Martial Arts: The Gunslinger

"Enough, shut up!" Nun Miejue's face became more and more ugly. She thought that what Minjun said made sense. A man and a woman were alone, and they were so passionate. They had been in the same room for several months. It was impossible for nothing to happen. Xiaofu was too naive. She was deceived by a man.

"Xiaofu, I will verify your integrity later. This is Mr. Tieqin's handwritten letter, it can't be faked, you should take a good look at it now."Master Miejue threw the letter to the ground. Ji Xiaofu looked aggrieved, wiped away her tears, crawled over to pick up the letter, and read it carefully.

The handwriting on the letter was vigorous and sharp. It was obviously written by a sword master, probably He Taichong, the head of Kunlun Sect.

"The young master...killed Xian Yutong...and wants to challenge my Emei……"

After reading the content, Ji Xiaofu collapsed to the ground, and her whole body was depressed.

She knew her master too well. Her master took it as his mission to revive Emei. If anything was even slightly beneficial to Emei, he would make every effort to achieve it. Anyone who threatened or provoked Emei would be a thorn in the master's side, and he would not tolerate them. The master would do everything in his power to eradicate them.

""Xiaofu, what else do you have to say now?"

Miejue stared coldly at Ji Xiaofu, waiting for the latter's answer.

Ding Minjun looked mocking, thinking,"Let's see what you can do."

"Master, Xiaofu has been with the Master for several months and knows him well. He has no other intentions in challenging Emei, he just wants to improve his spear skills and make friends through martial arts. He doesn't really want to be an enemy of Master." Ji Xiaofu explained with red eyes.

"Making friends through martial arts? Stop at that point?"Mr. Miejue said word by word,"Severely wounding Guan Neng, the head of Kongtong Sect, and beheading Xian Yutong, the head of Huashan Sect, this is what you call making friends through martial arts! This is what you call stopping at that point!"

"master……"

Ji Xiaofu knelt on the ground, tears welling up in her eyes.

Ji Xiaofu was not present at the time to explain why Su Ming killed Xian Yutong. However, Ji Xiaofu believed that Su Ming would not kill innocent people. Since he killed someone, he must have his reasons.

""Xiaofu, you became my disciple when you were seven years old, and I have always loved you. If one day in the future, Su Ming attacks Mount Emei, which side will you stand on? Will you help him or me?"

Nun Miejue's eyes were like those of a hawk, staring at Ji Xiaofu who was kneeling below, waiting for Ji Xiaofu to express her opinion.

Ji Xiaofu bit her cherry lips, tears rolling down like pearls, and choked up:

""Master has taught me, and Master has saved my life. One is love, and the other is righteousness. If I can't have both, then I would rather die!"

After saying this, her slender jade hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the sword on Ding Minjun's waist.

Ding Minjun was stunned, and immediately reacted, and pushed Ji Xiaofu's hand away. However, Ji Xiaofu turned her hand and took Ding Minjun's sword away, and then the long sword was unsheathed and placed across her neck.

"Master, whatever I say is wrong. Today I have no choice but to die to prove my will."

With tears in her eyes, Ji Xiaofu stared at Master Miejue.

The fine steel sword was on her neck, and the tip of the sword was only a millimeter away from the artery. As long as Ji Xiaofu had a thought, she could end this life.

"Among all the disciples who have been trained by me, you are the only one who has mastered the"Wind-like Hands". It's a pity to use such a wonderful grappling technique to commit suicide."

Looking at Ji Xiaofu who was about to commit suicide with her sword, Master Miejue couldn't bear it. She sighed and said,"Your father is the old hero Ji, and your fiancé is one of the Seven Heroes of Wudang. Are you committing suicide today to put me in an unjust position? Put down your sword!"

Although her voice was very stern, everyone could hear that Miejue was protecting Ji Xiaofu and didn't want her to do anything stupid.

""Master!"

Hearing Miejue's tolerance, Ji Xiaofu's eyes were filled with gratitude.

After all, they had been master and apprentice for more than ten years, and their relationship was very deep. Even if Ji Xiaofu made a mistake, Miejue would still forgive her.

"How could this happen? Damn it, damn it!"

Ding Minjun cursed in her heart, she was so angry that she almost died.

She finally seized the opportunity to defeat Ji Xiaofu miserably, but the master could still forgive her. Too biased, too biased.

Swish!

Miejue popped out a Buddhist bead, and with a bang, it knocked Ji Xiaofu's sword down. Ding Minjun immediately picked up the sword, and Ji Xiaofu was left with nothing.

""Xiaofu, your relationship with Su Ming, your master can not pursue it." Miejue said lightly:"However, you have been engaged to Yin Liting of Wudang Mountain for a long time. Su Ming has ruined your innocence. The next time you see him, I want you to kill him with your own hands!""

I want you to kill him with your own hands!"

The voice of Master Miejue echoed in the empty hall, gloomy, majestic, cold and ruthless. In Emei, this sentence is an imperial decree, and there is no room for rebuttal.

"Master!!"

Ji Xiaofu knelt down, grief-stricken, and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Enough! If you don't kill Su Ming, I'm not your master!"

Master Miejue didn't even look at Ji Xiaofu, turned around and walked out of the hall, and ordered Ding Minjun behind her:

"On the fifteenth day of the eighth month, the night of the full moon, on Wangpanshan Island, we raised our swords to demonstrate our authority. Minjun, go inform the disciples that we will set off tomorrow to seize the Dragon Slaying Sword from Wangpanshan Island."

""Yes, Master."

Ding Minjun clasped her fists at Miejue's back, and glanced at Ji Xiaofu from the corner of her eyes. Seeing that the latter's face was covered in blood, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, and she was very proud in her heart.

Ji Xiaofu was still kneeling on the ground, knocking her head non-stop, her head was broken and bleeding, but Miejue had already walked far away and could not see anything.

The next morning, at the foot of Mount Emei.

The head of the sect, Master Miejue, led the team personally, with the sword of heaven hanging from her waist, and behind her was a large group of Emei female disciples. They set out from the north entrance of Mount Emei and headed for Wangpanshan Island. Ji Xiaofu was also among them

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Dear book friends, the author is a man of his words. I owe you 6 chapters. I will start to repay my debt now. This is the first chapter!