"Senior sister, don't talk nonsense with him ()." Ling Feizi pointed at Lin Zixian with the hilt of his sword, and said indifferently: "Come with us honestly, you can suffer less." ”

The eight people slowly pressed forward, looking like they were ready to do it at any moment.

Lin Zixian glanced around, and the top layer of his feelings was cleared, just to deal with himself.

But he also had a reputation, how could he do that thing that was tied up, and with a 'bang' leg sweep, he kicked over a table, and the table rolled and flew towards the eight.

The golden ring sounded, and the gossip gate Chang Sheng shook out the big knife on his shoulder, and split a light curtain, snapping, and the table was directly split in half ().

And Lin Zixian had already taken the opportunity to run back, like an eagle swooping down, and a claw was inserted into Sikong Suqin's shoulder, ready to grab a hostage in his hand first, otherwise a pair of nine would be too much of a loss.

Sikong Suqin arced with both palms, held the five claws that came from the shot, and turned the sharp into a soft finger, and pushed the other party away.

Lin Zixian turned over in the air with his strength and kicked Sikong Suqin's full chest, and Sikong Suqin's long skirt fluttered, floating backwards like a colorful phoenix, dodging a blow.

The eight people also rushed over together, and a black and oily whip swept in with a 'woo'.

Lin Zi jumped away from the table with his idle feet, and the table was torn apart by the whip on the spot.

Almost at the same time, Lin Zixian, who was in the air, was already with both hands, and two cow hair needles 'hissed' out, attacking the eight people who rushed at the same time, extremely accurate.

The disciples of the Eight Great Sects were taken aback, and quickly waved the guy in their hands to avoid it.

The Emei faction didn't use weapons, a pair of big sleeves rolled up quickly, and instantly put away all the hidden weapons that were shot.

This is exactly the stunt of their Emei faction. Cloud sleeve work, also known as iron sleeve work. Because the Emei faction is good at using hidden weapons, it also has a set to deal with hidden weapons.

She also has a famous pair of big sleeves, and the fabric is inlaid with dense metal wires, which can not only collect hidden weapons, but also hurt the enemy. Not to mention people.

With a shake of her sleeves, more than a dozen hidden weapons had fallen neatly in her palm, and her internal and external skills were exquisite, as strong as a knife, and lingering like silk. The perfect combination of rigidity and softness.

Although the Emei faction is not as famous as Shaolin and Wudang, but in fact, the Emei faction is the longest inheritance of the Chinese sect, as early as the pre-Qin period by the world's first master of the 'white ape patriarch' Situ Xuankong founded, at that time Shaolin and Wudang did not know where they were, even like the Qingcheng faction of many sects, were later bred from the Emei faction, can be said to be the most authentic Chinese martial arts undoubted ().

The inheritance has never been broken, and later it is a double cultivation of Buddhism and Taoism. There were two amazing top masters, Baiyun Zen Master and Baimei Daoren, who were undoubtedly the number one masters in the world at that time, and Shaolin and Wudang had to stand aside.

Wen Ya, who had mastered more than a dozen cow hair needles, flashed fierceness in his eyes, clenched his fists, and shouted: "Fairy scattered flowers!" Where did you learn it? ”

She immediately recognized Lin Zixian's secret weapon technique, which was the long-lost top secret weapon technique of their Emei faction, which was discovered by a junior sister of their Emei faction more than ten years ago in a certain ancestral practice site in Mount Emei. At the same time, there was also a '**Heart Sutra', which is also a long-lost practice in Emei.

It was with these two exercises that the little junior sister came out on top in a competition with her peers, because she was still young, she was inevitably complacent, but her master saw it and forced her to ask about her origin.

At that time, the Emei faction asked the little junior sister to hand over the two sets of exercises, but the little junior sister said that the seniors had a legacy training. It has to be tested, otherwise the law will not be passed lightly, she swore by kowtowing her hair in front of the remains of her predecessors.

What are you kidding, whether there is a legacy of the predecessors or not, but a hairy girl has to test the high-level of Epaimei. Naturally, he angered the high-level Emei faction, and as a result, the little junior sister was forced to escape from the Emei faction at night. This is something that the top and bottom did not expect, a hairy girl has such great courage. Later, Emei sent people to search everywhere, but no trace of her was found.

I thought that this matter would be over, but who wanted to ask Ya to see the secret weapon technique of the fairy scattering flowers here again, how could he not be shocked.

With a flick of his palm, more than a dozen cow hair needles sneered and shot back.

The jumping forest flipped over a table on tiptoe, and with a click, all the cow hair needles shot under the table.

Lin Zixian shot at Sikong Suqin again, this woman dared to trick herself into a trap, he made up his mind not to let her go ().

Sikong Suqin also kicked over a table to block him, as long as he bought a little time, as soon as the disciples of the eight sects formed a circle, he was not afraid that he would be able to threaten him.

Who knew that Lin Zi was extremely fierce, 'bang' sawdust flew all over the table, and the five claws pierced directly through the tabletop, grabbing her skirt and pulling it violently.

Sikong Suqin was taken aback, she was wearing a dress, and if he really dragged the skirt away, she had to become a bikini girl who only wore underwear, and her face would be lost.

It must be known that the conservative widow is more honorable, and her hands immediately tugged at her skirt. 'Hiss', as soon as the two sides exerted their strength, a skirt could not be carried, and it was torn from the middle on the spot. Sikong Suqin exclaimed, and found that the long skirt had become a miniskirt, and the two **s were exposed to the air.

Lin Zixian, who was across the table, didn't see the situation on the other side clearly, but he was already a very fast reaction with five claws turning into palms, and slapped out with one palm, and 'bang' directly hit Sikong Suqin, who was covering the broken skirt with both hands.

A slap hit her full chest, which was not a normal position.

'Poof' Sikong Suqin choked out a mouthful of blood, and was shocked to retreat seven or eight steps in a row, which can be said to be a loss of color, and his face instantly turned pale, and finally experienced the domineering of the White Lotus Sect's 'Incense Palm'.

Across the table, although Lin Zixian didn't see where the palm hit, he probably felt it, it was called an elastic one, and he couldn't help but sweat a little in his heart.

Others saw the position where he hit with a palm from the side, tore off someone's skirt, and hit someone's place again, which is simply the way of a gangster.

"Brute!" Ling Feizi shouted angrily, feeling that the Wudang faction had been slapped in the face severely, and the daughter of the head of the house was actually treated lightly under his nose.

Stepping on the table and chair, he performed the light skill of 'eight steps to catch the cicada', and sent a sword light flying by.

When carrying out this mission, Wudang gave him an explanation, since that person can injure Lingliangzi, although Lingliangzi is the first to underestimate the enemy, but he must have some ability, let him pay attention to cooperate with people from other sects, don't be too reckless ().

In fact, it also means telling him to judge the situation and not be strong.

However, Wudang has this thought, and other sects have this kind of thought, and they all explain it openly or secretly in private, so that the disciples of the sect are careful.

But seeing the daughter of the head of the family being humiliated, he couldn't care about anything, and stepped forward angrily.

Lin Zixian grabbed the hole in the middle of the table, turned around and twisted his waist, and threw out quickly.

With a 'whew', the table spun rapidly and cut towards the flying Lingfeizi. However, a table obviously couldn't stop him, and the sword flashed, as easily as a knife cutting a watermelon, and a table broke in half and flew away.

Lin Zixian, who followed the table, and inserted two fingers into the seams, taking advantage of the moment when Lingfeizi slashed the table, and hit Lingfeizi's wrist holding the sword with two fingers.

See 'Ling Yan Incense Stick' again!

'Hmm' Ling Feizi snorted, and there was a sharp pain in his wrist that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and his hand was empty, and he found that the sword had been taken away by Lin Zixian.

I saw Lin Zixian holding his sword out and plunging it straight into his chest and heart, while the others were still in the air, with nowhere to borrow strength, and the posture of rushing forward was the same as sending his flesh and blood up to Lin Zixian.

Just as he was about to go out and save his life at the cost of abolishing a palm, his ankle suddenly tightened, and a long whip wrapped around his foot, directly dragging him back in the air.

Looking back, at the critical moment, Shi Hong of the Witch Sect threw out a long whip and saved his life.

But Lin Zixian picked up the sword and brought out a string of blood beads, and when he touched it, he still drew a bloody hole on his shoulder.

The other people in front of him had already joined forces to pounce, and it was a bit unrealistic to chase and kill again, Lin Zixian threw the sword in his hand and threw it out, chasing Ling Feizi who was dragged back and shooting, and wanted to take his life ().

The Emei faction's big sleeves rolled up like a cloud, and with a wave of the projected sword, it flew away.

Ling Feizi, who landed on the ground, caught the sword that flew over, and flashed to Sikong Suqin, who was covering his chest against the glass wall, and said quickly: "Senior sister, how are you?" ”

I can't help but be in a hurry, Lingliangzi has been beaten like that by that domineering palm strength, if Sikong Suqin has three long and two short, how can he go back and deal with the head master?

Sikong Suqin covered his numb and hot chest, stared at Lin Zixian with shame and annoyance, bit his bloody red lips and shook his head, and said, "It's not a big deal, I can suppress it." ”

She didn't lie, Lin Zixian's hasty palm power couldn't seriously injure her, she was not an ordinary person, after all, she still had a body of internal strength to resist. If Lin Zi had been prepared and had a slight gap to brew six palms in one, she might not have such a good thing.

Despite this, the hot and hot palm of the incense fire collided on her chest, which also made her ashamed, as if Lin Zixian's palm was still attached to her chest, lingering strangely for a long time.

Hearing her say this, Ling Feizi breathed a sigh of relief, and if he could suppress it, it showed that he could slowly dissolve that domineering palm power with his own cultivation, and it was indeed not a big problem.

The fight was extremely fast, and after being dragged by Ling Feizi like this, the remaining seven people had already surrounded Lin Zixian.

Rom and Qiao Yun, who were eating, drinking and chatting downstairs, looked at each other from time to time, and looked upstairs from time to time, and the table tennis upstairs didn't know what was going on.

After a while, Johnny knocked on the door and said to Rohm with a solemn face, "Caesar is fighting with a group of people up there. ”