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

After a pause, he hurriedly said again: "And it's the boy's duty to save all the heroes, it's not worth mentioning, it's not worth mentioning."

The Mingjiao people saw that he was so humble, he did good deeds without expecting anything in return, he was really rare in the world, and he was exactly the leader of benevolence and righteousness they needed.

"Mr. Lin, you don't need to be humble. Your miraculous skills are world-class, and your skills are overwhelming. Who is your opponent in the world? And you have saved our lives many times. The position of leader must belong to you." Wei Yixiao said loudly .

"That's right, Mr. Lin, please don't refuse."

Everyone in Mingjiao shouted in unison, looking at Lin Simu with all the hearts of the people.

"Impossible, how can an outsider be allowed to take the position of the leader?" Lin Simu shook his head and refused. He was just an outsider, and it was unacceptable unless it was a last resort.

"How can Mr. Lin be an outsider? I see that you are very suitable for Yang Zuoshi's daughter. You might as well be his son-in-law. It is a great joy for our Mingjiao." Wei Yixiao shouted loudly.

At this moment, Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao were watching this scene from the outside, the former blushed immediately when he heard this, his beautiful eyes revealed a trace of expectation while being surprised.

Brother Lin is a rare young hero in the world, so he would not humiliate her.

Xiao Zhao's face froze slightly, he forced a smile, and thought to himself: "Yes, Mr. Lin and Miss Miss are really well matched in both male and female appearance."

"This?"

Lin Simu glanced at Yang Buhui who was not far away, and saw that she was slim and tall, her face was tender and sweet, bright and radiant, very glamorous.

He laughed at himself: "You are joking, how dare I climb high?"

Seeing that this kid really has feelings for Yang Buhui, everyone looked at Yang Xiao jokingly, and thought to themselves: "Today not only has the leader, but also facilitated a wonderful event for Yang Zuoshi."

Yang Xiao ignored the gazes of these people, and said seriously: "Young master Lin, let's not talk about you and not regretting today, you Lin Simu is definitely not an outsider of our Mingjiao, you are the only successor of our Yangjiao. After the disappearance of the leader, our Ming Cult was leaderless and torn apart, so the six sects found an opportunity to take advantage of it, otherwise they would not be the opponents of our Ming Cult."

As soon as he said this.

Everyone nodded in agreement. For so many years, they fell apart, walked and scattered, and today they must rebuild the glory of Mingjiao.

"That's right, Mr. Lin, you can also be regarded as the direct descendant of the leader of the Yang sect. Who else is the leader of the leader?"

"That's right, the five scattered people all agree with it."

Mingjiao people shouted loudly.

For a while, Lin Simu was what people wanted.

Lin Simu was overjoyed in his heart, but hesitantly appeared on his face: "How can this be done? You are all my seniors, what can you do, boy?"

The members of the Ming Cult saw that he declined again, they couldn't help but look at each other, seeing that he was so humble with peerless martial arts, it was really rare, and they wanted to make him the leader of the sect even more firmly in their hearts.

"Please Mr. Lin succeed the leader, otherwise we will not be able to kneel down forever." Zhou Dian shouted loudly.

"Yes."

At this moment, everyone in Mingjiao is united.

Yang Buhui and Xiao Zhao were delighted in their hearts, they all hoped that Lin Simu could be such a great person, who wouldn't want their man to be capable?

"This?"

Seeing the large group of people kneeling down, Lin Simu showed a look of intolerance: "You are all seriously injured, you can't keep kneeling, but I really deserve the position of leader."

Seeing that Lin Simu was still worried about their injuries at this moment, he couldn't help being moved, this young man is really kind-hearted.

"Master Lin, please succeed the leader, otherwise I will not be able to kneel down." Yang Xiao and others shouted in unison again.

After speaking, they didn't move, they all looked at Lin Simu expectantly.

Seeing that everyone was so sincere, Lin Simu raised his eyebrows slightly, and was overjoyed in his heart. If he didn't accept the high position again, he would seem ignorant.

He will not give in to the position of the leader of the Ming Cult, who else can I?

"Report."

at this time.

Footsteps sounded hurriedly outside the door, and a middle-aged man with a bloody face and a short knife in his hand rushed in and reported loudly: "It's not good, the enemy is attacking the mountain from three sides, brothers can't resist it... ..."

Seeing that Lin Simu still refused to agree, everyone in the Mingjiao knew that they should not be in a hurry, and when they heard someone report, they all stood up.

Yang Xiao knew this person, he was the Deputy envoy of Hongshui Banner, but he was shocked when he heard that another enemy was attacking the mountain.

"Is it because the six sects left and returned?" Yang Xiao asked.

"It wasn't the six major sects, but a group of inconspicuous small gangs who were killed together. The brothers were already seriously injured, and they couldn't resist now."

The Deputy envoy in charge of the flag shook his head and said.

Chapter 65

Yang Xiao and the others are still injured, and their true energy cannot be raised for a while. If they go out and fight this group of people, it will only increase the casualties in vain.

Can they just sit and wait?

Immediately, their eyes couldn't help looking at Lin Simu, and now he is probably the only one who can think of a way to save them.

Lin Simu felt everyone's fiery eyes and frowned, knowing that it was time to step forward.

"Don't panic, everyone. I'll go out and send them away." He said softly, not paying too much attention to how many people there were in these small gangs.

"Young Master Lin, you can't. They are so numerous that they cannot be resisted by one person alone." Yang Xiao and the others showed worried expressions on their faces.

As the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat with four hands, even if he is supernatural, hundreds of thousands of fighters will swarm him, and he may die in the end, and he has already experienced many battles, so it is really not suitable to make a move up.

"You don't have to worry, it's just a group of cats and dogs, how big a storm can it cause?" Lin Simu smiled lightly, and strode towards the door of the inner hall.

The Mingjiao people looked at each other, frowned, and then followed Lin Simu's footsteps. They are not people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, and even if they die, they will not let him face all this alone.

Seeing that all the Mingjiao people followed, Lin Simu smiled knowingly, these guys are indeed loyal heroes.

A group of people waited out of the inner hall together, and after walking tens of feet, they exited the gate of Guangmingding, and a hundred-step ladder came into view. At this time, about 900 people were fighting towards the top of the mountain with various weapons. will come over.

The black mob is also overwhelming at this moment, unstoppable.

At this time, the subordinates of the Mingjiao Five Elements Banner could no longer withstand the enemy's fierce offensive.

"Everyone, you are all seriously injured. Wait here for a while while I go and deal with this mob." Lin Simu turned his head and said to Yang Xiao and the others.

As soon as the words fell, he took a step forward.

"Shh!"

There was a sudden sound of breaking through the air, and his figure was already approaching in front of the eight or nine hundred people.

Just as Yang Xiao and the others wanted to stop him, they saw that he was several zhang away, and they all opened their mouths in astonishment, their lips twitched, and hesitated to speak.

Xiao Zhao and Yang Buhui looked at his back, their pretty faces were anxious, their hands couldn't help sweating, and they were very worried about Lin Simu's safety.

"Today is the time to start killing."

A cold light flashed in Lin Simu's sharp eyes, and he suddenly stretched out his arms forward, his hands in the shape of pistols, aiming at the uninvited guest below with his fingers, pointing to the left and right.

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

"laugh!"

Streams of white hot air blasted out like modern laser guns.

One yang finger is unparalleled in strength.

In an instant, countless streams of white air shot across the sky like a midnight shooting star to the crowd below.

"God?"

"what is that?"

Seeing the fiery white air current sweeping toward them like a violent storm, the rabble below couldn't help but stare wide in shock.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

After a while, the sound of white airflow piercing through the body came one after another.

Corpses fell to the ground one after another, and the eyes of the fallen people were all wide-eyed, with horror written all over them, and blood holes the size of a thumb appeared on their bodies, and blood was gurgling at this moment.

Blood immediately stained half the sky red.

In an instant, miserable cries rose and fell, resounding through the entire sky.

The smell of blood and death immediately permeated the entire hundred-step ladder.

then.

One after another, people fell to the ground powerlessly, with finger-thick blood holes all over their bodies, and the frightened expressions on their faces were frozen there forever.

"My God!"

"What the hell is that?"

"Oh my God!"

"What the hell did we encounter?"

"Get out, get out, guys, there's the devil."

"Wow, what the hell is it? How can it be so powerful?"

"Everyone, run, run, Mingjiao has gods, I don't want to die."

In an instant, sixty or seventy of the more than 900 people had fallen. At this time, the survivors were as pale as paper, screaming frantically, and rushed down the mountain like dogs in mourning.

Yang Xiao and the others couldn't help looking at each other, their hearts shuddered, they all respected Lin Simu as a heavenly being, and they couldn't help but think to themselves: "This girl, it's too fierce. Fortunately, he is not this kid's opponent, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous."

Such a terrifying yang finger force is simply unbelievable.

Yiyang finger is an inscrutable fingering technique, it consumes a lot of energy when using it, if it is used continuously, it will lose all the skills, and if it is used continuously, it will lose one's life.

And this kid doesn't seem to have any abnormal reaction after using it continuously?

Does not consume mana at all.

They secretly rejoiced that they didn't make Lin Simu an enemy.

"Since you're here, I'll play with you guys, don't think about leaving so easily."

Lin Simu suddenly hooked his lips into a smile, and suddenly pulled his body towards the sky.

"Shh!"

There was a piercing sound of a soaring cannon.

His figure instantly appeared in mid-air several feet above the ground.

"The flying dragon is in the sky!"

Lin Simu's eyes froze, he yelled violently, and turned his hands in a circle at the same time, a light yellow internal energy suddenly gathered.

Immediately, the right palm suddenly pushed downwards.

"hold head high!"

A deafening dragon chant immediately resounded through the sky, making people endlessly heard.

A vigorous and powerful palm force engulfed the strong wind, and it was shot out with a bang.

The light yellow palm instantly turned into a yellow golden dragon, rushing forward boldly.

Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms!

"My God!"

"what is that?"

"Is it a dragon?"

"Is it Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?"

"Why do people in the Ming Cult know the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms of our Beggar Clan?"

Some people below who hadn't had time to escape suddenly saw a person standing in mid-air, and saw him slap out a palm, and a golden dragon struck towards them like lightning.

This palm was as fast as a ghost, and it came in an instant, which caught people off guard.

"boom!"

The ground struck by the palm strength immediately aroused black smoke all over the sky, just like the terrifying power of a modern grenade explosion.