Chapter 1112: Determination to Die

Decades later, the heroes who had the honor to witness the battle at Guangmingding expressed such emotion -

This is definitely the most tragic battle I have ever seen in my life.

It is definitely the most thrilling battle in the martial arts world in the past hundred years!

It is hard to imagine that one day almost all the masters of the Mingjiao came out in full force just to deal with one person.

This person who appeared in the sky like a meteor!

He was dressed in white and elegant.

His martial arts seemed to be easy to use, no matter who he dealt with, it was so easy.

Even when facing the siege of dozens of masters, he was calm and fearless.

The White-browed Eagle King attacked first!

With a determination to die, he almost used up all his life's skills and slapped Su Yi fiercely!

He was originally a martial arts master. This palm seemed to be motionless, but in fact it contained hundreds of subsequent changes, secretly blocking all Su Yi's methods of response.

This palm used up his decades of skills. If Su Yi took it hard, it would not be easy.

Of course Su Yi had a way to dodge, but he had no intention of dodging.

He really met the blow with one palm, and at the same time, he also met the flag bearers who were coming to attack with the other palm.

Bang!

The two palms collided firmly, and the clothes of the two men fluttered without wind, making a rustling sound!

The palm that the White-browed Eagle King was determined to win was caught by Su Yi, but the surging internal force disappeared like a drop in the ocean, which made the old man who was full of determination feel depressed.

The next second, the internal force that was twice as powerful as the internal force he had just exerted surged in, hitting his body like a huge wave.

The White-browed Eagle King was struck by lightning, and he felt his five internal organs shaking violently, his bones "banging" all over his body, and his blood vessels suddenly "banging" several places. In an instant, his whole body was covered in blood, and then the whole person flew backwards like a kite with a broken string!

"Wow!"

While in mid-air, the White-browed Eagle King spat out a mouthful of blood, fainted, and fell heavily to the ground.

One palm!

With just one palm, Yin Tianzheng, the White-browed Eagle King with the highest combat power among the dozens of people, was knocked unconscious by Su Yi's palm before he could even use his signature Eagle Claw Skill!

Of course, this was also because Yin Tianzheng wanted to compete with Su Yi in internal strength.

He had no confidence in Su Yi's martial arts moves, so he guessed that Su Yi was young and his internal strength should be a shortcoming, so he came up with this plan.

Theoretically, his plan was fine. Even if Su Yi's internal strength was higher than that of the White-browed Eagle King, if he took this palm hard, Su Yi would definitely consume a lot of energy.

It's a pity that Su Yi's internal strength was not only ridiculously strong, but he also learned the Great Shift of the Universe that could rebound internal strength.

Poor Yin Tianzheng judged Su Yi with common sense, how could he not be defeated miserably?

Before Yin Tianzheng fell to the ground, a man flew out and caught his body.

It was Zhang Wuji!

Before he landed, he quickly checked Yin Tianzheng's body with his internal force and found that although the latter was seriously injured, his life was not in danger. Zhang Wuji was slightly relieved and secretly grateful.

He knew very well that this was the result of his master's mercy.

He studied medicine and knew that it was more difficult to inflict such an injury that would make a martial arts master lose his fighting power than to kill him.

At this time, the battle in the field was already fierce!

Facing the siege of dozens of masters, Su Yi did not dare to be careless and exerted his martial arts to the extreme.

In particular, he had to control the extent of his attack and try to injure but not kill, which was even more difficult.

Although the four flag bearers were not well-known in the martial arts world, their martial arts skills were not much inferior to those of the five scattered people. The four of them joined forces with the injured Leng Qian, Peng Yingyu and Tieguan Taoist as the main attackers and rushed to the first echelon that besieged Su Yi.

The remaining ten or so people were in the second echelon, throwing hidden weapons and making sneak attacks on the periphery.

Su Yi had to deal with the siege of eight people in the first echelon, and also beware of sneak attacks and hidden weapons in the second echelon. It was not easy to fight at the beginning.

After all, no matter how high the martial arts skills are, they are still human beings, and human power is limited.

Fortunately, under Su Yi's absolute force, every minute and every second, there were besiegers who were slapped away or knocked down by Su Yi, and gradually lost their combat effectiveness.

As one side gained strength while the other side lost strength, the pressure on Su Yi became less and less. In the end, a large area around him had fallen, and only a few people were left to besiege him.

At this time, even a blind person could see that the Ming Cult was doomed and powerless.

The people from the six major sects had already started cheering, and many of them were excited, waiting for Su Yi to defeat the remaining few people and completely establish the victory.

As for Yang Xiao, who was still left, no one thought he could turn the tide and reverse the situation.

But at this moment, Su Yi suddenly flashed and left the field.

The few remaining people had already rushed towards Su Yi with the determination to die, but they were empty-handed.

They looked at each other, standing among their companions lying on the ground and looking around blankly.

"It's meaningless to fight on." Su Yi looked at them, "Help your brothers and companions down. I didn't kill anyone except Zhou Dian and Wei Yixiao. But if you fight again, you will die without injury."

After a pause, Su Yi said, "You have been loyal to the Ming Cult and have done your best. If you still want to die for the Ming Cult, you don't have to come to me. Just fight and end it yourself. I know that none of you are afraid of death, but since you are not afraid of death, why are you afraid to let go of the grievances in the martial arts world and devote yourself to the cause of resisting the Yuan Dynasty?"

All those who were knocked to the ground by Su Yi were conscious, but they were unable to move because of Su Yi's acupuncture or internal injuries. Naturally, they heard Su Yi's words clearly.

Su Yi said something similar before he took action, but at that time they were just wavering in their will, but still had a chance.

Later, because of the tragic and resolute White Eyebrow Eagle King, they were inspired to die.

But courage will always run out.

Now they have all died once.

After being brave, recalling the first half of their lives, it seems like a lifetime ago.

"Master Yang, the Ming Cult has ended up like this, and it is I, Yin Tianzheng, who is sorry for you. I am here to follow you!" Yin Tianzheng, who had been rescued by Zhang Wuji and struggled to get up, suddenly screamed in grief and slapped his forehead hard!

But how could Zhang Wuji, who was supporting him, watch him commit suicide?

He stopped him immediately.

"Grandpa, you can't die! I don't want you to die!" Zhang Wuji burst into tears and cried, "My parents died like this back then, and now you are going to leave me like this too?"

Yin Tianzheng, who was determined to die, was shocked and looked at Zhang Wuji in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice: "Child, what did you call me? You... Wuji! Are you my grandson, Wuji child?"

"It's me! It's me, Grandpa!" Zhang Wuji shed tears and grabbed Yin Tianzheng's arms tightly.

Yin Tianzheng burst into tears in an instant: "Good! Good child! Good Wuji!"

He held Zhang Wuji in his arms and cried.

The heroes were all in an uproar, and they still realized Zhang Wuji's true identity.

"It's really Wuji, it's really the child of the fifth brother!" Yin Liting said to the other Wudang heroes in ecstasy.

Several people almost rushed to Zhang Wuji's side. Zhang Wuji wiped his tears, clasped his fists and saluted to them, saying: "Wuji greets all the uncles! I had to hide my identity before, I hope..."

"Wuji! Wuji!" Yin Liting hugged him excitedly, crying: "Fifth brother has a successor! Fifth brother has a successor! Hahaha..."

The warm scene that suddenly took place after the battle diluted the previous tragic and solemn atmosphere. The heroes looked at this scene with different expressions.

"Bu'er, did you know that he was Zhang Wuji a long time ago?" Yang Xiao asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Yang Buhui looked at the other side in a daze and said, "Dad, do you blame me for hiding it from you?"

Yang Xiao shook his head silently, sighed and said: "This is good, at least he will protect you..."

On the other side, Master Miejue showed a bit of haze in her eyes.

The scene of Zhang Cuishan and Yin Susu committing suicide on Mount Wudang was still fresh in her mind. Now, the disciple Su Yi, whom she valued the most, turned out to be the bastard offspring of the self-degrading Zhang Cuishan and the witch Yin Susu...

It is true that if you don't cut the grass at the root, it will grow again in the spring breeze...

Miejue secretly regretted it in her heart, especially when she saw Yang Buhui beside Yang Xiao, she felt even more regretful.

At this time, Su Yi walked in front of Master Miejue and bowed to her, saying: "Master, I have fought a big battle and consumed a lot of internal energy. There is only one Yang Xiao left in the Ming Cult who has not yet made a move. Please make a move and decide the outcome in one battle."

Su Yi had deliberately excluded Yang Xiao before, just to leave him to Master Miejue.

He had already made enough of a splash today. He swept all the masters of the Ming Cult alone, and his disciple Zhang Wuji swept all the masters of the five major sects. Except for the Emei Sect, the entire martial arts world was beaten by their master and disciple. If Yang Xiao is also dealt with, then the six major sects' siege of Guangmingding will be equivalent to Su Yi picking peaches. It would be strange for the six major sects to be happy.

As the saying goes, water overflows when it is full, and the moon wanes when it is full. Leaving some limelight to others appropriately will avoid making the master and apprentice the target of public criticism.

So Su Yi decided to give the final blow to Nun Miejue.

As for whether Nun Miejue will be Yang Xiao's opponent?

Regardless of whether or not, Yang Xiao is dead today.

Su Yi had already seen the determination to die in Yang Xiao's eyes.

Nun Miejue was immediately attracted by Su Yi's proposal.

Being able to kill Yang Xiao with her own hands is definitely one of her biggest obsessions in this life.

Even if Su Yi didn't mention it, she would take the initiative to volunteer.

"Master Su, please take a break. Yang Xiao, the devil, will be handed over to me!" Nun Miejue's eyes burst with murderous intent, her eyes were fixed on Yang Xiao on the opposite side, and she walked towards the field.

"Brother, are you not injured?" As soon as Nun Miejue left, Xiao Zhao rushed to Shao Lai impatiently, holding Su Yi's arm and asking about his health.

"I'm fine." Su Yi smiled at her, and then smiled and nodded to Zhou Zhiruo who was also looking at him, but the latter's eyes were evasive.

In the field, the remaining few people helped the injured people out of the field and asked them to sit down on the sidelines.

On the other side, Zhang Wuji and the Wudang heroes were talking to Yin Tianzheng, who looked gloomy and sad, but there was no determination in his eyes.

The field was vacated again.

When Nun Miejue walked into the field, Yang Xiao also walked into the field.

He knew that Miejue wanted to find him, and he also knew that Miejue had been thinking about killing him all the time for decades.

But she couldn't do it.

If she could do it, she wouldn't have sent Ji Xiaofu to find him that year...

Yang Xiao's mind was full of past events, but his face was very calm.

He walked to the front of the stage, in front of Nun Miejue.

"Yang Xiao!" Nun Miejue's eyes showed deep hatred, and she sneered with gnashing teeth: "Devil! When you killed my brother, my senior brother, and tortured my disciples, did you ever think that this day would come?"

Yang Xiao smiled faintly and said: "In the martial arts world, either you kill me or I kill you. If you can kill me today, it's only because I, Yang Xiao, am not as skilled as you. You can't blame others, and it's not worth mentioning. Just like back then, it was just two ordinary martial arts fights, but the nun still holds a grudge against her. It's really sad and lamentable. But speaking of hatred..."

He looked at the nun Miejue, and his eyes gradually became cold: "My beloved wife died in your hands, which made me feel so miserable! I even mobilized my four sects of heaven, earth, wind and thunder to go to Shuzhong and kill the people of Emei Sect! Even so, it's hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart! If I didn't have a daughter to raise, I would have gone to Emei Sect and taken your head!"

This conversation between the two people inadvertently solved the secret of the martial arts world more than ten years ago. The other five sects also knew for the first time why the four sects of heaven, earth, wind and thunder of the Ming Cult suddenly attacked the Emei Sect like crazy more than ten years ago.

Everyone else was just watching the fun, but there was a person who could no longer suppress the hatred in his heart after hearing it. He suddenly rushed out, drew his sword with a clang, pointed it at Yang Xiao and shouted: "Yang! What did you say just now? Who did you say is your wife? Tell me clearly!"

Yang Xiao was startled, but when he saw it was Yin Liting, he lowered his head and frowned and stopped talking.

"Shameless rapist? Why don't you say anything!" Yin Liting asked sternly, and took a few steps forward with his sword, but Yang Xiao actually remained motionless, even sighed slightly and closed his eyes.

Just when Yin Liting's eyes were filled with murderous intent and he was about to take another step, Yang Buhui suddenly rushed out to block Yang Xiao and shouted: "Don't hurt my father!"

Yin Liting looked at the girl in front of him, his expression was dazed for a moment, and after a long time, he said with complicated eyes: "Get out of the way! I want to avenge your mother today!"

Yang Buhui sneered and pointed at Nun Miejue and said: "Okay! Uncle Yin, you go and kill this old thief."

"Why?" Yin Liting was startled.

Yang Buhui bit her lip and glared at Nun Miejue with hatred: "Because my mother was beaten to death by this old thief nun!"

"Nonsense!" Yin Liting said angrily, "You are just a child, you don't know anything! It must be this lewd person who deliberately deceived you and taught you this way!"

In front of someone else's daughter, he never said anything insulting about his father.

Yang Buhui said with tears in her eyes: "This is not what my father taught me, but I saw it with my own eyes! Back then in Butterfly Valley, the old thief nun asked my mother to kill my father, and my mother refused, so the old thief nun beat my mother to death. This is what I saw with my own eyes, and Brother Wuji saw it too! If you don't believe it, you might as well ask the old thief nun himself!"