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

Just as their ambiguous atmosphere was full, Gong Guangjie defeated his opponent in the competition field.

But Duan Yu sneered, which made Zuo Zimu force the former to compete with his disciple Gong Guangjie.

How can Duan Yu know any martial arts at this time?

Useless is a scholar!

In this world where power is paramount, fists are the last word.

To reason with them, I am afraid that if a scholar meets a soldier, it is difficult to explain the reason.

The noisy noise also attracted Lin Simu and Zhong Ling who were on the beam.

"Brother, that nerd down there looks stupid, should we save him?" Zhong Ling looked at Duan Yu pleasingly, and turned to look at Lin Simu.

"I'm a bad guy, I never save people, I only kill people." Lin Simu folded his hands on his chest, looking like he had nothing to do with himself.

"Hmph, if you don't save me, I will." Zhong Ling took out a few small snakes about a foot long from the cloth bag beside his leg and threw them out.

The members of the Wuliang Sword Sect were indeed a group of parallel importers, who were thrown into chaos by a few poisonous snakes and shouted loudly.

Seeing that this girl dared to break ground on Tai Sui's head, Zuo Zimu was so angry that his face turned livid. He immediately held a long sword, and cut the red chain snakes in half with a few "shua shua" swords.

Duan Yu was rescued, and cast a grateful look at Zhong Ling on the beam.

"The stinky girl is so vicious, how is she different from the Demon Sect demon? The head of the sect is going to eliminate demons and defend the way today."

Zuo Zimu saw that the girl hurt his disciple under his nose, his face turned red and he was a little out of breath.

As soon as the words fell, he bent his legs and stepped on the tiptoes, and jumped to the same height as the beam of the house. The long sword in his hand hit Zhong Ling's throat directly, intending to put her to death.

"Shh!"

This sword is surprisingly fast, and the cold light is raging. It is the move of "White Rainbow Piercing the Sun".

All the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect couldn't help sighing when they saw the master's ultimate move, and another head fell to the ground.

Duan Yu saw that the head of this sect seemed to be about to kill the girl, he rushed forward to stop it, but because of his low skills, he couldn't do anything for a while.

Zhong Ling's complexion suddenly changed. Just as he was about to dodge such a sharp sword, he suddenly heard Lin Simu's gentle voice:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Immediately, he waved Zuo Zimu's big hand, surging true energy, and a strong white sleeve energy shot out.

"boom!!!"

That Zuo Zimu seemed to be crushed by a high-speed truck in an instant, and suddenly fell from the air, until he fell to a bloody mess and died tragically.

Everyone in the whole martial arts hall opened their mouths and were stunned.

It was silent all the time.

The Wuliang Sword Sect disciples looked at each other in blank dismay.

OMG!

Where is this young man?

With just a flick of his sleeves, they killed their strongest leader in seconds? !

Chapter 131

Just when everyone in the hall was stunned, Lin Simu directly stretched out his arms to wrap around Zhong Ling's willow waist and jumped off the beam.

Then he took the latter's slender hand and strode towards the entrance of the hall.

"Stop, you killed the left head, do you just want to leave like this?"

Xin Shuangqing, head of the Xizong of Wuliangjian School, had a icy coldness in his eyes, and with a "clang", he drew out the long sword in his hand, and quickly chased after him.

"Boom!"

Her pace is extremely fast.

Lin Simu and Zhong Ling were quickly intercepted. This kid killed the head of the East Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect in broad daylight. If they were allowed to leave so easily, I am afraid that their Wuliangjian would be ridiculed by all the people in the world .

When the disciples of the East Sect of the Wuliang Sword Sect saw that the head was killed, they were all filled with righteous indignation, and they all drew out their long swords at the same time, "Qing Qiang Qiang" rang out incessantly, and rushed over to surround Lin Simu and Zhong Ling in the center.

Lin Simu looked indifferent, playing with Zhong Ling's delicate and small catkin with his left hand with great interest, and didn't pay attention to these little people in front of him.

Zhong Ling was on the verge of a formidable enemy, his eyes wide open, his left hand stretched into his left waist skin, ready to release his 'secret weapon' at any time.

However, at this moment, she still felt that her right hand was being played by the bad guy's brother, and she was angry and annoyed. What time is it, why is he still in the mood to take advantage of her?

Duan Yu saw that the scene was tense and the battle was about to break out, so he ran over in a hurry and smoothed things over:

"Everyone, everyone!"

"The ancients said: Peace is the most important thing in everything. It is not easy for everyone to gather in this Jianhu Palace, so why fight and kill?"

"From Xiaosheng's point of view, it's better to turn hostility into friendship and have a meal of wine and meat together?"

"Go away." The next disciple of the Dongzong sect suddenly swung his left hand out, and with a slap, he slapped Duan Yu firmly across the face.

Duan Yu was directly knocked to the ground by the powerful force, his handsome and snow-white cheeks suddenly swelled into a pig's head.

He had been slapped by Gong Guangjie before, and now that he was being severely punished again, it was even worse. Now his mother probably didn't know him anymore.

Lin Simu continued to knead Zhong Ling's slender jade fingers like no one else was there, only feeling that they were chubby and very tactile to the touch.

While enjoying the wonderful touch brought by the girl's jade hands, he looked lightly at the disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect who surrounded them in the center:

"I killed your head, what can you do?"

The disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect looked at each other in blank dismay. They never thought that this kid was about to die, so he dared to be so arrogant?

As if they didn't pay attention to them at all?

After all, Xin Shuangqing was the head of Xizong, so he seemed extra cautious, knowing that the guy who could instantly kill Zuo Zimu could never be an ordinary person.

She frowned and asked, "Who are you guys? What is the purpose of coming here?"

Lin Simu talked and smiled calmly: "Didn't I tell you? We came in with the big guys to watch the fun, but you are unreasonable and want to kill my good sister. How can I allow you to act wild?"

"Good boy, if you don't want to say yes, let me take him down." Xin Shuangqing's eyes flashed coldly, and he stepped back two feet after giving the order.

The disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect, who received the order from the master, held their long swords and slashed towards Lin Simu and Zhong Ling fearlessly.

all of a sudden.

The cold light is shining, and the murderous intent is everywhere.

"A bunch of things that don't know how to live or die."

Lin Simu suddenly sneered, grabbed Zhong Ling's willow waist with his left hand, pulled his body up suddenly, and reached a distance of more than one foot in the sky in an instant, then threw his right palm down, and when he waved his hand, his palm gathered violent and domineering energy.

"boom!!!"

With a slap of the palm, the chests of the disciples of the Wuliang Sword School who were holding long swords suddenly exploded, and blood spattered.

The bright red blood immediately soaked the entire Jianhu Hall.

Xin Shuangqing's pupils shrank sharply, and the shock in his eyes couldn't be further increased, even his voice trembled:

"Okay, what a strong boy!"

Fortunately, she didn't rush forward at the first time, but retreated to the side, otherwise she might end up with a blood spatter. At this moment, she deeply realized that the boy in front of her was not something they could handle at all.

"Why force me to take action?"

Lin Simu landed lightly with Zhong Ling, with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.

He didn't want to kill Zhong Ling in front of Zhong Ling, and the Wuliang Sword Sect is a group of small characters, killing them will only lower their status.

But this group of guys are too ignorant, if they don't hit them hard and shock them, I'm afraid they will still kick their noses in the face.

Then the only way is to completely subdue them!

Zhong Ling turned her head to look at the peerless young man beside her in horror, her heart was greatly touched.

OMG!

His martial arts are too high, right?

It's just that the shot is too heavy!

Xin Shuangqing's face was as pale as paper, he threw away the long sword in his hand, knelt down in front of Lin Simu with a plop, and said in a trembling voice:

"Senior, we don't know Mount Tai with our eyes, so I trouble you to hold your hands high and let us go."

As soon as the headmaster knelt, all the surviving members of the Wuliangjian Sect, whether it was the West or the East Sect, knelt down and kowtowed to Lin Simu to plead guilty.

It is said that a man has gold under his knees, but he has to go against his will.

A playful look flashed in Lin Simu's sharp eyes, this group of people is like this, they will always submit to the strong, thinking that Duan Yu, who doesn't know martial arts, came to tell them the way of a gentleman, but who would listen? ?

This world is like this, and only the words of those who have money, power or strength are the eternal truths.

The same is true for referring to a deer as a horse.

Lin Simu suddenly turned to look at Zhong Ling: "What do you think? How should we deal with them?"

Zhong Ling saw that so many people had been killed and injured, and he didn't want him to do more evil, so he shook his head: "Let them go."

Lin Simu nodded lightly: "Okay, if my good sister hadn't interceded, I would have taken your life."

Xin Shuangqing and the others kowtowed to Zhong Ling again, thanking them all the time.

Zhong Ling saw this incomparable master of Wuliangjian sect Xizong kneeling in front of her and kowtowing non-stop, she couldn't help but feel elated, this feeling of being above them is really good.

"Let's go, Miss Zhong." Lin Simu smiled and took Zhong Ling's little hand and walked out of the hall.

The disciples of the Wuliang Sword Sect tactfully gave up a broad road for the two of them.

Duan Yu had already got up at this moment, seeing Lin Simu and the others left, he didn't dare to stay here, and hurriedly followed.

He knew in his heart that this group of guys from the Wuliang Sword Sect couldn't beat that immortal, so couldn't they still beat him?

If you stay here again, I'm afraid you will be retaliated wildly by them!

Chapter 132

The two walked out of Jianhu Palace hand in hand, and no one dared to stop them.

A slight blush appeared on Zhong Ling's pretty face, and she let Lin Simu hold her slender hand, then glanced at him timidly, seeing that his face was like a spring breeze, as if enjoying this moment.

"Ah, Immortal, Immortal, please stay."

At this moment, Duan Yu's voice suddenly came from behind.

Lin Simu frowned, clenched Zhong Ling's little hand and stopped walking.

Seeing Duan Yu running in front of the two of them at lightning speed, he cupped his hands and said, "Duan Yu, thank you two young heroes for saving your life."

Lin Simu looked cold: "You don't have to thank me, I didn't want to save you."

Zhong Ling couldn't help but look at Duan Yu in front of him.

I have to admit that this nerd is not bad looking, Yushu Linfeng, personable person is the kind of person he is described.

However, at this moment, in her heart, she still felt that Lin Simu beside her was more handsome and had a more refined temperament.

Although Duan Yu is handsome and unrestrained, he is just an ordinary person, while the former is astonishing as a heavenly being.

"Call yourself this seat?"

Duan Yu lightly shook the folding fan in his hand, looked at Lin Simu, and said casually: "Looking at your young age, but your martial arts are so strong, could it be that you are Gusu Murong Fu from 'North Qiaofeng South Murong'?"

"Murong Fu? He's just an ant, and he deserves to be compared with me?"

A look of contempt flashed across Lin Simu's handsome face, obviously it would be very embarrassing to be mistaken for Murong Fu.

"You don't even pay attention to Nan Murong, who the hell are you? Could it be that you are really a fairy who cultivated in some fairy mountain?" Duan Yu was obviously full of interest in this young man with extraordinary strength and extraordinary temperament.

Lin Simu raised the corner of his mouth indifferently, but did not answer Duan Yu.

"Hey, bookworm, your surname is Duan?" Zhong Ling was slightly taken aback when he heard the scholar's surname was Duan. After all, his father hated people with the surname Duan the most.

But the surname Duan is the national surname of Dali, and there are tens of thousands of Duan surnames in the territory, so she is not surprised.

"That's right, haven't you asked the two names yet?" Duan Yu looked at Zhong Ling, seeing how pure and lovely she looked, he even felt happy after seeing her.

Zhong Ling took Lin Simu's arm to show off, and smiled like a flower: "My name is Zhong Ling, and he is my brother named Lin Simu."