Martial arts start from Lu Ding Ji

Qin Fan smiled lightly and patted her head:

"Fool, let's go. Since you call me big brother, big brother will naturally decide for you in this matter."

This slightly intimate action made Zhou Zhiruo's delicate cheeks slightly flushed.

However, there was no resistance.

Qin Fan took Zhou Zhiruo and Xiao Zhao in a carriage all the way to Emei.

When he was bored on the road, Qin Fan asked Xiao Zhao to translate the martial arts in the Holy Fire Order for him.

Naturally, she didn't hide it from Zhou Zhiruo.

However, seeing Zhou Zhiruo's interested appearance, Qin Fan couldn't help but seriously warned: "Zhiruo, the Nine Yin Manual is extensive and profound, enough for you to study for a long time, so don't be too ambitious. The martial arts in the Holy Fire Order are nothing at all. Righteous way, before your Nine Yin Manual has not been completed, don't practice indiscriminately."

Seeing Qin Fan caring about her so much, Zhou Zhiruo felt warm in her heart.

"Don't worry, Brother Qin, I don't know how to practice, the Nine Yin Manual is enough."

What she said was also true.

I want to master the content of the Nine Yin Manual.

That's not something that can be done in a day or two.

Qin Fan nodded: "That's good."

a few days later.

The three of Qin Fan came to the boundary of Emei.

For some reason, Zhou Zhiruo suddenly became nervous.

Holding the Yitian Sword tightly in his hand, his knuckles were slightly white.

She grew up in Emei since she was a child, and she was protected by Miejue Shitai, and her sisters did not dare to bully her.

And she, with a naturally weak temperament, never competed with the teachers and sisters for anything.

Otherwise, Ding Minjun would not have taken the position.

Zhou Zhiruo couldn't help but get nervous when she came here this time to regain the position of head.

"Zhiruo, you can rest assured that Brother Qin is here."

"That's right, sister Zhiruo, the head of the sect belongs to you. You came here this time to take back your own things."

"Xiao Zhao is right."

"Right!"

Xiao Zhao blinked her big eyes and looked at Zhou Zhiruo.

Zhou Zhiruo showed a smile: "Sister Xiao Zhao is right, why should I be nervous when I take back what belongs to me? If so, how will I lead the Emei Sect in the future?"

Having said this, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes flashed determination.

Then, holding the sword, he walked directly towards the Emei faction.

Seeing this, Qin Fan nodded secretly.

When he came to the gate of the mountain, he saw two Emei disciples guarding the gate.

"Lingzhu, Mingxia."

Zhou Zhiruo's tone was a little excited when she saw her fellow disciples.

"Senior Sister Zhou?"

Lingzhu and Mingxia couldn't help being surprised when they saw Zhou Zhiruo.

but.

The next moment, the expressions of the two changed suddenly.

An anxious tone said: "Senior Sister Zhou, why are you back? Go, go. If the head knows you're back, he won't let you go."

"Don't worry, she can't do anything to me."

"I came today to take back what originally belonged to me."

After Zhou Zhiruo finished speaking, she raised her head and looked forward, with an inexplicable aura exuding from her body.

Seeing this, Lingzhu Mingxia couldn't help being stunned.

It wasn't until Zhou Zhiruo and the others left that the two girls came back to their senses.

"Senior Sister Zhou, it seems...it has become different."

"Yes!"

"Who is that 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, seeing the horror in each other's eyes.

"That, that is, demon, the leader of the Demon Cult!"

Accompanied by Zhou Zhiruo, Qin Fan went directly to Mount Emei and came to the Emei Sect.

Not long after, they came to a martial arts arena.

At this time, many disciples were practicing martial arts here.

The arrival of Zhou Zhiruo and the other three shocked them immediately.

"Zhi Ruo?"

"Junior Sister Zhiruo."

"Senior Sister Zhou."

In an instant, many Emei disciples ran over in great surprise.

"Sister, where have you been all this time?"

"Yes, junior sister, are you alright?"

Hearing the concerns of all the teachers and sisters, Zhou Zhiruo smiled and said: "Thank you all the teachers and sisters for your concern, Zhiruo is fine."

For a while, Qin Fan and Xiao Zhao were ignored by them.

But at this moment, a loud shout sounded: "What are you doing, making a lot of noise, what's the matter?"

brush!

All the Emei disciples surrounding Zhou Zhiruo suddenly turned pale, like frightened rabbits, and hurriedly dodged to the side.

Expose Zhou Zhiruo directly.

And Zhou Zhiruo also looked up at the person coming.

Ding Minjun!

Qin Fan looked at Ding Minjun.

Tall, with slightly high cheekbones, a slightly larger mouth, and a yellowish complexion, not fair enough.

It's not ugly, but it's not beautiful either.

"Senior Sister Ding."

When Zhou Zhiruo saw Ding Minjun, she calmed down and greeted Ding Minjun in a calm tone.

"Zhou Zhiruo."

When Ding Minjun saw Zhou Zhiruo, his expression changed immediately.

Li shouted: "You still dare to come back."

"Why not?"

"Before the master died, he passed on the position of head to me, and let me make Emei famous. If Zhiruo dare not forget it for a day, she will naturally come back."

"shut up."

"You have already been kicked out of Emei by my head, and you are no longer my Emei disciple. How dare you come back?"

"Okay, since that's the case, don't blame me for not thinking about the past, Zhou Zhiruo, you asked for all of this."

After speaking, he shot at Zhou Zhiruo.

Ding Minjun holds a sword.

He slashed at Zhou Zhiruo directly, without mercy.

All the disciples of Emei beside them exclaimed in surprise.

Although, when Ding Minjun persecuted Zhou Zhiruo that day, they did not stand up for Zhou Zhiruo.

That's because Ding Minjun took Zhou Zhiruo and Zhang Wuji's acquaintance as an excuse.

Then, Zhou Zhiruo was oppressed by the door rules, and Zhou Zhiruo had always been weak.

This allowed Ding Minjun to succeed.

but.

In the hearts of all Emei disciples, Zhou Zhiruo is definitely more popular than Ding Minjun.

now.

Seeing Ding Minjun do such a tricky thing, everyone was worried.

When Zhou Zhiruo saw Ding Minjun like this, a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.

Then it became firm again.

Clang!

The long sword in his hand was unsheathed, and a cold light flashed.

clang!

With a soft sound, the long sword in Ding Minjun's hand was directly broken.

Ding Minjun's eyes flashed with astonishment.

Seeing the cold light cutting towards his neck.

Before she had time to think, she quickly leaned back.

brush!

The sword qi crossed, and Ding Minjun's hairpin was smashed immediately.

A head of black hair scattered, very embarrassed.

Ding Ding Deng!

Ding Minjun retreated more than ten steps in a row before finally stopping.

A face, still in shock.

"Yi Tian Sword!"