I'm just a big Luo Jinxian

Except for Lin Fei and Wu Moling, no one could have imagined this result.

Bai lost the battle, and it was a crushing defeat.

He used Bai Pojun's famous stunt "Bai Lie Quan Feng Fang", but was almost killed on the spot by Wu Moling's punch.

And Wu Moling was not feeling well either. There was a fatal feeling of weakness and weakness all over his body. His right arm seemed to be shattered by the bones, and the bones of his fingers were dislocated on the spot.

With such a powerful power, her body can't bear it.

Ji Yaoguang sensed something was wrong, and hurriedly stepped forward to support her crumbling body: "Mo Ling, are you alright?"

Wu Moling squeezed out a weak smile and said with a pale expression, "It's alright, it's just that I lost my strength."

After saying this, she looked at Bai Zhan worriedly, feeling guilty for a while.

Won't kill him?

Wu Moling didn't plan to use a true martial arts ultimate strike, but the momentum of Bailie Fist and Fangya was too oppressive, which made her feel the threat of death.If she didn't use a true martial arts ultimate strike, she doubted that she would really be killed!

Bai Pojun breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Bai Zhan's life was safe.

Lao Dao suddenly asked with concern: "Is your son okay?"

Bai Pojun nodded slightly and said solemnly: "It shouldn't be a big problem, but I can't say that I have to stay in the hospital bed for a month or two. It may take three months to fully recover."

Having said this, he immediately looked straight at Wu Moling.

Being stared at by a master master, not to mention that he had just injured his son, Wu Moling couldn't help but feel guilty for a while.

When Bai Pojun saw this scene, he immediately frowned and said, "You don't have to worry, girl, I don't mean to offend Bai Pojun. The duel is based on your own wishes, fists and feet have no eyes, and defeat and injury are just inferior to others."

"only......"

Bai Pojun paused for a while, and then said seriously: "Can you tell me, girl, what was the name of the previous move?"

His voice fell, and everyone looked at Wu Moling in unison.

The previous move had impressed them so deeply that no one could help but be curious.

"True Martial Strike." Wu Moling told the truth.

"Zhenwu Ultimate Strike?!" The old man's face changed, and it really had something to do with Zhenwu Emperor!

When Lin Fei saw his reaction, he knew what he was thinking.

He glanced at Ji Yaoguang subconsciously, and the corners of his mouth twitched indistinctly.

A living immortal emperor-level figure is next to Wu Moling, but he is concerned about the relationship between Wu Moling's tricks and Zhenwu the Great...

The old Taoist hesitated for a while, looking a little embarrassed, and finally asked with a shy face: "I don't know girl, would you like to teach me this trick? To be honest, this trick should be related to the Emperor Zhenwu that I worshipped in Taoism. ..”

Bai Pojun glanced at him with a sneer, and said mercilessly, "Ye Laodao, it is Wudang Mountain, not Qingcheng, that worships Emperor Zhenwu."

Ye Laodao looked a little embarrassed, but in the end he just sighed and was too embarrassed to go on.

He was only fascinated by it for a while, and knew that this kind of magic could not be easily granted to others.

Sure enough, Wu Moling politely refused: "Master has warned me that this trick cannot be taught to others, and I hope the Taoist priest will forgive me."

Ye Laodao nodded understandingly, and said apologetically, "It's the poor way of being abrupt."

On the other hand, Bai Pojun was moved, looked at Wu Moling and asked, "Dare to ask who the master is?"

"It's Lin—" Wu Moling said here, but out of the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Lin Fei frowning slightly.

She immediately changed her tone and said, "It's Master Lin."

The crowd was stunned.

Master Lin?

"In the ancient martial arts world of Xishu, are there any masters with the surname Lin?" Bai Pojun looked at Ye Laodao suspiciously.

After pondering for a while, Ye Laodao said blankly, "I've never heard of this."

And the nightmare in the crowd felt cold sweat oozing from the back.

"The most poisonous woman's heart, Black Rose really wants to kill me! She can teach Wu Moling's master, but she doesn't even mention a word!" Nightmare thought of this, her eyes became slightly cold.

He quickly recovered his emotions and left with everyone.

The decisive battle at the top of Qingcheng finally ended with Wu Moling's victory.

Just a mysterious person, but with endless doubts, it was deeply imprinted in everyone's mind.

Who is this Master Lin?

......

Nightmare gave up the task, like a lazy tourist, sitting on the cable car above Qingcheng Mountain all the way down.

When he was halfway up the mountain, he received a text message from Black Rose: "Is the mission completed?"

Nightmare sneered and said with a sneer: "Dear mentor, are you so impatient to want such an excellent student like me to die?"

Black Rose quickly sent a string of question marks.

Nightmare then replied: "Two grandmaster-level powerhouses watch the battle, I act rashly, even if I have ten lives, I can't survive, right?"

Black Rose sent another message: "I miscalculated, but I really can't control this. If I tell Bai Zhan the truth, you also know his character and will definitely not cooperate with us to complete the assassination mission."

White war?

Nightmare sneered, ignoring the gazes of other tourists in the cable car, and replied directly: "Your little lover is indeed very strong, and he mastered Bai Pojun's ultimate move at such a young age, Bailie Fist and Fang Fang. It's a pity that Wu Moling was killed by Wu Moling. One move defeated."

Black Rose was stunned: "What did you say?!"

Nightmare did not repeat what she said, but instead said tentatively: "Wu Moling used a true martial arts ultimate attack, which is said to be taught to her by a master Lin, do you know anything?"

Black Rose's heart jumped, and she suddenly thought of the mysterious man who threatened him on the phone that day.

Could it be him?

"No, it's impossible." Hei Rose thought firmly, "If Master Lin can teach a master to defeat Bai Zhan, then he is at least a master."

How could the man on the phone with such a young voice be a master?

As far as she knew, the first person to step into the realm of a master should be Bai Pojun.But even with his talent, he struggled for more than ten years in the late conjoined body stage before he was able to achieve the realm of a master at the age of 38.

What's more, how could a strong master in the master realm be willing to be Ji Yaoguang's bodyguard?

Is it possible that it is Wu Moling's classmate or something?

Seeing that Black Rose didn't answer for a long time, Nightmare's eyes suddenly turned cold: There really is something wrong with this woman.

After a while, Hei Rose replied: "The master master surnamed Lin? I've never heard of this, maybe it's not necessarily the masters of the hidden world sect. But what do you mean by telling me this, is it possible that you think Abandon the mission?"

"Nightmare, you know in your heart what it means to give up the next mission."

Let the Dark Night Organization go all out to kill him!

"Oh, it scared me to death, I'm so scared." Nightmare's mouth showed a playful smile, and sent two messages in a row, "Teacher is really forgetful, it seems that you also have a handle in my hands, right?"

Black Rose took a deep breath and felt annoyed in her heart. Why couldn't this nightmare be a little stupid and go directly to execute the mission and die?

"But don't worry, I have my own way of doing this task. How old is this, and you just think about fighting and killing? You have to know how to use your brain." Nightmare seemed to have thought of something interesting, and the corner of her mouth showed a smile of anticipation.

Black Rose's heart moved, and she immediately asked, "What can you do?"

Nightmare didn't say it bluntly, but simply said: "Give me a price increase, and I'll ask for 300 million after it's done."