Ming Shu was on the top of the cliff. If she attacked them now, they would be at a disadvantage. They might even fall down the cliff.
The two parties stood there for a long time before the sound of leaves rustling came from behind Ming Shu.
âSenior brothers said that they would be coming here.â
âAh!â
The person must have seen the dead python and screamed in fright.
Ming Shu turned back. A few disciples from the Wuji Sword Sect appeared. There was only one girl among them.
The disciples from the Wuji Sword Sect confirmed that the python was dead. They turned and saw the girl in red squatting beside the edge of the cliff. They immediately went on their guards and asked, âWho are you? Where are my junior brothers?â
Ming Shu scanned the crowd and fixed her gaze on the girl.
Fang Qi didnât expect to bump into Ming Shu here. She hid herself behind the tall, handsome man who spoke just now. âSenior Brother Ling, she is July. The demonic cultivator that took the Yi Xie sword.â
âJuly!â
The other disciples also heard what Fang Qi said.
âDevil girl, where are my junior brothers? What did you do to them?â
âSenior Brother, we are all right.â
The two people below immediately shouted aloud. Ming Shu threw some stones down and the people below groaned.
Ming Shu smiled. âThey are fine now, but who knows what will happen?â
âYou...â The people from Wuji Sword Sect didnât dare to move rashly.
âYou are unscrupulous!â someone below shouted.
Ming Shu smiled. âOf course. If I am not unscrupulous, who will be unscrupulous? You all?â
Everyone: â...â
The people from Wuji Sword Sect exchanged glances with each other. Then, two of them attacked Ming Shu and the others rushed to the side of the cliff.
âJunior brothers, come up quickly!â
The people below couldnât care about the flower anymore and quickly climbed up.
Hualalaâ
Small rocks fell down and hit them. It was extremely painful.
âAhââ
âBe careful!â
Someone let go of his hand and dangled over the cliff.
The person beside him caught him quickly. âJunior Brother, donât let go.â
âGrab the rope!â
A rope appeared in front of them and both of them caught it.
However, before they could pull themselves up, the rope was cut. The two people almost fell down the cliff.
The girl in red had snatched a sword and sliced the rope.
âDevil girl!â The disciples of Wuji Sword Sect shouted angrily with red eyes.
Ming Shu smiled at them sweetly and waved her sword. The two people at the edge of the cliff rolled back simultaneously. The ground below them was sliced; half of the rocks fell down the cliff.
âSenior Brother Ling, letâs attack together!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Senior Brother Ling nodded and took out his sword. Everyone else took out their swords too.
Ming Shuâs sword was snatched from someone else, but when she wielded it, it became more powerful.
Clankâ
Swords hit each other and sparks flew everywhere.
The disciple from Wuji Sword Sect stepped back. The hand that held the sword was numb and it shivered uncontrollably.
He held his wrist with his other hand and shivered.
He couldnât control his hand.
âSigh, seems like the sword skills of the Wuji Sword Sect are not that powerful.â Ming Shu swung her sword around.
âBullshit. Donât be too arrogant.â
Everyone attacked her again. These people were some of the more outstanding disciples of the sect. They felt that their abilities were not bad, but when they faced Ming Shu, they felt helpless.
They couldnât hit her at all.
Even if they did, they would be forced back by a certain strength.
âJunior Sister Fang Wan, be careful!â
Fang Wan felt a chill running down her spine, but she didnât have the time to defend herself. The sword had already flashed past her eyes and landed beside her neck.
The scene paused.
Ming Shuâs gentle voice floated in the air along with the mountain wind. âDonât move. If I move my hand suddenly, your cute Junior Sister Fang Wan will be decapitated.â
Fang Wanâs heart started pounding furiously.
Her face was pale and she tried her best to act like a delicate little girl who needed to be protected.
âDonât you have the Yi Xie sword? Why donât you take it out? I might not be able to win against the Yi Xie sword.â
Fang Wanâs expression froze.
âThe Yi Xie sword is with you. What the hell are you talking about?â Before Fang Wan said anything, the other disciples shouted at her.
Fang Wan opened her mouth and said weakly, âI have never seen the Yi Xie sword.â
There were tears in her eyes and her voice sounded so delicate, it made her junior and senior brothers want to protect her.
âCan you speak properly?â Ming Shu poked her. âIâm getting goosebumps.â
Fang Wan: â...â
There was a tinge of red on her pale face. She was embarrassed and angry.
This girl was saying that her voice sounded horrible.
âYou have the Yi Xie sword. You should know that,â Ming Shu continued. âWhy donât you take out your sword of fate for me to take a look?â
Fang Wan shivered. She denied it. âI... I donât have a sword of fate.â
Everyone in the sect knew that she didnât have a sword of fate. Hence, she dared to say it.
âDevil girl, why are you talking bullshit when you have the Yi Xie sword? How can Junior Sister Fang Wan have the Yi Xie sword?â
âThatâs right. Donât try to frame our junior sister!â
The disciples from Wuji Sword Sect spoke up for Fang Wan.
Their sword of fate would accompany them for the rest of their life. Everyoneâs sword of fate was recorded.
They knew that Fang Wan had no sword of fate.
Ming Shu ignored the anger from these people and gave a sinister smile. âLet me help you, then. You know that we, the demonic cultivators, know all kinds of dark spells. Just as well, I have a spell that can force someoneâs sword of fate out.â
Fang Wan widened her eyes. She was shocked.
Is there really such a spell?
Im... impossible!
The sword of fate was the most important thing to a sword cultivator. Why would there be such an evil spell?
But she is a demonic cultivator...
Ming Shu raised her hand. Fang Wan looked at her hand and clenched her fist.
She could not let the Yi Xie sword appear. Once it did, her friends would look at her differently.
I canât expose myself.
I canât...
Fang Wan was agitated.
Rumbleâ
The ground below Ming Shu started sinking. Senior Brother Ling stabbed his sword into the ground and cracks appeared in the ground around his sword.
He then took out his sword and swung it twice in the air. The energy from the sword formed a cross.
Ming Shu was surprised. A person needed to be talented to wield sword energy.
However, this person was the male protagonist so there was nothing wrong with him being more powerful.
A swift and powerful sword energy came toward Ming Shu. A wind was formed.
The male protagonist probably thought that Ming Shu would let go of Fang Wan, but she held her even tighter and used her to block the sword energy.
The sword energy couldnât be retracted like a sword.
Fang Wan took the blow and vomited blood.
Ming Shu started dropping. Fang Wan dropped too.
Once she fell down the cliff, Ming Shu realized that she could use her energy, but she couldnât stabilize herself.
This was a place where the rules of gravity applied. You would fall down no matter how powerful you were.
Ming Shu narrowed her eyes and waved her sword upward.
Boomâ
The cliff split open and rocks fell. The people up top fell too.