Chapter 212: 212
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Zhang Wuji could not bear to watch. "Let us go," he said to Zhu'er. Reaching out, he unsealed her acupoints. Who would have thought that after massaging her back and waist for awhile, Zhu'er still felt numb and aching because her acupoints were still sealed. Only then did they realize the profoundness of Miejue Shitai's internal energy. She only touched lightly, yet her strength penetrated deep into the blood passages. Although Zhang Wuji possessed enough strength and knowledge to unseal the acupoints, he could not do that in such a short period of time.
Zhang Wuji sighed. When he turned his head, he saw all the weapons of the dozens of Rui Jin Flag people were broken. In one hand, these people were surrounded by the Kunlun, Huashan and Kongtong disciples, on the other hand, they were unwilling to run away; thereupon they fought Emei disciples with their bare hands.
Although Miejue Shitai abhorred the Devil Cult, with her status as the Sect Leader of a major sect, she did not want to use a weapon to massacre unarmed enemies. With an outstretched left hand finger, she floated everywhere like a passing cloud or flowing water. In a short moment, the various acupoints of fifty plus Rui Jin Flag people were sealed. They stood upright on the spot, unable to move at all.
Witnessing Miejue Shitai's superior skill like this, the spectators all cheered. It was now daybreak. Suddenly they realized that the Heavenly Eagle Cult's three groups of riders slowly closing in from the east, south and north directions. The riders stopped when they were about several dozen of 'zhang' away from these people. Apparently they assumed a wait-and-see attitude from some distance away and did not wish to challenge the enemy right away.
"Ahniu Ge," Zhu'er said, "Let's leave quickly. It would be a lot worse if we fall into the hands of the Heavenly Eagle Cult."
Zhang Wuji had an inexplicable affection toward the Heavenly Eagle Cult in his heart. It was his mother's sect. When he thought about his mother, oftentimes he also thought, "Mother has died, I can't see her anymore; I wonder if I can see Waigong [maternal grandfather] and Jiujiu [maternal uncle]?" Now that the Heavenly Eagle Cult people were nearby, he wondered if his grandfather or his uncle was among them; therefore, he did not want to leave too soon.
Song Qingshu stepped forward to talk to Miejue Shitai. "Qianbei, we'd better execute the Rui Jin Flag before dealing with the Heavenly Eagle Cult, so that we will have one less thing to worry." Miejue Shitai nodded.
The early morning sun slowly rose from the east. Its hazy ray shone on Miejue Shitai's big and tall figure, leaving a long shadow on the ground. Within the imposing image she projected, there was a cold and lonely, yet frightening emotion. In her desire to break the Devil Cult's spirit, she did not want to kill them with a sword just like that.
In a stern voice she said, "Devil Cult people, listen up: whoever wants to live only needs to beg for mercy, then you'll be free to go."
Her words were met with silence. After half a day, a series of incessant ha-ha, hey-hey, hee-hee laughter was heard; the Ming Cult people broke out in laughter, the sound was loud and clear.
"What's so funny?" Miejue Shitai indignantly asked.
In a loud and clear voice the Rui Jin Flag's Vice Flag Leader Wu Jingcao responded, "We have made an oath to live and die together with Zhuang Dage. Just kill us quickly."
"Humph," Miejue Shitai snorted, "Very well! You still want to be heroes and warriors in a time like this! You wish for a quick and painless death? Not that easy!" Her sword vibrated lightly and immediately cut Wu Jingcao's right arm.
Wu Jingcao laughed out loud, his expression remained calm and composed. "The Ming Cult enforces justice on behalf of Heaven, provides relief to the people, there is no difference between life and death. Old Thief Nun wants us to kneel down and surrender, I suggest you get rid of that desire at the earliest opportunity."
Miejue Shitai was even more furious. 'Shua! Shua! Shua!' three times, she chopped the next three Cult disciples' arms. To the fifth man she asked, "Are you going to beg for mercy?"
"Eat your own stinky old nun dog fart!" the man cursed.
Jing Xuan stepped forward from the side and chopped that man's arm with her sword, while calling out, "Let disciple chop these demons!" She asked several men in succession, but none of the Ming Cult people was willing to surrender. Jing Xuan chopped until her hand grew tired.
"Shifu," she turned her head around, "These demons are so stubborn …" Her intention was to ask for leniency from her master.
Miejue Shitai ignored her completely. "Chop everybody's right arm first," she said, "If they are still stubborn, chop their left arms!" Jing Xuan had no choice but chop several more people's arms.
Zhang Wuji was not able to keep patient much longer; he sprang up from the snow sled and stood in front of Jing Xuan. "Stop!" he called out. Jing Xuan was startled; she took a step backward.
In a loud voice Zhang Wuji said, "Such a cold-blooded cruelty, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Everybody was astonished t see a young man with tattered clothes and unsightly appearance suddenly stepping forward boldly. And then they heard his stern but logical question to Jing Xuan, who was a famous senior master of a famous Sect, they could not help but feel intimidated by his imposing manner.
Jing Xuan let out a long laugh and said, "The demons of the heretic way deserve to be killed. What cruelty are you talking about?"
Zhang Wuji said, "Each one of these men upholds brotherhood and loyalty above everything else, they are not afraid of death, those are the qualities of real heroes and warriors; why do you call them demons of the heretic way?"
"Aren't they Devil Cult's disciples?" Jing Xuan retorted, "Isn't that of the heretical way? That Qing Yi Fu Wang sucks human blood, he killed my Shimei and Shidi. You saw it with your own eyes. If that is not demonic, then what do you call it?"
Zhang Wuji replied, "That Qing Yi Fu Wang killed two people, you have killed ten times more people. He used his teeth to kill, Zun Shi [revered master] used Yitian Sword to kill. They both killed people. What difference there is in good or evil way?"
Jing Xuan was furious. "Young fellow!" she shouted, "You actually dare to equate my Shifu with the heretic demon?" 'Whoosh!' her palm struck toward Zhang Wuji's face. Zhang Wuji hastily moved sideways to evade.
Jing Xuan was the most senior disciple of the Emei Pai, her martial art skill was taught directly by her master. This strike to his face was a fake one; as soon as Zhang Wuji moved sideways, her left leg flew out toward the pit of his stomach. 'Bang! Crack!' Jing Xuan's left leg broke and she was thrown away several 'zhang' backwards.
Turned out as soon as Zhang Wuji's chest was kicked, the Jiu Yang Shen Gong [the divine energy from Nine Yang] inside his body automatically reacted against the incoming force. His footwork was far inferior to Jing Xuan's, but the Jiu Yang Shen Gong was very powerful; the stronger the incoming force, the heavier the reaction force would be. Jing Xuan felt as if her kick was hitting her own body. Luckily she did not have any desire to take his life; this kick only contained about 50% of her strength, so that she did not suffer serious internal injury.
"I am really sorry," Zhang Wuji apologetically said. He rushed forward to help her up.
"Go away! Go away!" Jing Xuan angrily said.
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Zhang Wuji could not bear to watch. "Let us go," he said to Zhu'er. Reaching out, he unsealed her acupoints. Who would have thought that after massaging her back and waist for awhile, Zhu'er still felt numb and aching because her acupoints were still sealed. Only then did they realize the profoundness of Miejue Shitai's internal energy. She only touched lightly, yet her strength penetrated deep into the blood passages. Although Zhang Wuji possessed enough strength and knowledge to unseal the acupoints, he could not do that in such a short period of time.
Zhang Wuji sighed. When he turned his head, he saw all the weapons of the dozens of Rui Jin Flag people were broken. In one hand, these people were surrounded by the Kunlun, Huashan and Kongtong disciples, on the other hand, they were unwilling to run away; thereupon they fought Emei disciples with their bare hands.
Although Miejue Shitai abhorred the Devil Cult, with her status as the Sect Leader of a major sect, she did not want to use a weapon to massacre unarmed enemies. With an outstretched left hand finger, she floated everywhere like a passing cloud or flowing water. In a short moment, the various acupoints of fifty plus Rui Jin Flag people were sealed. They stood upright on the spot, unable to move at all.
Witnessing Miejue Shitai's superior skill like this, the spectators all cheered. It was now daybreak. Suddenly they realized that the Heavenly Eagle Cult's three groups of riders slowly closing in from the east, south and north directions. The riders stopped when they were about several dozen of 'zhang' away from these people. Apparently they assumed a wait-and-see attitude from some distance away and did not wish to challenge the enemy right away.
"Ahniu Ge," Zhu'er said, "Let's leave quickly. It would be a lot worse if we fall into the hands of the Heavenly Eagle Cult."
Zhang Wuji had an inexplicable affection toward the Heavenly Eagle Cult in his heart. It was his mother's sect. When he thought about his mother, oftentimes he also thought, "Mother has died, I can't see her anymore; I wonder if I can see Waigong [maternal grandfather] and Jiujiu [maternal uncle]?" Now that the Heavenly Eagle Cult people were nearby, he wondered if his grandfather or his uncle was among them; therefore, he did not want to leave too soon.
Song Qingshu stepped forward to talk to Miejue Shitai. "Qianbei, we'd better execute the Rui Jin Flag before dealing with the Heavenly Eagle Cult, so that we will have one less thing to worry." Miejue Shitai nodded.
The early morning sun slowly rose from the east. Its hazy ray shone on Miejue Shitai's big and tall figure, leaving a long shadow on the ground. Within the imposing image she projected, there was a cold and lonely, yet frightening emotion. In her desire to break the Devil Cult's spirit, she did not want to kill them with a sword just like that.
In a stern voice she said, "Devil Cult people, listen up: whoever wants to live only needs to beg for mercy, then you'll be free to go."
Her words were met with silence. After half a day, a series of incessant ha-ha, hey-hey, hee-hee laughter was heard; the Ming Cult people broke out in laughter, the sound was loud and clear.
"What's so funny?" Miejue Shitai indignantly asked.
In a loud and clear voice the Rui Jin Flag's Vice Flag Leader Wu Jingcao responded, "We have made an oath to live and die together with Zhuang Dage. Just kill us quickly."
"Humph," Miejue Shitai snorted, "Very well! You still want to be heroes and warriors in a time like this! You wish for a quick and painless death? Not that easy!" Her sword vibrated lightly and immediately cut Wu Jingcao's right arm.
Wu Jingcao laughed out loud, his expression remained calm and composed. "The Ming Cult enforces justice on behalf of Heaven, provides relief to the people, there is no difference between life and death. Old Thief Nun wants us to kneel down and surrender, I suggest you get rid of that desire at the earliest opportunity."
Miejue Shitai was even more furious. 'Shua! Shua! Shua!' three times, she chopped the next three Cult disciples' arms. To the fifth man she asked, "Are you going to beg for mercy?"
"Eat your own stinky old nun dog fart!" the man cursed.
Jing Xuan stepped forward from the side and chopped that man's arm with her sword, while calling out, "Let disciple chop these demons!" She asked several men in succession, but none of the Ming Cult people was willing to surrender. Jing Xuan chopped until her hand grew tired.
"Shifu," she turned her head around, "These demons are so stubborn …" Her intention was to ask for leniency from her master.
Miejue Shitai ignored her completely. "Chop everybody's right arm first," she said, "If they are still stubborn, chop their left arms!" Jing Xuan had no choice but chop several more people's arms.
Zhang Wuji was not able to keep patient much longer; he sprang up from the snow sled and stood in front of Jing Xuan. "Stop!" he called out. Jing Xuan was startled; she took a step backward.
In a loud voice Zhang Wuji said, "Such a cold-blooded cruelty, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"
Everybody was astonished t see a young man with tattered clothes and unsightly appearance suddenly stepping forward boldly. And then they heard his stern but logical question to Jing Xuan, who was a famous senior master of a famous Sect, they could not help but feel intimidated by his imposing manner.
Jing Xuan let out a long laugh and said, "The demons of the heretic way deserve to be killed. What cruelty are you talking about?"
Zhang Wuji said, "Each one of these men upholds brotherhood and loyalty above everything else, they are not afraid of death, those are the qualities of real heroes and warriors; why do you call them demons of the heretic way?"
"Aren't they Devil Cult's disciples?" Jing Xuan retorted, "Isn't that of the heretical way? That Qing Yi Fu Wang sucks human blood, he killed my Shimei and Shidi. You saw it with your own eyes. If that is not demonic, then what do you call it?"
Zhang Wuji replied, "That Qing Yi Fu Wang killed two people, you have killed ten times more people. He used his teeth to kill, Zun Shi [revered master] used Yitian Sword to kill. They both killed people. What difference there is in good or evil way?"
Jing Xuan was furious. "Young fellow!" she shouted, "You actually dare to equate my Shifu with the heretic demon?" 'Whoosh!' her palm struck toward Zhang Wuji's face. Zhang Wuji hastily moved sideways to evade.
Jing Xuan was the most senior disciple of the Emei Pai, her martial art skill was taught directly by her master. This strike to his face was a fake one; as soon as Zhang Wuji moved sideways, her left leg flew out toward the pit of his stomach. 'Bang! Crack!' Jing Xuan's left leg broke and she was thrown away several 'zhang' backwards.
Turned out as soon as Zhang Wuji's chest was kicked, the Jiu Yang Shen Gong [the divine energy from Nine Yang] inside his body automatically reacted against the incoming force. His footwork was far inferior to Jing Xuan's, but the Jiu Yang Shen Gong was very powerful; the stronger the incoming force, the heavier the reaction force would be. Jing Xuan felt as if her kick was hitting her own body. Luckily she did not have any desire to take his life; this kick only contained about 50% of her strength, so that she did not suffer serious internal injury.
"I am really sorry," Zhang Wuji apologetically said. He rushed forward to help her up.
"Go away! Go away!" Jing Xuan angrily said.
Zhang Wuji could not bear to watch. "Let us go," he said to Zhu'er. Reaching out, he unsealed her acupoints. Who would have thought that after massaging her back and waist for awhile, Zhu'er still felt numb and aching because her acupoints were still sealed. Only then did they realize the profoundness of Miejue Shitai's internal energy. She only touched lightly, yet her strength penetrated deep into the blood passages. Although Zhang Wuji possessed enough strength and knowledge to unseal the acupoints, he could not do that in such a short period of time.Zhang Wuji sighed. When he turned his head, he saw all the weapons of the dozens of Rui Jin Flag people were broken. In one hand, these people were surrounded by the Kunlun, Huashan and Kongtong disciples, on the other hand, they were unwilling to run away; thereupon they fought Emei disciples with their bare hands.Although Miejue Shitai abhorred the Devil Cult, with her status as the Sect Leader of a major sect, she did not want to use a weapon to massacre unarmed enemies. With an outstretched left hand finger, she floated everywhere like a passing cloud or flowing water. In a short moment, the various acupoints of fifty plus Rui Jin Flag people were sealed. They stood upright on the spot, unable to move at all.Witnessing Miejue Shitai's superior skill like this, the spectators all cheered. It was now daybreak. Suddenly they realized that the Heavenly Eagle Cult's three groups of riders slowly closing in from the east, south and north directions. The riders stopped when they were about several dozen of 'zhang' away from these people. Apparently they assumed a wait-and-see attitude from some distance away and did not wish to challenge the enemy right away."Ahniu Ge," Zhu'er said, "Let's leave quickly. It would be a lot worse if we fall into the hands of the Heavenly Eagle Cult."Zhang Wuji had an inexplicable affection toward the Heavenly Eagle Cult in his heart. It was his mother's sect. When he thought about his mother, oftentimes he also thought, "Mother has died, I can't see her anymore; I wonder if I can see Waigong maternal grandfather and Jiujiu maternal uncle?" Now that the Heavenly Eagle Cult people were nearby, he wondered if his grandfather or his uncle was among them; therefore, he did not want to leave too soon.Song Qingshu stepped forward to talk to Miejue Shitai. "Qianbei, we'd better execute the Rui Jin Flag before dealing with the Heavenly Eagle Cult, so that we will have one less thing to worry." Miejue Shitai nodded.The early morning sun slowly rose from the east. Its hazy ray shone on Miejue Shitai's big and tall figure, leaving a long shadow on the ground. Within the imposing image she projected, there was a cold and lonely, yet frightening emotion. In her desire to break the Devil Cult's spirit, she did not want to kill them with a sword just like that.In a stern voice she said, "Devil Cult people, listen up: whoever wants to live only needs to beg for mercy, then you'll be free to go."Her words were met with silence. After half a day, a series of incessant ha-ha, hey-hey, hee-hee laughter was heard; the Ming Cult people broke out in laughter, the sound was loud and clear."What's so funny?" Miejue Shitai indignantly asked.In a loud and clear voice the Rui Jin Flag's Vice Flag Leader Wu Jingcao responded, "We have made an oath to live and die together with Zhuang Dage. Just kill us quickly.""Humph," Miejue Shitai snorted, "Very well! You still want to be heroes and warriors in a time like this! You wish for a quick and painless death? Not that easy!" Her sword vibrated lightly and immediately cut Wu Jingcao's right arm.Wu Jingcao laughed out loud, his expression remained calm and composed. "The Ming Cult enforces justice on behalf of Heaven, provides relief to the people, there is no difference between life and death. Old Thief Nun wants us to kneel down and surrender, I suggest you get rid of that desire at the earliest opportunity."Miejue Shitai was even more furious. 'Shua! Shua! Shua!' three times, she chopped the next three Cult disciples' arms. To the fifth man she asked, "Are you going to beg for mercy?""Eat your own stinky old nun dog fart!" the man cursed.Jing Xuan stepped forward from the side and chopped that man's arm with her sword, while calling out, "Let disciple chop these demons!" She asked several men in succession, but none of the Ming Cult people was willing to surrender. Jing Xuan chopped until her hand grew tired."Shifu," she turned her head around, "These demons are so stubborn " Her intention was to ask for leniency from her master.Miejue Shitai ignored her completely. "Chop everybody's right arm first," she said, "If they are still stubborn, chop their left arms!" Jing Xuan had no choice but chop several more people's arms.Zhang Wuji was not able to keep patient much longer; he sprang up from the snow sled and stood in front of Jing Xuan. "Stop!" he called out. Jing Xuan was startled; she took a step backward.In a loud voice Zhang Wuji said, "Such a cold-blooded cruelty, aren't you ashamed of yourself?"Everybody was astonished t see a young man with tattered clothes and unsightly appearance suddenly stepping forward boldly. And then they heard his stern but logical question to Jing Xuan, who was a famous senior master of a famous Sect, they could not help but feel intimidated by his imposing manner.Jing Xuan let out a long laugh and said, "The demons of the heretic way deserve to be killed. What cruelty are you talking about?"Zhang Wuji said, "Each one of these men upholds brotherhood and loyalty above everything else, they are not afraid of death, those are the qualities of real heroes and warriors; why do you call them demons of the heretic way?""Aren't they Devil Cult's disciples?" Jing Xuan retorted, "Isn't that of the heretical way? That Qing Yi Fu Wang sucks human blood, he killed my Shimei and Shidi. You saw it with your own eyes. If that is not demonic, then what do you call it?"Zhang Wuji replied, "That Qing Yi Fu Wang killed two people, you have killed ten times more people. He used his teeth to kill, Zun Shi revered master used Yitian Sword to kill. They both killed people. What difference there is in good or evil way?"Jing Xuan was furious. "Young fellow!" she shouted, "You actually dare to equate my Shifu with the heretic demon?" 'Whoosh!' her palm struck toward Zhang Wuji's face. Zhang Wuji hastily moved sideways to evade.Jing Xuan was the most senior disciple of the Emei Pai, her martial art skill was taught directly by her master. This strike to his face was a fake one; as soon as Zhang Wuji moved sideways, her left leg flew out toward the pit of his stomach. 'Bang! Crack!' Jing Xuan's left leg broke and she was thrown away several 'zhang' backwards.Turned out as soon as Zhang Wuji's chest was kicked, the Jiu Yang Shen Gong the divine energy from Nine Yang inside his body automatically reacted against the incoming force. His footwork was far inferior to Jing Xuan's, but the Jiu Yang Shen Gong was very powerful; the stronger the incoming force, the heavier the reaction force would be. Jing Xuan felt as if her kick was hitting her own body. Luckily she did not have any desire to take his life; this kick only contained about 50% of her strength, so that she did not suffer serious internal injury."I am really sorry," Zhang Wuji apologetically said. He rushed forward to help her up."Go away! Go away!" Jing Xuan angrily said.
