Tenglong Cliff is a mountain cliff in the south of Juexin Gate, because its shape is like a flying dragon taking off, so it is named Tenglong Cliff.

In the afternoon, the air in the mountains was cool, the sun was gentle, and there were only one hundred and eighty disciples who came, some men and women, Ji Fan swept away, most of the disciples were some of the disciples in the sect whose strength was below the sixth stage of the aura, mediocre, nameless and airless, and the disciples who wore bronze heraldics were a minority.

The three of them randomly found a quiet corner to sit down, Zhang Qing'er's pure appearance attracted most people, and by chance they looked at it hotly, and the corners of the arrogant girl's lips set off a pleasant arc.

After a while, on a high platform made of rocks, came a thin old man, over seventy years old, with a wooden hairpin in his bun, and ordinary clothes.

The old man glanced down a few times, and then began to preach, his words were very slow, but the words were powerful, the content was concise and easy to understand, Ji Fan and Ye Lin looked serious, even Zhang Qing'er, who loved to play around, also held his cheeks with his cheeks and his eyes flashed, although the purpose of the three of them said that the purpose of this trip was to get a bottle of foundation liquid, but this was the minimum respect for the old man who lectured on the scriptures.

About two or three hours later, the lecture ended, and the old man left in a fluttering manner, leaving Ji Fan and the other disciples to savor it, of course, most of the disciples were still full of excitement, because the next thing would be to get to the point.

After a while, a few disciples who looked like scholars came, holding a silver plate to distribute the foundation liquid, Ji Fan became excited, with this bottle of foundation liquid, maybe he could make his cultivation speed a little faster, and as long as he seized every opportunity and persevered in his efforts, his clumsy bird would be able to fly up to that height of 10,000 meters one day!

"What are you doing?!"

"What nonsense, bring the base solution, and get out!"

Just as he was full of fantasies about the future, a sudden commotion at the scene brought him back to his senses.

Looking around, I saw that the scholar who didn't know when to distribute the foundation liquid was followed by the three people, and many disciples were forcibly seized by these three people as soon as they got the foundation liquid, and some people argued, but in exchange for a threat and scolding.

"Who is that man?"

Ji Fan noticed that the young man in the middle, who was not wearing a coat of arms representing strength on his white clothes, was quite proud, looking at everyone with a disdainful look, as if he was very promising, followed by two young men with bronze coats of arms, who seemed to be guards from the standing.

"I don't know. Ye Lin also noticed, frowning and looking at it for a long time, but he didn't recognize who it was.

"No one cares about being so domineering?" Zhang Qing'er clenched her pink fist angrily, feeling that the rules of Xinmen have always been strict, although there were fights in the Seventh Courtyard, but there had never been such a fair and honest forcible seizure.

And the white-clothed young man who snatched the foundation liquid was only one meter away from the scholars, but those scholars turned a blind eye and issued the foundation liquid with a blank face, as if there was something about it... Be accustomed to something.

Soon, the scholar will walk towards Ji Fan and the three. The white-clothed young man also harvested a large amount of foundation liquid, but he was still not satisfied, and walked towards Ji Fan and the three of them after him.

However, those disciples in front of them all chose to compromise with the young man in white, and when they arrived at Ji Fan, they were fiercely resisted by the three of them.

"What do you want to do?!"

As soon as the foundation liquid arrived, the white-clothed young man with two guards stopped them, Ye Lin immediately scolded them, and also protected Ji Fan and Zhang Qing'er behind, this behavior made Ji Fan's heart warm.

"Yo, this is another hard bone, Wang Feng, Wang Cheng. The white-clothed young man didn't even glance at the three of them, and said coldly, and suddenly, the two disciples wearing bronze coats of arms stepped forward, their eyes revealing a fierce light, and the threat was all on the surface.

"Hand over the foundation liquid!" asked Wang Cheng's guard disciple to stretch out his hand.

"Why?!" Zhang Qing'er's crisp voice was filled with anger.

"Yo, it's a little beauty!" Hearing the girl speak, the young man in white finally raised his eyes, and when he saw Zhang Qing'er's beautiful face, he immediately put away his cold posture and turned to a very frivolous expression.

"Oh, so you want to know why, little beauty?"

He took two steps forward, ignoring Ji Fan and Ye Lin, looking Zhang Qing'er up and down, his eyes flashed with a filthy light that should not be there at this age, and suddenly he reached out to provoke her snow-white chin, but fortunately, Ji Fan had been on guard before he got close, and the moment he stretched out his hand, his palm stretched out like lightning, and he firmly grasped it like a vice, Zhang Qing'er reacted, and took a sip to distance himself from it, and those compromised disciples in the distance looked at Ji Fan, and suddenly showed a touch of surprise and awe.

The palm of his hand was grabbed abruptly, and the young man in white was also very unimpressed, he glanced at Ji Fan casually, and said lightly: "This junior brother, do you want to beat me?"

"Little junior brother, let go!" Ye Lin said urgently, this is the Tenglong Cliff, all fighting is prohibited, this behavior has violated the rules of the sect.

"Be bold, let go of my young master!"

The guard boys named Wang Feng and Wang Cheng immediately shouted, but the young master also let the three of them know the extraordinary identity of the young man in white.

When did Juexinmen have a young master?

Is he the son of the suzerain? or what?

The onlookers in the distance heard this loud shout, and they also had doubts in their hearts.

The young man in white waved his hand and stopped him, forbidding Wang Feng and Wang Cheng's next move, looking at him intriguingly and sneering.

Ji Fan looked at Ye Lin's anxious expression and the frightened Zhang Qing'er, hesitated for a moment, and finally let go of his hand.

"Smack!"

But at the moment when he let go, the young man in white slapped Ji Fan in the face suddenly, Ji Fan was caught off guard, his brain was blank for a moment, and then, an irrepressible violence rose from all directions of his body, and his black eyes were filled with anger in an instant!

No matter what his cultivation is or what his qualifications are, from childhood to adulthood, no one will beat him!

"This teenager... I remember it seems to be the ...... of Tianseongin."

"Haven't seen it...... There are also people in Tianqing Yuan who dare to move?

"What is that person's identity so arrogant......

"What is it called, young master..."

This slap was very loud, and it spread far away, and most of the eyes of Tenglong Cliff present were cast over, and some people recognized Ji Fan and the three of them, and immediately pointed and pointed, but the topic was more about discussing the identity of the young man in white.

"Why are you beating someone?" Ye Lin's expression was revealed, and he was immediately furious, in the name of the first court of their Juexin, although they were confronted for various reasons, it was the first time that they had done it directly.

He pulled Ji Fan behind him, Zhang Qing'er stepped forward anxiously, and saw the finger prints gradually appearing on Ji Fan's face, and he was immediately angry and shocked.

"Do you dare to openly defy the rules?"

"Door rules are made for people like you, and they don't be of much use to me. ”

The white-clothed young man said casually, then looked at the girl who was comforting Ji Fan, and said, "Little beauty, don't pay attention to that stupid boy, come and follow me?"

The young man in white had a gentle expression, without the domineering posture just now, but the words he said were even more arrogant.

The guard boy on the side glanced at the three of them meaningfully, whispered in his ear, the white-clothed young man narrowed his eyes, and nodded with a smile: "It turned out to be a person from Tianqing Academy, not bad, Tianqing Academy is full of talents, even female disciples are so smart." ”

And at this moment, Ji Fan, who was immersed in anger, seemed to wake up, and suddenly flashed past Zhang Qing'er and Ye Lin, his five fingers clenched, and he blasted out without any fancy punches, when Ye Lin, Zhang Qing'er and the other party's guards reacted, it was too late for the two sides to be too close, and this punch hit the face of the young man in white, and the young man in white had a nosebleed in the air, and he fell out three or four meters away.

"Ah......h

The two guards on the side, Wang Feng and Wang Cheng, were stunned for a while, never expecting that the young man who had been slapped would suddenly burst out, but the two of them quickly reacted, looking at the young man whose hair was half-covering his eyes, Wang Feng burst out with a sixth-stage fire attribute aura, and snorted coldly: "Look for death!"

After that, Wang Feng hit the ground with his feet and rushed straight towards Ji Fan, Ye Lin and Zhang Qing'er hurriedly blocked it, but they were blocked by Wang Cheng, and at this temporary moment, Wang Feng rushed to Ji Fan's front and punched out casually!

"Senior brother, run!"

Zhang Qing'er shouted anxiously, and Ji Fan, who was immersed in anger, was also stimulated by this fierce fist to wake up. However, it was too late to retreat at this moment, and in a panic, he could only resist with his arms in front of him, and at the same time, the fist with the fire attribute aura also fell in the stunned gaze of the onlookers.

"Tom!"

The sound of fists and flesh intertwining came out, and Ji Fan kicked backwards in embarrassment, and the sleeves of his clothes where he landed his fist were shattered, which showed the strength of this punch.

But on the other hand, Wang Feng, after a punch, he stopped, was a little stunned, touched his palm, and looked at Ji Fan with a strange expression.

"Did you keep your hand?" Seeing that Ji Fan was safe and sound, Wang Cheng's brows furrowed.

"No, this guy's body is a little weird......" Wang Feng looked at Ji Fan and explained in disbelief.

"Little junior brother!"

Ye Lin and the two greeted them, Zhang Qing'er's voice was crying, the mist was already gathering in her eyes, and her weak appearance made the onlookers at the scene feel a faint pain in their hearts, and then they sighed and shook their heads.

Ji Fan felt a burst of heat coming from his arm, but it was not a big deal, he exhaled heavily, and the raging anger burned quickly in his eyes, staring at the person in front of him, the person saw his eyes, his eyelids jumped lightly, but he quickly looked at him with contempt.

"Ah...... Wang Feng, Wang Cheng, kill him for me!"

The young man in white was also helped up by Wang Cheng at this moment, his face was full of colors, and his white clothes were muddy and mixed with blood, very embarrassed. However, he ignored it completely, staring at Ji Fan with resentment and roaring, how could a person like him be humiliated by an ordinary disciple like Ji Fan?

"Stop!"

The two of them obeyed, and they were about to do it without saying a word, Ji Fan looked vigilant, Zhang Qing'er and Ye Lin hurriedly protected him behind him, at this time, he shouted in the distance, only to see a golden rainbow in the sky, and there was suddenly one more person in the field, it was the old man who had left to lecture on the scriptures, and when he saw the old man, the young man named Wang Feng and Wang Cheng gave Ji Fan a 'count of your luck', and his aura retreated.