People in Wuzong, the beginning of the game is full of Jiuyang magic skills

Lin Simu looked at Master Miejue with disdain, and said in a cold voice.

"you wanna die."

Miejue Shitai was instantly furious, it was the first time in her life that someone looked down on her like this, she was completely angry.

She turned her hands into palms, and with a "shua" sound, her figure rushed forward, and the four elephant palms came out suddenly, hitting the opponent's chest directly.

This palm engulfed the power of her Emei Nine Suns Kungfu, it was extremely fierce.

There are very few people in the world who can take this palm.

Faced with the menacing palm force, Lin Simu's face showed a teasing look, and he didn't raise his eyelids, he just stayed where he was and didn't move.

The Jiuyang Zhenqi in the body automatically protects the body.

All the disciples of the Emei Sect were overjoyed to see this kid froze in place.

"Master, so handsome!"

"Master, kill this kid."

"Master, let him see how powerful our Emei Sect is."

All the disciples of the Emei Sect shouted.

next second.

"boom!"

This extremely fierce palm force hit Lin Simu's chest directly.

"bingo?"

The disciples of the Emei sect saw that the master had hit the target with one blow, and their eyes were full of joy.

A look of worry flashed across Xueling's beautiful eyes, how could this be possible?

Why didn't Mr. Lin fight back?

Lin Simu let Miejue Shitai's palm hit him, and the Nine Suns Divine Kungfu protected his body in an emergency. This palm hardly hurt him at all.

"I don't even have the strength to beat people. Is this the strength of the head of the Emei School?"

With a sneer, he suddenly moved forward, and an incomparably thick, invisible inner force suddenly shot out.

"boom!"

This invisible force instantly crushed Jue Mietai, and she retreated more than ten feet before she stabilized her figure.

There was an incredible look in her eyes, how could this be possible?

Her palm couldn't break his defense?

How far has this kid's internal strength reached?Even if Wudang Daoist Zhang came, he wouldn't dare take her hand, would he?

"You, do you know the invincibility of Vajra?"

Miejue Shitai's eyes couldn't be more shocked, she stared at Lin Simu solemnly, and said in horror.

"That's right, I've practiced kung fu for a few years at school, Master, you should admit defeat, right?"

Lin Simu looked at Miejue Shitai indifferently, and said with a smile.

He just sent out his internal strength slightly, and this Miejue Shitai couldn't resist anymore.

All the disciples of the Emei School stared wide-eyed, how is this possible?

Their master's strength is unmatched, and they can't hurt this kid in the slightest?

Apart from shock, Wu Lie was still shocked. He knew that Lin Simu was very strong, but this Miejue Shitai was a long-established master, and he was directly injured by his internal force?

It would be unbelievable if you hadn't seen it with your own eyes.

When Xueling Shuangshu saw her sweetheart displaying his supernatural power, the surprise in their beautiful eyes was indescribable.

"You are so handsome, Mr. Lin, I love you..."

"Great, come on, kill this old thief."

They clapped their hands happily, like cheerleaders.

Miejue Shitai's face suddenly became extremely ugly. Could it be that she is going to be defeated by this junior today?

admit defeat?

impossible!

The word "admit defeat" has never been in her Jujue Shitai dictionary.

"Jingxuan, Yitian Sword."

She suddenly gave a cold drink.

"Yes, Master."

A female disciple in her thirties and forties hurriedly handed the Yitian sword to the master.

"Chong!"

The Yitian sword in Miejue Shitai's hand suddenly came out of its sheath, making a deafening sound.

"Yi Tian Sword? Bring it to you."

When Lin Simu saw the gleaming Yitian sword, a frenzy flashed in his eyes.

He steps forward.

"Shh!"

A cracking sound rang out.

His figure instantly appeared in front of Miejue Shitai.

"So fast."

Shock flashed in Miejue Shitai's eyes, and he immediately stabbed out with the "Jieue Sword Technique".

The swordsmanship is extremely fierce, and the shots are even more fierce.

"Ah."

Lin Simu sneered, his figure was like a ghost, dodging the fierce sword energy as if teleporting, and then rushed forward quickly, appearing on Miejue Shitai's side in a teleportation.

"boom!"

He raised his hand suddenly, and slammed the sword-holding arm of Miejue Shitai with a powerful palm.

"what."

Miejue Shitai turned pale with fright, only felt a numbness in his arms, and the Yitian Sword he was holding loosened.

"Tsk tsk."

Lin Simu laughed strangely, and immediately stretched out his left hand to catch the Yitian sword that Miejue Shitai dropped, and then slapped her lower abdomen with his right hand.

"boom!"

Miejue Shitai flew upside down in an instant, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and fell hard to the ground.

"Master."

"Master!"

All the disciples of the Emei Sect turned pale with fright, and hurriedly rushed towards the master.

Seeing that their master was defeated by this kid in seconds, they all found it inconceivable, but all this happened before their eyes.

Miejue Shitai was pale, obviously seriously injured, she pointed in Lin Simu's direction.

"Sword, my Yitian sword."

Juejue Shitai screamed, with a pained look on his face.

Jingxuan quickly supported the master.

The rest of the Emei sect disciples drew out their long swords one after another, and a cold light flickered for a while, and their figures rushed towards Lin Simu, vowing to take back the Yitian sword for their master.

"Out of control."

Lin Simu sneered, and flicked his sleeves slightly, Jiuyang Zhenqi immediately surged, and a fierce and unmatched sleeve energy pierced the air.

"Clang clang clang!"

Just listen to a series of sounds.

The long sword in the hands of the Emei disciples was snapped off.

They were taken aback, this kid is too perverted, right?

It's simply a monster.

Seeing these women fighting him desperately, Lin Simu frowned.

"Your master is not dead yet, so there's no need to work so hard?" He kindly reminded.

"you?"

The faces of all the disciples were ashen, seeing that this kid is really too powerful, and they have no weapons in their hands, what can they use to get back the Yitian Sword?

They ran towards the master dejectedly, and saw that she was unconscious at the moment.

"Master."

Seeing that Miejue Shi was completely silent.

Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was tearful and she was distraught.

She immediately grabbed the broken sword, rushed to Lin Simu in an instant, pointed at his chest, and shouted sharply: "You killed my master, I will fight you."

Master is her life, even if she dies, she will avenge Master.

"Wait, Miss Zhou, your master is not dead, so why are you angry?" Lin Simu said with a smile while holding the Yitian sword.

"You? What did you say?"

When Zhou Zhiruo saw that he said that the master was not dead, she stopped the movement of her hands, and did not rush to stab, she frowned suspiciously.

"I said your master is not dead." Lin Simu shrugged and said with a smile.

After a pause, he said again: "Zhiruo, I will never forget the kindness of feeding you in the Hanshui boat."

Chapter 50 Zhou Zhiruo's Ambition

"what?"

Zhou Zhiruo's whole body was shocked, her beautiful eyes showed disbelief, she looked at his appearance carefully, how could he look like when he was a child?

Although he has grown up and become more handsome now, but he can't see the shadow of his childhood at all, he is not Zhang Wuji at all.

How did he know about her and Wuji's brother?

Seeing the confusion on her face, Lin Simu smiled slightly, and explained: "I am indeed not Zhang Wuji, but he and I are good brothers. Unfortunately, he has already died of cold poison."

When talking about Zhang Wuji's death, he had a look of grief on his face, as if he didn't want to bring up the past.

"What? Brother Wuji is dead?"

Hearing the news of Zhang Wuji's death, Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face instantly turned pale like a bolt from the blue.

The former boy is gone, and the scene of feeding in the past is still vivid, but now it is a thing of the past.

In her heart, she was eager to meet him again, but now she was separated by yin and yang.

"It's okay, sister Zhiruo, Brother Wuji told me about your affairs, please ask me to take good care of you, and let me protect you by your side from now on."

Lin Simu said sincerely.

Then he offered the Yitian sword with both hands: "Please return the Yitian sword to Master, when the time comes, I will let you heal Master's wounds, and guarantee that she will be alive and well within three days."

He thought to himself: "I will sell you a favor first, and it will not be too late to snatch the old thief's Yitian sword when you are away."

"what."

A hint of surprise appeared on Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face, she smiled through tears, took the Yitian Sword excitedly, buried her head in shame, and said softly, "Thank you, Master Lin."

She blushed for a while, and her voice was as soft as a mosquito.