Chapter 182.

The remaining members of the Ming Sect were all silent after the words of the exterminator were spoken.

Among them, there are some hardcore, violent temper, see Xiao Feiyang, Gui Yifei successively killed himself, righteous indignation, are looking for an opportunity to rise up, life for life.

However, listening to the words of the extermination of the robbery, the heart slightly flinched, can not help but secretly think about it:

Yes, if the defeat is Emei, we are willing to give him the opportunity to kill the Tartars to redeem his life?

Thinking like this, that want to fight for their lives of the sharpness suddenly greatly frustrated.

At this time, Huang Zheng stood out–

He is the highest martial artist among the five battalion masters, and now, except for the seriously injured Leng Qian, he is the most honorable.

Huang Zheng looks rough, leaning on a wolf tooth stick, two eyes as red as peaches, said loudly: “Brothers, listen to my words! Jianghu disputes no right or wrong, only to the ability to see the high and low, a man’s skill is not as good as others, there is only death, here are the old brothers of the Church, I do not believe that some people are greedy and afraid of death. Just ……”

He sighed long, the corner of his eyes and tears, but the voice is more and more loud: “Xiao left into the game, painstakingly, just for us to open up the way of life, but also rare to destroy the hijacking of the Master Mrs. broad-minded like the sea, do not think of the old evil, I and so can not be life lightly throw, even if it is going to die, die in the hands of the Mongolians, in order not to live up to the life of the spirit.”

A word out, the remnants of the congregation are secretly nodded.

Huang is facing the extermination hijacking, cupped fists and said, “extermination hijacking master, in my meaning, is that we these people are divided into two batches, a batch of them will be guarded …… by your religion.”

Mianjiao interrupted him with a cold smile, “Duh! You play good calculations! This school is not like you devil, accustomed to take by force, this school day has always been poor, that is, their own disciples, food and drink are still struggling, is not for nothing to support you? You are rolling down the Emei, go to kill the Mongolian soldiers, when to kill enough two thousand hundreds of Tartars, sent to say a word with the poor nuns, it will be considered the end of this deal, the future is a war and, and walk to see.”

Huang Zheng froze, along with many of the congregation of the Ming Sect, are showing astonishment, who did not expect the extermination of the hijacking of the willingness to release them all.

Leng Qian was helped to walk out, and raised his head to say, “You, believe us?”

Mianjiao disdainfully glanced at him, coldly said: “Although the Ming Sect is not evil, there are a few hard bones, Xiao Feiyang, Gui Yifei two big devils with their lives to play the guarantee, if you do not believe in what you say, you lose your own face, as for those Tartar heads, even if you do not kill, I and other righteous chivalrous people, the hands of the sword will be no sword?”

Leng Qian pondered for a moment and whispered, “Admirable.”

Turning his head to Huang Zheng, he said, “Quickly seek out Peng and Ye, and inform.”

But he previously wrote a letter, sent a person secretly through the forest down the mountain, to peng yingyu, god eagle religion statement of the critical situation, please come to help each other, now but afraid that the two rushed to too fast, and then start a big war, so busy ordering people to go to inform.

The destruction of the robbery ignore the Ming Sect how to arrange the crowd, the line of sight swept across the battlefield, looking at the bodies of several of their own personal disciples, showing the color of grief, and then forced to suppress the emotions, faintly instructed: “Pack up the sacrifices of the disciples, good life will bury them.”

Emei school female disciples, at the moment after the killing, the will to fight subsided, see many of the fellow disciples, into cold corpses, can not help but cry.

Ming Church people heard the women crying, you look at me, I look at you, all feel crawling all over the body like worms, it is difficult to sit still.

Huang Zheng coughed, was about to speak, then heard the extermination of the hijacking bellowed: “cry what cry! These good disciples of mine to get rid of the devil and defend the way to die, upright, sensational, everyone should be proud of it is! Besides, where are we? When my Emei raise the flag of righteousness, fight against the tyrannical Yuan, I do not know how many people have to die, that is, the poor nun himself, may not be able to save, you have this tears of kung fu, not as good as the blood sweat, and properly honed martial arts, then kill a few more Tartars is the proper.”

Wei Jin Yi cried, “No, no, it won’t, master, your old man will definitely be fine.”

Mui Jiao’s eyes glared, and he was about to reprimand, but when he saw that she was crying like a cat with a flowery face, he couldn’t bear it in his heart again, and sighed.

Shaking his head, he said, “Childish words! Apprentice, don’t you hear: ‘Thousands of coffins come out from the door, its family is good and prosperous. The son survives the father’s death first, and the grandson is in the ancestor’s funeral.’ Who does not die? As long as we leave behind our children and grandchildren, even if hundreds or thousands of people die, my Emei will still prosper! I am afraid that all of you are not good at martial arts, and you will all die first, leaving the poor nun alone and alive, and that is called having no hope.”