Li Zhige stood up from his seat, and the entire venue immediately became noisy.
Xie Xun killed innocent people indiscriminately in his early years and caused a bloody storm in the world, with too many enemies to count.
Especially some Jianghu people who have a grudge against Xie Xun. Their martial arts are not high and they are no match for Xie Xun, let alone Zhang Wuji. Seeing the Divine Fist Li Zhige walking out to settle old grievances with Xie Xun, they were all filled with righteous indignation and shouted for Master Li to kill Xie Xun.
Li Zhige's current status in the world has a tendency to overtake Master Zhang. After all, Zhang Zhenren is already over a hundred years old. Who knows how long Zhang Zhenren can live?
The Divine Fist Li Zhige was only in his early thirties and in his prime.
Compared to the anger of Xie Xun's enemies, Zhang Wuji's face was pale, and a large amount of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
Looking at the tall and high-spirited man in green shirt, Zhao Min's expression became solemn, and he asked Zhang Wuji in a low voice, "Are you sure you can beat him?"
Zhang Wuji shook his head, "I'm not even sure."
Yang Xiao, Yin Tianzheng and other senior Mingjiao officials remained silent.
They have a say in how strong Divine Fist Li Zhige is. The martial arts demonstrated by the divine fist Li Zhige on Guangmingding three years ago have already been beyond their reach.
Three years later, the divine fist Li Zhige is estimated to have become a god.
If there is anyone in the world who can fight against the divine fist Li Zhige, it must be Master Zhang from Wudang Mountain.
Even though their sect leader Wuji had practiced the Great Shift of the Universe to an extremely advanced level, Yang Xiao and others still had no confidence in their sect leader.
After all, that divine fist Li Zhige also practiced the Great Shift of the Universe.
Li Zhige stood up from his seat and walked out step by step to defeat the three senior monks in Shaolin.
These three old monks have profound skills and have practiced Ku Zen together. They are a trinity and have an incomparable tacit understanding.
However, in Li Zhige's view today, although the three of them, Duanhe, Dujie, and Duanyan, are strong, they are only as strong as they can be.
Under everyone's gaze, before Li Zhige could take a few steps, Zhou Zhiruo stood up from his seat and flew in front of Li Zhige.
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo blocking the road, Li Zhige frowned slightly.
Around the venue, the heroes were whispering.
"Why did Master Zhou stop Master Li?"
"Now that Master Zhou's martial arts have made great progress, do you think Master Zhou wants to seek revenge from Master Li?"
"It should be!"
"Back then, Clan Leader Li shot Master Jiejie to death and spared the lives of all the Emei disciples. If Zhou Zhiruo doesn't want to be grateful, will he seek revenge from Clan Master Li?"
"That's not what they said. Master's revenge must be avenged. It is understandable that Master Zhou wants to seek revenge from Master Li. But can Master Zhou beat Master Li?"
"I don't know. But the current leader Zhou is also a master. If she is not sure, she will not stand up to stop the leader Li."
"lie!"
"Just watch quietly. You'll be able to tell right away which one of them is stronger and which one is weaker."
Li Zhige didn't pay attention to the whispers from the crowd.
Li Zhige didn't care much about Zhou Zhiruo either.
So what if you practice the Nine Yin Manual?
It doesn’t mean that you will be powerful if you practice magical skills.
Some people, no matter how powerful the magical skills are given to them, they will not be able to achieve anything famous.
Although Zhou Zhiruo is not weak in talent and understanding, she does not have the true temperament of a strong person.
Looking at Zhou Zhiruo, Li Zhige asked calmly, "You want to seek revenge from me now?"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were cold as she stared at the man in front of her. She would never forget the scene on top of Emei Jinding.
There was a layer of haze in the cold eyes. Even after practicing the Nine Yin Manual and the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Zhou Zhiruo still didn't have the slightest confidence in her heart when facing this man with a calm expression.
Only Li Zhige, the first master of the divine fist, can feel the terror of this man for the first time.
There was no unnecessary expression on his face, his aura was restrained, and his eyes were like an abyss that could not see the bottom.
But Zhou Zhiruo couldn't wait any longer!
She knew that if she didn't take action this time, she would never have the courage to meet this man for the first time in her life.
Looking at Li Zhige, Zhou Zhiruo said bitterly, "Li Zhige, don't you think it's too cruel for you to kill my master and take her head? Over the past few years, I have been awakened by nightmares every night."
"If I don't kill you, I will be haunted by nightmares."
"Li Zhige, either I will kill you today, or you will kill me."
As he spoke, Zhou Zhiruo stretched out his hands. On the slender fingertips, the black nails grew crazily. They grew to one foot in the blink of an eye. Just looking at them was terrifying.
Everyone looked at Zhou Zhiruo's crazily growing nails and held their breath in concentration.
Li Zhige glanced at Zhou Zhiruo's terrifying nails and said calmly, "Miss Zhou, you were kind-hearted and asked Changfeng Escort Bureau to send the bodies of my master, senior sister and others back to the Divine Fist Sect. This kindness was expressed by Li Zhige." Remember. It’s natural for Li to kill him. It’s natural for you to kill Li.”
"Miss Zhou, if you must seek revenge on Li, even if Li gives you three moves, it will be considered as your kindness. After three moves, don't blame Li for being ungrateful."
After Li Zhige finished speaking, he put his hands behind his back and waited for Zhou Zhiruo to take action.
To be honest, with Li Zhige's martial arts skills today, Zhou Zhiruo is no different from a child in front of him.
When Zhou Zhiruo was about to take action, Lin Yunxiao flew forward and stood between Li Zhige and Zhou Zhiruo. He said to Li Zhige, "Master, how about letting the disciples learn Master Zhou's clever tricks?"
Li Zhige glanced at Zhou Zhiruo, then at Lin Yunxiao, nodded calmly, "Yes."
Not long after Zhou Zhiruo, who practiced the Nine Yin Manual, broke through to the innate realm. Lin Yunxiao has opened up the twelve main meridians and the eight extraordinary meridians, and is still one step away from breaking through to the innate realm.
In terms of skill, the difference between the two is a bit big, but not so big that they can crush each other.
From the perspective of martial arts training, the improved Divine Fist may not be weaker than the Nine Yin Manual.
Li Zhige wanted to see how this great disciple performed, to see if he could defeat the strong with the weak, and defeat powerful enemies in the Xiantian realm with his Heavenly realm skills.
In front of her, Zhou Zhiruo's pretty face was twisted, her eyes flashed with madness, and her voice was hoarse and sharp as she said, "Li Zhige, do you dare to insult me?"
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill your disciple?"
Li Zhige sat back, raised his eyelids, and replied calmly, "Miss Zhou, you can't kill him."
Lin Yunxiao had a solemn expression. He lifted up his clothes, put on a fist, and said to Zhou Zhiruo, "Master Zhou, please!"
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were crazy and her face was twisted. She flew out and waved out the afterimage with both hands. The sharp Nine Yin White Bone Claws struck Lin Yunxiao's throat.
Lin Yunxiao remained calm in the face of danger. He lowered his back and stood upright, like a mountain.
drink!
"Punch with one hand and shake Kunlun!"
Lin Yunxiao shouted softly, raised his hand, and punched.
The fist was wrapped in a layer of purple light, and the punch brought up a strong wind, hitting Zhou Zhiruo's claw heart.
The two fists and claws struck each other, and Lin Yunxiao took a few steps back.
Zhou Zhiruo's eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes, her figure was like a ghost pulling out an afterimage, her claws carried gusts of wind, and when the wind roared, it was like a ghost crying.
In an instant, the temperature on the high platform dropped sharply, and everyone seemed to be in hell.
Facing the ghostly Zhou Zhiruo, Lin Yunxiao was not afraid. He stepped on the mysterious fist steps and made waves when he punched.
With fists stacked on top of each other, Lin Yunxiao seemed to have turned into a surging river.
He wants to wash away the Yinfeng Hell with great momentum.
Woohoo!
Wow!
The fierce wind howled, and the waves surged.
The two figures collided one after another, making people dizzy.
Around the venue, the heroes had solemn expressions. They stared at the two figures on the high platform without blinking. For a while, there were all the sounds of gulping and swallowing.
Master Kongzhi, Song Yuanqiao, He Taichong, Xian Yutong and others stood up from their seats at some point and watched Lin Yunxiao and Zhou Zhiruo fight. Their eyes widened with disbelief on their faces.
It doesn't matter that Zhou Zhiruo's martial arts has soared. After all, he is the leader of a sect.
But this disciple of Divine Fist Li Zhige is not yet twenty years old!
Outside the crowd, Zhao Min blinked and asked Zhang Wuji, "What kind of martial arts does Zhou Zhiruo practice? Why haven't I seen it or even heard of it?"
"This is definitely not the martial arts of the Emei sect!"
Zhang Wuji shook his head slightly. He didn't know why. Since returning from Ice and Fire Island, Zhiruo's skill began to increase rapidly.
With Zhou Zhiruo's current martial arts, even he couldn't ignore it.
What shocked Zhang Wuji even more was Lin Yunxiao.
He never thought that the young man he met at Shen Fist Sect three years ago had already reached such a powerful martial arts level that he could be considered a top master in the martial arts world.
