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Nun Miejue showed no mercy and killed dozens of people. The scene was so cruel that many upright disciples felt their scalps tingle.

Someone tried to dissuade her, "Master, please take a break. These monsters can't escape!"

Nun Miejue ignored her and looked like she was going to continue killing.

Seeing this scene, someone finally couldn't help it.

A ragged young man suddenly jumped up and stood in front of Master Miejue.

"Don't you feel ashamed of being so cruel and vicious?"

When everyone saw this person, they were slightly stunned and didn't know what he was doing.

Lin Fan curled the corners of his mouth.

Isn’t this Zhang Wuji?

I had been hiding in the crowd and keeping silent before, but now I can't help it.

Hearing Zhang Wuji speak, Jing Xuan, the senior sister of the Emei Sect, sneered, "Evil demons and heretics, everyone has the right to kill them!"

Zhang Wuji argued: "How is Nun Miejue's killing different from that of the Green-Winged Bat King?"

Hearing his words, Jingxuan immediately became furious: "How dare you compare my master with a demon?"

As he said that, he rushed forward and hit Zhang Wuji hard!

Unexpectedly, Zhang Wuji possessed the Nine Yang Divine Art and had extremely strong internal strength. Even if he didn't attack, just by rebounding, Jingxuan's hands and feet were broken and he flew out directly!

Seeing this scene, everyone present was shocked.

Nun Miejue's face darkened, and she said coldly, "Good boy, take my three swords if you can!"

When their own great disciple was beaten like this, where would the Emei Sect put its reputation in the future?

Zhang Wuji simply refused and didn't want to fight.

Nun Miejue's face was expressionless. "Boy, you think you have deep internal strength, but you don't dare to take my three sword strikes. Well, how about taking my three palm strikes?"

She has now reached the level of a grandmaster. Although her internal strength is not as good as that of top figures like Zhang Sanfeng, it is still no problem for her to deal with the boy in front of her!

Zhang Wujin felt that taking three palm strikes would not be a problem, so he agreed.

Nun Miejue seemingly casually slapped out a palm, hitting Zhang Wuji directly on the chest.

Zhang Wuji's Nine Yang Divine Art that protected his body naturally emerged, but he didn't expect that Master Miejue's skills were so profound that her internal force just appeared and then suddenly disappeared.

Zhang Wuji didn't have time to react and was attacked by his own internal force. He suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground like mud!

He was seriously injured this time, his face was as pale as paper and he looked listless!

Nun Miejue said coldly: "I said three palm strikes, and you can't do it after just one palm strike!"

Everyone looked at Zhang Wuji and couldn't help shaking their heads.

He was still too young, and was fooled by Master Miejue!

If he continues with the next three palm strikes, he will probably die at the hands of Master Miejue!

Zhang Wuji struggled to stand up, but the demon sect members shouted, "Good brother, you are so brave! Don't take the next two blows!"

Nun Miejue glanced at them and said calmly, "I only used a third of my strength just now. You can't even handle this, and you dare to come forward?"

At the same time, the second palm also attacked!

Seeing Nun Miejue taking action, Zhang Wuji felt that he was going to die this time.

At this moment, a clear voice sounded.

"Master, why don't I give it a try?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their heads!

The person who spoke was Lin Fan!

He walked out of the crowd slowly with a smile on his face.

"This young man is still young, and his internal strength is definitely not enough for Master. How about I take two of his blows for him?"

Looking at Lin Fan, the people who didn't know the truth couldn't help but murmur inwardly.

"He's obviously no different in age from that young boy, and he's young enough!"

"I don't know which sect or faction this young hero is from. He has no idea of ​​his own limitations and is looking for death!"

Among the crowd at this time, only the disciples of Wudang and Emei knew Lin Fan's identity.

The disciples from other sects came later and did not know Lin Fan’s identity yet.

There is anything to say at this time.

Zhang Wuji saw Lin Fan stepping forward and quickly stopped him: "Young man, everyone is responsible for their own actions!"

"Don't hurt yourself for me. Let me take it."

When Nun Miejue saw Lin Fan coming out, her expression suddenly changed.

I don't know where the arrogance just now has gone.

She thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Hero Lin Fan, when we were fighting the Demon Cult just now, you didn't take action. I don't blame you."

"After all, you're not from the Great Yuan martial arts world! But now, why are you standing up for this young man? Could it be that you're also a member of the Demonic Cult?"

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was shocked!

Does Nun Miejue mean she wants to turn against Lin Fan by saying this?

Lin Fan shook his head calmly: "That's not the case. I'm just curious about your strength, Master Miejue."

"Moreover, the young man in front of us is obviously not a member of the Demon Sect, and he is a good seedling. I don't want him to die at the hands of the nun."

Looking at his attitude, he seems relaxed and at ease.

Everyone held their breath and dared not make a sound.

Nun Miejue's expression changed again and again.

Should she accept Lin Fan's request or not?

If I answer, I'm afraid I'll have a falling out with Lin Fan!

This person's strength is absolutely extraordinary.

Even if those rumors were half true and half false, they were still more shocking than those of ordinary martial artists.

But if you don’t answer.

How should I, the head of Emei, face others?

Do you still want face?

For a moment, Master Miejue became conflicted!

She has always been vigorous and decisive.

No one expected that he would be so conflicted now.

Fortunately, Yin Liting stepped forward to act as a peacemaker.

"Master, there's no irreconcilable hatred between us. There's no need to make things awkward. I think we should just forget about this matter!"

Nun Miejue looked at Yin Liting in silence.

Lin Fan found it interesting and suddenly spoke again, "How about this!"

"If you feel that you can't defeat me with your palm, why not use your sword? Don't worry, I won't fight back!"

After he said this, everyone looked at him in disbelief.

"This guy is crazy!"

"If I use my palm, I still have a chance of survival. But if I use the Heavenly Sword, I'm afraid I'll die instantly!"

"No one would dare to do this!"

Zhang Wuji even grabbed Lin Fan's hand and said, "Brother! Don't let this get you down!"

Nun Miejue looked at Lin Fan in shock.

I even felt insulted!

Originally, she was planning to go down the stairs.

Now that Lin Fan said this.

Isn't that a provocation, thinking that she can't beat Lin Fan even with a sword?

What's more, Lin Fan didn't even want to take action!

Thinking of this, Master Miejue felt a chill in her heart!

Who cares if he’s a martial arts hero? This was Lin Fan’s own request!

Zheng!

With a clang of sword, Nun Miejue instantly drew out the Heavenly Sword, "Master Lin, you said that yourself. Sorry for the offense!"

Lin Fan looked relaxed as he stood there looking at Master Miejue.

Even his hands hung naturally, with no intention of attacking. He smiled faintly and said, "Master, please."

Before Lin Fan finished speaking, Nun Miejue said no more and thrust out with her sword!