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"You, you..."

The young Taoist priest and the others looked at Jiang Fan in disbelief, he... He actually broke through more than a dozen of our Silver Rune Heavenly Masters with a single sword at will, and teamed up to lay down the Seven Star Arch Moon Array?

This... How can it be?

The Elder of the Heavenly Master Sect once said that the Seven Star Arch Moon Array is one of the ten great trapped formations of the Heavenly Master Sect, and the more people who set up the array, the higher the cultivation. Even the heads of the ten major factions are trapped in it, and they can only be killed by others.

He waited for a dozen or so Silver Fu Heavenly Masters to join forces, and he didn't dare to say that he could trap the head of the Ten Sects, or at least the elder-level masters of the Ten Sects.

But now, it was broken by Jiang Fan, who was also a monk student.

It's also a simple and rough sword.

Isn't this Jiang Fan the same cultivator as us?

How can it be so powerful?

Jiang Fan felt that the mana in his body was exhausted, he smiled bitterly, quietly put away the holy sword that was fused into the peach wood sword, held the peach wood sword in his hand, pulled a sword flower, and said with a smile: "What are you, what other means, just use it." I, Jiang Fan, frowned, count me as losing! ”

Burst!

The young Taoist priest and others spit out a mouthful of old blood, pretending to compare, too special can pretend. I really want to kill this pretend.

can think of the seven-star arch moon array that he and others jointly laid out, but it was all broken by others.

I endured it again.

Obviously, people are pretending to be compared to others, and they are really better than others.

Instead of those who can't pretend to be compared, but are grassy.

Thinking of this, the young Taoist priest took a deep breath, felt the hot pain on his face, and said bitterly at the corner of his mouth: "We lost." If you want to be beaten, you will be punished, and you will let it fall! ”

The voice fell, and he lowered his proud head, tears welling up in his eyes.

The other young Taoist priests also had red eyes and bowed their heads reluctantly.

The blow to them today is really too great.

Before that, they had always considered themselves to be the best cultivators, whether it was the Heavenly Master Sect, who was backed by the head of the Ten Great Sects, or the cultivation of their own Silver Fu Heavenly Master.

It is the source of their self-confidence, and the confidence of their monastic students across the country.

But today, their source of self-confidence and confidence has been shattered.

Whether it is a heads-up fight or a joint formation, they are all crushed by others. His face was pressed to the ground and rubbed back and forth.

If it weren't for the opponent's really tough perverts, they really wanted to do everything to regain their face.

But they know that they can't get back the face they lost today, and if they continue to provoke, they can only turn into Shabi and be robbed of the last trace of dignity.

Jiang Fan raised his eyebrows, he didn't expect the young Taoist priest and others to admit defeat so decisively, and they didn't even struggle or say cruel words. I can't help but sigh secretly, this group of people is arrogant, but it is not brainless arrogance.

No wonder they've made it this far.

Even Jiang Fan made an assumption in his heart, putting aside his zombie king strength, and comparing himself with them as an ordinary cultivator.

In the end, I had to admit that at that time, the person who was pressed to the ground and rubbed on the ground today must be myself.

Although this group of people is crushed by themselves today, their innate advantages cannot be denied by anyone.

Thinking of this, Jiang Fan put aside his distracting thoughts, because the assumption is not true, he is still the winner today.

So he has to exercise the right of the victor.

Jiang Fan said lightly: "For the sake of fellow cultivators, I don't embarrass you, you just need to apologize to all the Rong students present for your arrogant words, and compensate the students who were injured by you, and you can leave!" ”

"You, don't go too far!"

All the young Taoist priests on the spot were furious, and among them, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old young Taoist priest with an ordinary appearance was even more red-eyed and said angrily.

Jiang Fan said lightly: "Is it too much?" If I lose today, I'm afraid you'll do more than I do! ”

"You..."The ordinary-looking young Taoist priest said angrily.

Jiang Fan waved his hand impatiently: "Either agree, or fight again, and then agree." You choose for yourself, I don't have time to rub your tongue in the face! ”

"You..."

"We promised!"

As soon as the ordinary-looking young Taoist priest spit out a word, he was stopped by the young Taoist priest who was the leader, took a deep look at Jiang Fan, and said seriously: "Jiang Fan, I admit that you are very powerful. But the Son is unique, and you are far from it! ”

"Also, today's events, we remember. There will be a good reward in the future! ”

When the sound fell, he did not hesitate to take his companions and disperse, apologize to the students of Rongda on the sidelines in turn, and when he met an opponent who had been defeated, he took out his own inventory and compensated.

Jiang Fan didn't take their words to heart, and he didn't have any feelings for the so-called Holy Son. Standing quietly in the middle of the field, watching the performances of the Rongda monks on the sidelines, as well as the dejected Heavenly Master Sect monks.

Soon, after the Heavenly Master Sect cultivators apologized, they all glanced at Jiang Fan again, as if they wanted to remember his appearance in their minds and engrave it on their bones.

Then he carried his companion and left without looking back.

As soon as they left, the excited Rong college students on the sidelines, regardless of whether they knew Jiang Fan before or not, rushed to Jiang Fan and praised him gossipingly.

even wanted to lift Jiang Fan up and throw it high to vent his emotions.

Jiang Fan hurriedly stopped it, and said that it should be, and found another excuse, before he walked out of the circle of enthusiastic Rongda cultivators.

"Jiang Fan, you are really a bull, you have done more than a dozen Silver Fu Heavenly Masters by yourself..."

Lin Yi, who was immediately waiting outside the encirclement, greeted him and praised him without hesitation.

Jiang Fan made a stop gesture: "Stop, I know I'm awesome, you don't have to say it." ”

Just kidding, I just came out of the bombardment of the monks of Rongda, and you came here again, do you think my ears are too good?

Yao Ji on the side pouted: "Cut, what's the big deal, exchange for the cost... If it were me, none of those people would have left alive! ”

"You are you, murderer!" The corners of Jiang Fan's mouth twitched, and he said angrily.

Yao Ji glared and replied, "Fortunately, you are not me, otherwise I would have lost all my face!" ”

"What do you mean? How did I lose face? Jiang Fan was stunned.

Yao Ji pouted: "Don't be ashamed?" I don't know if it's that fool, stupidly let people set up a formation, and then in the array, thunder struck. He was also chased by lightning. ”

"If I'm this fool, I'll just find a piece of tofu and kill me, and I'll have a face to pretend to be!"

"You... How do you know? ”

Jiang Fan's old face turned red, Nima, isn't this what happened in the formation? How does this know?

I even said it... Shame on you!

Yao Ji smiled and said, "It's not just me, all of them know!" ”

"Ahem... What, Jiang Fan, when you are trapped in the formation, you can see every move in the formation! Lin Yi on the side looked at Jiang Fan with a blank face, coughed dryly, and explained with a smile.

I'll fuck it, what kind of shit formation is this, it's so perverted?

Then I'm in the formation, aren't I like a juggling monkey?

Jiang Fan's face turned green, and he was about to speak.

"Jiang Fan..."

At this moment, an anxious cry suddenly sounded.

Jiang Fan was stunned, turned his head to look, and saw Qingmingzi and Changxuanzi, as well as the three middle-aged mages of the school hurriedly walking over, and couldn't help laughing: "Mage, are you coming back late?" The show is over! ”

"Jiang Fan, did you win the Heavenly Master's Sect cultivator?" Chang Xuanzi didn't take the stubble, and said hurriedly.

Jiang Fan nodded: "Well, it's easy to win!" ”

"Alas... You shouldn't win! ”