PDLP Chapter 128 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Chapter 128 The eldest sister kidnapped the demon king
Wei Zhuyun grabbed Mingnan's wrist and pulled her behind him without giving her permission, "Be careful——"
A jade-colored light flashed in his hand, and a folding fan suddenly appeared, blocking the sword with overwhelming chill.
The sword energy collided with the folding fan, making a buzzing sound, and Wei Zhuyun couldn't help but groan.
In an instant, the heaven and earth shook. The collision of spiritual power and demonic energy created a huge wave. The disciple who was feeling complacent nearby was blown away in the blink of an eye, rolling and crawling in the air, struggling to keep his body steady.
The one with bad luck directly knocked down the ancient tree and vomited blood and fell into coma.
A streak of blood also flowed out from the corner of Wei Zhuyun's lips.
Mingnan raised his hand to dissipate the aftermath of the attack, and his expression changed drastically when he saw the situation.
Wei Zhuyun's shoulders trembled almost imperceptibly. Mingnan noticed it and reached out to hold his back to support him.
Wei Zhuyun looked at her, and the two of them exchanged glances calmly.
Mingnan realized instantly that Wei Zhuyun's injuries had not yet fully healed, or rather, he had incurred new injuries in the past half month. Although he didn't know what he had done, it was obvious that he was no match for Ji Wuqing at the moment.
She made a prompt decision and said to Ji Wuqing who was slowly appearing in the void: "What happened today was done by me. If you have any dissatisfaction, feel free to come to me."
“Master!” Ruan Youming ran out of the ruins, her hair dishevelled and her clothes tattered. Her hair that looked like it had been gnawed by a dog made her look even more ridiculous, pitiful and funny. She ran to Ji Wuqing with grievance and sobbed, “My disciple almost didn’t get to see Master.”
As she spoke, her body swayed and she was about to fall down.
Seeing this, Ji Wuqing was furious. He fell from the void, ignoring the many eyes watching him. He directly took her into his arms and comforted her in a gentle voice: "It's okay. Master is here. No one can hurt you anymore."
It would have been better if he hadn't said it. Once he said it, Ruan Youming cried even more miserably, "Master, our senior sister has colluded with the demons and teased and insulted us. You can't be soft-hearted and let her go this time. She is no longer the upright and loyal senior sister!"
"Master knows, please step back."
Ji Wuqing raised his hand and injected her with spiritual power to help her heal her wounds, then set up a barrier to push her to a safe place behind.
Ruan Youming sniffed, and when he looked at Mingnan and Wei Zhuyun again, his eyes were full of pleasure of watching a good show.
Mingnan didn't even look at her. He just stood in front of Wei Zhuyun and confronted Ji Wuqing head-on.
Ji Wuqing looked at her with a complicated expression, his eyes seemed to be disappointed and compassionate. He said softly: "I never thought that you would fall to this level."
Ming Nan was disgusted by him and wanted to vomit. She asked back, "What do you mean by depravity? Being with a demon cultivator is depravity? Who made that rule? You?"
Ji Wuqing was startled, frowned and said: "Immortals and demons cannot coexist..."
"It's okay to be incompatible, but who says that all the immortals are good people and all the demons are evil? Who stipulates that the immortals are the representatives of good and the demons are the symbols of evil? Is it the way of heaven?"
Ji Wuqing was silent for a moment, "Naturally, Heaven has never stipulated this, but——"
Mingnan smiled, and that smile was full of irony. "Since Heaven doesn't divide people into different classes, then why are you so noble? You call yourselves immortals, and you believe Heaven protects the people, but what have you really contributed to the people? Especially you - you practice the ruthless way, and you have never shown any affection to the world, so why do you think you are the representative of holiness?"
These words were so reasonable and well-founded that Ji Wuqing was speechless.
He gripped the hilt of the sword tightly, and the spiritual energy in his body surged chaotically.
Wei Zhuyun chuckled, "If you're talking about falling, Ji Wuqing, you're having an affair with your own disciple, and you're protecting and indulging her, isn't that falling?"
"Stop making up stories! My master is the leader of the Seven Star Sect, respected by all the people. How can you compare him with a traitor who betrayed his master and a nameless rat?"
Ruan Youming was so angry that she put her hands on her hips.
"Then let me ask you, are the lives of the eight disciples in the secret realm worthy of comparison? They could have lived, but in the most dangerous moment, the Immortal Master they trusted the most abandoned them and saved you. Maybe you think that your master has a different relationship with you and that he should save you, but don't forget that if you hadn't insisted on breaking into the secret realm and snatching the divine weapon, they would not have died to protect you."
Mingnan's tone was calm, but his voice was extremely clear, and every word he said pierced deeply into Ruan Youming's heart.
Her face suddenly turned pale, her lips trembled but she couldn't speak.
Because she really felt guilty.
"Enough!" Ji Wuqing exhaled deeply, and the tip of his sword slowly moved towards Mingnan, "Do you have to protect this demon cultivator today?"
"That's right. If you want to touch him, you have to get past me first."
The long whip in Mingnan's hand emitted a strong purple light.
Ji Wuqing nodded, "Okay, then let me see how much you have improved since you left the Seven Star Sect!"
Before he finished speaking, he turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot. Before everyone could react, he appeared behind Wei Zhuyun at some point, and the sharp tip of the sword pierced straight into his dantian!
This move is aimed at destroying his cultivation!
Wei Zhuyun's eyes darkened, it was too late for him to turn around, so he folded his fan and transformed it into a sword, blocking the attack with his backhand.
"Chong-"
The tip of the sword collided with the blade, sending out countless sparks.
Mingnan turned around suddenly and saw Wei Zhuyun smiling at her, then spitting out blood.
The scarlet blood was still hot, splattering on Mingnan's face.
Mingnan was stunned. His mind went blank at that moment, and he felt something explode in his heart with a bang.
Ji Wuqing's face was slightly condensed. This move of his showed no mercy at all, yet he could still block it. His strength should not be underestimated. Moreover, he was so young. With such talent, if he was left alone, he would become a great threat to the Immortal Sect.
He was filled with murderous intent. After one failed move, he retreated. The long sword flew out of his hand and hung in the air. The one sword turned into thousands of swords, which stabbed at Wei Zhuyun with a buzzing sound.
The cold murderous intent loomed from all directions, making Wei Zhuyun almost unable to breathe.
A fierce battle is inevitable.
He frowned slightly, grabbed Mingnan's hand, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go——"
Mingnan came back to his senses, with a faint flame flickering in his eyes, "I won't leave."
"Go away--" Wei Zhuyun loved her deeply, but was also annoyed by her deep love for him.
He tried to push Mingnan out with his backhand, but Mingnan grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind her. She didn't know where she got such strength from, and Wei Zhuyun was caught off guard and couldn't break free.
He watched Mingnan take on that murderous sword move, and his heart skipped a beat.
"Mingnan——"
However, the expected tragic scene did not occur.
At the moment when the sword was about to fall on Mingnan, a dazzling light suddenly burst out from Mingnan's body.
It shook the heavens and the earth, and made the surroundings as bright as day.
The unparalleled power was so overwhelming that it left everyone dumbfounded.
"Ji Wuqing, you are looking for death."
Mingnan swung his palm back, and the sword formation shattered and disappeared. However, the palm wind did not show any sign of weakening and went straight towards Ji Wuqing!
Ji Wuqing's usually calm face finally showed cracks. He couldn't believe it and tried to resist in panic, but he couldn't resist the power of this palm, "Puff——"