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

"Your Excellency has great martial arts skills, I have never seen you in my life, you are so polite here." He slightly made a composition and said with a light smile.

"Young man, be careful. This is Xian Yutong, the head of the Huashan School. His martial arts are ordinary and he has many tricks."

Seeing this person coming out, Yin Tian hurriedly called out to remind him.

"Oh?"

Lin Simu narrowed his eyes slightly, knowing that this guy is a veritable hypocrite. On the surface, he has a great reputation and is the leader of a faction, but he is actually a treacherous, vicious, morally corrupt, and womanizer.

But these are nothing else, he doesn't bother to care about them, he just needs to defeat him.

There are too many nosy things in the world, and no one can control them.

"Lin Shaoxia's miraculous skills are world-renowned, and he has defeated all the elders in Kongtong in a row. Even the Shaolin monk is willing to bow down. I admire him so much. I don't know which senior master taught him such a young man who is rare in modern times..."

Before Xian Yutong finished speaking, suddenly, a fierce palm force hit him directly, hitting his abdomen.

"boom!"

A crisp roar sounded.

At the same time, accompanied by the boy's impatient voice: "Fuck you, there's so much nonsense..."

The palm force hit Xian Yutong's abdomen through the air, his heart broke instantly, blood gushed from his mouth, his whole body flew horizontally, and fell several feet away.

"Master!"

"Master!"

The disciples of the Huashan School were in a panic and ran towards Xian Yutong one after another.

"Boy, did you sneak attack?"

"Young people don't talk about martial arts so much?"

At this time, a pair of tall and short old men came out from the Huashan faction, and they shouted angrily.

"So what? If you are not convinced, just let your horse come here."

Lin Simu said calmly, his indifferent eyes swept across the faces of the masters of the six sects one by one.

He didn't take everyone present seriously, after all, he was in a peerless state enough to stand out from the crowd.

See how arrogant this kid is.

The tall and short old man's face was blue and white, but seeing his supernatural powers, he knew in his heart that even if the two of them fought together, they might not have any chance of winning.

To defeat him, the masters of the six sects must join forces to attack him.

At this moment, a person from the Wudang faction suddenly walked out. He had a refined face and was in his 40s.

It was Yin Liting, the Six Heroes of Wudang.

"Master Lin, why do you want to help the Mingjiao? When we met in Zhuwu Lianhuanzhuang in the past, we also explained that we would fight against the Demon Cult together. Why are you helping the evildoers today? Go against your promise?" Lin Simu.

Hope he can give an explanation!

"This is how my son does things. If you are not convinced, just come up, and we will see the truth."

Lin Simu said with a snort, dismissing Yin Liting.

"Master Lin, I know that your miraculous skills are world-class, but you have to be reasonable in everything, don't you? You, Zhu Wu Lianhuan Zhuang, can be regarded as a decent family, how can you hook up with the Devil's Cult?"

Yin Liting frowned and asked sharply.

No one can stop him from revenge for taking his wife, not even a peerless master!

Chapter 58 Two fists are invincible to four hands

"Do you want a reason? That's good."

Lin Simu suddenly laughed, turned around to look at Yang Buhui, stretched out his hand towards her, and said: "This younger sister is a friend of my old friend, I was entrusted by him, I must protect her well, today your six sects are going to kill her , How can I let you succeed? If you are sensible, you can retreat from the Bright Summit, and this young master may still let you wait for a way out."

The six sects looked at Yang Buhui in amazement, it turned out that the young man was a friend of the demon girl, no wonder he would come out to stop them.

Yin Liting saw that Yang Buhui was somewhat similar to his fiancée, and immediately realized that it might be Xiaofu, so he immediately questioned the situation.

After Yang Buhui explained the reason, Yin Liting became furious and rushed down the Bright Summit.

Lin Simu looked at Yin Liting rushing down the mountain, amused in his heart: "Yin Liting, Yin Liting, although Yang Xiao played with your woman, but in the original book you also married his daughter, and finally became pregnant. In the world before time travel, friends They even got their names for you, if it’s a boy, it’s Yin Xuezhuan, and if it’s a girl, it’s Yin Bukui.”

Immediately, he smiled jokingly, but now that he has met Yang Buhui, naturally he won't let him eat tender grass again!

Seeing that Yin Liting's matter had been dealt with, Lin Simu glanced at the masters of the six sects again.

"Everyone, who else is not convinced, just come out and do a few tricks?"

He said softly, he didn't pay attention to the people from the six sects, but when he glanced at the Emei sect, he frowned slightly, wondering if Zhou Zhiruo would come out to make trouble with him?

The masters of the six major sects all changed their expressions when they saw that this kid was so powerful and his words were so arrogant.

The old man of the Huashan sect was furious, and shouted loudly: "Everyone, this kid is so arrogant and domineering, and he vowed to stand up for the demon sect. We will not talk to him about the morals of the world today. Let's attack him together and punish him." Kill this son..."

Everyone listened to the words of the master of Huashan School, and nodded noncommittally. This kid's martial arts is so high that it is rare in the world. If he fights alone, I am afraid that none of the six sects can match him.

Only by attacking in groups can there be a slight chance of winning.

As the saying goes:

Two fists are no match for four hands.

A tiger can't stand a pack of wolves.

However, all of them are well-known heroes, if they besiege a younger generation like this, it will inevitably cause criticism if it spreads.

Seeing that everyone was hesitant, the short old man shouted loudly: "Everyone, there is no need to talk about the morals of the world with this boy. His defense of the devil's religion is a matter of heaven's intolerance and the anger of man and god. Let's kill him as a way of eliminating harm for the people. "

The six sects looked at each other. This is not bad. They traveled thousands of miles from the Central Plains to the Western Regions just to destroy the Demon Cult. If they let the tiger go back to the mountain today, they might never have such a good opportunity again.

"it is good."

After some ideological struggle, the masters of the six schools responded in unison.

After a while.

In addition to the tall and short elders of the Huashan School, a middle-aged couple came out of the Kunlun School. They were the head of the school, He Taichong, and his wife, Ban Shuxian.

In addition, there is a short and fat Taoist with a yellow crown, who is Xi Huazi of the Kunlun School.

There was also one person from the Shaolin sect, the big red cassock, who was Master Kongzhi in "Information, Wisdom", and he was also the only one who gave orders in this crusade against the Demon Sect.

Four middle-aged Taoist priests emerged from the Wudang School, namely Song Yuanqiao, Yu Lianzhou, Zhang Songxi, and Mo Shenggu among the Wudang Seven Heroes.

Among the Seven Heroes, Yu Daiyan was crippled and paralyzed, Zhang Cuishan committed suicide, and Yin Liting went down the mountain by herself.

Now, all of them have stood up.

At this moment, everyone's eyes turned to the Emei sect, seeing that Miejue Shitai held the Yitian sword in his hand, hesitant.

"Amitabha, Master, the encirclement and suppression of the Demon Sect is the leader of your Emei Sect. Today's battle is imminent, how can you remain indifferent?"

Master Kongzhi stared at Juejue Shitai coldly, hoping that she could give an explanation.

"That's right, Miejue Shitai, you are afraid of this kid, aren't you?"

The little old man also called out in a cold voice.

"That is, you are the head of the Emei Sect, do you still want to stand by and watch?"

Ban Shuxian asked coldly.

Miejue Shitai ignored the clamoring people, stared at Lin Simu with a gloomy expression, and said, "Master Lin, do you really want to be our enemy?"

In fact, it was not a last resort, she didn't want to attack Lin Simu again.

"Master, I naturally don't want to be your enemy, and I have a close relationship with Miss Zhou from your sect, but there are old friends and friends of mine in Mingjiao, so..."

Lin Simu said softly, the meaning was obvious.

Today, the position of the leader of Mingjiao, he is absolutely determined.

All the disciples of the Emei Sect had seen Lin Simu's terrifying strength, and if they were asked to fight him, it was simply to give away his head.

However, the king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die.

They all glanced at Master Miejue, waiting for her to make up her mind.

Juejue Shitai frowned, feeling sorry for Lin Simu, a young talent who went astray and joined the Demon Sect.

However, if she didn't get rid of him today, how could she avenge her brother Gu Hongzi?

In the end, she also stood up with the Yitian sword in her hand.

The masters of the six sects all stared at Lin Simu covetously.

The tense atmosphere reached its peak in an instant!

Chapter 59 Minmin Temuel

Seeing that these so-called six sects were preparing to besiege Lin Simu, everyone in Mingjiao scolded them for being shameless, but there was nothing they could do. Now they could not move, so they could only pin their hopes on Lin Simu.

Yang Buhui stared at Lin Simu's back, pursed his lips, and felt a trace of worry in his heart: "Brother Lin, you must win."

A worried look appeared on Xiao Zhao's pretty face, she took two steps forward, and said eagerly, "My lord, you have to be careful."

Lin Simu turned back and smiled slightly at Xiao Zhao, "Don't worry, they won't be able to hurt me."

After finishing speaking, he stared sternly at the masters of the six sects. This group of guys claimed to be famous and upright, but didn't they bully the younger ones with more?

Zhou Zhiruo frowned, originally she had a slight affection for Lin Simu in her heart, but he went to help the Demon Cult, which made her feel very sad.

Having been under the influence of Miejue Shitai since she was a child, she didn't have a good impression of the Devil's Cult.

"Everyone, let's go up together, what is this young man afraid of?"

Lin Simu suddenly had a sense of pride in his heart, even if they joined forces, he would not be afraid.

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

"Chong!"

The masters of the six sects looked at each other, and took out their weapons one after another. The swords were unsheathed. For a moment, the cold light flickered, and the temperature in the entire inner hall dropped to a low point.

"superior."

Song Yuanqiao yelled, and many masters rushed towards Lin Simu at the same time, and the weapons in their hands went straight to his head.

Seeing his opponent rushing forward in unison, Lin Simu suddenly shouted: "Good job!"

Then, Jiuyang Zhenqi surged in his strange tendons and eight pulses, and he immediately used the Great Move of Heaven and Earth Mind Technique, so that the strength in his body was gradually accumulated in his palms, and then he suddenly pushed his hands forward.

"boom!"

A fiery white air wave rushed forward suddenly, as if a large lake was filled with flood water during a flash flood, and suddenly the lake dike burst, and the flood rushed out, forming a shocking wave, as if it could devour everything.

"This?"

The masters of the six sects couldn't help being dumbfounded, seeing the white air wave sweeping towards them like lightning, packed with endless inner energy, the powerful aura made everyone terrified.

They froze in their hearts, their faces were gloomy, they held their breath, and without daring to be careless at all, they hastily mobilized all their internal strength, put the weapons in their hands in front of their bodies, and fought against this terrifying "shock wave" together.

"boom!"

A violent roar sounded suddenly, like a volcanic eruption.

The weapons in the hands of the strong men of the six sects, except for the Yitian sword, were all shattered. They were like tiny bubbles and were sent flying across a distance of two to three feet, and then fell to the ground fiercely.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

The sound of falling to the ground came one after another, and I was overwhelmed.

Hot streams gushed out uncontrollably from their throats.

"Master."

"Master."

"Uncle Master."