister, this person is so powerful. Let's get hold of him. Go away quickly and ask people from Wudang Mountain for help." After just a simple fight, the eight Emei disciples knew that they alone could not defeat Wang Xu.
Wang Xu smiled coldly after hearing this. He wanted to move reinforcements to Wudang Mountain, but he didn't care whether he would give him the opportunity.
"Sunflower acupuncture hand!" Wang Xu flew into the air, three to five meters away, and pointed at an Emei disciple with one finger.
In an instant, the Emei disciple whose acupuncture point he tapped was pinned to the ground while holding a sword, as if he was playing a wooden man game.
"Be careful, the opponent knows how to do acupuncture, let's do it together." Seeing one of the companions being immobilized, the rest of them attacked with their swords.
Wang Xu was like a butterfly flying among the flowers. In just two breaths, he clicked outward seven times, freezing all the remaining Emei disciples in place.
From fighting to settling down eight people, it took less than half a minute in total, and the whole process went smoothly.
Zhou Zhiruo sat on the horse with a panicked expression. She thought that the senior sisters might not be able to stop Wang Xu, but she didn't expect that it would end so soon.
Looking at Wang Xu who was pressing closer, Zhou Zhiruo pulled out the Yitian Sword and said loudly: "Mr. Wang, the Yitian Sword is the treasure of our Emei Sect, and this is at the foot of Wudang Mountain. You just don't give my master the face of Miejie Shitai."
, you have to give Mr. Zhang some face, right?"
"I will definitely give Mr. Zhang some face."
Wang Xu walked forward step by step, and just when Zhou Zhiruo breathed a sigh of relief, he said again: "So, I will not take action on Wudang Mountain, but wait for you to come down from the mountain before taking action, so that Master Zhang's face will not be too ugly."
"Don't come over here, I won't be polite if you come back!" Zhou Zhiruo pulled out the Yitian Sword, like a rabbit baring its teeth at a tiger.
Wang Xu's face seemed to be smiling but not smiling. If the Yitian Sword was in the hands of Master Jue, he might have to look at it squarely.
It's a pity that the sword is a good sword, but the person who uses it is not.
Zhou Zhiruo is not Linghu Chong, even if she was given the Yitian Sword, she would not be able to cross a level and fight against a master at a first-class level.
"Bring it here, there's no point in struggling." Wang Xu stepped forward and grabbed the Yitian Sword.
Rabbits will bite people when they are anxious, let alone a big living person.
Zhou Zhiruo bit her silver teeth, mobilized her true energy with all her strength, and slashed out with the Yitian Sword.
Wang Xu only saw a bright light flash before his eyes. Zhou Zhiruo actually used his first-class internal strength to slash out a sword that could only be struck by at least a first-class peak.
However, this is not enough, far from enough.
"Dragon gripper!" Wang Xu faced the sword light without retreating, but moved forward and grabbed it forward.
In an instant, Zhou Zhiruo's sword energy was forcefully broken by him, and his whole body turned into an arrow from the string, and he caught the blade of Yitian Sword.
"What a sharp sword!" The moment he grabbed the blade, Wang Xu's skin was cut open by the blade, and blood dripped down his wrist.
You must know that he is a master-level master who takes the horizontal training route, and is a master of more than a dozen horizontal training kung fu.
Let alone a first-rate master, even an ordinary grandmaster-level being would find it extremely difficult to break through his defenses.
Unexpectedly, Yitian Sword could cut his hands just by its sharpness. It was indeed a magic weapon, but it was a waste to put it in Zhou Zhiruo's hands.
"Let go!" Wang Xu didn't care about the injury on his hand. He tugged hard and directly pulled the Yitian Sword over.
Zhou Zhiruo felt her hand loosen, and when she looked at the Heavenly Sword, she saw that the owner had changed. She said angrily: "My Heavenly Sword!"
"Wrong, it's my Yitian Sword!" Wang Xu's purpose was not to kill people. He got the Yitian Sword he wanted, teased Zhou Zhiruo and turned around to leave.
Zhou Zhiruo was determined to take back the sword, but he hesitated and did not dare to step forward. He could only watch Wang Xu disappear from sight and cursed: "Wang, we are not done yet, don't let me meet you again!"
Wang Xu did not look back, but shook the Yitian Sword twice.
When he came to the world of Yi Tian Slaying the Dragon, he did nothing more than Nine Yang Magic, Nine Yin Magic, the Great Shift of the Universe, and discussing martial arts with Zhang Sanfeng.
Now, as long as he gets the Great Shift of the Universe, Wang Xu will return to modern times in minutes. Zhou Zhiruo will not be able to fight with him forever, so revenge should wait until his next life.