"Fortunately, Jingxu went down the mountain to chase Ding Minjun, hoping to find out what happened, so as not to let Emei have another civil strife."

After several Emei disciples had dispersed, Jingxuan walked to Zhou Zhiruo's room alone.

"I grew up watching Zhiruo, and I know her personality. It is impossible for her to accept Song Qingshu so quickly. There must be something wrong with it."

Jingxuan felt a little uneasy in his heart, and also felt a little uneasy because of Ding Minjun's angry departure, and his expression was a little preoccupied.

After Zhou Tong sent Zhou Zhiruo back to the room, he carefully closed the door for her, and a murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Without hesitation, he walked towards the path behind the mountain, trying to avoid the eyes and ears of many Emei disciples, and took the opportunity to go down the mountain to hunt down Ding Minjun.

Just as Zhou Tong left, Jingxuan arrived. After she pushed open the door, she found that Zhou Zhiruo sat up from the bed, opened the window of the room, and looked in the direction of the back mountain.

"Zhiruo, are you okay? Song Qingshu, what about others?" Jingxuan asked.

"Senior Sister Jingxuan, I'm fine." Zhou Zhiruo regained the majesty and indifference of the head of Emei at this time, she pointed to the direction of the back mountain path, "Song Qingshu just left from the back mountain path, Senior Sister Jingxuan, you and Go up and find out where he went?"

Jingxuan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and said in a cold voice: "If you took Song Qingshu in with good intentions, but you didn't expect him to plot evil, don't worry, I will definitely find out."…

A complicated look flashed in Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and she said, "Senior sister, you just need to follow him secretly, see what he did, and then come back and tell me, you don't need to intervene."

She paused slightly, as if thinking of something, she said hesitantly: "If, I mean if, you meet Ding Minjun..."

Jingxuan was a little puzzled, "I just saw Minjun go down the mountain with an ugly face, what happened?"

Zhou Zhiruo said in an extremely cold tone: "Ding Minjun, she's damned, she even went into my practice room privately and stole the secret book."

"If I hadn't been concerned about the feelings of the teachers and sisters in the past, I would have executed her on the spot according to the rules of the sect."

Jingxuan said in disbelief when he heard the words: "Ding Minjun, he actually did such a rebellious thing?"

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, not wanting to say more, "I'll talk about this later, Senior Sister Jingxuan, follow up to see what Song Qingshu is doing?"

"Remember, no matter what he does, don't interfere, just report to me truthfully when he comes back."

Jingxuan nodded, and then turned his internal force, and quickly chased in the direction Zhou Tong left.

"Song Qingshu, are you really going to kill Ding Minjun like I thought?"

Seeing Jingxuan's leaving figure, Zhou Zhiruo sighed, her eyes were a little blurred, she didn't know what she was thinking.

Song Qingshu flew down the back mountain path all the way, protected by the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu, the lightness kung fu that wasn't brilliant at first, but now it's a bit brisk.

He was like a dexterous ape, quickly flying between the dangerous cliffs, No. [-] didn't notice, and someone followed him.

Jingxuan grew up in Mount Emei, and was much more familiar with the terrain of Mount Emei than Zhou Tong, so she easily hid her figure and followed Zhou Tong quietly.

Zhou Tong went down Mount Emei, and saw Ding Minjun arguing with Jingxu from a distance.

"It was Zhou Zhiruo who wanted to drive me down the mountain regardless of the friendship between her teachers and sisters. I, Ding Minjun, will never forget this deep hatred in this lifetime."

"One day, I will pay it back a hundredfold!"

Ding Minjun said sharply: "Jingxu, you don't need to persuade me anymore, I've made up my mind."

"From now on, I, Ding Minjun, leave Emei. I am no longer a disciple of Emei. When we meet again in the world, we will be sworn enemies with Zhou Zhiruo."

"Whether it's an enemy or a friend, you decide for yourself!"

As soon as the words were finished, Ding Minjun turned around and left, completely ignoring Jingxu's dissuasion and efforts to persuade him to stay.

"Heaven's evil is still forgivable, self-inflicted, you can't live!" Zhou Tong's heart relaxed. He was worried that he would lose Ding Minjun's whereabouts after he went down the mountain. If he wanted to find Ding Minjun in the vast crowd, he might have to beat Teng Minjun. God is still difficult.

Seeing Ding Minjun at this time, he immediately became murderous, and he whispered in his heart, "Wait a little longer, I will do it after Jingxu leaves."

Zhou Tong carefully concealed his figure, and after seeing Jing Xu helplessly turning Emei, he began to quickly approach Ding Minjun.

"Ding Minjun is cold-hearted and cruel. For the safety of me and Zhou Zhiruo, this person must die."

He kept whispering in his heart, and his killing intent became more and more determined.

"Now I have the Nine Suns Divine Art to protect my body. Although I have all kinds of memories from Song Qingshu, I have never experienced a real life-and-death fight."

"Now the enemy is clear and we are dark, and it must be killed with one blow!"

Zhou Tong's figure was like a sharp cold arrow, quickly approaching Ding Minjun's direction.

"Use Ding Minjun's head and blood as the baptism of my new life, and also to accumulate some life-and-death fighting experience for my future situation of ten deaths and no life."

"Ding Minjun, even if you die, it's worth it!"

Ding Minjun had just walked down Mount Emei, the place he was in was a dense forest, uninhabited, but there were birds flying across the sky from time to time.

When Zhou Tong was three feet behind Ding Minjun, he immediately noticed the clue.

After all, she also has martial arts skills, and she has also experienced life and death fights, her face suddenly changed, she drew her sword out of its sheath without hesitation, and shouted sharply: "Who is sneaking around? Come out!"

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Chapter 7 Chasing Ding Minjun

Seeing that Zhou Tong was discovered by Ding Minjun, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Pure Yang Qi was flowing in his body, and he performed Wudang Body Technique and Wudang Sword Technique, bursting out at an extremely terrifying speed, and instantly killed Ding Minjun from behind.

At this moment, the sword in Zhou Tong's hand seemed to turn into a rainbow of light, flashing across the sky, showing its sharpness and murderous intent.

Keng!

Although Ding Minjun's martial arts are not top-notch in the Jianghu, they are still outstanding among Emei disciples.

Stepping sideways, turning around, and drawing the sword, all movements were done in one go, and there was a feeling of flowing clouds and flowing water.

"Song Qingshu, it's you?"

Ding Minjun's eyes suddenly shrank, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What? Zhou Zhiruo regretted it, can she send you to kill me?"

"This matter has nothing to do with Zhiruo, I am the one who wants to kill you." Zhou Tong missed his sword, his heart tightened, the pure yang qi flowed through his limbs, and he set off to kill again without hesitation.

Ding Minjun carefully looked around and found that Zhou Tong was really the only one. He sneered, "Song Qingshu, just because you want to kill me?"

"You are just a lost dog, see how I deal with you."

Before the words fell, Ding Minjun had already swung his sword horizontally, using Emei swordsmanship, and killed Zhou Tong.

Emei's swordsmanship is ethereal and fierce. When he moves his hands, he looks like a white ape in the mountains. He is nimble and fierce. He has practiced to the deepest level, and his power is impressive.

It's just that Ding Minjun's comprehension of Emei swordsmanship is not yet mastered, and he is a little biased, too spicy, but not agile enough.

If it falls into the eyes of a master, there are flaws almost everywhere, and it can be easily defeated.

But Zhou Tong had no fighting experience at all, and after losing the sword, he felt even more nervous.

At this time, the true qi was running, and he used a set of Wudang swordsmanship instinctively. Although it looked majestic, it did not use its subtlety at all, but seemed a little stiff.

After Ding Minjun calmed down, he immediately noticed Song Qingshu's weirdness, and couldn't help but sneered, "Song Qingshu, your Wudang swordsmanship is not as good as that of a teenager. It's ridiculous."

"If your skills stop here, then I will send you on your way!"

Although Zhou Tong's every move was fierce and fierce under the blessing of pure Yang Qi, it was as rigid as a puppet.

Ding Minjun saw a flaw, and without hesitation, he slashed with his long sword and wiped Zhou Tong's throat.

Keng!

Although Zhou Tong was far behind in the use of swordsmanship, he still had the Nine Suns to protect his body. Ding Minjun immediately reacted when he moved, swung his sword and slashed at him.

When the two sides collided, sparks burst out. The pure yang energy contained in Zhou Tong's sword was incomparably domineering, and suddenly burst out with great force, which made Ding Minjun retreat seven steps before stopping.

"What a domineering internal force, this is not Wudang's unique internal force at all, Song Qingshu, where did you learn it?" Ding Minjun's face was a little ugly.

Zhou Tong had gradually calmed down at this time, and the body protection of the Nine Suns made him invincible.

"I just use Ding Minjun as a whetstone to master my whole life of martial arts as soon as possible, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be in big trouble when I meet a real master."…

He thought about it, but he said unceremoniously: "My Wudang martial arts is extensive and profound, how can you know everything about it?"

Ding Minjun laughed back angrily, "You, a Wudang rebel who killed your uncle, don't you find it ridiculous to say these words?"

"As far as your three-legged cat's swordsmanship is concerned, even if you have good internal skills, you can't be my opponent."

"Look at the sword!"

She launched another attack without hesitation, and Jian Guang charged towards Zhou Tong like a violent storm.

For a moment, Zhou Tong only felt that his body was covered with sword lights in all directions, and all the hairs on his body stood upside down.

Chunyang's true energy flowed, the long sword in his hand danced wildly, and he used the turtle and snake coiling move in Wudang swordsmanship.

This sword technique is the pure defensive style among the seventeen Wudang sword techniques.

Under the influence of pure Yang Qi, the long sword in Zhou Tong's hand is like a spirit snake, and he is as calm as an old turtle, one firm and one soft, one still and one moving, all the mysteries of Wudang swordsmanship are contained in it.

Ding Minjun couldn't attack for a long time, on the contrary, his internal energy was seriously depleted, his forehead was covered with sweat, and his face turned pale.

She glanced at Zhou Tong unwillingly, and said bitterly: "Song Qingshu, it's your fate. I will let you go today. If I meet you again in the future, be careful of your head."

"Humph!"

Ding Minjun put his sword back into its sheath, snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"You want to go, but you haven't asked me if I agree!" Zhou Tong held the long sword upside down, and chased after him without hesitation.

Although the zhenqi in his body was also consumed a lot, the Nine Suns Magical Art was running and the zhenqi was continuously restored. Although it was not as exaggerated as Zhang Wuji's zhenqi gushing after the completion of the Nine Yangs Magical Art, it recovered faster than Ding Minjun. .

Zhou Tong chased after him all the way, without giving Ding Minjun a chance to adjust his breath, he drew his sword and slashed.

With the continuous fighting, he gradually digested and absorbed Song Qingshu's original martial arts experience, and he became more and more proficient in the use of Wudang swordsmanship.

On the contrary, Ding Minjun's internal energy and physical strength were getting more and more exhausted, and his swordsmanship no longer had the momentum it had at the beginning, and he was gradually suppressed by Zhou Tong.

"Song Qingshu, do you really want to be with me forever?"

"You and I are only as good as brothers in martial arts, aren't you afraid of death?"

Ding Minjun was restless, and threatened with a stern voice.

"You can use whatever means you want, I will kill you today!" Zhou Tong's tone was extremely firm, and the murderous intent contained in the words made people feel chills behind.

Ding Minjun said angrily: "Song Qingshu, I think you are crazy. Zhou Zhiruo treats you like a dog and is just using you, but you are so devoted to him."

"Aren't you afraid that one day you too will be abandoned and hunted down?"

Zhou Tong's tone sternly reprimanded: "Ding Minjun, even now you still want to sow discord, Zhiruo is kind-hearted, not as ruthless as you."

"I believe in her, and I will never betray her. Naturally, I won't end up like you today."

"And the matter of chasing and killing you has nothing to do with Zhiruo."

Ding Minjun roared hysterically: "Are you still putting on airs now? Zhou Zhiruo ordered you to kill me, who else could she be? She, Zhou Zhiruo, is just a villain who dares to act but dares to act secretly."...

"Presumptuous!" Zhou Tong suddenly shouted violently, and shouted in an extremely angry tone: "I don't allow you to say Zhiruo like that, die to me!"

He poured almost all the pure yang qi in his body into the long sword in his hand. The mighty pure yang zhen qi almost covered the long sword in his hand with a pale golden light, and a sharp streak across the sky The sword light cut towards Ding Minjun's head.

A trace of fear flashed in Ding Minjun's eyes, and he exhausted all the strength in his body to block with his long sword.

Clang!

Accompanied by the sound of gold and iron clashing, the long sword in Ding Minjun's hand was blown away. She suddenly spurted a mouthful of scarlet blood, her body flew upside down, and hit the ground more than ten meters away fiercely.

Ding Minjun's hair was disheveled, her chest was drenched with blood, and the flying dust made her body and face covered with filth, making her look extremely embarrassed.

"Song Qingshu, please don't kill me."

"Believe me, Zhou Zhiruo is really lying to you and using you!"

Sensing Zhou Tong's cold murderous intent, Ding Minjun was completely terrified. Regardless of his own injuries, he struggled to get up from the ground, knelt down on the ground, and begged Zhou Tong bitterly.

"Zhiruo is kind-hearted, she knows you deserve to die, but she can't do it because of the friendship between the teachers and sisters."

"But I can't let you go unpunished, and even make enemies of Emei and Zhiruo full of resentment."

"Keep you, it will only be a disaster!"

Zhou Tong held the long sword and walked forward step by step. The cold light in his pupils made people feel shuddering.

"I don't dare anymore, I really don't dare anymore, Song Qingshu, please forgive me!"

"I must hide far away, and never dare to go against Zhou Zhiruo again."

"I'm not your opponent, and I'm not a threat to Zhou Zhiruo. If you let me go, I will be grateful to you."

Ding Minjun fell to his knees on the ground, weeping and begging bitterly, but no one saw the insane murderous intent and hatred in her lowered eyes.

Kneeling on the ground, in his right hand covered by fallen leaves, he tightly held a hairpin, and the tip of the hairpin shone with an icy cold light.

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