The strongest master in history

Chapter 189 Don't kill me, I choose righteousness to kill relatives

Jue Wushen died, a very tragic death, a very unexpected death, but it was not wronged at all.

"Palace Master!" The warriors of Wushenjue Palace knelt on the ground and wept bitterly.

Jue Xin kicked towards a warrior, and cursed: "Your mother's lord, I want to be called Supreme."

"Your father is dead, so it's none of your business? Why are you dragging? I really think I'm afraid of you? I'm quitting." He patted his chest, and said to the people in the square below with a righteous face: "Everyone listen carefully, I am a good man from the Central Plains. This is an opportunity to eradicate Jue Wushen, a scum of the martial arts world." After finishing speaking, he quickly winked at several brothers around him.

"Juexin, your father is dead, and you are also finished."

Thus, more than a dozen swords were placed on Jue Xin's neck.

"We are also in Cao Ying, Xin Zai Han, everyone, let's make room." Another group of warriors who wanted to separate themselves from Wushen Jue Palace rushed over, and then drew their swords and put them on Jue Xin's neck.

Juexin was heartbroken: "You shameless things, who is that!" He pointed to a warrior: "Muggle Taro, even you want to betray Wushen Juegong?"

"You're mistaken, I'm not Muggle Taro, I'm Wu Dalang! I'm in Cao Ying and my heart is in Han!" said the warrior in half-baked Chinese.

Jue Xin: "I'm an idiot."

"Oh, I have endured the humiliation for so long, and I finally have to let it go today."

Almost all the people from the Central Plains who took refuge in Wushen Jue Palace turned their backs, and some warriors from Wushen Jue Palace from Japan also pretended to be people from the Central Plains...

"Juexin, I will send you to hell right now."

Hearing this, Jue Xin's back was soaked in cold sweat in an instant: "Everyone, discuss things carefully, don't be impulsive. In fact, you and I are in the same path, and we have long wanted to kill relatives righteously. Jue Wushen is simply a beast. In fact, I Not his son, my biological father is Uncle Miyamoto who lived next door when I was young." Just now he scolded others for betraying Wushenjuegong, but now...

A group of godless palace warriors all cast contemptuous glances.

Jue Xin lowered her head in shame.

Lin Yuanjian pushed away Juewushen's body, and looked at the messy scene on the high platform, feeling both ridiculous and realistic.

The so-called tree falls and the monkeys scatter, once Jue Wushen dies, the entire Wushen Jue Palace collapses, and even his son wants to be wise and save his life.

"The people in Wushenjuegong are just a group of guys who follow the wind." Wuming shook his head helplessly.

"Oh, this is Brother Lin, right? What a good martial artist. He killed Jue Wushen with one punch. This feat is enough to shock the martial arts world, and his reputation will last forever."

"Brother Lin, seeing that you are so young and promising, you must be unmarried, right? I still have a pair of twin daughters waiting in my boudoir. They are gentle and virtuous, beautiful as heavenly, and understanding. Why don't you marry me to Brother Lin!"

"Master, accept me as an apprentice. I have hundreds of millions of dollars and nothing but a lot of money. I will honor you as much as you want."

The martial arts figures in the square surrounded Lin Yuanjian and flattered him in a hurry, without hesitation in all kinds of praise and bragging, and their saliva almost shot people's faces.

Lin Yuanjian felt a little overwhelmed: "Don't be like this, I'm afraid..."

Wuming flicked his sleeves and let out a long sigh: "Oh, a bunch of sycophants."

Someone suddenly said loudly: "Those Dongying guys seem to be fleeing, brothers, go ahead and kill them all, to show the prestige of our martial arts in the Central Plains."

The heroes responded one by one: "Want to run? No way! Come on, brothers!"

Thousands of martial arts people rushed towards the warriors in Wushenjue Palace like a pack of wolves.

"My own people, my own people." Many ghost Rakshasa warriors in Wushenjuegong took off their masks and clothes in fright, and ran down the mountain in a pair of pants: "Don't chase me, don't chase me, I am in Cao Ying Chinese……"

"Who is your own person? Let me die!"

The only thing waiting for those godless Juegong warriors was the icy long sword across their throats.

Although the martial arts people who came to Tianshan Mountain today do not have an advantage in number, they are much less than the warriors of Wushen Jue Palace, but when the momentum is at a high level, they can naturally kill the warriors of Wushen Jue Palace Abandoning armor, fleeing in despair.

Lin Yuanjian wiped off the blood on his hands, and carefully protected Xiao Zhao in the chaos.

Wuming didn't make a move, nor did he stop him, allowing those martial artists to drive out the remaining people in Wushenjue Palace.

They came from Japan and killed many Central Plains people, and now their retribution has come, and they died just to pay off their debts.

Juexin was slashed dozens of times, and he lay motionless in a pool of blood, probably dead.

This one-sided pursuit lasted for nearly an hour before it ended. The heroes returned with their injuries, but they were all very excited. This battle really made people proud.

But there are still a lot of fish that slip through the net, but it doesn't hurt, they can't make a fortune.

"Brother Lin, today our Central Plains Wulin has won a great victory, you have contributed a lot. It is said that a group of dragons cannot be without a leader. Everyone admires your ability and magnanimity. Why don't you become the leader of the Wulin?" The well-known old man in Jianghu said with a smile, his words also represent the thoughts of most people.

"No, I'm not interested." Lin Yuanjian refused straight away. What's the point of being the leader of the martial arts alliance?Really boring!

Refused?Everyone really did not expect that this is the leader of the martial arts alliance.

"Brother Lin, you are expected to be the leader of the martial arts alliance..."

"Don't refuse, how disappointed everyone will be."

"Brother Lin, it's rare that everyone supports you. Why don't you come here instead of letting some ambitious people take this position?" Even Wuming persuaded him.

"I don't want to do it." Lin Yuanjian replied concisely.

"Farewell, farewell." Lin Yuanjian felt very boring, and now he wanted to go back quickly and take Xiongba as his disciple.

As for the martial arts leader, isn't Xiong Ba more experienced?After he finished recuperating, he would naturally make a comeback.

"Hey, Brother Lin, don't rush to leave."

Regardless of the shouting and persuasion behind him, Lin Yuanjian flew away holding Xiao Zhao in his arms.

"Ah, the foreign enemy is dead, and internal troubles are resurfacing. I'm afraid this river and lake will not be peaceful again." Wuming stared blankly at the blue sky.

At the foot of the Tianshan Mountains.

The two were hurrying on the road, and the direction was the main altar of the Tianxiahui.

"Junior Brother Feng, we will be here soon. With our current martial arts and the help of peerless sword and Xueyin Kuangdao, I believe we can defeat Jue Wushen and eliminate a great harm for the common people in the world." The handsome young man with instant noodles said, this person is not crying.

The other white-robed young man is of course Nie Feng, the God of Wind. He is expressionless, his eyeballs are frighteningly red, and his brain seems to be not very bright. It seems that being possessed by demons has somewhat affected his sanity. .