The strongest master in history

Li Mochou has always been moody, and she does things according to her own preferences. Hearing Xiao Zhao's resolute refusal and laughing that she is not as good as Lin Yuanjian, she couldn't help being furious: "It's your luck that I, Li Mochou, have taken a fancy to you. If you don't want to go, you have to follow me."

There was a bit of sarcasm in Xiao Zhao's tone: "I heard that Li Mochou, the Chilian Fairy, is domineering, ruthless, and unreasonable. I finally saw it today. If you don't go with you, do you want to be tough?"

Lin Yuanjian looked at Li Mochou, and said indifferently, "Try it."

Li Mochou flicked her dust fly, straightened like a sword under the urging of her true energy: "Stinky boy, I really don't know what to do, I will cut off your ears right now." She has always been proud of her martial arts skills, Lin Yuan saw people of this age, It was really hard for her to pay attention.

There was only a sharp and ear-piercing sound of breaking wind, and the soft dust whisk in Li Mochou's hand was divided into two sides from the middle, turned into hard gold and iron and swept down angrily, aiming directly at Lin Yuanjian's ears.

Lin Yuan's expression was calm, and his figure was even more immovable.

Seeing this, Li Mochou believed in her heart that she was sure to hit a hit.

"Stinky boy, why are you pretending here if you don't have the skills?"

"Oh, is that so?" Lin Yuanjian's indifferent words made Li Mochou's face suddenly change.

She was horrified to find that her fly whisk had been caught by Lin Yuanjian casually, and no matter how hard she tried to pull it back, the whisk still remained motionless.

Only then did Li Mochou realize that she had really met an expert.

"You're choking shit!" Lin Yuanjian scolded in Cantonese, and with a strong hand, he immediately pulled Li Mochou into a stagger and walked a few steps forward, then turned around and lifted his foot firmly to her ass kick!
Li Mochou screamed, and flew towards a big tree, smashing off countless branches and leaves, and finally got stuck on the branch, and she couldn't be more embarrassed.

Lin Yuanjian yelled towards the tree: "Aunt Li, you will have a long memory in the future. Don't be so arrogant. Fortunately, you met me today, otherwise you would be dead now."

Hong Lingbo exclaimed in surprise: "Master!"

Lin Yuanjian led Xiao Zhao away, and disappeared at the turn of the mountain road after a while.

Li Mochou struggled on the tree for a while but couldn't get down.

"You useless thing, why don't you throw the sword up for me?"

"Yes." Hong Lingbo hurriedly threw the long sword in his hand up.

Li Mochou caught the sword and cut off the branch next to her, before she fell to the ground.

"Master, are you okay..." Hong Lingbo asked weakly.

Li Mochou gently rubbed her neck that was sorely stuck by the tree branch, she was startled and angry: "I never expected that kid's martial arts to be so powerful, I was really mistaken."

Hong Lingbo was afraid that Li Mochou would take his anger out on him, so he flattered him: "Master was just being careless for a while. In a real fight, he might not be your opponent."

Li Mochou was quite comfortable with this set, and the anger in her heart also subsided a little: "Well, I will settle this matter with him later, let's go back to the ancient tomb first to deal with important matters."

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"This Li Mochou is really hateful." Xiao Zhao still kept mentioning this matter on the road: "Fortunately, you are here, otherwise I would not be able to beat her."

"Xiao Zhao, from today onwards, you have to practice the Nine Yin Manual." Lin Yuanjian deeply felt that Xiao Zhao lacked self-protection ability. Although he had his own protection, it was still not enough to make people feel at ease.

Surprise welled up in Xiao Zhaomei's eyes: "Do I practice too? But I'm not your apprentice."

Lin Yuanjian smiled softly and said, "Don't worry about it, it's not that my apprentices are required to learn it. I'll let you practice it. Anyway, you're so smart, it shouldn't be difficult to master it."

Xiao Zhao smiled happily: "Okay, then you teach me."

So on the way to Dasheng Pass, Lin Yuanjian began to pass on the Nine Yin Scriptures to Xiao Zhao, and guided him carefully.

Xiao Zhao had previously cultivated the superior Persian internal strength that Dai Qisi passed on to her, so she had a certain foundation, and her talent was also surprisingly high, and she could learn almost everything, so Lin Yuanjian's teaching process was very easy.

The two hurried, practicing kung fu while walking, learning from each other, and soon left the territory of Shaanxi, stepped into the land of Henan, and continued to travel south, and the Dasheng Pass in northern Hubei was far away.

Within a few days, Xiao Zhao had a first glimpse of the truth of Jiuyin, and he practiced it with ease.With the guidance of Lin Yuanjian, a big boss, any problems in cultivation can be easily solved.

In the past few days, Lin Yuanjian and Xiao Zhao have heard a lot of rumors on the road that Guo Jing and Huang Rong are indeed going to hold a hero meeting in Lujiazhuang, Dashengguan, to elect a martial arts leader, and order the heroes to discuss the matter of fighting against the Mongolian invasion.

It seems that after the system changes, many things are indeed advanced, and Lin Yuanjian does not have to wait for several years.

Dashengguan must be a gathering of heroes from all over the world this time, just for Lin Yuanjian to search carefully to see if he can meet the next person with a star destiny.

"A lot of things have changed, and I'm afraid it's not the same as in the book now." Xiao Zhao frowned slightly, flipping through "The Legend of Condor Heroes" in his hand.

Lin Yuanjian smiled and said, "At least we still know what will happen at the Dasheng Pass."

As they said, the two of them had arrived in front of a quite lively town, and saw countless martial arts people coming and going, coming in and out, monks, nuns, beggars, all kinds of sects, different religions, good and evil mixed together, there is no doubt that these Almost all people came here for the hero meeting of the big victory.

Guo Jing's status in the Jianghu is still very high, and the whole martial arts world is moved by the wind.

After staying in Zhongnan Mountain for a period of time without seeing anyone, Lin Yuanjian was really not used to it.

The streets are crowded with people, traffic is busy, and there is constant hustle and bustle. All martial arts people from all walks of life who are on their way to Dasheng Pass have to pass through here and take a temporary rest here. There are too many people.

Xiao Zhao obediently followed behind Lin Yuanjian, allowing him to hold hands, with a faint smile on his face, it could be seen that he was in a good mood.

"Are you hungry?" Lin Yuanjian asked in a gentle voice. He himself can live without food for a long time, but Xiao Zhao can't.

Xiao Zhao rubbed her belly: "A little bit."

Lin Yuanjian said: "There is a restaurant over there, let's go over and see if there are any seats."

The two walked through the crowded crowd to the Zuixian Tower in the distance.

Suddenly, a scream was heard, and a person fell out of the Zuixian Tower and landed heavily on the street, causing the crowd to look up in shock.

Immediately afterwards, another five or six people were thrown down, lying on the street, all wailing.

Lin Yuan was taken aback when he saw it, but he didn't want to meddle in his own business.

At this moment, a person poked his head out from the upstairs window and said with a sneer, "Who else wants to compete with the young master, just come up and ask for advice!"

This person is dressed like a Mongolian nobleman, obviously not from the Central Plains, but he dared to be so arrogant in the Song Dynasty, obviously he is very capable!

Following his cold shout, no one dared to speak anymore. The five or six people lying on the street were all well-known masters in the Jianghu, but they couldn't survive two moves in that person's hands. Who would dare to go up and ask for it? Bitter?Therefore, everyone dared not speak out, and only hoped that some experts would come to deal with him.

Lin Yuanjian listened carefully to the conversations of some martial artists around him, and he roughly understood what was going on.

It turned out that the Mongolian went to the restaurant and saw that there was no seat, so he wanted to grab it. Some people looked at it and wanted to teach him a lesson, but they were defeated by him.

"Xiao Zhao, we have a seat, so we'll grab that bastard."