Chapter - 310 Willingly Disfigure a Handsome Face (4) (1/2)
Zhao Min was startled; she did not expect Miejue Shitai to correctly guess her true intention. She heard Zhou Zhiruo first said 'evil woman, lowly people', then she said, 'shameless barbarian'; she could not bear her anger. 'Swish!' the Yitian Sword appeared in her hand. ”Your Shifu cursed us as shameless barbarians. Fine! Let me ask you this: this Yitian Sword is obviously my family's treasure; how could the Emei steal it?”
Zhou Zhiruo indifferently said, ”Yitian Sword and Tulong [slaying dragon] Saber have always been the Central Plain Wulin world's precious weapons. I have never heard they have anything to do with a barbarian woman.”
Zhao Min's face turned completely red; ”Humph!” she angrily said, ”I did not know your tongue is actually very sharp. So you are determined not to fight with us?” Zhou Zhiruo shook her head. Zhao Min said, ”I always cut a finger of those other people who lost in the martial art match or simply refuse to fight. You, this little girl, must be very proud of your beautiful face; no wonder you are so arrogant. I am not going to cut your finger.” While saying that she pointed her finger toward Ku Toutuo and continued, ”I am going to make you as this Reverend; I am going to add twenty, thirty sword marks on your face. I want to see if you are still arrogant.” She waved her left hand and immediately two of the yellow-robed men came forward to grab Zhou Zhiruo's arms. Zhao Min smiled and said, ”I want to turn your smart face into a honeycomb; and I don't need Emei's exquisite sword technique to do that. Do you think I can't turn you into an ugly clown with my 'three-legged cat' skill?”
Tears started to well up Zhou Zhiruo's eyes; her body started to tremble. She saw the tip of the Yitian Sword was only a few inches apart from her own cheeks. She knew as soon as this demon moved her hand, her face would look like that ugly and fearsome 'toutuo'.
”Are you scared?” Zhao Min asked with a smile. Zhou Zhiruo did not dare to act strong anymore; she nodded her head. ”Good!” Zhao Min said, ”Do you surrender?”
”I won't surrender!” Zhou Zhiruo said, ”Just kill me!”
Zhao Min smiled and said, ”I've never killed anybody; I only want to cut a little bit of your skin and flesh.” A cold ray flashed; the sword in Zhao Min's hand slashed toward Zhou Zhiruo's face.
'Bang!' suddenly something was thrown from outside, hitting the Yitian Sword. At the same time the long window broke and someone flew into the hall; throwing the two yellow-robed men who held Zhou Zhiruo's arms outside. The person who broke the window and flew in turned his left arm around to protect Zhou Zhiruo, while at the same time stretched out his right arm to block Lu Zhangke's palm. 'Bang!' both people staggered two steps backward.
Everybody turned their eyes toward this person; he was none other than the Cult Leader of the Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji. His entrance was so sudden like he descended from the sky; everybody was shocked. Even masters like the Xuanming Elders did not expect anything like this that they were caught off guard.
Lu Zhangke heard the window burst; immediately he rushed to the front of Zhao Min's body to protect her. He used all his strength to strike Zhang Wuji; but to his surprise his legs wobbled and he staggered back two steps. He was about to attack in anger when suddenly he felt an unbearable dry heat on his body, as if he was entering a hot furnace.
Zhou Zhiruo saw an impeding doom in front of her eyes, but unexpectedly someone suddenly came to her rescue. Finding herself in Zhang Wuji's embrace, Zhou Zhiruo was conscious of his broad and solid chest and smelling a whiff of a strong male breath; she was pleasantly surprised. In an instant she felt her body weaken and she almost passed out. She did not know that Zhang Wuji had used the 'jiu yang shen gong' [nine yang (positive) divine energy] to block Lu Zhangke's 'xuan ming shen zhang' [mysteriously dark/deep divine palm]; the pure 'qi' in his body came out. Zhou Zhiruo had never been this close to a male body before; moreover, this man was the one who was always in her mind day and night, even in her dreams. She felt an indescribable joy in her heart, so even though all around her the enemies threatened to cut her with a thousand blades and ten thousands swords she had nothing to worry, she had nothing to fear.