Wandering the Immortals and Martial Heavens

This arrow was more powerful than the previous one. The huge force almost knocked down the sword in Ding Minjun's hand, forcing her to take three or four steps back before letting go of the huge force.

At this time, everyone heard a horse neighing, and saw a white horse with no variegated body coming slowly from the west, and a young man in purple was sitting on the horse's back.

The boy held a big bow in his hand, followed by two people, one big and one small. . .

Chang Yuchun looked at the big bow in Jing Zhou's hand, and couldn't help but said to himself: "Your benefactor is so strong, look at this bow, it's probably a bit heavier than the strong bows in the army. I thought benefactor was carrying a gun Hanging the bow is just an ordinary decoration, but I didn't expect to see it wrong. I just don't know if Engong is more skilled at horseback or more skillful at horseback."

Although Chang Yuchun himself was also good at using bows, he thought to himself that he couldn't shoot the previous arrow.

It takes a lot of strength to knock people back three or four steps from such a distance!

"Who are you? The Emei faction is working here, do you want to take care of it?" Seeing the extraordinary momentum of the man on horseback, Ding Minjun calmed down a bit, and then named the Emei faction.

The arrow was so powerful that her hand holding the sword was still numb.

Ding Minjue didn't know the depth of the person in front of him, so he didn't dare to make a move, but wanted to use the prestige of Miejue Shitai to make the person in front of him retreat voluntarily.

In this arena, who doesn't know her master Miejue Shitai?

Even Zhang Sanfeng on Wudang Mountain wanted to give her master some face.

As long as she's not a traitor from the Devil's Cult, if she hears her master's name, she must give her some face!

Jing Zhouce immediately took a few steps forward, and said slowly: "I don't know who it is, it turned out to be the apprentice of Extinction, if it was something else, the young master might not intervene, but well, today's matter, so what if the young master takes care of it! "

"Let's not talk about you as a disciple of the Emei Sect. Today is Juejue standing here. If I don't want to retreat, what can she do to me? Your Emei Sect's Yitian Sword is sharp, but I don't know if it can hurt me half a point!"

Hearing Jing Zhou's words, everyone except Chang Yuchun and Zhang Wuji thought he was talking big and bragging.

You're a brat, you dare to boast about Haikou, and you don't look down on the head of a school?

Miejue Shitai is a person who makes people change their colors. Even Monk Peng on the ground dare not face the sharp edge of Yitian Sword.

These people, if they can withstand three moves under the Yitian sword of Juejueshi, they can brag for a lifetime!

Seeing that the boy had saved his life before, Monk Peng couldn't bear to have him involved, and shouted: "Thank you young man for saving the monk's life. If there is a chance, the monk will repay you in the next life."

"Although the monk doesn't like Jue Jue's old thief, the Yitian sword in Jue Jue's hand is really sharp. The monk thinks he is no match. The young man should take the opportunity to leave, and don't get involved again."

"This old thief is cruel and merciless. I don't know how many people died under her sword!"

Hearing Monk Peng's words, Ding Minjun's arrogance rose another three points, and he said coldly: "Boy, let alone this thief monk, even Yang Dingtian, the leader of the Demon Cult, dare not look directly at my Emei Yitian Excalibur. The sharpness of the divine sword!"

"If you leave now, what happened to me today will never have happened!"

"I will take care of this matter today, my lord. Monk, you can think about how to repay me. The next life is too far away, and I can't see you, my lord. The repayment is better in this life." Don't be afraid, he has already practiced three volumes of the Nine Suns Manual, and the true energy in the meridians is no longer as deep as before.

He had a gentle voice, and he spoke without haste or slowness, and there was a sense of calm confidence in his words, which made Ding Minjun on the side inexplicably afraid.

"Hmph, you wait. When the master comes, I will definitely want you to look good." Ding Minjun said coldly, and then he was about to retreat. The arrow from this man just now shocked her too much. At this time, her right arm is still sore, if she really moves her hands, she is afraid that she will not get any benefit.

Anyway, the master is not far away, when the master arrives, no matter who he is, he will die under the Yitian sword!

At that time, we must make this hateful thief look good!

She even thought of the way the thief in front of her was begging for mercy under Yitian's sword.

"I want to go, son, do I agree?"

There was a sound of piercing through the air, Jing Zhou raised his hand and shot another arrow, aiming at Ding Minjun's calf, if she fled back regardless, she would be shot through her leg by this arrow.

Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Ding Minjun forcefully raised his internal strength, and used the move "Moon Sets on the West Mountain", sweeping the feather arrow from top to bottom.

However, how could she know that the arrow has the internal force of nine suns attached to it, and it is useless for ordinary swords to cut it.

"Ah!" A scream came from Ding Minjun's mouth. Everyone heard the sound and looked, and saw that the feather arrow knocked off the sword in Ding Minjun's hand and shot directly through her calf. Half of the arrow was exposed with flesh and blood. It's scary.

The severe pain stimulated Ding Minjun's brain, and she staggered, she fell to the ground, her complexion was pale, and she didn't have half of the arrogant look before.

She never imagined that the person in front of her really disregarded the general trend of the Emei faction and attacked her here.

The title of her master was the result of one life after another!

In the past, when other people saw her, as long as they reported the name of master, who wouldn't let her get three points?

"Don't come here, don't come here!"

Ding Minjun has encountered this kind of situation there since she became successful in martial arts. In the past, everyone outside treated her with respect!

She was really scared now, and she didn't care about the pain in her legs. She pulled her hands on the soil and backed away with all her strength.

She now knew that this man in front of her would really kill her!

Jing Zhou raised his bow and set his arrows, his movements were smooth and smooth, suddenly Ji Xiaofu stood in front of him and begged: "Young hero, please let my senior sister go, today we are the ones who have spoken rudely, Ji Xiaofu is here to apologize to the young hero. "

Enduring the pain in her abdomen, Ji Xiaofu planned to pack Jing Zhou's luggage, but was scolded by Jing Zhou.

"Miss Ji, could it be that she forgot that she threw a sword at you earlier? If I hadn't come in time, you might have died by her sword!"

Ji Xiaofu is so kind!

Apart from Zhang Wuji, there is probably no third person like this in this world.

People who are kind are bullied, and horses who are good are ridden by others. It is true to be kind, but once it crosses the line, it is a tragedy.In the rivers and lakes, people should repay kindness with kindness and revenge with revenge. Otherwise, how can they repay kindness with virtue?

Ji Xiaofu shook her head, and continued: "She is my senior sister, she is ruthless and I can't be unrighteous, please young man let my senior sister go."

"Do you know that this request is not simple? If I let her go, how can she hold proof to prevent your master from chasing and killing me?"

"I promise not to tell the master, really, please let me go." Ding Minjun pleaded with Jing Zhou with a trembling voice, his face full of horror.

She doesn't want to die, now that Ji Xiaofu has colluded with the Demon Sect, the head of the sect will definitely not fall to her, as long as she pleases the master, maybe the master will hand over the head of the sect to herself in the future.

Now that she heard that she had a chance to live, she hastened to express her thoughts, for fear that the man would raise his hand and shoot her another arrow.

"Young hero, my senior sister said that she will not tell the master what happened today, and please let the young hero let us go. Xiaofu will definitely repay the young hero by acting like a bull and a horse in the future."

Jing Zhou thought about it for a while, and it was a little different from what he imagined, so he said aloud: "I don't like to answer in the future, what will be the next day? If you don't come with me now, I will let your senior sister go, how?"

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