Yes.

Even though he has been famous for a long time, even if his willpower is amazing, it is a real arm after all.

Zhuge Kong screamed, and his body quickly retreated.

"My arm...... My arm ......"

He was a little distracted.

His face turned pale for a while.

Everyone gasped.

This person is none other than Zhuge Kong.

He is a first-level monk of the Sword Infant, who has been famous for a long time and has a good reputation.

What kind of cultivation is Ning Fan?

The seventh layer of Jiandan, why is it so terrifying?

The younger generation of disciples of the Ge family around them were stunned.

At the same time, Qin Kaishan and Wu Zhuantian were also stunned.

"Big brother...... This ......" Ge Longyuan looked worried, and his expression was a little chaotic.

He was also defeated at the hands of Ning Fan.

But now Zhuge Kong's pain is a hundred times more tragic than his.

"This little wretch, I want your whole family to die. Zhuge Kong's old face couldn't hold back, his voice was hoarse, although he said that he had a broken arm, his power was still there.

He quickly tapped his fingers on his shoulder twice to stop the blood, and wanted to kill Ning Fan again.

Ning Fan raised his eyebrows, narrowed his eyes, and sneered.

"Grontu, are you just going to watch your good friend die?"

Ge Longtu snorted coldly, but stood in front of Zhuge Kong.

"Brother, don't. ”

He shook his head slightly towards Zhuge Kong.

"You have to be calm. ”

Zhuge Kong was stared at by Ge Longtu's eyes, and at this moment, his originally passionate emotions were completely extinguished as if he was thrown down from his head by a stream of cold water.

In its place came the shamelessness of the land.

"I ...... I'm ashamed! I was defeated at the hands of my juniors!"

He slammed his head away, his old face hot.

"It's a small thing to lose an arm, brother, to live, there is hope. ”

Gronto sighed.

"At this moment, you know why I'm so tolerant, right?"

He sighed with endless helplessness.

"But, is it just for him to step on his head?" Zhuge Kong was extremely angry and unwilling.

"Of course not, but at the moment we are afraid we can't beat him. Gronto said in a deep voice.

"I'm not convinced, we have both been famous for a long time and have lived longer than him, why can't we beat him?" Zhuge was dripping blood.

Ge Longtu smiled bitterly, feeling that Zhuge Kong's question was a bit heart-wrenching.

Yes, in terms of age, they are many years older than Ning Fan.

In terms of experience, he is also many times stronger than Ning Fan.

In terms of talent, they consider themselves to be geniuses in the clan.

However, compared with Ning Fan, it is not a little worse.

Obviously, he is a peerless genius.

"Grontu, I'll ask you one more question now, I, Brother Immortal, who still have any opinions on participating in this family comparison?

Ning Fan held the bloodstained sword, his eyes narrowed and he asked slowly towards Ge Longtu.

These three words, his tone suddenly raised, and there was a hint of a smile on the corner of his mouth.

This is a provocation, a blatant provocation.

Everyone's eyes brushed at Grontu.

Gruntu felt red in the face and hot in the face.

However, he did not dare not speak.

"Good. Grontu's teeth rattled, his eyes narrowed into a line, and the green tendons on his forehead were even more protruding.

"Hahaha. ”

Ning Fan suddenly laughed wildly, and his eyes suddenly froze.

"Good!"

The bloodstained sword hummed and shuddered, letting out a soft groan, as if celebrating victory.

Whoosh into the scabbard behind Ning Fan's back.

Ning Fan walked to the side of the high platform, slapped his palm, and a red Taishi chair floated to his side, and he sat down directly.

"Changsheng, do you hear that? Now that you are qualified to participate in the Young Generation Competition, you can let go of your hands. ”

Ning Fan smiled at Ge Changsheng, and Ge Changsheng smiled gratefully, "Thank you, big brother!"

There was water vapor in his eyes, how could he have thought that he would participate in the big competition in this way?

He couldn't have imagined that the people of the Ge family, those who had bullied him in the past, would actually agree.

Haha, strength, everything is strength.

If it weren't for the eldest brother Ning Fan who overwhelmed the crowd and cut off Zhuge Kong's arm with a sword to deter everyone, would Ge Longtu and the others bow their heads?

No, absolutely not!

"Hey, my brother, thank you, you're welcome. ”

Ning Fan smiled, cocked Erlang's legs, leaned on the Taishi chair, and at some point in his hand, like a trick, a teacup appeared.

The teacup was steaming, white, and very pure.

All of this was deliberately done by Ning Fan.

His posture is very wild, very arrogant, and arrogant makes everyone embarrassed.

"Big brother, look at him like that, he is despising me and others. Ge Longjun couldn't stand it, and he was extremely resentful.

He was in a different mood from Ge Longyuan, Ge Longyuan personally experienced Ning Fan's terrifying skills.

He didn't have the Ge Long Army, so the deterrent power that Ning Fan brought him was not particularly strong.

"Hmph, I know. Gronto's hand clutching the wooden chair clicked.

It wasn't cracks in his bones, it was the wooden chair.

The wooden chair couldn't withstand the pressure of his palm and shattered directly.

Ning Fan's eyes immediately narrowed, and he stared at Ge Longtu's hand.

He could feel the anger and murderous intent of the other party.

But the other party did not dare to make a move.

Ning Fan felt very excited, he liked to see the enemy's angry appearance that he couldn't get used to seeing and couldn't kill him.

"Ning Fan, how are you going to compare? Does this still need to be compared? It's better to do this, I'll just announce the first place in this waste. ”

Ge Longtu spoke to Ning Fan, but his finger suddenly pointed at Ge Changsheng who was standing in the middle of the square.

He didn't look at Ge Changsheng squarely, and he didn't say it to Ge Changsheng.

"Waste?" Ge Changsheng's body shook suddenly, muttering to himself.

There was a sad look in his eyes.

Haha, haha, in their eyes, they are still a waste.

Ning Fan saw the change in Ge Changsheng's expression and felt the change in his mood.

He suddenly smiled, "Grontu, in your heart, is he still a waste?"

"Hehe, waste is waste, even if you meet anyone, it's the same, evil seed, don't think that if there is a strong man standing behind you, you can be lawless, in the end, you are just a thing that relies on others. Gronto sneered, his words sarcastic.

"Strong? haha, have I become a strong man in your eyes?"

"Ge Longtu, didn't you just ask how to compare? You don't have to let him win the first place directly, how funny is this, it is a good competition, it seems to have insider trading, this is too unfair, am I like such a person who ignores fairness?" Ning Fan shook his head, helplessly crying and laughing.

"And what do you want?" asked Grontu, squinting his eyes and cold.

"It's simple. ”

Ning Fan stood up, the teacup in his hand disappeared, he put his hands behind his back, and looked at the monks present.

"Haven't you already elected the ten strongest young generations of the Ge family?"

"Then, let Ge Changsheng compete with them one by one. ”

Ning Fan pointed to the ten young monks present, who gritted their teeth and stared at him with a fierce look in their eyes.

"You are strong and geniuses, then I will let my brothers, one by one, do it to see who is a waste and who is a genius!"

"In this process, I will never interfere, everything depends on my ability, of course, I don't interfere, and I hope you don't interfere, if I find someone in the way, then I'm sorry, my sword will not agree in the first place. ”

With a sonorous bang, the bloodstained sword was pulled out and pierced under the high platform.

The sword aura was awe-inspiring, tearing through the air, and cracks broke out on the ground.

"Is that really the case?" said Grontou, a little moved.

"Of course!" Ning Fan's eyes stared at him, and the two were facing each other.

Although Ge Longtu said that he was afraid of Ning Fan's strength, he still dared to do it when he looked at him.

"Well, in that case, you're going to fight this shit!"

To this day, Ge Longtu still calls Ge Changsheng a piece of waste.

"Haha, shit! what a shit!"

"Grontu, today I will definitely let you see with your own eyes how the so-called waste in your eyes defeated this group of so-called geniuses one by one!"

"I want to tell you that this group of short-sighted, self-righteous, self-righteous so-called elders, you have lost your eyes!"

Ge Changsheng pulled out the flying sword on his back with a sonorous sound.

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