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Chapter 120 A Born Villain

Light and darkness, the huge face finally turned into a round of silver sun, the smoke and dust all over the sky have dissipated... The emotions of shock, awe and fear linger in the hearts of people all over the world for a long time.

The stronger the heart, the easier it is to wake up from this kind of picture.

On Mount Emei, the figures of the two elders Xuanming slowly stood up, no longer staring at the sky, but looking at Zhou Zhiruo and Emei disciples standing in the distance.

They looked at each other and saw their doubts.

"Do you want to continue the mission?"

This is a very serious problem. No matter how shocking the change in the sky, if it cannot be changed to the mortal country, then everything has nothing to do with them.

When the miracles are gone, His Majesty the Emperor will still rule the world.

The Deer Sticker tightly held the wooden stick in his hand, and looked at the little girl in front of him. She also had a shock on her face, but there was no panic, and even a hint of pride could be seen faintly.

He didn't know why the other party had such a strange expression change.

Zhou Zhiruo felt that she should be proud, because she witnessed the defeat of that huge face with her own eyes, and collapsed under the power of the group leader.

It was a very strange feeling.

It's as if in my sect, there appeared a strong man standing at the pinnacle of the world, and he did something against the sky under the eyes of everyone; although he was just acting as a spectator, he was also proud of the other party's glory and proud.

"Believe it or not, one day, I will stand in that position?"

Zhou Zhiruo pointed to the distant sky, and asked the Emei fellow below.

In the dead silence, a disciple of Emei raised his head in horror, looked at his fellow disciples who were kneeling beside him, and then glanced at Zhou Zhiruo who was standing like a pine tree, he couldn't help but feel a little blushing.

It's not ashamed, no one would feel ashamed of kneeling under such might, they just find it a bit difficult to accept.

They have practiced for many years, and they think they are strong-willed, but under the awe of the current mutation of the sky, all of them start to panic.

But only the little girl who was the last to enter the gate still maintained her dignity, stood upright in the strong wind, and uttered a very powerful word to her fellow disciples.

This sense of gap made them feel a little uncomfortable.

You are just a rookie disciple, why can't you kneel?Why do you dare not kneel?

But at this moment, they found that they didn't even have the courage to ask the little girl this sentence.

This is the most painful thing.

The sky above has stabilized, but people's hearts are still shaking.

The Emei disciples gradually came to their senses, and their gazes towards the Mongolian soldiers gradually became complicated, first with vigilance and disgust, then with anger and hatred.

They will never forget that just a moment ago, Luzhangke and Hebiweng wanted to destroy Emei.

If it hadn't been for Zhou Zhiruo's sudden appearance, which shocked the scene, I am afraid that there would have been a bloody storm on Mount Emei at this time.

Miejue Shitai held the divine sword and stood up slowly. Although she really didn't want to admit that Zhou Zhiruo had turned the situation around, she didn't have time to dwell on such things.

Following Miejue Shitai's stern shout, countless sharp swords came out of their sheaths with a clear trembling sound, reflecting the icy cold light under the light of the sky.

"Disciple of Emei, raise your sword to meet the enemy!"

There was a piercing sound of breaking wind, and Lu Zhang Ke and He Bi Weng quickly moved back.

Both the Emei disciples and Miejue Shitai knew very well that the second master Xuanming was an extremely powerful existence, and if he wanted to annihilate each other in the mountain gate, he would have to pay a very heavy price.

More than half of the entire Emei will be killed or injured, or even die together.

But even so, they still have to do it.

If the other party is allowed to leave, then from now on, Emei will no longer have face and majesty.

Miejue Shitai is a person who values ​​face more than life.

Luzhangke gritted his teeth, looked at the Emei disciples who were coming to kill him, the inner strength of the sleeves in his palms was beating, and the icy chill surged up from his body; The palm wind whistled.

If you retreat, you will not respect the emperor's order, and you will definitely die!
Fight hard, maybe there is still life!

"The emperor has an order to kill Zhou Zhiruo and destroy Mount Emei!"

There was a roar, and under the coercion of the imperial power, the soldiers temporarily suppressed the fear in their hearts, and rushed forward with ferocious faces.

Zhou Zhiruo also started to move. Although she didn't have a sword in her hand and couldn't obey Miejue Shitai's order "Emei disciples, raise your sword to meet the enemy", the thing in her hand was more ferocious than any magic weapon.

Enough to decide the outcome of a war.

She raised the Gatling in her hand, and quietly pulled the wrench.

"Da da da……"

The muffled sound of gunfire, which seemed very inconsistent in this era, sounded.

A large number of soldiers rushed up, their bodies burst into blood mist, and they couldn't even let out a last wail, and their bodies were torn apart.

The dense rain of bullets covered the area where the Mongolian soldiers were staying. The deer stick guest and the crane pen Weng seemed to be in a deep hell. Countless hot bullets flew past their bodies, or sneaked into the rocks, but flew to unknown distance.

But most of them hit the bodies of their own subordinates.

Emei, since ancient times, has been the spiritual mountain of good fortune and beauty, with emerald clouds and garlands, and daisy makeup.

It's like a fairyland.

But today, the fairyland has disappeared, replaced by a bloody hell.

Miejue Shitai didn't even have a chance to make a move, holding Yitian in his hand, his body was a little stiff.

She squinted slightly, thinking of many things.

Zhou Zhiruo... this scoundrel.

If she used this kind of power to deal with herself, would she be able to handle it?
The answer is no.

I will die, but will die miserably.

The gun barrel became hot, and Zhou Zhiruo felt the temperature emanating from the front of the heavy machine start to rise, knowing that this was a sign that the barrel had reached its limit.

So she stopped.

Under her feet, brass-colored bullet casings had piled up like a mountain, and a hundred meters ahead, countless limbs were broken, dripping with blood.

There are no enemies that can stand.

Even the elder Xuanming had his palms cracked and his whole body was covered in blood, looking miserable.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo who was standing alone on the bluestone, and the terrifying weapon in her hand, they suddenly had the urge to cry.

Yitian Sword?Dragon Saber?

It's all bullshit!
This thing is the supreme artifact in the world!

The Xuanming God's palm power of decades of internal strength is vulnerable to this thing!
The scene in front of her made Miejue Shitai silently swallow a mouthful of saliva. Behind her, all the Emei disciples were pale and retched, and some even fainted on the spot.

People in the rivers and lakes, even if they fight to the death, have never seen such a tragic scene.

And Zhou Zhiruo, who created all this, looked at the sea of ​​blood quietly. The first time she killed an enemy, she created a terrifying hell, but she didn't feel fear or lose her mind like ordinary people, and she needed to vomit three times. A genius can accept the truth.

She just felt a little sick, that's all.

The scarlet liquid flowed down the cracks on the ground of the Martial Arts Field, which was extremely terrifying.

But she thought that it might take a long time to clean up the place.

Recalling that Xu Yin revealed to her that in the future, because of the death of her master, her personality would change drastically, and she would become ruthless and murderous.

But looking at the scene in front of her, she suddenly felt that her change might not have much to do with Master's life or death.

"Maybe my body is born with the villain's blood flowing, it's really abnormal..."

(End of this chapter)