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A moment later, a noise suddenly came from the pagoda of Wan'an Temple.

Obviously, at this time, the Ming Cult must have fought with the defenders inside, and Liang Yue had already quietly cleared out more than half of the entire Wan'an Temple.

However, he did not relax at all at this time, because after turning most of the temple down, the guy discovered that the Wan'an Temple is indeed filled with a lot of explosives, and most of them are concentrated near the pagoda.

Fortunately, Liang Yue discovered it early and took action in time. He cleaned up the entire area in a short time, and also dug a canal around the pagoda to water it with an unlimited source of water.

After that, Liang Yue directly took out the double guns of the piercing person and began to fire at the defenders who were coming in another area.

Although this pair of guns from the game world is powerful and has a long range, the shooting sound is relatively light, just like a pistol equipped with a silencer.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang ~

Accompanied by a continuous burst of gunfire, about half a minute later, no one dared to come out from afar.

"Zhao Min is really cruel. Fortunately, the gunpowder of this era does not have any perfect water barrier measures. Otherwise, as long as a lead is lit, at least half of this Wan'an Temple will be bombed into the sky..."

...

“Wow~”

At this moment, a burst of slight sounds of clothes and belts suddenly approached quickly towards me.

This sounds not loud, but it's very fast.

Liang Yue turned around and saw that it was Zhang Wuji who was using his light skills and quickly came to the sky in a golden rooster's independent posture.

"Brother Liang, where are our Ming Cult brothers?"

"In the pagoda behind you, hurry in and go and save people. I will help you guard it, but the speed is fast. Now there are a lot of explosives buried in Wan'an Temple, so Chile changes."

"Explosive!?Okay, please trouble you Brother Liang."

After briefly understanding the situation here, Zhang Wuji's face suddenly became serious. After explaining, he immediately rushed into the pagoda.

At this time, Zhang Wuji was like a slaughtered tiger, extremely fierce and unbearable!

With his superb light skills and almost endless internal strength, he had already contacted his own Ming Cult's troops in just a few breaths.

Liang Yue was standing on the wall outside the pagoda at this time, and from a distance, he could hear the loud shouts of Master Zhang.

"Nine Yang Divine Art~!" "The Great Movement of the Universe~" "Eat me a Tai Chi!" "Hey~ha!" "Roar~!!!"...

"This is really... a person with a goal, he is full of motivation~"

...

After Zhang Wuji joined, in just a moment, a group of martial arts people who were embarrassed and looked dim, as if they hadn't washed for more than ten days, began to rush out of the pagoda one after another.

Among them were Taoist priests, monks, and nuns.

Each of them looked haggard and inconsistent. It was obvious that during the imprisonment period, these masters from the six major sects did not have a good time.

It seems that although he has not been tortured, most of them are so hungry that they are pale and thin, and they are listless.

However, Zhang Wuji had obviously removed the strange poison of Shixiang Soft Jin San for them. Without the obstruction of the toxins, the tendons and veins in the human body began to become smooth again.

At this time, most of the masters from these six major sects were sitting cross-legged on the ground as soon as they walked out of the pagoda, exerting their energy, and starting to re-mobilize and adapt to the internal energy in their bodies.

After a while, the faces of these people began to turn rosy, and they all regained their master's style, and they were full of energy.

Several people even questioned Liang Yue on the wall.

"Hey! Little Taoist priest! Are you also from the Ming Cult? What's going on here now?"

The person who spoke seemed to be one of the two elders in Huashan. As for whether he was the leader, Liang Yue didn't know. Anyway, in this movie world, the two elders in Huashan were all very vulgar and despicable.

Even if a serious question is at this time, it will make people feel a little inappropriate...

"I have already killed most of the defenders in Wan'an Temple, but it is not ruled out that reinforcements from the Yuanmeng people will arrive later. In addition, the Wan'an Temple is now full of explosives.

So please be careful not to let the fire be caused here.”

At this time, Liang Yue didn't care about the other party's tone or other questions. He introduced the surrounding situation in just a few words.

"Explosive!? These Yuan Meng people are really sinister and vicious~!"

"Yes, it's even more than the two of us!"

"It must be the idea that Zhao Min was thinking! That little girl is very cunning!"

"It's all right. Our Huashan Sect must settle the matter for her to the end in the future!"

"That's it! I remember the mother's Mongolian name, it seems to be Minmin Iron Fungus!"

...

"Then what arrangements do you have in the Ming Cult will be next?"

"At this moment, everyone in the Ming Cult is busy saving you in the tower. As for the extra arrangements, it is not clear that this is down, but this Wan'an Temple is not far from the wall of the capital.

Judging from the martial arts of all seniors, it should not be difficult to escape from heaven.”

"Hmm? Boy, from what you mean, you don't seem to be from the Ming Cult?"

"Brother Liang is the one we invited to help and rescue all the masters and seniors from the six major sects. Thanks to him this time, we can rescue you all smoothly!"

A voice suddenly came from above the pagoda. When everyone turned around, they saw that the man was Zhang Wuji.

At this moment, the Master Zhang was holding Zhou Zhiruo with pear blossoms and rain in his arms, slowly falling from the air, holding a beauty with chivalrous and perseverance on her face, with a scattered belt, and graceful demeanor.

The pagoda behind it began to burn at some point.

Under the background, the image of Master Zhang also appears particularly energetic and majestic at this time.

Remind of Zhang Wuji's previous feat of saving the people of the six major sects and water and fire.

This momentum immediately set off him like a hero, making many martial arts people present unconsciously feel respectful in their hearts!

The others from the Ming Cult also jumped out of all levels of the pagoda at this time, and were covered in embarrassment, and some of them were covered in blood.

The words "gratitude is as heavy as a mountain" suddenly rose in the hearts of the six major sects.

"Hey! Why didn't you see Master Miejue?"

An old monk with a white beard seemed to find something wrong at this time, so he hurriedly asked.

"The teacher, the old master, has a strong temperament, and has always been in a grudge against me, Ming Cult. This time, he refused to accept the rescue. I originally wanted to force her out of the tower.

Who would have thought that Master Miejue actually used his internal strength to break his heart. Alas! It’s my fault~!"

After hearing the old monk's question, Zhang Wuji's face suddenly felt a little self-blame, and he shook his head and sighed.

Zhou Zhiruo in her arms buried her head directly in his chest at this time, and she cooperated and burst into tears...

"ah!?"

"How could this happen, why should it be like this!"

"Amitabha~"

"This is the loss of my righteous martial arts world."

...

Everyone present was shocked when they heard Zhang Wuji's words, and then they even had a strong sigh and unbearable look on their faces.

"But before his death, Master Miejue had already passed the position of head of the Emei Sect to Junior Sister Zhou Zhiruo."

"?"

After hearing Zhang Wuji's words, he looked at the Emei Sect members who suddenly began to stir up, and raised their heads with a determined look on their faces, and looked at Zhang Wuji affectionately.

Then, Zhou Zhiruo walked to the disciples of the sect and began to explain Mie Jue's last words.

Liang Yue couldn't help scratching her head at this time.

"When did the two of them get together... What should Xiao Zhao do? Could it be that they were abandoned like in the original work and then brought back to Persia as a saint?

That's Goddess Qiu~!"

"Boom~!"

At this moment, an explosion suddenly sounded from the pagoda with flames behind him, and a window lattice and gravel fell instantly. Seeing that the situation was not good, the crowd below hurriedly dodged to the side.

"Not good! It's about to explode here! Let's go!"

With Zhang Wuji's order, everyone around him immediately responded positively, flocked to him, and supported each other and ran outward.

Liang Yue was not vague at this time and ran ahead in the lead.

After pedaling on the roof for a few steps, the whole person quickly flew to the wall of the temple.

After carefully looking around, I found that a piece of Yuanmeng army had appeared in the distance, holding guns and shields, queuing up toward this side.

Some generals have led a team of cavalry to cross the crowd and come to gallop.

Judging from the scale, there are at least seventy or eighty teams, all of whom are wearing thick cotton armor and helmets.

Obviously, this is an elite team!

"Good elites, my favorite thing is to kill your elites."

While muttering to himself, Liang Yue bent her mouth at this moment, and quickly raised the two guns in her hand. With a distance of nearly a hundred meters, he aimed the gun at the general leading the team in front.

"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~"...