Being an otaku in the world of American comics

#250 - Pretend like the wind

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

Clearly, the Ming Cult members had engaged the garrison inside, while Liang Yue had silently eliminated most of the personnel in the entire Wan'an Temple.

However, he didn't relax in the slightest. After searching through most of the temple, he discovered that it was filled with explosives, mostly concentrated near the pagoda.

Fortunately, Liang Yue discovered it early and acted promptly, clearing the area in a short time and digging a water channel around the pagoda, irrigating it with an endless supply of water.

"Whoosh~"

Just then, the sound of clothes rustling suddenly came from afar, rapidly approaching his location.

The sound wasn't loud, but the speed was very fast.

Liang Yue turned his head and saw Zhang Wuji using his qinggong, rapidly flying through the air in a 'golden rooster stands on one leg' pose.

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

"They're in the pagoda behind you. Hurry in and save them. I'll guard this place for you, but be quick. There are many explosives buried in this Wan'an Temple, so any delay could lead to trouble."

"Explosives!? Alright, thank you, Brother Liang."

After briefly understanding the situation here, Zhang Wuji's face immediately turned serious. After saying that, he immediately rushed into the pagoda.

At this moment, Zhang Wuji was like a fierce tiger released from its cage, incomparably fierce and unstoppable!

With his superb qinggong and almost endless internal energy, he quickly made contact with his Ming Cult people in just a few breaths.

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

"Nine Yang Divine Skill~!" "Great Shift of the Universe~!" "Eat my Tai Chi Fist~!" "Hey~ Ha!" "Roar~!!!" … …

"This is really… people with a goal have plenty of motivation~"

… …

With Zhang Wuji's joining, in just a moment, a group of martial artists, looking disheveled and pale as if they hadn't washed for more than ten days, began to rush out of the pagoda one after another.

Among them were Taoists, monks, and nuns.

Each of them looked haggard and disheveled. Obviously, these masters of the Six Major Sects had not had a good time during their imprisonment.

It seemed that although they hadn't been subjected to any torture, most of them were somewhat gaunt and listless from hunger.

However, Zhang Wuji had obviously removed the 'Ten Fragrance Soft Tendon Powder' poison from them earlier. Without the obstruction of the poison, the meridians in these people's bodies began to become clear again.

At this time, most of the masters of the Six Major Sects immediately sat down on the ground as soon as they came out of the pagoda, circulating their energy and starting to readjust and adapt to the internal energy in their bodies.

After a while, these people's faces began to turn rosy, and each of them regained the demeanor of a master, with full vitality.

Several people even questioned Liang Yue on the wall.

"Hey! Little Taoist! Are you also a member of the Ming Cult? What's the situation here now?"

The speaker seemed to be one of the Two Elders of Mount Hua. As for whether he was the sect leader, Liang Yue didn't know. Anyway, in this movie world, the Two Elders of Mount Hua were the kind of people who were very wretched and despicable.

Even if they asked questions seriously at this time, it would make people feel a little improper…

"Most of the garrison troops in Wan'an Temple have been killed by me, but it can't be ruled out that reinforcements from the Yuan Mongols will arrive later. Also, there are explosives hidden in this Wan'an Temple now.

Therefore, please be careful, everyone, and be sure not to let this place catch fire."

Liang Yue didn't care about the other party's tone or anything at this time, and in a few words, he introduced the surrounding situation.

"Explosives!? These Yuan Mongols are really insidious and vicious~!"

"Yeah, they're even more excessive than the two of us!"

"It must have been Zhao Min's idea! That little girl is very cunning!"

"That goes without saying. Our Mount Hua Sect will definitely settle the score with her in the future!"

"That's right! I even remember that woman's Mongolian name. It seems to be called Minmin Temuer!"

… …

"Then, does your Ming Cult have any other arrangements next?"

"At this moment, all the people of the Ming Cult are busy rescuing everyone in the tower. As for additional arrangements, I don't know about that, but this Wan'an Temple is not far from the capital city walls.

With the martial arts of you seniors, it shouldn't be difficult to escape."

"Hmm? Boy, from the sound of your words, you don't seem to be a member of the Ming Cult?"

"Brother Liang is someone we invited to help rescue the masters of the Six Major Sects together. Thanks to him this time, we were able to successfully rescue everyone!"

A voice suddenly came from the top of the pagoda at this time. Everyone turned their heads and saw that the person was Zhang Wuji.

At this moment, this Leader Zhang was holding Zhou Zhiruo, whose face was full of tears, in his arms, slowly descending from the air, holding a beauty in his arms, with a face full of chivalry and perseverance, his clothes fluttering, and his demeanor elegant.

And the pagoda behind him had already begun to burn with raging fire at some unknown time.

Under the background of this backdrop, Leader Zhang's image seemed particularly glorious and magnificent at this time.

Coupled with Zhang Wuji's previous display of great power, saving the Six Major Sects from fire and water.

This momentum suddenly made him seem like a peerless hero, and many martial artists present couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts!

The other members of the Ming Cult also jumped out from various levels of the pagoda, covered in embarrassment, and some people were even stained with blood.

A debt of gratitude that is heavier than a mountain~ These four words suddenly rose in the hearts of everyone in the Six Major Sects.

"Huh! Why don't I see Abbess Miejue?"

An old monk with a white beard seemed to find something wrong at this time, so he quickly opened his mouth and asked.

"Abess, she is of a strong and unyielding character, and has always harbored resentment towards my Ming Cult. This time, she refused to accept my rescue. Originally, I wanted to forcibly take her out of the tower.

Who would have thought that Abbess Miejue would use her internal force to sever her own heart meridians, alas! It is my fault~!"

Hearing the old monk's question, Zhang Wuji's face suddenly rose with a bit of self-blame, and he shook his head sadly and sighed.

Zhou Zhiruo in his arms buried her head directly into his chest at this time, and cried out in pain very cooperatively…

"Ah!?"

"How could this be, why did she have to do this!"

"Amitabha~"

"This is a loss to our righteous martial world."

… …

"However, before passing away, Abbess Miejue had already passed the position of Emei Sect Leader to Junior Sister Zhou Zhiruo."

"?"

Hearing Zhang Wuji's words, looking at the Emei Sect people who suddenly began to stir below, and Zhou Zhiruo, who raised her head with a firm face and looked at the scheming boy Zhang Wuji with deep affection.

Then, she walked to the disciples of the sect and began to explain Abbess Miejue's dying words.

Liang Yue couldn't help but scratch his head at this time.

"When did these two get together… What about Xiaozhao? Could it be that she will be abandoned like in the original book, and then taken back to Persia to be a holy maiden?

That's Goddess Qiu~!"

"Boom~!"

Just then, a burst of explosion suddenly rang out from the pagoda behind him, which was billowing with flames, and a piece of window lattice and rubble instantly fell, and the crowd below, seeing that the situation was not good, quickly dodged to the side.

"Not good! This place is about to explode! Let's go!"

With Zhang Wuji's order, everyone around immediately responded positively, swarming up and helping each other to run out.

Liang Yue didn't hesitate at this time, running ahead.

After a few steps on the roof, the whole person had quickly flown up to the wall of the temple.

After carefully looking around, he found that a group of Yuan Mongol troops had already appeared in the distance, holding guns and shields, lining up and rushing towards this side.

Some generals, at this moment, had already led a team of cavalry, breaking out from the crowd and galloping over.

Looking at the scale, there were at least seventy or eighty people in the team, all wearing thick cotton armor and helmets.

Obviously, this was an elite squad!

"Elite is good, what I like most is to annihilate your elite."

While muttering to himself, Liang Yue curled the corners of his mouth at this time, quickly raised the dual guns in his hand, and aimed the muzzle at the leading general in front, at a distance of nearly a hundred meters.

"Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" "Bang~" … …