I am reincarnated in the heavens and become a dragon

Facing the question from his junior sister, Master Emei Jingxuan shook her head, said solemnly, "I don't know which one of them has the upper hand. Li Zhige's palm is powerful, his momentum is astonishing, and he is full of murderous intent. The appearance of her. Master and her old man have the advantages of relying on the sky, but she has not won the other party for such a long time, I am afraid..."

Jingxuan frowned, she didn't dare to think deeply.

In the past, when master faced the enemy, he relied on the sharpness of the Yitian sword, and when the Yitian sword came out, he would definitely be able to decide the winner.Except for the real Zhang from Wudang Mountain, she has never seen anyone who dared to directly attack the edge of the Yitian sword like Li Zhige.

Ding Minjun sneered, and said with a strange air, "Senior Sister Jingxuan, you have no confidence in Master. Do you think Master will lose to that kid named Li Zhige?"

Jingxuan was startled, and hurriedly explained, "Junior Sister Minjun, don't talk nonsense, I didn't mean that!"

Ding Minjun glanced at Jingxuan meaningfully, raised his haughty neck, and vowed, "Junior sisters, don't panic. Even if Li Zhige has high martial arts skills, he will never be a match for Master."

But Ding Minjun's words did not reassure the Emei disciples. They looked at the two murderous people in the square, their hearts were jumping with fear, and their mouths were dry.

Zhou Zhiruo ignored the quarrel between Ding Minjun and Jingxuan, her beautiful eyebrows were knit together, she put her hands together in front of her chest, and prayed silently, "Bodhisattva, you must keep Master safe."

Unfortunately, the Bodhisattva did not hear Zhou Zhiruo's prayer.

The dragon fights in the wild, and its blood is dark yellow.

Li Zhige danced wildly, his blood was boiling in his chest.

He beat more and more fiercely, and his true energy seemed to be inexhaustible.

A red dragon roared and pushed out from his palm.

Among the dragons, Li Zhige also seemed to transform into a big dragon, charging towards Miejue Shitai.

The reason why the Nine Suns Manual is the world's top internal training magic is because the Nine Yangs True Qi is purer and stronger than the ones produced by ordinary internal exercises.

The key point is that Jiuyang Zhenqi recovers very quickly, like spring water, bubbling out of Li Zhige's dantian.

Pushing palms one after another, Li Zhige's killing intent accumulated to a very high level.

As a result, the momentum has also climbed to an extreme.

On the other hand, Miejue Shitai couldn't take down Li Zhige for a long time, her aura was steadily declining, and the true energy in her dantian was about to be exhausted, and there were bead-sized beads of sweat on her forehead.

Seeing Li Zhige rushing towards him, Miejue Shitai had a fierce look in his eyes, regardless of it, he raised his true energy and stabbed out with all his strength, trying to smash the Yitian sword into Li Zhige's chest.

I have to admit that Miejue Shitai is a ruthless person, ruthless to the enemy and ruthless to himself.

clang!

Li Zhige turned sideways, and slapped Yitian Sword with his palm.

The Yitian sword misleads Miejue Shitai.

Before Miejue Shitai could stabilize his body, Li Zhige raised his palm, put his palm on Miejue Shitai's chin and pushed it upward.

Click!

Juejue Shitai's jaw was broken.

Without giving her any chance to breathe, Li Zhige chased after Miejue Shitai, changed his palms and clenched his fists, and blasted continuously.

boom! boom! boom!

Like hitting a sandbag, the heavy fist kept pounding on the chest, making a series of muffled sounds.

Blood was spat out desperately, melting the snow on the ground.

Li Zhige punched with all his strength, 49 consecutive punches, pouring out all the suppressed hatred in his heart.

In Emei Square, Miejue Shitai knelt on the snow, her chest collapsed, blood spilled from her mouth and nose, and no skeletal bone in her body was intact, like a rag doll without bone support.

Li Zhige panted slightly, with joy in his eyes, he asked Miejue Shitai who was kneeling in front of him, "Old thief, do you have any regrets?"

Miejue Shitai's vitality was lost, she held her breath and refused to swallow it, she stared at Li Zhige fiercely, and sneered, "I don't regret it, I only regret that I didn't go to the gate of Shenquan to kill you !"

Li Zhige's eyes turned hard, he took a step forward, and stretched out his hands to hold Master Miejue's head.

Squeeze hard.

The blood was like a column, splattered and splashed, melting a large expanse of snow.

With a bang, the headless corpse fell to the ground.

"Master!!!"

A group of Emei disciples recovered from the defeat of Miejue Shitai, and looked at the head in Li Zhige's hand with disbelief on their faces.

The head was dripping with blood, his eyes were wide open, and he could not rest in peace.

A group of Emei disciples raised their swords and looked at Li Zhige with hatred burning in their eyes.With that look, I wish I could tear Li Zhige to pieces.

"Li Zhige, you villain, give back my master's life!"

Several Emei disciples were so indignant that they raised their swords and were about to kill them.

Jingxuan stopped in front of several Emei disciples. There was no trace of hatred in her eyes, and she roared, "Junior Sister Jingjia, Junior Sister Jingcheng, Junior Sister Jinyi, Junior Sister Lingzhu, calm down."

"Even Master can't beat that villain, are you going to go up and die in vain?"

"Elder Sister, do you want us to do nothing and watch the villain leave with Master's head in his hands?"

Jingxuan was silent.

As the senior sister of Emei, she can't be dazzled by anger and watch the junior sisters die.

Zhou Zhiruo stood in the crowd, her head buzzed, her eyes lost color, and her ears lost the sound.

boom!

Zhou Zhiruo fell to the ground and passed out.

"Junior Sister Zhiruo!"

Jingxuan looked at Zhou Zhiruo who fell unconscious and fell, and became even more confused for a moment.

Li Zhige lifted his head, bent over to pick up the Yitian Sword, ignored those Emei disciples with fire-eyed eyes, turned around and walked down Mount Emei with big strides.

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Chapter 30 The Transformation of Zhou Zhiruo

Wind and snow.

At the foot of Mount Emei, in a small town.

Shi Hongshi stood at the gate of Changfeng Escort Bureau and looked into the distance. She let out a breath from time to time and rubbed her palms vigorously.

Lin Changfeng came out wearing a thick padded jacket, and asked Shi Hongshi, "Little girl, who are you, Brother Li?"

Shi Hongshi opened his mouth wide, revealing two petals of his front teeth, and replied seriously, "Uncle Li is my only relative in this world."

Lin Changfeng was taken aback, and asked, "Where are your parents?"

Shi Hongshi replied blankly, "My parents are both dead, my mother entrusted me to Uncle Li before she died, and asked me to obediently listen to Uncle Li."

"Little girl, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of your sad past."

Shi Hongshi shook his head, "It's nothing, my parents are indeed dead. Uncle Li told me not to be immersed in the grief of losing my parents, but to turn grief into strength, practice martial arts well, and avenge my parents with my own hands in the future."

Lin Changfeng's eyes were a little moist.

This hideous little girl is so sensible that it makes people feel distressed.

"It's Uncle Li, Uncle Li is back!"

Lin Changfeng followed Shi Hongshi's voice and saw a tall man in a thin blue shirt coming from a distance. He held a hideous head in his left hand and a long sword in his right hand.

It's Juejue Shitai and Yitianjian!

Lin Changfeng shuddered, watching Li Zhige striding forward in disbelief.

Li Zhige walked to the gate of Changfeng Escort Bureau, Shi Hongshi hurried up to meet him, and asked, "Uncle Li, have you finished your work?"

Li Zhige reached out and rubbed Shi Hongshi's hair, turned to look at Lin Changfeng who was stunned, and said with a smile, "Brother Lin, please find a box and some quicklime, I'm going to bring the head of the old thief Ni to Master Sacrifice in front of the tomb to comfort the spirit of the old man in heaven."

Before Lin Changfeng recovered, he nodded numbly, then turned and walked into the escort agency to find boxes and quicklime.

The leader of the Emei School, Miejue Shitai, is one of the top masters in the martial arts world!

Now, Miejue Shitai has been decapitated, and even the treasure of the Emei Town School, the Yitian Sword, has been taken away!

It is foreseeable that there will be a turbulent wave on the rivers and lakes.

Unlike Mai Qiong, although the Giant Whale Gang is a big gang in Jiangnan martial arts, it is not popular in the whole world.Emei is a well-known and upright family, and her reputation is at the top of the rivers and lakes. Miejue Shitai is one of the top masters in the martial arts.

Li Zhige rested at the Changfeng Escort for one night, and took Shi Hongshi out of the city the next day.

Under Lin Changfeng's eyes filled with emotion, two figures, one big and one small, braved the wind and snow and walked towards the south of the Yangtze River.

Half a month later, Emei Golden Summit.

Beneath the golden body of Samantabhadra Bodhisattva, Ding Minjun looked at the group of seniors and sisters, and said in a cold voice, "Master passed away suddenly, and he didn't explain what happened."

"Her old man had two wishes during her lifetime. One is to exterminate all demon cultists, and the other is to make Emei great."

"Emei is a well-known and upright sect. We cannot live without a master. We have to elect a master to fulfill the master's last wish."

Jingxuan turned his head and looked at Ding Minjun coldly, "Junior Sister Minjun, you mean you want to be the head of the sect?"

Ding Minjun did not hide her ambition, she nodded calmly, "Yes, I want to be the master. The master left suddenly, and did not hand down the position of master. Of course, whoever has the highest martial arts among the disciples will be the master." Be the boss."

At the side, many Emei disciples echoed, "Master is dead, Emei cannot be left alone for a day. Sister Minjun has the highest martial arts, and she is the head of the sect. We are convinced."

Zhao Lingzhu walked out with her sword in hand. She looked at Ding Minjun, without concealing her disgust, and said in a cold voice, "Senior sister Jingxuan was the first to get started, and she has been with the master for the longest time. Junior sister Zhiruo is the most beloved by the master, and is regarded as the successor of the mantle by the master. Although Master didn't say it clearly, we all know that Master intends to pass Emei to Junior Sister Zhiruo."

"Even if you want to choose the master, you should choose Senior Sister Jingxuan and Junior Sister Zhiruo. It's not your turn, Ding Minjun!"

Ding Minjun's face became gloomy, and he smiled, "Junior Sister Lingzhu, do you also want to compete for the position of the master?"

Zhao Lingzhu was not afraid of Ding Minjun, and replied forcefully, "Lingzhu knows that she is not qualified to be the head of the sect, unlike some people whose wolfish ambitions are clearly revealed."

Jingjia, Jingcheng, Bei Jinyi and other Emei disciples also came out, and they all said, "We support Senior Sister Jingxuan."

In front of the golden body of Puxian Bodhisattva, more than a hundred Emei disciples were divided into two factions, some supported Ding Minjun, and some supported the elder sister Jingxuan.

Ding Minjun turned his head to look at the weak Zhou Zhiruo, and said in a cold voice, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, Master loved you the most during his lifetime. Tell me, who should be the master?"

Zhou Zhiruo raised her head, with hatred in her eyes, and said in an indifferent voice, "Master, her bones are not cold yet, you don't want to avenge Master, but you want to fight for the head?"

When Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, Jingxuan and the others bowed their heads in shame.

Ding Minjun looked at Zhou Zhiruo bitterly, and said in a strange way, "Even so, Emei can't be without a master for a day, after all, the head is to be elected."

Zhou Zhiruo raised her hand to interrupt Ding Minjun, and said calmly, "Both you and Senior Sister Jingxuan want to be the master. In this case, you two can take the place of master temporarily. The iron ring of the master will be kept in my hands first, and Fan Emei Disciple, whoever can avenge the master, I will hand over the iron ring of the master, and regard her as the real master."

Jingxuan was a little embarrassed, and said in a low voice, "Junior Sister Zhiruo, that villain Li Zhige is so powerful in martial arts, even the master holding Yitian Sword is no match for him, how can we take revenge?"

Ding Minjun also looked at Zhou Zhiruo.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhou Zhiruo seemed to have transformed, she was no longer the weak girl she used to be.

Looking across the group of senior sisters, Zhou Zhiruo said in a deep voice, "Going to Wudang, please Master Zhang to uphold justice for us!"

As Zhou Zhiruo spoke, in an instant, more than a hundred Emei disciples faintly regarded this little junior sister as their backbone.

Leaving the Buddha Hall, Zhou Zhiruo walked to the room where Master Miejue lived. Her eyes were shining brightly, and she sobbed in a low voice, "Master, my disciple's martial arts skills are low, but I want to avenge you but I have no power. Master, tell me, I How do you kill your enemies?"

Tears fell on the bed, Zhou Zhiruo had cried countless times.

Suddenly, Zhou Zhiruo stopped crying, and she looked at the envelope under the pillow.

Pulling out the envelope, I saw that there were a few big characters written on the envelope by Zhi Ruo personally.

After tearing open the envelope, she seriously began to read the letter left by Master.

"Zhiruo, if one day you see this letter, it means that something bad happened to the teacher. After the death of the teacher, you will be the head of Emei."

"My Emei school has been established for nearly a hundred years, and it was passed down from the ancestor Guo Xiang."

"In the past, the Condor Hero presented the black iron epee and the two swords of gentlemen and ladies to the hero Guo Jing. Before the city of Xiangyang was broken, the hero Guo Jing and the female hero Huang Rong smelted the black iron epee and cast it into a dragon sword. The body of the sword hides Wu Mu's suicide note and the essence of the Eighteen Palms of Subduing the Dragon. The two swords of gentlemen and ladies are complemented by gold essence and recast into Yitian swords, and the body of the sword contains the scriptures of nine Yins."

"Zhiruo, you should get the dragon-slaying knife. With one hand holding the knife and the other holding the sword, use your internal energy to strike each other with the sword, and you can take out the essence of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms and the Nine Yin Manual...":

In the room, Zhou Zhiruo put the letter into her arms and whispered, "Master, the Yitian Sword has been taken away by Li Zhige, and the Dragon Slaying Saber has disappeared with Xie Xun. How do you let your disciple obtain the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms?" Righteousness and Nine Yin Scriptures?"

Chapter 31