Yun Potian didn't know how many times he had been knocked down, but his sword didn't even stab Tang Long's clothes.

After the full two hundred moves of the Yun Clan's sword technique were performed, the clothes on Yun Potian's body were already in tatters.

On the other hand, Tang Long.

He turned from a lewd second-rate son into a confident, courageous, calm and sophisticated swordsman with a stick.

Yun Potian took a deep look at Tang Long, and then at Fan Jian.

He threw away the long sword in his hand and came to Yun Jianghai.

Poof!

He fell to his knees.

"The child is incompetent, and he insults the ancestral swordsmanship of the family, so please punish his father. ”

Yun Jianghai has long been stunned.

He looked at Tang Long in a daze, and was stunned for a while before he looked down at his beloved son.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at Fan Jian.

"Where did you steal my Yun Clan's swordsmanship?!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he was immediately angry.

He retracted Erlang's legs, stood up suddenly, put his hands behind his back, and glared at Yun Jianghai.

"Hmph, steal your Yun clan's swordsmanship, and your Yun clan is also worthy?"

"If I, Fan Jian, want to learn swords, the door of the Longshan Sword Sect will be open to me at any time, why should I steal your Yun Clan's third-rate swordsmanship?"

As soon as this statement came out.

There was a deathly silence all around.

Everyone looked at Fan Jian like idiots.

Yun Jianghai was so angry that the corners of his mouth trembled.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Fan Jian's nose, and said angrily: "What are you talking about? You dare to say that my Yun clan's swordsmanship is a third-rate swordsmanship?!"

"Hmph, he didn't just say this, he also said that the gate of our largest sect in Dongzhou, the Longshan Sword Sect, is open for him at any time. He is really not ashamed to speak, and he doesn't pee and take care of himself, what kind of thing is he?

Zhang He was on the side, and Yin Compassion echoed.

"That's right, this kid must have secretly learned the Yun clan's swordsmanship and came to pretend to be forced, but he shouldn't have said anything about the Longshan Sword Sect, today's events will definitely be passed on to the Longshan Sword Sect, and the Longshan Sword Sect will definitely issue a hunt and kill order at that time, and he will die!"

Wang Hu gloated.

At this time.

Everyone around, every word you and I said, scolded Fan Jian and ridiculed him to the extreme.

Fan Jian put his hands behind his back and looked around at everyone, he secretly laughed in his heart.

Scold, scold.

The more fierce you scold, the happier you will be when Lao Tzu hits you in the face!

Ultimately.

His gaze finally fell on Yun Jianghai's face.

He raised his hand.

Bang dang!

A large sword appeared out of thin air, its scabbard stuck diagonally into the dirt at his feet, and fiery red spikes fluttered in the wind.

"Tang Long, be louder and tell them who the head of this family is. ”

Tang Long's excited body trembled.

Here it comes!

The boss finally showed his big sword!

The ultimate face-slapping king has shot again!!

"Listen up, you idiots!"

"The head of my family is the junior uncle of the Longshan Sword Sect, the savior of Mu Yangzi!"

"On that day, Mu Yangzi's predecessors wanted to accept the head of my family as an apprentice, but was politely rejected by my master. ”

"This is not the Longshan Sword Sect, what is it that opens the door to my parents?"

"It's ridiculous that you Yun Jianghai are still ashamed to say that the head of my family secretly learned your Yun clan's swordsmanship. Ahh

Shocked!

Everyone was shocked!

If you don't know how to do it, look at the excitement.

Knowledgeable gatekeepers.

When Fan Jian threw out the Muyang Sword, Wang Hu, Zhang He, and Yun Jianghai were all trembling with fright.

After hearing Tang Long's humiliation with a gun and a stick, they were shocked, afraid, and remorseful...... All kinds of negative emotions fill their minds.

Fan Jian pulled over the stool, sat down, crossed Erlang's legs, and asked Yun Jianghai with a smile.

"Brother Yun, now you still suspect that I, Fan Jian, have stolen your ancestral swordsmanship?"

Yun Jianghai was frightened, and hurriedly stepped forward and bowed.

"No, no, no, it's because I don't know Mount Tai because I have eyes, and I hope that the little brother doesn't remember the villain. ”

"I Yunjianghai really deserve to die, I actually doubt my savior, I really deserve to die!"

Yun Jianghai was really scared.

I knew that you were Mu Yangzi's savior, give me a hundred guts, and I don't dare to doubt that you have secretly learned our Yun clan's swordsmanship.

Fan Jian's gaze fell on Wang Hu and Zhang He.

"Two 'big shots' from the fifth-rate sect, do you still suspect that I secretly learned the Yun clan's swordsmanship?"

Zhang He and Wang Hu were frightened,

The two of them hurried forward, came to Fan Jian's side, and hurriedly bowed down to salute to the end.

"Don't dare! Absolutely not, we are really blind to talk nonsense, and I hope that the head of the family will not be like us. ”

"Yes, master, you don't remember the villain, we are really wrong, if we knew that you were the savior of Mu Yangzi's predecessors, we wouldn't dare to doubt you if we were killed." ”

Wang Hu and Zhang He's intestines were repentant.

They never dreamed that the head of a small sect that was not in the stream would actually be the life-saving benefactor of the famous martial saint Mu Yangzi.

It's really a big basket now.

They were all martial arts people, and naturally through the projection array, they watched the earth-shattering battle between Mu Yangzi and Yang Qixuan.

Especially after Mu Yangzi was injured, he was rescued by a passing boy.

That kid actually refused to apprentice to Mu Yangzi, and Mu Yangzi actually gave him a sword.

Then.

When watching the projection array, whether it was Wang Hu or Zhang He, whether it was Yun Jianghai or Niu Laosan and others, they were all envious and jealous of Fan Jian.

But they never dreamed that Mu Yangzi's life-saving benefactor was actually the head of an unpopular sect.

They didn't expect that they would actually have a conflict with Mu Yangzi's savior.

A moment ago.

They ridiculed, insulted, questioned, and framed Fan Jian, and now all these ridicules, insults, questions, and frames have all turned into invisible big slaps in the face.

Fan Jian crossed Erlang's legs, looked at this group of trembling 'big shots', and said with a smile: "I'm not an adult, I'm a villain who will repay flaws, there are a lot of accounts between us, let's settle them slowly one by one." ”

"Niu Laosan, who else, the little Taoist priest in Tsing Yi, come over here. ”

Fan Jian waved his hand at the two.

The two originally wanted to shrink into the crowd, but they were discovered by Fan Jian.

The two of them stiffened, stepped forward, bowed to Fan Jian, nodded, kept apologizing, and kept saying good things.

"Stop!"

Fan Jian waved his hand.

He looked at Niu Laosan and said, "Let's start with you, Niu Laosan, what did you say just now?" You said that I, an unpopular sect, if I can recruit Fengming City as a disciple on the first day, you will learn a hundred dog barks in public, right?"

Niu Laosan was so frightened that cold sweat flowed down.