Reborn Cat: Are you my shit shoveling officer?

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Zhu Yuanzhang, Chang Yuchun and others looked at each other, their hearts moved.

This old nun's martial arts is definitely the best in the world, and that naughty Yang Xiao actually lied to them that this old nun is far inferior to him.

Isn't this cheating?

Wu Jincao, the deputy envoy of the Ruijin Banner, suddenly laughed loudly: "Hahaha, my Mingjiao acts on behalf of the heavens, saves the world and saves the people, and life and death are always the same. The old thief wants us to bow our knees and surrender, don't think about it before it's too late, and kill us quickly!" Already!"

Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?

Chang Yuchun:? ? ?

Although Jue has been cultivating his body and mind all these years, the clay figurine is still angry, and this guy actually calls her an old thief?

She is not old!

"Okay, okay, since you want to sacrifice your life for righteousness, I will fulfill you!" Miejue said in a deep voice.

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips moved, but he didn't say a word. With so many people, if he was the first to beg for mercy, how would he be the boss in the future?This shitty old Wu, I don't want to bring everyone with me if I want to die.

"Jingxu, cut off everyone's right arm first, and if they are stubborn to the end, then cut off their left arm." Seeing that none of these people begged for mercy, Juejue said loudly.

"Yes!" Jing Xu, who was seven feet tall, stood up with a sword more than one meter long and one foot wide.

Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?

Such a big sword cut off the arm?Anyone can cut in half, right?Is it too late for him to admit his mistake?

Bei Jinyi: "Are you going to leave?"

Wu Jincao yelled: "Put your old nun's shit on!"

At this moment, not only Zhu Yuanzhang, but also other Mingjiao disciples looked at him strangely.

Bei Jinyi's expression became serious, and he raised his big sword, which seemed to cover the sun, and a huge shadow enveloped everyone.

Wu Jincao swallowed, and suddenly realized that she seemed to have been poisoned, and her legs were a little weak.

Zhang Wuji couldn't bear it any longer, in a flash, he stopped in front of Bei Jinyi, and shouted, "Hold on!"

Bei Jinyi was startled, and took a step back.

Zhang Wuji said loudly: "Aren't you ashamed of being so cruel and vicious?"

Everyone was stunned when they suddenly saw a young man in ragged clothes stepping forward, and they were all baffled when they heard the two sentences he asked Bei Jinyi to be reasonable.

Where were you when the demon cult monster slaughtered the whole family?

Bei Jinyi looked back at Jue Jue, but Jue Jue looked at Song Yuanqiao of the Wudang faction, and said, "Hero Song, is this what you Wudang mean?"

Song Yuanqiao was puzzled: "Master, what does this mean?"

"This kid said that he is the son of Wudang Zhang Wuxia, Zhang Wuji. Now he has come forward and accused me of killing innocent people in Emei. Does that mean that you Wudang have already sided with the Demon Cult?" Jue Jue asked in a deep voice.

Only then did Song Yuanqiao take a closer look at Zhang Wuji. His figure and appearance were indeed very similar to his fifth junior brother.

"You, you are my nephew Wuji?" Yin Liting next to him called affectionately.

Zhang Wuji's eyes were red. Back then, he had the Xuanming God's Palm of the Elder Xuanming in his body. It was his uncle and master who channeled internal energy day and night to save his life.

Among all the masters and uncles, Yin Liting had the best friendship with his father and treated him very affectionately.

When he looked at the sixth uncle who had been separated for nine years, he saw that his face was full of dust, and his temples were slightly gray. He thought that Ji Xiaofu's death had dealt a great blow to his heart.

"Wuji pays homage to Master Uncle, Sixth Martial Uncle." After speaking, Zhang Wuji knelt down and kowtowed.

"Zhang Wuji?" Hearing this name, the expressions of the Huashan faction and others who were still recovering from their injuries suddenly changed.

You must know that the only person in the martial arts world who knows the whereabouts of the Dragon Saber may be this Zhang Wuji.

To slay the dragon with a precious sword, command the world, and dare not refuse!

Which rivers and lakes people are not interested in commanding the world?Martial arts supreme!Who doesn't want to sit on the supreme throne?

But everyone remembered Miejue Shitai's unpredictable kung fu just now, and quickly held back their greed.

This extinction is not as easy to talk about as Zhang Sanfeng.

Being alive is more important than anything else.

"Wuji boy!" Song Yuanqiao also looked excited. The seven brothers were brothers and sisters. They never expected that the fifth junior brother hadn't returned for ten years.

In the end, they also lost the fifth junior brother's son, but they didn't expect to find it now.

"Master!"

Seeing that Wudang and the others couldn't stop exchanging pleasantries, Juejue coughed: "Hero Song, you Wudang have to give us an explanation."

"That's right! Are you Wudang and the Demon Cult standing together, or are you trying to protect them?" Kongtong Five Elders also rushed over at this time and shouted.

The Kongtong Sect has something to say about the Devil's Cult. Back then, the golden lion king rushed into their sect and killed all directions, even some young disciples were spared, and even snatched their secret manual of the suppressing sect: Seven Injuries Boxing.

Song Yuanqiao frowned, and looked at Zhang Wuji: "Nephew Wuji, you are my Wudang disciple, why did you get involved with Mingjiao?"

Zhang Wuji said: "Uncle Master, these people are all light on life and value righteousness, begging for death generously, they are really unyielding heroes, how can they be demons and heretics?

Besides, Mingjiao kills people, and you have killed ten times as many people. What is the difference between good and evil in general killing? "

Song Yuanqiao was silent, this is his nephew, slapping his family in the face in public?

Can this nephew still want it?Will the master clean up the door after cleaning the door?

Miejue stood aside and didn't speak. She didn't know why, but she suddenly liked to watch some fun.

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Chapter 0281 Desperate Zhang Wuji

Kunlun Mountains.

As the evening approaches, the mountains are covered with clouds and fog, which is mysterious and unpredictable. Gradually, the fog becomes thicker and thicker, and the mountains are covered with white snow.

Looking down on the mountainside, you can't see the bottom of the valley at a glance, and the fog locks the mountain and the mountain locks the fog.

Zhang Wuji glanced at the uncle and the sixth uncle, their eyes were in disbelief.

You must know that the third uncle Yu Daiyan was murdered by the head of the Ziwei Hall of the Sky Eagle Sect, that is, his mother, which directly caused the third uncle to be injured by strong fingers and his limbs were paralyzed.

The sixth uncle's wife was also forcibly robbed by Mingjiao Yang Xiao, and later she was tricked into innocence by rhetoric, and then ruthlessly abandoned.

But Zhang Wuji really couldn't bear to see these righteous men die innocently and tragically.

And speaking of it, his father Wudang Zhang Wuxia, his mother, the head of the Ziwei Hall of the Tianying Sect, and Xie Xun, one of the four great Dharma Kings of the Ming Sect, accidentally entered a deserted island and became brothers and sisters of the opposite sex.

The parents couldn't help themselves on the desert island and gave birth to him.

Because of this, his mother was quite involved with the Devil's Cult, and he had heard the name of the Devil's Cult since he was a child, and he had a good impression of it.But every time I ask a few more questions, my parents don't like it.

When asked about the devil's sect by his adoptive father, he was either dazed in a daze, or suddenly furious, because he was still at a loss as to what was going on with the devil's sect.

Afterwards, he followed Grand Master Zhang Sanfeng, who also hated the Devil's Cult, and when he mentioned it, he earnestly warned him not to make friends with people in the Devil's Cult.

But Zhang Wuji later met Hu Qingniu, Wang Nangu, Chang Yuchun, Xu Da, Zhu Yuanzhang and other heroes, all of whom were members of the Demon Cult.These people's generosity and righteousness may not all be villains, but their actions are secretive, which makes outsiders feel quite unpredictable.

"Wuji, don't mess around, come with me!" Facing the teasing from the heads of the righteous sects, Song Yuanqiao felt a little uncomfortable.

Zhang Wuji didn't care, turned directly to the heroes of the righteous way, clasped his fists and said: "Heroes, although I am a nobody, everyone has parents, wives and children, so why fight like this?

Why don't you stop fighting twice and uncover the grudges of the past. "

Ding Minjun finally couldn't bear it and stood up.

I have practiced hard behind my junior sister for many years, this time I thought I would be able to show off the limelight, but the other junior sisters and senior sisters swept away thousands of troops on the battlefield with all their strength.

Now even an unknown person dares to come out and steal the show.

"Haha, you want us to stop fighting just because of your words? Are you the supreme martial artist?" Ding Minjun mocked.

Zhang Wuji thought about it, and asked, "Excuse me, what if you are the supreme martial artist?"

Ding Minjun smiled and said: "You have the dragon-slaying knife in your hand, and you have to compete with my master's Yitian sword first. If you really become the supreme martial arts, it will not be too late to give orders at that time."

The disciples of Emei laughed when they heard their senior sister ridicule Zhang Wuji, and quite a few people from other sects also laughed in agreement.

Song Yuanqiao was very helpless, if only Zhang Wuji was his son, the fight would go smoothly, and he would have an explanation to his master when he went back.

Song Qingshu on the side was also quite speechless.

At Zhang Wuji's age, he was greatly unworthy of saying "stop fighting".He heard everyone ridiculed, and immediately blushed, but couldn't help saying:

"Senior Sister Ding, Master Miejue, you Emei Sect are originally monks, why don't you be merciful and let them go?"

Miejue Shitai's face was blank, and he said coldly: "My boy, do I need you to teach me a lesson? Since you want to save these people, well, if you can catch my three palms, I will let them go."

Zhang Wuji was silent for a moment, and said earnestly: "Master, the gap between me and you is like that of a firefly and the bright sun, but I am still willing to learn from you. I just ask you to be merciful and appreciate the virtue of heaven."

Song Yuanqiao was helpless, even if his master had a hundred years of skill, he would not dare to say that he was forced to bear the three palms of Miejue Shitai. This kid not only wanted to die, but also wanted to drag Wudang into the water.

If he didn't look so much like Fifth Junior Brother, he would have thought that this guy was an undercover agent of the Devil's Cult.

"Master, please be merciful!" Song Yuanqiao still begged.

The Wudang Seven Heroes have a deep friendship, even if Wudang's reputation is damaged, he can't just watch the damage to the son of his junior.

Juejue looked at Song Yuanqiao's begging eyes, and pondered for a moment, thinking of the relationship between Emei and Wudang, it was not easy to refute the face of the head of 'Song Yuanqiao'.

"You are a junior, and I will not bully the younger with the big. In this way, as long as you can receive the three palms of my youngest disciple, my Emei Sect will let these monsters go!" Juejue said with a smile.

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang, Chang Yuchun and the others beamed with joy. It's still Wudang, with enough face, they seem to have saved their lives.

Can live, who wants to die.

"Zhi Ruo, come out and learn the martial arts of Mr. Zhang!" Jue Jue shouted.

Zhang Wuji thought of the scene where his junior sister Zhiruo fought against a hundred, his heart sank, and then he quickly comforted himself in his heart, maybe his junior sister is good at hidden weapons.And with his current internal strength, as long as he doesn't face the magic weapon, it's not a big problem!

He is strong by him, and the breeze blows the hills.Let him do whatever he wants, and the bright moon shines on the river.He is self-ruthless, he is self-evil, and I am full of sincerity.

"Yes!"

Then in the eyes of everyone, a young girl stood up, her skin was as radiant as snow, and her eyes were like a pool of clear water.

Seeing this young girl, everyone was amazed, even the well-informed Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned.This young girl's appearance is extremely beautiful, she really is like a bright pearl, her beauty is shining brightly, and there is a bookish air between her brows and eyes.

Beautiful and unrecognizable.

Zhou Zhiruo stepped forward, clasped his fists, and said crisply: "Young Master Zhang, please enlighten me!"

Zhang Wuji clasped his fists together: "Junior sister, it's just where righteousness lies, today I sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman!"

After speaking, he held his head high and held his chest high, thinking that he had an extraordinary bearing.

Zhi Ruo smiled, moved his right hand together, and noticed that Zhang Wuji was already behind him, and especially stayed on Chang Yuchun for a while.

If Chang Yuchun hadn't brought the son of the anti-Yuan righteous man 'Zhou Ziwang' on her family's boat back then, her whole family would not have been killed by Yuan soldiers.

But after her parents were killed by Yuan Bing, she was also rescued by Zhang Sanfeng, Wudang owed her a life-saving grace.

Thinking of the former Immortal Zhang Zhenren, Zhiruo sighed in his heart, withdrew [-]% of his internal strength and strength, his aura suddenly disappeared, and hit Zhang Wuji's chest directly.

Zhang Wuji, Zhu Yuanzhang and the others behind him still had good eyesight, so they were relieved, they were saved!

"Om~"

The moment that slender hand touched Zhang Wuji's chest, the surrounding air seemed to shake.

Zhang Wuji felt a mighty force attacking him, like a mountain hitting his chest, and the thick internal force in his body was crushed and shattered. He had almost no resistance at all, and his body was like a bundle of straw, flying in the air. It flew out flat.

"Bang~"

He fell heavily to the ground and lay motionless in the sand, seemingly dead.

Zhu Yuanzhang:? ? ?

Chang Yuchun:? ? ?

Little brother, get up!

The audience was silent for a moment.

Song Yuanqiao panicked, stepped forward to check, and then began to help breathe out his true energy.

After a long time, Zhang Wuji moved his back and struggled to sit up slowly, but his elbows were about a foot high, and suddenly he couldn't hold on, a big mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fell down again.