Seeing this, Lingzhu Mingxia couldn't help but be stunned.
It wasn't until Zhou Zhiruo and the others left that the two women came back to their senses.
"Senior Sister Zhou, it seems... has become different."
"yes!!!"
"Who was the man next to Senior Sister Zhou just now? Why does he look so familiar?"
"Huh? I feel the same way."
The two women frowned and thought for a while.
The next moment, the two women suddenly widened their eyes and looked at each other, both seeing the horror in each other's eyes.
"Then that is...the demon...the demon sect...the leader??"
Lin Fan accompanied Zhou Zhiruo directly to Mount Emei and arrived at the Emei Sect.
Not long after, they came to a martial arts arena.
At this time, many disciples are practicing martial arts here.
The arrival of Zhou Zhiruo and the others immediately shocked them.
"Zhiruo?"
"Junior sister Zhiruo."
"Sister Zhou."
In an instant, many Emei disciples ran over in surprise.
"Sister, where have you been during this time?"
"Yes, junior sister, are you okay?"
Listening to the concerns of all the fellow apprentices, Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said, "Thank you all for your concern, all apprentices and sisters. Nothing is wrong with Zhiruo."
Lin Fan and Xiao Zhao were ignored by them for a moment.
But at this moment, a loud shout rang out: "What are you doing? How can you be so noisy?"
brush! ! !
All the Emei disciples surrounding Zhou Zhiruo suddenly turned pale, like frightened rabbits, and hurriedly moved aside.
Directly expose Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo also raised his head and looked at the visitor.
Ding Minjun!
Lin Fan looked at Ding Minjun.
He is tall, has slightly high cheekbones on his face, a slightly big mouth, and his skin color is yellowish, not fair enough.
Although it cannot be said to be ugly, it cannot be said to be beautiful either.
"Senior Sister Ding."
When Zhou Zhiruo saw Ding Minjun, she calmed down and said hello in a calm tone.
"Zhou Zhiruo."
When Ding Minjun saw Zhou Zhiruo, his expression suddenly changed.
Li shouted: "How dare you come back."
"Why not?"
Zhou Zhiruo's tone was calm: "Before his death, the master passed down the position of master to me and asked me to bring glory to Emei. If Zhiruo dares not forget it, he will naturally come back."
"shut up."
Ding Minjun shouted: "You have been expelled from Emei by this leader a long time ago. You are no longer my disciple of Emei. How dare you come back?"
"Okay, in that case, you can't blame me for not remembering old feelings, Zhou Zhiruo, you brought all this on yourself."
Say it.
He attacked Zhou Zhiruo brazenly.
Ding Minjun holds a sword.
He attacked Zhou Zhiruo directly and showed no mercy.
The Emei disciples on the side let out bursts of exclamations.
Although, when Ding Minjun forced Zhou Zhiruo that day, they did not stand up for Zhou Zhiruo.
That's because Ding Minjun used the excuse that Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji knew each other.
Then, he used sect rules to oppress Zhou Zhiruo, and Zhou Zhiruo has always been weak-tempered.
Only then did Ding Minjun succeed.
but.
Zhou Zhiruo is definitely more popular than Ding Minjun in the hearts of the Emei disciples.
now.
Seeing Ding Minjun doing such a cruel trick, everyone was immediately worried.
When Zhou Zhiruo saw Ding Minjun like this, a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.
Soon, it became firm again.
Clang! ! !
The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed through it.
clang! ! !
With a soft sound, the long sword in Ding Minjun's hand was directly broken.
Ding Minjun's eyes flashed with horror.
Seeing the cold light slashing towards his neck.
She didn't have time to think too much, and she quickly leaned back.
brush! ! !
The sword energy passed by, and immediately, Ding Minjun's hairpin was shattered.
His black hair was scattered and he was very embarrassed.
Kick, kick, kick!
Ding Minjun took more than ten steps back before he could stop.
The look on his face was one of shock.
"Eternal Sword!"
Ding Minjun gritted his teeth and looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
so close!
Almost!
He was almost separated from his body and head!
Zhou Zhiruo, this bitch, is so ruthless!
The Emei disciples around were also in an uproar.
Immediately a flash of excitement flashed through.
This Yitian Sword was left at Guangmingding by the leader of the Demon Cult.
Unexpectedly, Senior Sister Zhou could actually get it back.
"You're so good, Zhou Zhiruo, but you still say that you have nothing to do with the Demon Cult?"
Ding Minjun's face was ashen and he shouted: "This Yitian Sword was taken by Lin Fan, the leader of the Demon Cult, how come it is in your hands?"
"Junior sisters, you have all seen that Zhou Zhiruo has colluded with the Demon Cult and will inevitably die. Her master has passed away. Today, it is up to us to clean up the house for her."
Ding Minjun is also smart.
She knew that she could never defeat Zhou Zhiruo who was holding the Yitian Sword.
So I used this to coerce the sisters in the sect.
No matter how strong Zhou Zhiruo is, can he still be stronger than the entire Emei?
After Ding Minjun finished speaking, the expressions of all the Emei disciples changed.
She looked at Zhou Zhiruo, full of doubt.
"Zhiruo, have you really colluded with the Demon Sect?" Master Jingxuan couldn't help but frown and asked.
"I......"
Zhou Zhiruo opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.
Deny it, that's impossible.
She wouldn't do it either.
If he admits it, looking at the appearance of these fellow apprentices, they might take action against him.
For a time, Zhou Zhiruo was in a dilemma.
Ding Minjun looked on and sneered: "Sisters, what are you waiting for? Quickly capture Zhou Zhiruo."
Ding Minjun acted as the head of the sect during this period, and punished the disciples if he did not do so.
Everyone was afraid of her.
Hear her drink loudly.
Immediately, one by one took out the swords in their hands and looked at Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo was very sad when she saw her fellow apprentices pointing their swords at herself.
His eyes turned red.
Lin Fan couldn't stand it anymore.
This girl Zhou Zhiruo is still too kind.
"enough!"
An angry shout resounded through the top of Mount Emei.
Like thunder exploding.
It makes people's hearts tremble and make them shudder.
The ghost wind roars!
A type of sound wave skill recorded in the Nine Yin Manual.
Its power is no less than the roar of a Shaolin lion.
Wow! ! !
All the Emei disciples were shocked by Lin Fan's sudden voice.
Suddenly, everyone's faces turned pale.
Those with low cultivation levels even dropped the swords in their hands to the ground.
And Ding Minjun was targeted by Lin Fan.
Bearing the brunt of the attack, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew backwards.
"puff!"
Blood spurted out from his mouth.
"who?"
All the disciples in Emei were shocked.
next moment.
Then he saw Lin Fan walking out from the side.
And after seeing Lin Fan's appearance.
In an instant, many Emei disciples turned pale and trembled all over.
"Devil...Demon...The leader of the Demon Cult..."
I don't know who shouted.
Suddenly.
The entire martial arts arena was as silent as a graveyard at midnight, and you could hear a needle drop.
"Brother Lin."
Zhou Zhiruo looked at Lin Fan, tears falling from her eyes no longer.
Lin Fan felt distressed and sighed: "Zhiruo, you are still too soft-hearted."
Immediately, he looked at the Emei disciples.
All the Emei disciples were frightened by Lin Fan's gaze, and all of them were as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak out.
Who in the entire world is not afraid of Lin Fan's power?
"Master Jue, you really taught a group of good disciples!" Lin Fan snorted coldly.
