The trade fair ended, and sixteen disciples of the Wei List were selected, Lin Feijian, Jiang Fan continued to Wei Bang, Qian Tingyi, and Lin Xiao all entered the list of challengers, and Hua Wuxue of the Water Shelter Palace was also on the Wei List list.

Looking at Lin Xiao's eyes at Jiang Fan, he knew what he was going to do, everyone was looking forward to tomorrow's game, if Jiang Fan could still beat Lin Xiao, then Jiang Fan's strength had been out of the imagination of all martial artists.

……

The warriors dispersed and went back to their rooms, and Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi came to the lake.

"Someone is following us." Qian Tingyi frowned.

"Whatever, go down."

Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi entered the water together, and the faint ripples brought up quickly disappeared on the surface of the lake, and not long after going down, a black shadow appeared by the lake and sneered: "Do you think I won't find you if I hide at the bottom of the lake?" ”

The black shadow followed into the lake.

……

Jiang Fan untied the water avoidance formation, and the deep trench dug last night was exposed, and he went down with Qian Tingyi.

"Can you really unlock this formation?" Qian Tingyi asked, in fact, she didn't doubt whether Jiang Fan could break the formation, but she was a little nervous, after all, what the stone tablet said was too bluffing, what a thousand-year catastrophe, eighty-one demons, quite infiltrating.

"There is not much energy left in this formation, and it will definitely be solved, but this is an ancient array after all, if there is a powerful force to rush it, otherwise it will take a long time to unravel."

"Then I'll do it." Qian Tingyi immediately volunteered.

"You're crazy, the strong charge formation will be counterattacked, and you will be affected when the time comes...... Don't worry, the big one is coming. ”

"Hahaha."

Jiang Fan's voice just fell. A string of loud laughter came through the water, and the ventriloquist coupled with the stirring echo in the water made the sound full of terror, and a powerful force pressed over, and Jiang Fan flew to the bottom of the lake.

The two confronted each other at the bottom of the lake, Jiang Fan saw each other's appearance clearly, and smiled: "I thought it was Lin Zifang, but I didn't expect it to be you old dog, you really can't wait." ”

The person in front of him was Ling Wusheng, and Jiang Fan felt that someone was following him before. I thought it was a forest house. From the end of the fair, I knew that many people were worried about themselves, but the only ones who could provoke the Nanguo Temple in the Water Shelter Palace were the Lin family and the Snow Mountain faction.

Lin Zifang hated himself much more than Ling Wusheng. If it weren't for Yue Bule dying. Ling Wusheng didn't have any hatred for himself at all. Because no matter how much he offended him, he felt that he would definitely be able to kill himself, who would have hatred for a dying person?

But Jiang Fan also figured it out. As the representative of the first major faction in Shennongjia, Lin Zifang still has many scruples about doing things, and he can't leave food for other sects, so he plans to kill himself first.

And for the Lin family, it is not the best time to turn the other cheek with Fashan at this time, at this time one-on-one, Lin Zifang may not necessarily take advantage, and when the big ratio is over, the Lin family has more mid-level, and it will not be easy to win the Nanguo Temple at that time?

Therefore, Lin Zifang would not trouble Jiang Fan at this time, leaving food and insurance.

But Ling Wusheng didn't have these two concerns at all, the First Snow Mountain Sect was just an ordinary sect, and he didn't need to care so much, and the Second Snow Mountain Sect only had Ling Wusheng a mid-level level, even if he came out of the Water Shelter Palace, there wouldn't be much of a good chance.

On the contrary, I saw Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi, two people, who had no law and goodness together, and ran to this lake alone, which was a good opportunity.

"Little bald donkey, you killed my disciple, relying on the protection of the old bald donkey who has Fashan, and wantonly oppressed my Snow Mountain Sect, are you good to bully me when I am the Snow Mountain Sect? The old man is going to let you know the fate of offending my Snow Mountain Sect today. ”

Ling silently stretched out his hand, and a blue internal qi mass gathered in his palm and grew bigger and bigger, the surrounding water waves vibrate, and the calm lake surface brought ripples, becoming more and more intense, and a powerful internal qi enveloped the entire lake.

"It's better to say than to sing, don't you just want my baggage?"

Jiang Fan took out his cloth bag, this is the direct reason why Ling Wusheng roared and chased after him, otherwise with the cultivation of Fa Shan, Ling Wusheng would have to take care of it, anyway, even if Jiang Fan can win Lin Xiao in the competition tomorrow, he will not be able to win Lin Feijian, he will definitely die, not this cloth bag, Ling Wusheng has no reason to chase after him immediately.

"So what? Do you still dare not to give? ”

Ling Wusheng stopped talking nonsense, and waved his palm at Jiang Fan, the palm wind was like a giant dragon out of the water, bringing up dense blisters, mixed with huge energy surging towards Jiang Fan, and Jiang Fan, who was pouring wine into his mouth, retreated.

Qian Tingyi, who was coming out of the hole to help Jiang Fan, was directly swept away by the fierce surging water waves, and crashed into the avoidance of the lake shore, even if there was a buffer of water, the internal organs of the collision were concussive and spit blood.

"This is the middle of the prefecture level, so powerful."

Such a momentum is too terrifying, and the gap between the early and middle stages of the prefecture level is orders of magnitude.

"Not good, Jiang Fan." I was just wiped and ended up like this, what will be the result of Jiang Fan's positive face?

In a blink of an eye, Jiang Fan had retreated into the small river at the mouth of the lake, and there was nothing to do.

The lake water swayed from side to side like a basin of water held by a child, but the amplitude was not large, and Ling Wusheng deliberately controlled the amplitude without causing a loud explosion.

"Little bald donkey, light skills are good, I think you can chop a few tricks."

With a palm, a sword immediately appeared in Ling Wusheng's palm, slashing in the direction of Jiang Fan, he wanted to solve Jiang Fan in the shortest possible time, so as not to cause changes in Fashan.

Even if it was someone else, Ling Wusheng didn't want to give away the contents of Jiang Fan's black cloth bag.

The sharp sword qi in the water brought a white arc to slash towards Jiang Fan, Jiang Fan dodged, followed by another sword qi, Ling Wusheng's move was extremely fast, as if hundreds of people were swinging their swords at the same time, and the sword qi was like a spider web.

Qian Tingyi is not the main direction of attack, and it is difficult to dodge these sword qi.

"Huh"

A glow lit up in the water, and the flying sword slashed towards Ling Wusheng through the ground, Ling Wusheng felt a powerful sword qi, startled, and immediately transported the internal qi shield to resist.

"Poof"

The flying sword brought a line of blood on Ling Wusheng's arm.

"You're a prefecture?"

The two surprised each other at the same time, Jiang Fan didn't expect that the flying sword could only cut through the defense of the mid-level of the ground level, and it could not be fatal to the middle of the ground level.

But Jiang Fan figured it out immediately. His spell power had just reached the middle of the ground level, and it was about the same as Ling Wusheng, unless he was completely defenseless like the head of the Qingding Sect at the beginning, it was unlikely that he would be fatally injured.

Ling Wusheng was even more shocked in his heart, only to find out that Jiang Fan was a prefecture-level cultivator, and it seemed to be a third-level prefecture-level cultivator.

At the same time, he was even more surprised that Jiang Fan's little sword could not only slash freely, but also that its energy was so powerful that it could break through his mid-level defense.

In the early stage of the general prefecture level, it doesn't take two moves to be killed in the middle of the prefecture level. Jiang Fan was able to hurt himself. Ling Wusheng couldn't be surprised.

A light skill is so good, and there is also a strange weapon like a flying sword, the third layer of the ground level, which is a great threat to the middle stage of his own level, Ling Wusheng has to be careful.

Qian Tingyi also felt the momentum of Jiang Fan's outburst. There is no doubt that there are three layers at the prefecture level. Is it because of the drinking?

Qian Tingyi was not wrong. Jiang Fan consumed another prefecture-level medicinal herb, and it was a very good ground-level medicinal herb, and he directly raised his cultivation from the first layer of the prefecture level to the third layer of the prefecture level.

The cultivation of the third layer of his own prefecture. Coupled with light skills and flying swords, it is strange that he can't beat the old man in front of him, Ling Wusheng feels that he still has an advantage now, but he doesn't know the power of the flying sword and the horror of his light skills.

However, Jiang Fan didn't plan to use all his strength.

The flying sword attacked Ling Wusheng again, and Jiang Fan also attacked Ling Wusheng head-on, attacking up and down.

Ling Wusheng carefully dealt with the two moves, and suddenly felt that Jiang Fan was not a big deal, he had won, the flying sword was about to become his own bag, this flying sword was so powerful, the trajectory was so weird, and his own strength would increase significantly.

Ling Wusheng was excited, and attacked Jiang Fan even more violently.

"Bang."

With a palm, Jiang Fan stubbornly used his outstanding light skills for a while, and finally Ling Wusheng saw the opportunity and hit a punch head-on, Jiang Fan fell into the deep hole he dug out.

This punch hit the third layer of the ground-level body, not dead and crippled, but Ling Wusheng didn't intend to let Jiang Fan go like this, his body stepped forward, pounced directly on Jiang Fan, and slapped it at the falling Jiang Fan with one palm, completing the desperate blow.

"Jiang Fan ......"

Qian Tingyi's face changed color, regardless of the injury, she flew to the entrance of the cave, this hole is so narrow, Jiang Fan can't fly away even if he is light, and it is strange that he will not turn into slag by a slap in the middle of the prefecture level.

With a "bang", Qian Tingyi's heart was almost beaten out by Ling Wusheng, her face turned pale, and then with a "boom", an unusually powerful force exploded.

"Ah~~" Ling Wusheng shouted in horror, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded, Ling Wusheng was blasted out, the entire lake was lifted, and Qian Tingyi flew into the air.

A loud noise resounded throughout the Water Shelter Palace, the entire earth trembled, and all the martial artists who were cultivating or sleeping were awakened.

The whole bottom of the lake was exposed, and heavy rain poured down from the sky.

"Boy, you were cheated by the uncle."

A familiar voice came, and Qian Tingyi, who was flying in the air, was suddenly overjoyed, and a glow of light shot towards Ling Wusheng, but before Ling Wusheng could react, he made several "poofs" sounds, and his hands and feet were all cut off.

Jiang Fan picked up the five parts of Ling Wusheng's body, beckoned Qian Tingyi, and went down to the cave at the bottom of the lake just now.

"Jiang Fan, why are you okay?" Qian Tingyi was surprised.

Jiang Fan didn't answer, guessing that those martial artists would soon come over to investigate, and arranged a simple water avoidance formation and a concealment formation at the entrance of the enlarged cave.

This formation can be described as simple and crude, but it is a great challenge for ancient warriors who cannot break the formation.

After arranging the formation, Jiang Fan returned to the bottom of the cave, and Qian Tingyi was checking the place that was blown up, and said to Jiang Fan: "You used Ling Wusheng to break the ban?" ”

Jiang Fan nodded, the result was actually obvious, if he really fought, Jiang Fan would definitely be able to kill Ling Wusheng, and deliberately injured Ling Wusheng wanted to make up for that palm, and when he reached the bottom of the cave, he entered the Ring of Hatred, but it was too late for Ling Wusheng to close his palm, and he hit the formation.

The greater the force of the formation, the greater the counter-devouring, which is also the reason why many martial artists dare not break the formation arrogantly, Ling Wusheng used such a strong force to collide with the ancient formation, and it is strange that he is not counterattacked.

As soon as the formation moved, Jiang Fan took out the ring, and the flying sword slashed towards Ling Wusheng.

However, even if she is very familiar with Qian Tingyi, there is no need to tell her the secret of the hatred space, just casually said: "We can go in immediately, wait for me to do something." ”

Jiang Fan walked towards Ling Wusheng, who had removed his limbs, and Qian Ting knew what Jiang Fan was going to do without guessing, so she simply walked to the side to meditate and cultivate.

"Let me go......," Ling said silently, blood gushing out of his limbs, staining the sewage at the bottom of the cave with blood red.

Qian Tingyi's words just now had already told Ling Wusheng that he had been used by Jiang Fan to break some formation, and he believed that if it weren't for the counterattack of the formation, Jiang Fan would not be his opponent.

He has forty-five aggro points on his head, which is 25 more than before.

"Of course I'll let you go, did you see the little monk's head? The little monk is a monk, he doesn't kill, come, behave, obediently expose his belly, and feed my baby. ”

Jiang Fan scooped up Ling Wusheng's clothes, exposed his lower abdomen, took out a dagger and cut it directly, Ling Wusheng looked at Jiang Fan in horror, not knowing what Jiang Fan was going to do.

Jiang Fan took out a bracelet, threw it into Ling Wusheng's stomach in Ling Wusheng's widening pupils, and whispered, "Baby, suck it well." ”

Then he slapped Ling Wusheng on the back, and Ling Wusheng immediately felt that the true qi of his dantian was constantly gushing out, converging towards the bracelet.

"This is, the Green Jade Double Cultivation Snake?" Ling Wusheng had already heard the disciples of the Snow Mountain Sect mention that there was a green jade double cultivation snake in the Water Avoiding Palace, he didn't believe that the Lin family had destroyed the double cultivation snake, but he never thought that this double cultivation snake would be in Jiang Fan's hands.

True Qi is constantly gushing out, and the ability of the Double Cultivation Snake to attract spiritual energy is amazing, and all the true qi that cannot be digested is stored in the ring space, slowly swallowing and nourishing.

Ling Wusheng's face was frightened, this was his true qi that he had cultivated for more than a hundred years, and he had finally advanced to the middle of the prefecture level, but he felt that his true qi was surging towards the bracelet like a breach in the Yellow River.

In the middle of the prefecture level, there are three layers at the prefecture level, two layers at the prefecture level, and one layer at the prefecture level......

A hundred years of cultivation has been lost, and Ling Silent hatred is surging up like a fountain.

Inside the bracelet, the cloud of true qi condensation became more and more solid, and finally turned into a soft solid state, Jiang Fan felt that the bracelet was about to burst, and finally picked up the bracelet, feeling that the weight of the bracelet had increased a lot.

At this time, Ling Wusheng had already become a mid-level cultivator.

"Oh, this bracelet is so small, change it to a big one in the future, don't suffocate my baby." Jiang Fan cherishes the authenticity.

At this time, Ling Wusheng's hatred for Jiang Fan directly reached one hundred points, in the middle of the prefecture level, he was proud of his existence, since he was promoted to the middle of the prefecture level, his status in the ancient martial arts world had increased by leaps and bounds, and he was still looking forward to a higher level......

Nothing was more devastating than losing a hundred years of penance, especially Ling Wusheng, who stood at a very high altitude.

Looking at the hatred value on Ling Wusheng's head, Jiang Fan suddenly found that the greatest use of the Double Cultivation Snake for himself was not to help himself cultivate, but to pull hatred, and he would do it like this in the future.

"Amitabha, donor, the little monk said not to kill, come, the Buddha will feed you a good thing." Jiang Fan's fingers stretched out towards Ling Wusheng, and there was a small insect crawling on it. (To be continued......)