Myriad Realms: Opening Decisive Battle at Bright Summit

Chapter 53 Drinking ice for ten years!Difficult to cool blood!

"Song Qingshu! What are you talking about!"

Zhou Zhiruo raised her crescent eyebrows angrily, "Song Qingshu, we have a mediocre relationship, please don't call me by my name in the future! Don't even call me sister!"

"Also! Mr. Ling is an upright person with a heart for the world. He is a role model for my generation and the leader of the Anti-Yuan Dynasty!"

"In terms of seniority, he is still your Grand Master Uncle! Why do you call him the devil?"

"That's right! Junior sister Zhiruo is absolutely right!" Jinghui and Jingxuan also stood up to support her.

Juejue said in a cold voice: "Shaoxia Ling's kindness to me, Emei, is as great as a mountain. Anyone who dares to speak ill of him in the future will have trouble with our Emei! Don't say it is unpredictable!"

Song Qingshu quickly bowed and said, "Master, I didn't mean that."

"Go away!" Jue Jue didn't want to listen to Song Qingshu's explanation at all.

Song Qingshu retreated to the side, his whole body collapsed, "Why, why did this happen? What demon method did that Ling use..."

After exterminating Wudang, he rescued the Shaolin, Huashan, Kunlun, and Kongtong martial arts people.

When the six major factions heard that Ling Feng risked his life to rescue them, they all felt ashamed.

"Amitabha, I have long seen that Master Ling is a good person."

"Yes, yes, the leader of our Huashan faction should have died a long time ago."

"The head of our Kongtong faction is also the same."

"Our Kunlun sect, ahem...Xi Huazi should have died a long time ago."

"Looking back now, Ling Shaoxia was helping us clean up the house."

"Yes, yes, Ling Shaoxia took another risk to save us this time, Ling Shaoxia is really a role model in martial arts!"

"Thank you, Shaoxia Ling!"

"If we can escape from danger this time, the grievances between us and the Mingjiao will be wiped out!"

"Not only that, but we will also regard Ling Shaoxia as the leader of the martial arts alliance in the future, and we will jointly resist the Yuan Dynasty and help the world!"

"That's right! As long as we can get out of danger, and after we find the Dragon Slaying Sword, I will only follow Ling Shaoxia's lead!"

This group of masters from the six major sects, who were used to being arrogant in the past, were tortured by that little demon girl Zhao Min to the point of death. Now they have a chance to escape and ascend to heaven. Each one of them talks better than they sing.

Ling Feng just smiled lightly, and didn't take the words of this group of people seriously at all.

Among them, those who are really grateful to him are Wudang and Emei.

It is enough to have the support of these two factions.

Ling Feng counted the number of people, and there are all kinds of six factions, and there are more than 200 people.

Back then, when they were aggressively attacking Guangmingding, there were 3000 to [-] people.

Later, when they were withdrawn from Guangmingding, there were at least 500 people.

But now, there are only more than 200 elites left in the entire martial arts world.

No wonder they lowered their stature so much.

At this time, the battle over Butterfly Valley is about to begin.

It is not particularly difficult for Wang Baobao's 4 elite soldiers to win a Butterfly Valley. Ling Feng must make some noise in Bianliang City as soon as possible to involve the Yuan soldiers in a two-line battle.

"Everyone, come with me, get out of Wan'an Temple, and open the gate of Bianliang!"

"Okay! Get out of Wan'an Temple! Open the gate of Bianliang!"

"It's a pity that Zhao Min's witch is not here, otherwise, her head must be sacrificed to wine!"

The masters of the six factions raised their arms and shouted, everyone's blood boiled with enthusiasm!

Ling Feng immediately pushed open the heavy door of Wan'an Temple.

Swish!
Outside the door, thousands of bows and arrows aimed at Ling Feng and the others.

Zhao Min was wearing a set of close-fitting soft armor, sitting on a tall horse, her pretty face was full of indifference.

And beside Zhao Min, there are two old guards, Xuan Ming!
Behind the two elders, Xuanming and Ming, there are five thousand Iron Armored Primordial Soldiers!
The blood of the masters of the six factions immediately cooled down.

The master who said that he wanted to take the head of the demon girl just now quietly hid at the back of the crowd.

200 people fight 5000 people, there is no chance of winning at all!

Moreover, among these 200 people, only ten people really recovered their internal strength.

This bloody battle is inevitable.

Zhao Min said coldly: "Ling Feng, it's you indeed! That day I felt something was wrong. Why was it strange to see Master Ku's back? It turns out it wasn't my love poison, but you pretending to be Master Ku!"

Ling Feng smiled arrogantly, "Yes, my princess wife, I'm sorry, I know all your little secrets. If you want to cure your poison, I can sacrifice it."

"You..." Zhao Min's pretty face turned pale, "Ling Feng! Stop talking nonsense here! I will give you one last chance to submit to my Dayuan. I, Zhao Min, can do anything for you! But if you don't obey , then I will treat you as a rebel who has committed rebellion! You and everyone around you will die here today! It is related to the rise and fall of my Yuan Dynasty, and I, Zhao Min, will not show mercy this time!"

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Oh? You obey me in everything?"

Zhao Min said: "Yes! Anything! Even... I can marry you!"

Whoa!
The masters of the six factions suddenly seemed to explode.

Juejue scolded: "Shameless witch!"

Song Yuanqiao said: "Little uncle, don't be fooled by this witch."

Master Shaolin Kongzhi said: "Amitabha, the old monk suggested that the benefactor Ling pretends to marry Zhao Min and promises to marry Zhao Min, and wait for me to leave Wan'an Temple safely."

"What the master said is absolutely true!" The Kunlun School, Huashan School, and Kongtong School all agreed.

Song Qingshu said sarcastically: "The one surnamed Ling has flirted with that demon girl, so it's strange if he doesn't agree."

Zhou Zhiruo bit her lip, her pretty face was full of uneasiness.

Ling Feng straightened his chest and shouted coldly: "I am the leader of the Ming Cult! The Yuan Dynasty was tyrannical and the people were in dire straits! I, Ling Feng, am willing to be the first for the world! Fight against the tyranny and help the world! I have been drinking ice for ten years! It is hard to cool down the hot blood! I, Ling Feng! How can I do that? Disregarding the vicissitudes of righteousness for the sake of children's private relationship!"

"Good! Well said!"

Extinction was the first one to sigh, "It's a good sentence to drink ice for ten years, it's hard to cool the blood! Ling Shaoxia, I, Emei, will live and die with you!"

Song Yuanqiao also said excitedly: "You really deserve to be my little uncle of Wudang! I am Wudang, and I swear to live and die with my uncle!"

Zhao Min sneered and said, "Okay, those who are willing to follow the traitor Ling Feng to make trouble can stand where they are, and those who don't want to die can back away!"

The other four sects look at me and I look at you, and finally retreated into the gate with their heads bowed.

Ling Feng smiled coldly, he didn't expect these people at all.

Zhao Min said coldly: "Ling Feng, have you seen it? You only have 30 people around you now! Are you really not afraid of death?"

Ling Feng proudly said: "It's still unknown who will win the battle!"

Just as Zhao Min was about to speak, he heard a burst of fierce shouts from the direction of Bianliang City Gate.

Zhao Min was shocked, "What's going on? Isn't the main force of the Ming army in Butterfly Valley? And who is attacking the city gate!?"

"Report—" a spy of the Yuan soldiers hurried over, "Princess, it's not good, the thief leader Yang Xiao is leading a group of martial arts masters and the Mingjiao army to attack our Bianliang City! The Yuan soldiers guarding the city are all The old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on!"

"Bastard!" Zhao Min scolded angrily, "You have 100 soldiers, but you still can't defend against the attack of more than [-] Japanese troops?"

The lieutenant beside him clasped his hands and said, "Princess, why don't you ask the last general to bring a thousand cavalry to help."

Zhao Min gritted his teeth, "No! The biggest confidant of my Yuan Dynasty is not some revolutionary army! It's Ling Feng! The second elder Xuanming! Give me...kill him!"

As she said that, a tear burst out of Zhao Min's eyes!

(End of this chapter)