"Yo, Senior Brother, where did you get these pieces of garbage to act as subordinates? You must know that you are now a celebrity of my Flying Immortal Sword Sect, and you are not afraid of making outsiders laugh at this waste?"

Just as Zhang Lei and the others bowed to Lin Fan, a soft and harsh voice came from afar.

Zhang Lei's faces changed and they turned their heads to look, and an angry face immediately endured it, but there were a few more unwilling glances in their eyes.

The green tendons of each of their palms clenching the scabbard were twisted, and the bone knots were slightly resounding.

Lin Fan squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the corner of the valley.

There was a boulder at the corner of the valley, and a folding fan was slowly opened by a slender young man.

The fan is snow-white, and there is a big dragon character written on it.

The dragon word is simple and vigorous, and it looks like a dragon flipped and soared in the hands of young people.

The young man's face was arrogant, his wrist flicked slightly, and the fan flipped.

A sea character like a blue wave appeared in Lin Fan's eyes.

Li Hailong, the son of Jindan Elder Li Wuregret, is a foundation building monk.

Li Hailong paced and walked around, playing around in Lin Fan's valley like a green man, and in his eyes, Lin Fan and the others were like nothing.

It took a while for Li Hailong to come to Lin Fan and look up and down, his face with slightly small freckles was full of disdain.

He glanced at Zhang Lei, who was standing awkwardly on the side, and said sarcastically: "I remember that you seem to have hid in the law enforcement hall to retire, how can you break through the Dao transcendent realm and regain your self-confidence?

After Li Hailong finished speaking, he patted Zhang Lei's cheeks that were extremely red with anger, and glanced at the few people whose heads were slightly drooping, and then said to Lin Fan with satisfaction: "We and other foundation building monks usually practice in retreat, and we don't care about fame and fortune, but it's a pity that someone took advantage of our retreat to shamelessly climb on the heads of our foundation building monks to show off their might!

After speaking, he was hideous, and a brocade robe suddenly bulged, and a Zhuji pressure erupted in his body.

In the calm valley, a gust of wind blew on the flat ground, and finger-sized gravel flew off the ground, and the wind mixed with countless gravel bombarded Lin Fan and the others.

"Puff"

The gravel was like a sword, and in an instant, countless bloody wounds were struck on the bodies of Zhang Lei and several people.

In the blood mist, Zhang Lei and several people were overturned to the ground by the coercion of the mountain, rolling with the wind.

At this time, a soft brilliance appeared on Lin Fan's Hundred Battles sword robe, and the blood-red word Hundred Battles at the collar shone brightly, wrapping Lin Fan around his body to form a light shield, and the flying stones like swords were bounced away before they could get close to his body three feet around.

Li Hailong's face was greedy, and the folding fan in his hand was closed and tapped a few times in the palm of his hand and said: "The sword robe of a hundred battles can block the blow of the Jindan monk, it is really a treasure, only you dedicate this thing to me, and the immortal mountain will protect you."

Lin Fan didn't pay attention to the young man on the side at all, just looked at Zhang Lei who was rolling and struggling on the ground and scolded angrily: "A foundation building monk actually made you cowardly before you fight, and the edge of the sword heart was lost, how to resist its ridiculous coercion, if you are all like this, I think it is wise to be a mortal!"

Lin Fan pointed to the struggling few people and then said: "Are you afraid of his father or his foundation cultivation?" Don't you know that I am invincible on the path of cultivation, and sword cultivation is not afraid of life and death, but you can have a sword heart in your heart?"

Lin Fan's words made the faces of the few people who were struggling on the ground blush, and several people supported each other in the rolling, and suddenly stood up.

Zhang Lei smiled miserably and said to Li Hailong, who was ravacing: "Back then, I spent all my money in your hands to exchange for a barrier-breaking pill, but Nacheng thought that you used a refining pill to deceive me, not only did I not cultivate for a breakthrough but also almost died under erysipelas, today I will use the sword in my hand to snow the hatred of the year!".

Li Hailong looked at Zhang Lei, who was trembling under his own pressure, and said disdainfully: "Waste is waste, you begged hard back then, so I gave you a waste pill, could it be that you still want to buy a real barrier-breaking pill with only twenty spirit stones?

The folding fan in his hand shook gently, looked at Lin Fan, who was protected by the sword robe of a hundred battles, and said: "At noon, our foundation building monks will gather in the purple light pavilion of the Bulao Mountain with the distinguished guests of the "Bright Bright Heaven Sect" to watch the purple qi coming from the east once every ten years, I don't know if you have the courage to bathe the great sun purple qi with us and other foundation building monks, if you are afraid of death, I think you will be obediently in this valley for a lifetime!"

Li Hailong shook the folding fan in his hand and said to Zhang Lei: "A group of waste things, I see that the scenery here is good, it is suitable for you to wait for the elderly, and Lin, what is Lin, what is it, look at my memory of the name of the senior brother, I can't remember it, I'm really a little embarrassed, remember, it's noon, all the junior brothers are waiting to see your demeanor."

After speaking, the coercion on his body suddenly retracted, and he turned around and was just about to take a step, when he heard Dao Lin Fan say in a mocking voice: "Senior Brother Li Haiworm, why are you leaving? Senior Brother, I still want to be close to you!"

"What did you say!"

Li Hailong's long hair was flying, and his eyes were scarlet.

A thing like an ant in his eyes dared to call him a worm, this is definitely a naked slap in the face.

Lin Fan slammed the big sword on his shoulder to the ground, looked at Li Hailong, who had a strong aura of danger erupting from his body, and clasped the ear holes with his hand and said lazily: "Look at my memory, senior brother, what is your name, by the way, what kind of sea worm, otherwise why are you so uneducated?

Li Hailong smiled evilly, looked at the big sword that Lin Fan discarded aside, casually inserted the folding fan into his waist, stretched out his white palm to look at it and said, "Since Senior Brother wants to be close to Senior Brother and me, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Lin Fan stretched lazily, twisted his neck a few times and said to Zhang Lei and the others: "The face is given by others, the face is lost by yourself, and if you fall there, you have to get up there, and I don't know if this insect junior brother's front teeth are strong, and I don't know if he is different from an insect when he crawls on the ground!"

A strong mountain wind swept a whirlwind between the two, and their sword-like gazes slammed into each other in the air.

Li Hailong's eyes were full of fierce light at this time, the bones of his whole body exploded, and he rushed towards Lin Fan violently with the power of building a foundation.

Lin Fan had just experienced countless deaths in the "Yuan Magnetic World", and in his eyes, Li Hailong's coercion was not much stronger than the breeze.

More importantly, he understands the sword momentum and has the courage of the sword.

What is the sword momentum is that the tiger comes out of the mountain and the wind rises, and the dragon flies in the sky and the rain follows.

Under Lin Fan's hundred battle sword robes, a layer of bronze-colored scale armor slowly emerged, and the power of a ** body was hidden in his body like a volcano.

He stretched out a finger and gently hooked Li Hailong, and said disdainfully: "Senior brother, you really look like a deputy underwhelming, let Senior Brother give you a long memory, and let the entire Flying Immortal Sword Sect know that you are not a dragon, just a poor worm."

The corners of Li Hailong's mouth twitched, a pair of white hands clenched into fists, and his body suddenly flashed, appearing in front of Lin Fan in an instant.

A fist slammed into Lin Fan's face, and he shouted fiercely: "Since Senior Brother wants to die, then I will fulfill your wish."

Lin Fan's arm was raised suddenly, and the fist that broke through the air and the fist that smashed down at high speed slammed together.

"Boom"

There was a cracking thunder on the ground, and a violent air fluctuation suddenly set off.

A billowing cloud of smoke rose like a huge wave, and the rocks under Lin Fan's feet were shattered like powder.

As soon as the two figures touched and scattered, they each retreated a few steps back.

Li Hailong felt his whole body tremble like an electric shock, and the fist he suddenly swung out was a little numb.

His long hair flew high behind his head, and with a hard kick under his feet, a large pit several feet deep suddenly appeared.

A pair of white fists flashed with swords, like a giant thunder and lightning as fast as a python breaking through the air.

Lin Fan's eyes showed compassion at this time, and a pair of fists found a trace of light like jade.

"Yongzhen Reincarnation Fist"

The two figures flashed at high speed, and hundreds of punches struck each other in a single breath.

The roar of striking iron resounded in the valley, and the air blasted by the two rolled like waves.

Li Hailong's face was flushed, his arms trembled, and he couldn't resist Lin Fan's monstrous fist waves with his own foundation-building body.

I didn't want to use the foundation building to cultivate, I was afraid that it would not work, and if I really lost in the hands of Lin Fan, I would lose face.

Thinking of it, Li Hailong's heart was ruthless, and a sword aura several feet high in his hands suddenly erupted.

He touched the ground under his feet, his body was floating high in the air, and the palm holding the sword qi was fiercely swung down by Lin Fan, and there was a tearing sound like paper cutting in the valley.

A sharp and matchless sword aura slashed towards Lin Fan.

Dozens of zhang away, Zhang Lei and the others were shocked, this was the sword condensed by the foundation building monk with his own sword qi, which could be said to be indestructible.

Lin Fan's face remained unchanged, his feet stepped on the ground, and his body jumped up at high speed to pounce on Li Hailong in the air.

Li Hailong said with a cruel smile on his face: "Senior brother, you and I fought together, and I died under my sword qi by mistake, you see that this excuse is feasible."

Lin Fan's body was like a dragon flying into the sky, and he didn't care about the sword qi that slashed at him like a lightning flash.

The fists in his hands were raised high, and his whole body was bright, the green tendons on his face were bursting up, his fists were clenched, and he shouted with difficulty: "Forever ......."

At this moment, the space above Li Hailong fluctuated, and a portal composed of the flames of the Great Sun emerged.

The portal is hundreds of feet high, and the flaming gate is ancient and vicissitudes, and an incomparable coercion is transmitted from this gate.

The coercion was unfathomable like the sea, and Li Hailong was shrouded in this coercion, and with a strange cry in his mouth, his body fell suddenly in his mouth like a cannonball.

The sword qi in his hand suddenly dissipated, and his body plunged headlong into the hard rock on the ground with the sound of countless bones shattering.

Leave a half-foot-deep pedestrian hole in the hard ground.

Zhang Lei and the others were stunned at this time, looking at the light gate in the sky, looking sluggish.

Lin Fan also scolded wildly in his heart at this time, what kind of bullshit fist technique at this time, just one blow actually drained him with all his strength and cultivation in an instant, and the light gate in the sky just flashed and disappeared like a bubble.

Lin Fan, whose body was stiffened, fell into the pit on the ground that was smashed by Li Hailong with a roar.

Li Hailong, who had fainted happily, was awakened by a sharp pain, and he let out an extremely miserable howl, and the blood in his mouth was like a gushing spring.

Lin Fan half-knelt in the pit, forcibly pressed his iron knee on Li Hailong's chest and slowly straightened up, looked at the stunned eyes of Zhang Lei and the others, and then said slowly: "It's just vulnerable!"