The corners of Pi Zhan's mouth twitched slightly, and his heart was even more depressed, who was he? He is the senior brother in the Nangong family sect, shouldn't all the disciples know him? Why is there a new disciple who is so arrogant today, he doesn't even know his name, and he dares to let his beef noodles take laxatives, it's really upside down.

Lin Tian's words directly aroused the anger in Pi Zhan's heart, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person rushed towards Lin Tian, shaking his hands was a series of punches.

With this shot, Pi Zhan suddenly felt that the depression in his heart had been removed a lot, and it seemed that beating and abusing people was the best way to vent his sulkness.

The two inner disciples also laughed proudly, the ability of the senior brother is one of the best in the sect, this Lin Tian is going to be a complete tragedy, as long as Lin Tian is tragic, the scumbag qi they received before will also be completely eliminated.

On the opposite side of the crazy offensive of the skin battle, Lin Tian had already taken precautions, took a step back, and then pulled out the blunt sword and stood in front of him, and the blunt sword under the control of Shen Nian instantly turned into a giant sword that was more than the door panel.

Bang bang bang

A series of fist attacks on the giant sword, making a firecracker-like sound, and Pi Zhan roared even more, and the true qi of his whole body was condensed on the fist, with his cultivation, just an iron sword, he could completely smash it with his fist.

But under a round of crazy attacks, Lin Tian's giant sword did not lose a bit, but instead appeared one purple-red bruise after another on his fist.

"This" Pi Zhan was stunned, how could this be? Isn't this sword an ordinary iron sword? But Lin Tian was just an outer disciple, how could he have any powerful giant sword?

But it doesn't matter what he thinks. He never smashed Lin Tian's giant sword.

"Senior brother's fist is really powerful, don't want to beat my giant sword." Lin Tian said with a smile.

His blunt sword was forged from soft black iron. This soft black iron is a material that is several times harder than dark iron, how could it be smashed by a fist? This skin battle is really brainless.

It turns out. Pi Zhan was really a brainless, because another round of more ferocious attacks had already been sent towards Lin Tian.

The attack was not only fierce and intensive, but also fatal, but the target of the attack was not Lin Tian, but the blunt sword that Lin Tian was blocking in front of him.

Pi Zhan just recognized this death, it was just an ordinary giant sword, and his powerful cultivation was like a sharp spear, which was enough to pierce Lin Tian's huge sword and shield.

This is the glory of being a master, and he can't let other disciples look down on him.

The two inner disciples were immediately shocked. It was the first time they had seen the senior brother look so furious, and the moment the senior brother launched the attack, they didn't even see his appearance clearly from beginning to end, they only vaguely saw the slightly blurred figure of the skin war, and the sound of thumping.

Lin Tian held the giant sword in front of his chest, his body was insignificant, but the blunt sword was subjected to such a dense attack, and the blunt sword would naturally not be damaged, but Lin Tian still received a huge impact. The feet unconsciously fell backwards.

Although Pi Zhan has no brains, this strength is still there.

After the blow for a long time, Pi Zhan's body and even his soul carried a feeling of pain, and he was even more angry in his heart. Why is this broken sword so hard? How can you keep smashing?

It's impossible, how can it be smashed constantly?

Pi Zhan didn't think much about it, and brought up his true anger again. With a long and mournful roar, it swept into the air. It was at the moment he got up. The arms spread out like a great peng spreading its wings, and then countless fist shadows blasted towards Lin Tian's blunt sword.

This can make Lin Tian look elated. He shouted loudly: "Senior brother is really capable, keep going, my sword will soon be broken by you." ”

Pi Zhan's face turned red with anger, he heard that Lin Tian was ridiculing him, and the anger in his heart suddenly soared, but the whole person fell from mid-air like a deflated balloon.

He really couldn't beat the sword in Lin Tian's hand.

Pi Zhan exhaled a long breath, then stood up from the ground, looked at his red and swollen fist, rolled his eyes depressedly, and asked, "Boy, what kind of material is your sword made of?" Why is it so hard? ”

Lin Tian manipulated the Dull Jun Sword with his divine thoughts, and the Dull Jun Sword immediately regained its original appearance, and then put it away before he said: "Senior Brother is really smart, this sword is called the Dull Jun Sword, and it is a superb artifact made of soft black iron by the old man of Tiangong. ”

"Old man Tiangong?" Pi Zhan's eyes widened in surprise, and he asked again incredulously, "Do you know the old man of Tiangong?" ”

"Yes, I have something to do with that old fellow, and he gave me this blunt sword." Lin Tian said with a smile.

Pi Zhan's heart suddenly regretted it, and he was also scolding himself for being a fool, who is the old man Tiangong? He is a well-known divine craftsman in the cultivation realm, there is a saying that 'made by heaven must be a high-quality product', and this blunt sword is naturally no exception, how can it be broken with a fist?

However, Pi Zhan had some suspicions, how could such a new outer disciple be related to the old man of Tiangong? It felt like Lin Tian was lying.

Now it's true and false, and the skin war can't be distinguished.

However, Pi Zhan is not afraid of the old man, after all, he is just an old man who can only make strange things.

But now that his fist has been injured, if he continues to entangle with Lin Tian, I am afraid that it will not be good for him, so it is better to go back and deal with the wound first.

"Lin Tian, today I have a relationship with your Liangzi....... but you remember for me that as long as I fight in this sect for a day, you will not have good fruit to eat." Pi Zhan said coldly with a fierce look in his eyes.

Lin Tian smiled slightly, but didn't say anything, he didn't take the leather battle in his eyes, he was just a clown who flaunted his power everywhere because he was a senior brother.

"We'll see." Pi Zhan shouted coldly at Lin Tian again, and then turned around to leave.

But when they turned around to leave, a woman in white appeared in front of him, and the three of them were immediately taken down, but they reacted instantly.

The three of them knelt on the ground in unison and shouted, "Disciple to meet the acting head." ”

Although the three of them were very polite, Nangong Lengshuang was very unhappy, and shouted angrily: "How many times have you said it?" Don't call me the acting head, call me the second miss. ”

For the word agent, Nangong Lengshuang is very disgusted, the head is the head, why bring an agent? It's better to call her the second lady to come. (To be continued......)