Zong Wu: I'm going to stand up and brush up my favorability

Lin Beiwang looked at Jue Wushen, and suddenly grinned.

When Jue Wushen saw such a smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he murmured, "Not good!"

His premonition was very accurate, Lin Beiwang's arms were tense, and he was running the last successful power.

In an instant, the Immortal Golden Body Mask was ripped apart by Lin Beiwang, the Gang Qi Mask shattered, and Lin Beiwang punched Juewushen's chest.

The physical strength of Jue Wushen who practiced the Immortal Golden Body is not bad, but after Lin Beiwang broke through the Immortal Golden Body cover, his fists lacked strength.

A punch on Jue Wushen's chest only shook his internal organs a little and spit out a small mouthful of blood.

"I took this trick, can you let me go?"

Jue Wushen looked at Lin Bei, his eyes were full of desire to survive, and there was a hint of pleading to surrender to the strong.

But in his heart, he was looking for an opportunity to kill Lin Beiwang.

20 years ago, there was Wuming, he was not allowed to enter the Central Plains, and now there is this person in front of him, even if he kills the emperor himself, and uses the power of the entire small island country, he cannot compete with the Central Plains martial arts.

He has already figured out that although his strength is strong in the small island country, in the Central Plains, there are many people who are stronger than himself.

What is more in my heart is to leave this small island and go to the Central Plains to obtain more resources.

I remembered that stealing a golden bell cover in Shaolin Temple 20 years ago greatly increased my strength, and there are still many good things in the Central Plains.

I can't just die like this, I have to live.

Absolutely Wushen wants to live, and Lin Beiwang will never agree.

"If you can take a punch from me, you deserve to know my name, and you deserve to die in my hands."

Lin Beiwang looked at Jue Wushen jokingly: "My name is Lin Beiwang, and people in the Central Plains call him Yan Luo with a poisonous mouth. All the enemies who attacked me are dead, and you are no exception!"

Hearing Lin Beiwang's words, Jue Wushen felt a little desperate.

But his strong desire to survive made him make a final struggle, "You can't kill me, if you kill me, you will be targeted by warriors from all over the island."

"That's it!" Lin Beiwang rubbed his chin and said, "If you can give me what Po Jun gave you, I can consider giving you some time to ask someone for help. How about it?"

Absolutely Wushen seized the last chance to survive.

However, he still has Xiaojiu in his heart.

Seeing that Lin Beiwang was so arrogant, he might be able to release his senior martial artist.

"Yes, I can give you the secret book of Wan Jian Guizong and Yan Ying. Yan Ying was a martial arts beauty in the Central Plains at that time, and she is still beautiful even now."

Hearing the name Yan Ying, Lin Beiwang didn't know what to say.

But after thinking about it, he decided to bring her back. Nie Feng seemed to miss his mother a lot.

"Lead the way."

Absolutely Wushen lowered one hand and covered his chest with the other, barely moving his body, moving towards Wushenjue Palace.

In addition to his right hand being crippled, he suffered moderate injuries to his chest.

As far as combat effectiveness is concerned, there is still some, but the damage is serious.

It took only a quarter of an hour to go from Wushenjue Palace to Mount Fuji.

But because Jue Wushen was injured, the speed could not be fast, and it took more than an hour to go back.

Guichaluo, who was guarding Wushenjue Palace, saw his master returning from injury, followed by a short-haired boy, and drew his sword at him without even thinking about it.

How could these little guys be Lin Beiwang's opponents, Jue Wushen quickly ordered to stop them, and then respectfully invited Lin Beiwang in.

This shocked the faces of the ghosts hidden under the mask, but they didn't dare to say anything about their master's arrangement, and still dutifully guarded the door.

In the main hall, Absolute God ordered people to invite Yan Ying over, and then obtained Wanjian Guizong from the secret room and handed it to Lin Beiwang.

As for escaping, after seeing Lin Beiwang's speed, Ju Wushen dared not even have the slightest thought now.

After a while, Yan Ying appeared in front of Lin Beiwang.

This woman is indeed beautiful, and her eyebrows are very affectionate.

When she saw Jue Wushen in such a state of distress, Yan Ying stepped forward in a panic and asked, "Wushen, what's going on? Who hurt you?"

Absolutely Wushen didn't show any compassion, grabbing Yan Ying's neck with his left hand, and threatened Lin Beiwang: "Let me go, I won't kill her."

Lin Beiwang glanced at Jue Wushen in astonishment, and said amusedly, "You want to kill? Then do it! I'll watch."

Jue Wushen asked, "Didn't you come here for Yan Ying?"

Lin Beiwang flipped through the secret book of Wan Jian Gui Zong, waved his hand and said, "You think too much, I just want to kill all the strong people in your island country, Wan Jian Gui Zong is just incidental. As for Yan Ying, who cares!"

Jue Wushen broke the defense again, and from Lin Beiwang's indifferent attitude, he could see that the person in front of him was telling the truth.

But because of this, he didn't dare to make a move.

After letting go of Yan Ying, Jue Wushen asked: "What are you going to do?"

Lin Beiwang didn't speak, and very abruptly, he tapped Jue Wushen with both hands a few times.

Absolutely unable to move at once, he panicked and said, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Lin Beiwang still didn't say a word, his hands formed seals, the stellar energy condensed into an almost solid appearance, and a dense cold air emerged.

Complicated symbols made of extremely cold qi were generated in the void, and then entered Jue Wushen's body.

"In order to prevent you from playing tricks, I have to impose a few restrictions on you. You should feel it first."

As he spoke, he tapped Jue Wushen's dumb acupoint again, and the surrounding area became much quieter.

Because of Jue Wushen's death order, the surrounding ghosts and maids dare not approach here.

And Yan Ying had been frightened silly just now, and couldn't recover for a long time.

Lin Beiwang activated the Life and Death Talisman, which has been improved countless times by him and Wu Xingyun, and it has the same effect on celestial beings.

Jue Wushen's eyes were wide open, and his whole body was in pain and itching.

However, this is still tolerable for him who has practiced the immortal golden body.

Compared to losing his life, this bit of torture is just a trivial matter.

Lin Beiwang's mind was devoted to Wan Jian Guizong, and he hasn't noticed this yet.

The first page of Wan Jian Gui Zong: "Wan Qi is self-generated, and the sword rushes to the waste acupoint; returning to the Yuan martial arts, Zong Yuan has great skills."

What followed was a dozen or so pages of blank paper, and finally some ordinary sword moves.

If you want to practice Wanjian Guizong, you must not have internal strength.

But this was not a problem for Lin Beiwang.

As early as when Wan Dao Gui Yuan Gong was founded, Lin Beiwang took into account some situations that required the abolition of martial arts in order to learn.

In addition to imitating the nature of all internal energy in the world, Wan Dao Guiyuan Kungfu can also turn all the qi in the whole body into nothingness, as if there is no internal energy.

In addition, he has copied too many sword techniques from various friends, and he has also practiced the Destiny Sword Art in Lingyun Grotto so well that he can integrate it into Wudingzhi.

For swordsmanship, he also has a lot of attainments, and he has the memory in his mind, so he has a flash of inspiration.

Wan Dao Gui Yuan Kung Fu transformed into the nature of Wan Jian Gui Zong's internal power in an instant.

Gang Qi surged out of the whole body in an instant, and countless sharp sword storms surrounded the whole body.

Pointing out, Wan Jian followed, turned into a torrent of sword energy, and flew out.

The gate of the main hall disappeared in an instant, and the sword energy swept across Wushenjue Palace like a gust of wind.

Outside the door, there were two extremely joyful voices speaking in foot-pot chicken language, but Lin Beiwang didn't understand a word.

But it can be judged that the joy of one of them is very fake.