Qi Fan's brows furrowed, a mouthful of blood had reached his throat, and he swallowed it forcibly, Lin Jianlan knew that he was not lightly hit, but even if he didn't have time to withdraw the move, he immediately had no problem protecting himself, and he didn't know why the injury was so serious, thinking about it, when the people in the rivers and lakes led by Wei Suxin shouted in unison to the beggars to help the "lackeys", Qi Fan shouted, "Stop", and then the appearance of touching his chest with his hand suddenly became clear. 【Fengyun Reading Network.】Qilin people are in a rage, their blood is churning, luck and skill must be harmful, Qi Fan's nature is like a fire, when he first captured Lei Kan, he escaped and returned to the rudder, which is the angry crown, not to mention that he was slandered as a lackey of the martial queen by his fellow Jianghu today, Wei Suxin is betting that his heart will be affected by this, and when dealing with the five people in the inner ring in the formation, he only used his full strength when dealing with Qi Fan, and it seems that the five people are evenly divided, but in fact, Qi Fan is responsible for it, and he is injured, so the full force of the scabbard just now is a matter of course.

The corners of Wei Suxin's mouth have shown a smile, and although Qi Fan is still moving with the formation, his moves are obviously a little strange, Lin Jianlan can no longer hold back, and with a long roar, he jumps into the formation from above, and the outer disciples can't imagine that there are still people entering from the outside, and it is too late to stop it, that is, Wei Suxin is also stunned, and in the alternation of figures, Qi Fan has disappeared from the formation, but the position is replaced by Lin Jianlan. Wei Suxin was still as before, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a kind gaze, but the moves in his hands did not slow down.

Lin Jianlan held the two broken blades in his hands, only walked slowly with the formation, and did not attack easily, as if he had replaced Qi Fan, but instead stabilized this formation again, it was already a little bit of a first glimpse of the way of this formation. Kirin

He had fought with people a few times before, and Wei Suxin saw it in his eyes, only to know that this young man's entry in just a few years had been far beyond what he thought, and now that he had fought in person, he had a few touches of strength, and only then did he know that his internal strength was not inferior to any of the beggar gang elders. First, Lin Jianlan has never had the opportunity to show his martial arts in front of Wei Suxin, and secondly, he is also careless and has never been tempted. Although Wei Suxin was slightly remorseful, he didn't believe that Lin Jianlan could turn the sky upside down.

The heroes in the world are not strong, they are competitive, they win or lose for a while, not to mention that the next competition is just a whim of Wei Suxin. At this time, Lin Jianlan took the place of Qi Fan, Wei Su knew that it would take a lot of effort to break this formation, and Zhou Zhang had no intention of wasting time on this formation again, and laughed loudly: "Why do the beggars still need the help of an outsider?

In fact, he had failed to break into the formation, but Qi Fan withdrew from the formation for no reason, only sitting cross-legged on the ground, his face was pale, and in the eyes of everyone, the beggar gang must have lost. Wei Suxin said this, as if he could break out of the formation at any time, and the disciples in the formation were especially stunned to surround him, Wei Suxin's group of subordinates who had not yet entered the field were standing like wooden stakes, but they seemed to be waiting for this moment, and the whistling sound entered their ears, so they each drew their blades and started from the periphery of this snake catching array.

I don't know where this group of disciples came from, they were really as fast as the wind, and they were ruthless, and in an instant, the several disciples on the periphery had already been injured and fell to the ground. If this is to take advantage of people's unpreparedness, and in the future, although the inner beggars help the disciples to deal with these disciples with all their might, they are still overwhelming, and it seems that not only the moves are exquisite, but the internal skills are also quite strong. At this time, the inner layer was already a little scattered, with the number of ten disciples of the Seven Bell Beggar Gang being no match for Wei Suxin's next person, Lin Jianlan saw at a glance that the "jade-faced Qin Qiong" was holding a gun in both hands, and the mighty heart said that I am afraid that the "long-haired Luo Cheng" was also in it, and sure enough, on the other side, Luo Tingwei was holding a double gong, and more than a dozen disciples of the beggar gang pressed their weapons on the pair of gongs together, seeing that his face was red, his eyes almost glared out, and he shouted, and suddenly more than a dozen weapons flew up in the air, and those disciples were swept away by this huge force more than ten feet away!

Lin Jianlan secretly said in his heart: "These two people really live up to their reputation, even if they have been in the Kawang Mansion for more than ten years, they have never consumed their domineering and martial arts. However, at this moment, when he was amazed, there was a sound of two palms in front of him, Lin Jianlan looked intently, and saw that another elder of the beggar gang was shaken open by Wei Suxin's palm, spurting out a mouthful of blood, which dyed the blood-red formation of his beard from the outside to the inside, and he had to fight for each other, and stepped forward to see Wei Suxin standing with a knife, his eyes still smiled: "It's a pity, it's a pity!"

Where can Lin Jianlan take care of the understanding of his words, although the three flavors must not be Wei Suxin's opponents, but if he can hold on for a moment, he has an extra chance of winning, thinking of this, his hands clenched his fists slightly, and he arched: "The junior leads Wei Huawang's high moves!" and pounced.

His hands and blades are extremely short, so he naturally has to be close to his body, and Wei Suxin has felt that it is an inconsequential figure several times, and at this time it is actually a stumbling block to his great achievements, and he has repeatedly let it go, it can really be said that he is a tiger relic, thinking of this, the smile has not been put away, but his eyes have a cold light.

An inch is short and an inch is dangerous, but this "risk" is exchanged for an extra inch of the winning rate, Wei Suxin has a killing intent, and naturally he will not easily let Lin Jianlan take advantage of it, and he will not wait for him to get close, and with a wave of the long knife in his hand, a cold light will slash towards Lin Jianlan's waist. Lin Jianlan hurriedly jumped up in the air, intending to be behind Wei Suxin, how could Wei Suxin let him Ruyi's long-handled broadsword turn around his body, and suddenly turned into two long swords, turned back, slashed back, followed by a stab on the head, not bad at all, Lin Jianlan turned outward again and again, and then fell to the ground, seeing that the long sword was connected to the sheath again.

After more than ten rounds, Lin Jianlan couldn't get close to Wei Suxin, and the big knife within three feet danced again, and Wei Suxin no longer had any spare strength at this time, and wave after wave of snow-white wave shadows pressed towards Lin Jianlan. This huge long knife is holding Wei Suxin's lifelong skill, Lin Jianlan can still deal with it, although he will not be hit hard, but he is extremely depressed physically and mentally, if he can't get close, he will definitely lose sooner or later.

Thinking of this, Lin Jianlan waved his right hand, the broken sword came out of his hand, and flew straight towards Wei Suxin's blade, Wei Suxin, how could he care about the power of the broken sword, and he was about to raise the sword to shake away, but when he saw that the broken sword turned around, it flew around the blade several times, and then it was immediately hung down, and the broken sword hilt clearly had a wisp of silk strings that could not be seen, Lin Jianlan's five fingers were able to use the line to transmit power, so that the broken sword could turn around with his mind, this was stunned, Wei Suxin's long knife in his hand had been bound and could not dance, but Lin Jianlan took advantage of this to fly away, and after all, he was close to him.

Lin Jianlan fought with people several times, even if he was reluctant, this broken sword was his only blade, and sooner or later he would have to take it out against strong opponents, but this blade was not sharp, and it was not flexible to use.