Master Miejie, who was still flying upside down, spurted out a mouthful of blood in the air, drawing a perfect arc.
However, even though Master Miejie was in such a miserable state, he never forgot the lost Yitian Sword.
"Eternal Sword!"
While spitting out blood, he roared.
After hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo, Ding Minjun, and Jingxuan quickly flew towards the Yitian Sword.
They naturally understand the importance of Yitian Sword to the Emei Sect.
Without magical weapons such as the Yitian Sword, it would be difficult for the Emei Sect to become a first-rate force in the Ming Dynasty simply based on the cultivation of Grandmaster Tai of the Mie Dynasty in the middle period.
At the same time, Bei Jinyi, Su Mengqing, Jinghui, Jingjia and others jumped into the air and tried to catch Master Miejie.
And the moment they caught Master Miejie, a majestic force seemed to leak out, taking them and Master Miejie away together.
These Emei disciples immediately exploded with their own inner strength, and even so, they still flew backwards several feet away.
After standing still, some weak disciples even vomited blood.
The Master Jue's face was even more pale, and her figure was shaky. If not for the support of several disciples, she would have fallen down immediately.
On the other side, Zhou Zhiruo, Ding Minjun, and Jingxuan were determined to recapture the Yitian Sword. However, just when they were about to touch the Yitian Sword, they saw a fist light roaring towards them.
In an instant, the three of them were knocked back several steps, and after the fist light erupted, a white figure picked up the Yitian Sword.
Looking closely, it was Qin Yu.
"My Heavenly Sword!"
Master Miejie shouted regardless of his injuries.
"Pfft!"
He wanted to break away from the support of several disciples, but he didn't think he had the strength to move. Instead, he spit out a splash of blood.
"master!!"
"master!"
Bei Jinyi and others were worried.
All the Emei Sect disciples glared at Qin Yu.
The Yitian Sword is the foundation for the Emei Sect to gallop in the martial arts world, and there is no room for failure.
"Your Heavenly Sword? This is my Heavenly Sword!"
Qin Yu showed a disdainful smile.
"I……"
Master Jiejie immediately gritted his teeth.
After losing the Yitian Sword, she was like a tigress with its teeth pulled out. Her heart was anxious and angry, but she was helpless.
"Young Master Qin, the Yitian Sword is an important treasure of our Emei Sect. It has been passed down from generation to generation. If Young Master Qin can return the Yitian Sword to my Emei, I, Emei, will admit defeat and this battle will no longer embarrass the Mingjiao!"
At this time, after some thought, Zhou Zhiruo walked forward and said with cupped hands.
As he spoke, he turned his head and glanced at Master Miejie. There was both an inquiry and a hint of apology in his eyes.
"Zhiruo, how can I, the great Emei sect, compromise with the Demon Sect and admit defeat? You have disgraced our Emei sect completely!"
Before Master Miejie could react, Ding Minjun spoke arrogantly.
After hearing this, Master Miejie almost spat out a mouthful of old blood again.
"Zhiruo, come back!"
"I will take back my Yitian Sword myself, Qin Yu, and the poor nun will definitely come back for advice in the future!"
Master Miejie covered the severe pain in her chest and said coldly.
Originally, if Qin Yu could speak some martial ethics about Zhou Zhiruo's words, there would still be room for maneuver.
But Ding Minjun's domineering tone and his aura of not fearing life and death made him talk to death for the first time.
In this case, Master Miejie simply does not expect to return to Yitian Sword now, and still maintains a strong aura.
"let's go!"
Master Miejie knew that Emei had lost all face, so it was better to leave early to avoid embarrassment.
After taking a pill, he led everyone in Emei and walked down the mountain.
The scene suddenly fell into dead silence. The other five sects looked at Qin Yu who was holding two magic weapons with horror in their eyes.
Time seemed to have stood still, and it seemed that only the sound of human breathing and the sound of wind intertwined.
The Wudang Sect would not take action because of the departure of Yin Liting and Mo Shenggu, Emei was defeated again, and the Yitian Sword fell into Qin Yu's hands.
This time the six major factions besieged Guangmingding, and the victory or defeat was determined.
Ren didn't expect that Qin Yu could save the Ming Cult from the fire and water by himself.
"Master!"
Xiao Zhao ran to Qin Yu excitedly, with a look of joy on his face.
She never expected that Qin Yu could actually defeat the masters of the six major sects.
"Take it!"
Qin Yu smiled and nodded, then threw the Yitian Sword to Xiao Zhao first.
It seemed like a random action, but many people at the scene were stunned, and then they showed greedy looks.
Everyone knows what the Yitian Sword means.
That rumor in the world is deeply ingrained in the hearts of countless people.
The supreme king of martial arts, slaying dragons with his precious sword, commands the world, and no one dares to disobey him; if he cannot rely on the sky, no one can compete with him.
Whether it is the Yitian Sword or the Dragon-Slaying Knife, countless people flock to it.
But Qin Yu casually threw the Yitian Sword to others as if he was playing around, which made many people feel jealous and surprised.
"Sir, this Heavenly Sword is indeed extraordinary!"
After Xiao Zhao took the Yitian Sword, he looked at it carefully and said in surprise.
"Then you keep the Yitian Sword for me!"
Qin Yu smiled.
It is somewhat inconvenient for one person to hold two weapons. Since Xiao Zhao is willing to follow him, it is more convenient for Xiao Zhao to keep it.
As for the ownership of the Yitian Sword, the divine weapon should belong to the one who can handle it, and Master Miejue was seriously injured. At least the other five sects could not say anything in front of them.
What's more, if Qin Yu is defeated by Master Jue, Qin Yu firmly believes that the Blue Blood Illuminating Painting in his hand will be taken away by Master Jue.
Qin Yu then glanced around at the other five sects.
Standing with his hands behind his back, there seemed to be a sharp light in his eyes, and his seemingly harmless face seemed to be domineering.
He said in a deep voice: "Emei has been defeated. If anyone is still dissatisfied, you can come up and compete with me. I will accompany you to the end!"
After this wheel battle, Qin Yu's martial arts perception has improved to a certain extent.
Relying on his own internal strength, as well as the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, the Great Shift of the Universe and other techniques, he can compete with the masters in the early and middle stages of the Grandmaster.
If the sword's will and realm are further improved, how powerful it will become by then.
Of the remaining five factions, only Wudang has not yet taken action.
The eyes of Abbot Kongwen, He Taichong and others fell on Song Yuanqiao helplessly, but they did not have much confidence.
As expected, Song Yuanqiao stood up and said: "My junior brother Yin Liting left before the fight. Wudang should be the one to lose!"
"Young hero Qin Shaoxia, he is really a formidable young man!"
As he spoke, his eyes were full of admiration.
According to Zhang Sanfeng's wishes, Song Yuanqiao would not go all out to deal with the Mingjiao. Now that the situation was decided, he was willing to simply admit defeat.
"Senior Song, you are overly praised!"
Qin Yu nodded and smiled.
"Everyone in the Wudang Sect has great admiration for Young Master Qin, and I hope that Young Master Qin will say hello to the two palace masters on behalf of the family master!"
Song Yuanqiao stroked his beard and admired Qin Yu even more when he saw how humble he was.
Although Yihua Palace is not as prominent as Wudang, it is still the pride of the first-rate forces.
Song Yuanqiao had heard about some of Qin Yu's deeds and knew the relationship between Qin Yu and Yao Yue, so he might as well take the opportunity to show his favor to Yihua Palace.
What's more, Zhang Sanfeng is a great master of the generation, and his strength is better than the masters Yao Yue and Lian Xing.
Using Zhang Sanfeng's reputation to show goodwill can also show the sincerity of the Wudang Clan.
