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Is your sword gone?

This is the long sword that I have worked so hard to integrate into the infinite sword intent, how can it be...... How is this possible.

Xin Feng was very angry in his heart, but he knew that he had to hold back, if he was angry, then the face of the Nine Heavens Sect would be gone.

Xinfeng's heart fluctuated a lot, but he was enduring and appeased.

Don't move, don't move.

Now, no matter how distressed he is, he can't show it, he must show a look of indifference, and let the other party know that this long sword is completely dispensable for himself.

But the salary wind is strong and laughing, but it really hurts in my heart.

The disappearance of the Sword Intent Realm brought the Holy Sect disciples back to their senses, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they fell into a stupor again.

Then everyone excitedly discussed.

"Uncle Lin is really amazing. ”

"That long sword, just looking at it like this, I can feel a burst of shock, but I didn't expect Uncle Lin to be able to directly shatter it with his body, it's really terrifying. ”

"Haha, this is the Tianjiao disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect, this weapon has been broken by our uncle, it's really happy. ”

"When he sacrificed that terrifying long sword, I thought that the Holy Sect was invincible, but when Uncle Lin slapped it lightly, I knew that I was thinking too much about it. ”

"Look at those disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, their faces are all white. ”

......。

"Dare to take me a brick. At this moment, it was the third time Lin Fan had spoken.

The red brick in the right hand, under the rendering of the hot sun, is more bright red and shining.

The sky has changed, the wind has stopped.

Time and space seemed to stand still, and Lin Fan stood like this, his plain eyes, staring at the wind.

This little cub, pretending to be like this, Lin Fan really couldn't bear it.

You can be cowardly, you can be obscene, all this Lin Fan can bear, and he will treat it as dust, wave his sleeves, and not take away a piece, but why do you have to pretend to compare.

Don't you know, I, Lin Fan, hate pretending to be the person the most?

Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan, his heart was beating slightly, he had a feeling of suffocation, but he hated this feeling.

The person in front of him was a disciple of the Holy Sect Tianjiao, how could he lose to him.

Then he looked at the red brick in Lin Fan's right hand, which was a very ordinary brick, without a trace of true yuan fluctuations.

This is not a Xuan soldier, and it is not a divine weapon.

It's .......

At this moment, Xianfeng suddenly had an idea in his heart, that is, the person in front of him did not want to do anything to himself, but in order to let the Jiuxiao Sect have steps to go down, he deliberately took out an ordinary brick.

What will happen to this brick if it hits him? You don't need to think about it, you can understand it, naturally this brick is broken in an instant, just like your own long sword, and it is torn apart.

And in this way, it can be completely leveled, no one blames anyone, this matter is over, and it is good to meet the strongest Tianjiao battle.

"Haha....... The wind who had figured it all out burst into laughter, he had seen through everything, and it was all just a step.

In order to save the face of Jiuxiao Sect, what can I do if I am slapped by this brick.

Wuya and Liang Yichu glanced at each other, and the two of them had a clear idea in their hearts.

This brick is plain, without a trace of true yuan fluctuations, just shoot it like this, with the strength of the body of the wind, there will definitely be nothing.

Although there is a quarrel between Wuya and Liang Yichu, the relationship between the two is very deep, and now that things have reached such a point, although they have both suffered losses, they can be regarded as even.

Wuya looked at Lin Fan and couldn't help nodding, this little guy is very knowledgeable and knows how to maintain the relationship between friends and sects.

This kind of disciple who knows how to maintain the face of the Friendship Sect, Wuya is very optimistic, although this little guy is the sixth disciple of the Nameless Peak Holy Demon Sect.

However, the Holy Demon Sect is a branch of the Holy Sect, and it comes from the same source, if it is cultivated well, even if it inherits the position of the sect master in the future, it will be enough.

Wu Ya didn't speak, all of this will be said after this brick goes down, in the future, he should focus on him, and even recommend it to the sect master.

An outstanding disciple is very important to the sect, and a sensible and outstanding disciple is even rarer.

To be the suzerain, not only does it require strong strength, but more importantly, it has a delicate heart.

"Brother Yi Chu, since the disciples of this sect have received a sword, then they will bear each other's burden, and then let's eat. Wuya said.

Liang Yichu looked at Wuyan's expression, then smiled slightly, and also gave him a thumbs up, saying that the Holy Sect was very blessed to have such a sensible disciple.

"In that case, take a brick. Liang Yichu said with a smile.

"Yes. "Xinfeng is not afraid at all at the moment, one brick after another, it is not a big deal, and this brick is just an ordinary brick.

At this moment, there is also a feeling of sympathy.

The two of them have the same personality, and they are both in the same situation, but they are a little bit of a match.

When this matter is over, Xinfeng doesn't mind having the first friend in the history of his life.

Xianfeng looked at Lin Fan intently, and in his arrogant eyes, Lin Fan's face was imprinted into his heart.

You friend, my salary is settled.

"Come on. He raised his head arrogantly, and at the same time tilted his body slightly, and stretched his head forward, as if he wanted Lin Fan to play a little easier.

At this moment, Lin Fan sneered in his heart, looking at the ninety-five red bricks in his hand, such an artifact finally has a place to use.

"Good...... Don't worry, there won't be any injuries. Lin Fan said.

Xianfeng lowered his head, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, this naturally would not have any injuries, how could he not even be able to withstand an ordinary brick by his dignified disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect.

Friend, don't worry, your heart, I understand it now.

At this moment, Lin Fan's right hand moved slightly, as if he didn't have any strength.

The surrounding disciples, looking at the scene in front of them, were also puzzled, what was going on?

But in the next second, everyone instantly understood.

"Bang....... ”

Gentle touch.

Lin Fan turned around, and without looking at it, he took the bricks back into his backpack.

"It's so disappointing, it's vulnerable....... Lin Fan looked up to the sky and sighed, and lightly tapped his forehead with a finger of his hand.

"Boom....... ”

Unbelievable things happened, and Xianfeng's body fell to the ground like this.

There was silence all around at this moment, and everyone's eyes widened, they didn't understand what the hell was going on.

Lin Fan looked at Elder Wuyan Taishang, nodded slightly, and then walked into the distance, and gradually a voice came from not far away.

"The disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect Tianjiao is nothing more than that....... ”

The figure was gone, but the sound was like the sound of thunder, roaring and exploding between the disciples of the two sects, and it could not be dissipated for a long time.

Wuya looked at Lin Fan's disappearing background, and then looked at the salary wind that fell to the ground, and the whole person was a little confused.

Could it be that we are thinking too much about it? )