Now everyone knows why Nanguo Temple is so aggressive this time, and the abbot came to worship the elders and the four great King Kongs, and people are showing off their strength.

But...... Did the bald donkey's hair fall out with IQ at Nankokuji Temple? Nanguo Temple is the first here, that's because other sects don't have so many masters, in terms of the strength of the sect, the Lin family can destroy Nanguo Temple a few times casually, what's crazy?

But whether the Lin family can destroy the Nanguo Temple is a later story, at least for now, the Nanguo Temple and Lin Zifang, Jiang Shuiyue are opposite, and the Nanguo Temple is not falling behind at all.

The scene fell into a tense confrontation, on one side was the angry Lin Zifang Jiang Shuiyue and Zhang Mo, on the other side was the calm and relaxed Jiang Fan, the quiet Qian Tingyi, and the silent monks of Nanguo Temple.

"What if they do do it?" Qian Tingyi showed her usual calmness at this time, since Jiang Fan decided to resist hard, then she was not afraid of anything, but she still knew the strength of both sides in her heart.

If it really starts, the four great King Kongs are enough to reach a prefecture-level, but the three peaks of the Xuan-level Fa Xuanfa and the Fa Good are not enough to see in front of the ground-level martial artists.

The second floor of his own prefecture level, and the first floor of Jiang Fan's ground level, are a joke in front of Lin Zifang, the middle of the prefecture level, and they can be destroyed in a few moves at most.

"If you do it, you save your life first, and I'll solve the forest house first."

Qian Tingyi didn't speak again, she didn't know where Jiang Fan's confidence came from, but no matter what, by this time, there was no way out.

Qian Tingyi didn't know that after that battle with Fa Shan, she had added her strength two more times, and now in terms of pure magic power, she was already in the middle of the prefecture level. The flying sword is a great threat to Lin Zifang, and the physical power is equivalent to the third layer of the ground level, with the blessing of the right wine, he can completely fight with Lin Zifang, and he will have an advantage in a short time.

It's just that if you fight with Lin Zifang, it is estimated that the cost will be very large, and your yang energy and health value can't support it, and you need to constantly replenish your hatred value, which is really a bit unworthy.

Jiang Fan is waiting for Lin Zifang's attitude, he will fight if he wants to. If you don't hit yourself, you're not in a hurry.

"Little bald donkey. What are you talking about bullying, I'm afraid you are bullying others, right? Abbot Fashan, do you think that now that your strength surpasses ours, you can be unscrupulous? I'm telling you. Once the fight starts. People from other sects would only side with Elder Lin. Who is right and who is wrong, everyone can see clearly. ”

Zhang Mo said who was right and who was wrong, but it was just to find a reason for the leaders of other sects to oppose Nanguo Temple. In fact, in such a confrontation, these people must be on the side of Lin Zifang, and the strength of the Lin family is there.

It's just that when this sentence came out, Zhang Mo was already a little jealous, the strength of the four King Kongs is still very famous in Shennongjia, and Nanguo Temple is now equivalent to a mid-level prefecture, one on the first floor, one on the second floor, and one on the third floor.

A fight of this scale, it will be an earth-shattering fight in the ancient martial arts world, for decades, there has never been such a collective battle as a ground-level martial artist, he is only a ground-level third-layer, Fa Shan is really in the middle of the prefecture-level, in case he doesn't care about Lin Zifang to kill himself first, then he has no power to resist.

In the battle of high-level martial artists, the most injured are actually low-level martial artists, especially every time the ground level is promoted, there is a huge gap between the strength of the previous level, and the fight in the middle of the ground level is full of ants in the early stage of the ground level.

In this case, even if the leaders of other sects will stand on Lin Zifang's side, I am afraid they will not exert their full strength, you must know that a prefecture-level martial artist is extremely important to a sect, and no sect wants to see its own prefecture-level martial artist die in a duel between the mid-level martial artists of another sect.

As for these leaders themselves, who no longer wants to advance to cultivation, prolong their lifespan, and impact the heavenly level, they don't want to die.

This is also the reason why for so many years, there has been no large-scale battle between ground-level martial artists, unless there is a heavy treasure of heaven and earth, or an ancient martial arts inheritance, there is no reason for a ground-level martial artist to fight to the death.

Like Nanguo Temple, for the sake of a low-level sect disciple, three prefecture-level masters went out together without saying a word, it was simply an incredible thing, and no one believed it.

In the final analysis, the main victory or defeat after the fight is only Fashan and Lin Zifang, Lin Zifang is weak and defeated, and no matter how many people on his side are, it is useless, Zhang Mo is afraid.

"Oh, is it? In this case, you can ask them to go together, our Nanguo Temple is not afraid of anyone, it's a big deal to break the net. Jiang Fan said with a smile, his words were to warn the leaders of other sects.

Jiang Fan didn't know much about the rules of the ancient martial arts world, but he still knew the basic rules of life, so he didn't believe that the leaders of other sects would desperately help Lin Zifang, at most, because of the Lin family's forces.

Seeing that Zhang Mo and the others in Lin Zifang really didn't speak, Jiang Fan continued: "Elder Zhang of the Snow Mountain Sect, are you still qualified to bully people here?" When you were in the main hall, everyone knew what you were doing in the Snow Mountain. ”

"You ......" Zhang Mo was furious, and his old face turned red.

"One thing is one thing, this little monk of your Nanguo Temple relied on Xuan-level cultivation to kill my Lin family's Huang-level disciple, everyone saw it, isn't this relying on cultivation to be high, what is it?

Monk Jingse, when he was in the main hall, Elder Ben announced the order of the competition, and the Snow Mountain Sect Zheng Qiu violated this order, and threatened you last night, I have already ordered the execution, and Elder Zhang Mo of the Snow Mountain Sect has also agreed.

Now that this little monk of your Nanguo Temple is not only a threat, but he really killed someone, Zheng Qiu was executed, I'm afraid he should be Ling Chi, right?

I don't have such a cruel method as Ling Chi in my ancient martial arts world, as long as you Nanguo Temple executes this monk on the spot, for the sake of the smooth progress of Dabi, I will no longer pursue it. ”

After such a long time, Lin Zifang had already seen that Fashan didn't seem to be in charge of things at all, and Jiang Fan had the final say in everything, so he didn't care about Fashan and spoke directly to Jiang Fan.

If it weren't for Fa Shan's promotion to the middle of the prefecture level, Lin Zifang would not have bothered to talk so much nonsense, and would have destroyed all the Nanguo Temples a long time ago, and Lin Zifang didn't want to risk fighting Fa Shan.

It stands to reason that Lin Zifang has been promoted to the middle of the prefecture level for a long time, and the precipitation is much more than that of Fashan, who has just been promoted, and the winning side is greater, but the key is that Lin Zifang does not dare to bet on the losing side at all, if he loses, but he will die, Lin Zifang can't help but be afraid.

Of course, this does not mean that Lin Zifang will let go of Nanguo Temple, now the Lin family and Nanguo Temple have a life-and-death enmity, and after the big competition, it is strange that the Lin family will not destroy Nanguo Temple.

As soon as Lin Zifang's voice fell, the surroundings immediately whispered, especially the Snow Mountain Sect, who knew that Zheng Qiu was going to be executed, and immediately became agitated after being shocked, all demanded that Qian Tingyi be executed.

Other sects also think it is reasonable, Zheng Qiu's threat to kill people has not been killed, but Qian Tingyi directly killed the Huang-level disciple with Xuan-level cultivation, this nature is not at the same level at all, Zheng Qiu is executed, of course Qian Tingyi should also be executed.

The children of the surrounding sects are all pointing and whispering, and the spearheads are aimed at Qian Tingyi, in fact, what they are thinking about is more, execute Qian Tingyi, and the two sides will fight.

If the two prefecture-level masters fought, they would not be spared, and they were more concerned about the big competition once a year.

"Is it worth killing someone? It depends on who kills, right? If it is a great traitor and a great evildoer, and he is innocent of death, what is the fault of my generation of warriors to eliminate violence and peace? ”

Qian Tingyi was frowning, and looked at him in surprise when she heard Jiang Fan's words, of course Qian Tingyi didn't believe that Jiang Fan would hand him over, then he wouldn't be Jiang Fan.

But this matter is indeed her own fault, she only knew the result of Jiang Fan fighting for Zheng Qiu everywhere in the main hall, Qian Tingyi didn't know where Jiang Fan got the ability to fight for this result in front of Lin Zifang.

But with Zheng Qiu's example in the past, he killed Lin Xiaofan for no reason, and the execution seemed more reasonable.

"A great traitor? My two Lin family disciples are selling medicinal herbs here, they can buy them if they want to, and they don't force them if they don't want to buy them, how did they become big traitors?

Those two women have no evidence, they want to blackmail my Lin family's children, my Lin family's children don't obey, your Nanguo Temple monks will do something to my Lin family's children, are you all the warriors blind and their hearts are burned, and you can't tell who is the big traitor or the worst?

Let me tell you, just calculate that you have advanced to the middle of the prefecture level, and if you don't have a word today, then I will play with you in Lin Zifang. ”

Lin Zifang's arm was raised, and a Xueliang long sword made a roar in the air, revealing a murderous aura, if Nanguo Temple didn't even deal with a little monk, and wanted to resist to a low level, then no matter how jealous he was, he would have to take action.

At this time, including Lin Zifang, most of the seniors who came out of the main hall had already heard what had happened, although they felt that the Qinghuazhu suddenly lost its aura, but the two women could not prove that it was the hands and feet of the Lin family's disciples, and they could not even prove that the Qinghuazhu still had the value of aura before it was handed over to Lin Xiaomo.

The reason is obviously on the side of the Lin family, if the Nanguo Temple is still dead like this, it is purely because there are three prefecture-level martial artists, and they are rampant and domineering here.

"It seems that Lin Zilao and Elder Zhang of the Snow Mountain Sect both have a good pair of teeth, the black ones are said to be white, the white ones are said to be black, and Zhang Mo said that he was bullying people as Nanguo Temple.

Now your Lin family has done a black heart that has lost all conscience, ruined other people's Qinghuazhu, and what are the disciples of Jingshuimen blackmailing your Lin family's children, a little Jingshuimen actually blackmailed your Lin family, it is a big joke in the world. ”

"What do you want to say? Qinghuazhu who ruined the disciples of Jingshuimen? Monk Jingse, if you can't produce evidence, you must bear the consequences for your words and deeds. Lin Zifang said sharply.

"That's right, I just took a look at the Qinghua Pearl, all the martial artists present can testify, I returned the Qinghua Pearl to the disciples of Jingshuimen, why did you wronged me?" Lin Xiaomo, who was entangled in the silver electric whip and gold chain, turned around and said loudly.

"I believe in the words of the monk Jingse of Nanguo Temple, if it is not true, I am willing to bear the responsibility with my disciples."

At this time, the elder of Jingshuimen, who had not expressed his position, but was just whispering to Zhang Xueting, the big-breasted senior sister, stood up. (To be continued......)