This is the second time Lin Fan has heard someone mention the Duan family's one yang finger in Dali, his martial arts are indeed the Duan family's one yang finger, but it has a woolen relationship with this hidden family?

Therefore, this made Lin Fan couldn't help but feel a little interested, so he asked Yan Wuhuan: "What is the hidden family, you can make it clear." ”

"You don't know?" Yan Wuhuan looked at him with a strange expression.

"I know I still need to ask you?" Lin Fan said unhappily.

Chu Fei on the side said at this time: "If you want to know about the Hidden Family, I will tell you later, and now I will solve this guy first." ”

The reason why Chu Fei left Yan Wuhuan until now was to give Lin Fan a chance to grow, otherwise he would have been able to solve Yan Wuhuan at the beginning, and now that the goal has been achieved, there is no need to talk nonsense with this guy anymore.

"You want to kill me! Dream!" Hearing Chu Fei's words, Yan Wuhuan laughed, not afraid at all.

This made Lin Fan frown, and he didn't understand why Yan Wuhuan could still laugh at this moment, but he didn't think about it, just as he wanted to send the sword forward, he suddenly felt dizzy, his body was weak, and he fell to the ground, and the sword fell to the ground unsteadily, and at the same time, everyone in the eight major factions also fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength.

"What's going on?"

"What happened?"

"Why don't I have any energy in my body?"

Among the eight major factions, you say a word, and I say a word.

Hearing these words, Yan Wuhuan laughed again: "You have all been hit by my cartilage, and you can't move for twenty-four hours." ”

"Despicable!" Lin Xiao, the head of the Emei faction, scolded.

Yan Wuhuan doesn't care at all, the so-called success or defeat doesn't care what method is used.

"You seem to be happy too early, and your laughter is really ugly!" Yan Wuhuan hadn't been happy for too long, but Chu Fei interrupted his laughter.

Yan Wuhuan's laughter suddenly froze on his face, and only then did he look at it, and found that Chu Fei was still standing there with nothing at all, which made him shocked.

"How is this possible, why are you fine?" Yan Wuhuan said in horror, he found that Chu Fei was a completely incomprehensible existence.

"It's almost as good as you to break the poison and feed it to mice, tell me, how did you poison it?" Chu Fei said disdainfully, and then looked at Yan Wuhuan with a forced expression.

"Be careful!" At this moment, Lin Fan shouted at Chu Fei to remind.

Chu Fei heard the sound of wind coming from behind him, turned around and saw a disciple of the Huashan Sect stabbing at him with a sword, Chu Fei frowned, his index finger flicked straight, and the long sword was directly shattered, and then Chu Fei pointed at his acupoint, making him unable to move.

When the eight major factions saw this scene, they all looked at the suspicious look on the face of the head of the Huashan faction, and the head of the Huashan faction changed his face and said: "This is none of my business, I have never let him do this." ”

The head of Huashan is very depressed, since Shi Qingyun's incident happened ten years ago, the prestige of the Huashan faction can be said to have plummeted, if they make another moth, it is estimated that their Huashan faction will be removed from the eight major factions.

Just when he was worried about this, Chu Fei finally helped him say a fair word.

"He didn't do it, and if I'm not mistaken, he must have been controlled by someone. As soon as Chu Fei saw this person's dull eyes, he knew that it was not his voluntary behavior.

The head of the Huashan faction immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly everyone's eyes looked at Yan Wuhuan again, it was rumored that the Shura Sect knew some evil arts, and it was really true.

"You have controlled this person since the beginning of the day, I think, the poison should have been caused by him!" Chu Fei seemed to see through everything, and said to himself, completely ignoring Yan Wuhuan's increasingly blue face.

"Yan Wuhuan, for the sake of Shuramen and I still have some origins, I will leave you a whole corpse, do you want to kill yourself, or let me do it myself?"

Back then, his father's sworn brother Wang Feng single-handedly founded the killer organization Shuramen in order to fight against the Dragon Guard, since the death of his third uncle, Shuramen has been out of control and began to do evil, Chu Fei has long wanted to eradicate them, but unfortunately he has not been able to find their hiding place.

Today, on the one hand, it is to protect the Wudang Sect, and on the other hand, it is to eradicate the Shura Sect with his own hands.

"I'm fighting with you!" Yan Wuhuan knew that he would definitely die at this moment, so he picked up the scimitar on the ground and rushed towards Lin Fan.

"Look for death!" Chu Fei snorted coldly, and a flying sword suddenly flew out of his dantian, with an extremely fast speed, directly penetrating Yan Wuhuan's body.

Yan Wuhuan's body froze, his eyes widened, and then he fell directly backwards.

When the disciples of the Shura Sect saw that their master was killed, they began to flee one after another, and Chu Fei didn't care about them, so far the Shura Sect was completely destroyed.

When the matter was over, Chu Fei took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, opened the cork and put it in front of Lin Fan's nose and said, "Smell it with your nose!"

Lin Fan immediately sniffed when he heard this, only to feel a strange smell pouring into his nose, and couldn't help frowning, but the strange thing was that he quickly felt that his body had regained its strength.

Lin Fan moved his hands and feet and stood up, and the eight major factions all showed surprise when they saw this, not knowing what Chu Fei smelled for Lin Fan, so they suddenly got better.

Lin Fan didn't want to explain, so he said directly to Lin Fan: "You put the bottle on the tip of the nose of the Eight Great Sects and smell it, and they will be fine soon." With that, Chu Fei handed the small porcelain vase into Lin Fan's hand.

Although he was also a little reluctant, Lin Fan still did as Chu Fei instructed, and after a while, many disciples of the Eight Great Sects stood up as if they were fine, with a look of surprise on their faces.

When Lin Fan came to Lu Yunxian, he didn't know if it was out of tease or revenge, Lin Fan directly bypassed her and detoxified the other disciples of the Cold Moon Palace first, but she was the only one who was left behind.

Seeing this, Lu Yunxian didn't have to think about it to know that Lin Fan was deliberately taking revenge on her because of the incident the day before yesterday, and a pair of beautiful eyes couldn't help but stare at Lin Fan fiercely, as if they were about to burst into flames.

The corners of Lin Fan's mouth curled, squatted beside her, and whispered in her ear: "If you want me to detoxify you, call me three good brothers to listen!"

Lu Yunxian only felt that his ears were itchy, but he didn't have any strength to avoid it, his face couldn't help but turn red, and his silver teeth clenched: "Don't you think about it! I won't scream if I die!"

"Then it can't be helped. ”

Lin Fan pretended to want to stand up, originally prepared to force Lu Yunxian to let go, but he didn't expect this Lu Yunxian to be really stubborn, and he didn't let go.

Seeing that there were more and more eyes like this, Lin Fan had no choice but to squat down again and put the porcelain bottle on the tip of Lu Yunxian's nose, he didn't want to be pointed at to see the excitement.

After a big battle, the eight major factions were already exhausted, so they decided to rest at the main altar of the Shura Gate for one night before leaving, and Lin Fan held the principle that if there are good things and not take possession of them, he began to wantonly search for useful good things in the Shura Gate, but unfortunately in the end he just found a Ziwei soft sword that suited him.