"Put down your sword. ”

Ning Fan stared at the guy standing in front of Lin Ruoxin, holding a sword, staring at Lin Ruoxin's throat.

This guy, with the logo of his clothes, is the butler of a certain disciple in the inner door.

"Who are you? Let me put down my sword, you're kidding. ”

The butler with the sword raised his eyebrows and sneered.

He glanced up and down at Ning Fan's clothes.

"An outer disciple dares to yell at me, I think you are impatient. ”

As soon as the housekeeper shook his hand, the two swordsmen standing beside him were about to pay for Ning Fan.

However, on the side of Ning Fan's body, the two of them were knocked to the ground by him with one punch.

At the same time, the butler with the sword was stunned.

His hand was empty, and the sword in his hand was gone.

Where did you go? In Ning Fan's hands.

Ning Fan held his sword, and the tip of the sword went straight to the other party's throat.

The tip of his sword is sharp, and his hair is broken.

Blood was already flowing from the other party's throat.

"Your butler of the ninth layer of sword intent, is it so crazy?"

Ning Fan sneered.

", don't let me see you, or break your dog's legs. Ning Fan's eyes were cold, and he shouted directly.

The housekeeper was startled by Ning Fan's yell.

He turned a little pale and swallowed his saliva.

But he didn't leave.

"My master asked me to take her away. ”

"Who is your master?" Ning Fan's eyes narrowed.

"Inner disciple, Jian Yunyang, one of the ten masters of the inner door. The butler said in a deep voice.

"So, I advise you that it's better to leave this matter alone, it's not good for you. ”

The housekeeper saw that Ning Fan's expression sank slightly, thinking that Ning Fan was afraid of him, and he was afraid of Jian Yunyang, so he directly threatened.

"What? Threaten me, do you know who I am?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

"I'm his sword-like nightmare. ”

"I'm Ning Fan. ”

Ning Fan sneered and threw out a slap.

The butler who beat him climbed with a roll.

"Waste. ”

The butler was pulled up from the ground.

swept his eyes coldly, and was even more scolded.

"Master?"

The housekeeper stood up from the ground, looked at the person who came, and found that it was Jian Yunyang, and hurriedly respected.

Jian Yunyang snorted coldly and turned to look at Ning Fan.

His eyes were gloomy.

"I didn't expect you to die. ”

"My life is on my own, God wants me to live a little longer. Ning Fan smiled, indifferent.

"It's someone, at this time, there is still leisure to find a maid. Ning Fan sneered.

"Ning Fan, what are you talking about? No matter what you say, I am also your senior brother, as an outer disciple, I am disrespectful to the inner disciple, and I should be punished. Jian Yunyang's face was gloomy, and his eyes were grim and staring at Ning Fan.

Like a snake with one eye.

"Take the name of the inner disciple to press me? Jian Yunyang, I'm afraid you're sleeping too much, right? In the world of the Sword Sect, strength is respected, and fame and the like are all vain. Ning Fan laughed mockingly.

"Hmph, I don't think you're self-sufficient. ”

"The third rule of the Sword Sect is that the outer disciples are not allowed to argue with the inner disciples, and they are not allowed to resist with the inner disciples. ”

"This woman, Lin Ruoxin, an outer lecturer, my inner disciple, has the right to deal with her and let her be a servant, that is her blessing, and she can't choose. ”

"And you, as a miscellaneous servant of the outer gate, are disrespectful to me, and I will give you a chance to atone for your sins, kneel down, and kowtow three times. ”

Jian Yunyang squinted his eyes, and he judged that Ning Fan would not dare to violate the rules of the Sword Sect.

Ning Fan squinted his eyes and stared at Jian Yunyang.

Lin Ruoxin walked to Ning Fan's side, "Ning Fan, don't be reckless, it's a big deal for me to be a servant girl for him." ”

"Can't go. Ning Fan said to Lin Ruoxin.

Although Lin Ruoxin is his lecturer, Ning Fan regards her as a friend and a relative.

This Jian Yunyang wants to make her a servant, what is his intention, how can Ning Fan not know?

There are so many female sword cultivators in the Sword Sect, why did they find Lin Ruoxin?

Hmph, if you want to say that he Jian Yunyang has no evil intentions, he killed himself, and he doesn't believe it.

Ning Fan's attitude was resolute, in short, Lin Ruoxin couldn't agree, and he couldn't go.

"But, he's an inner disciple. ”

Lin Ruoxin was still a little worried.

After all, Jian Yunyang's identity is there.

"What about the inner disciples? Teacher Lin, the laws of this world, everything is respected by strength, strength is supreme, the rules, those are formulated by the strong, today, this rule, I will violate, so what?

It's a big deal to be punished and locked up for half a month and suffer from a hundred sticks, what is this?"

Ning Fan smiled lightly and motioned to Lin Ruoxin not to worry.

However, Lin Ruoxin couldn't help it.

However, she knew Ning Fan's temperament, and it seemed that Ning Fan had made up her mind to fight Jian Yunyang to the end today.

"What? Do you want to rebel against the rules of the Sword Sect?" Jian Yunyang squinted his eyes, as if he was smiling, staring at Ning Fan and sneering in a deep voice.

"What do you say?" Ning Fan asked with a sneer.

"Jian Yunyang, come on, how about we fight? How can I say it, you and I have also had a battle agreement before.

Originally, it was a one-year period, and I was going to fight with you, a battle of life and death.

Now, I've changed my mind, we can fight a life-and-death battle in advance, don't you think?

If that's no problem, you can get started now. ”

Ning Fan pulled out the blood-stained sword, raised his eyebrows, his long sideburns and long hair flying, and his face was proud.

"Master, kill him, this guy is looking for death. ”

Jian Yunyang's housekeeper couldn't see the situation clearly, and thought that Jian Yunyang had Tibetan Sword Villa as the backstage at this time.

I thought that Jian Yunyang at this time could easily defeat Ning Fan, and I also thought that Ning Fan was really the strength of an outer disciple.

In front of Jian Yunyang, what can he do?

However, what Jian Yunyang responded to him was a fierce glare.

The housekeeper was so frightened that he quickly closed his mouth.

Jian Yunyang clenched his fists, and his body trembled slightly.

"This Ning Fan is obviously deliberately provoking me. ”

"He's deliberately provoking me!"

"My father is dead, and he must think that I can't beat him. ”

"Moreover, now, his strength is unpredictable, and I can't see through it. ”

"Can't fight, absolutely can't fight. ”

"If he is too strong and I lose, won't I lose my previous position?"

"Also, Lan Jiansheng that bastard, he didn't kill him Ning Fan, he must have something to save his life. ”

"He dares to be so arrogant to me, and he must have something to rely on. ”

In an instant, Jian Yunyang's heart turned sharply, and his thoughts turned thousands.

Ning Fan stood opposite Jian Yunyang, staring at each other with his eyes.

Seems to be smiling but not smiling, and is extremely confident.

He sneered in his heart, watching Jian Yunyang's eyes roll, "Hehe, it seems that he is afraid." ”

"He doesn't dare to bet, Jian Yunyang, Jian Yunyang, you are nothing more than that. ”

At this point, Ning Fan felt that Jian Yunyang no longer had any hope of defeating him.

If a person has timidity and concern in his heart.

How can he go forward and see death as his home?

How can a person, without the heart of seeing death as home, fight against his opponent?

Hmph, your sword is cloudy, but you're just a local chicken and a tile dog, that's it!

Trash, genius?

Ten Masters of the Inner Door?

It's all bullshit!

Jian Yunyang didn't know that at this time, in Ning Fan's heart, he was no different from a garbage dog.