From Subordinate Sect To God-Level Sect

Discovered?

Suddenly, a barrier suddenly appeared between Lin Fan and Nan Wangjian, separating the two.

The old man carrying the sword said again: "Wangjian, you have lost."

At this time, the people around the square basically disappeared out of fear, leaving only a few of them.

Zhao Buzhu, Jiang Linglong and others who came over only saw half of it, because Lin Fan was at a disadvantage...

Because the old man who just carried the sword only brought Nan Wangjian and Lin Fan over.

Nan Wangjian's expression did not change, and he retorted: "No, master, the disciple has not lost yet, I did not use my full strength."

The old man carrying the sword said: "Wangjian, this little friend's Martial Skill understanding and combat awareness are better than yours. You and Realm are no match for him now. I'm afraid it's just because of your status that he doesn't dare to embarrass you." "

"Master, I haven't used the heaven-level Martial Skill that I have practiced hard, so I can definitely beat him," Nan Wangjian retorted again.

The old man carrying the sword shook his head. He looked at Lin Fan and said, "My little friend, can you use all your strength to knock him down and let him know what it means that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world."

Lin Fan cupped fist said: "Senior is joking. Although Brother Wangjian and I are equally victorious, I was struggling to catch the attack just now and could barely hold on. If we continue to fight, I will lose."

Let him beat Nan Wangjian to the ground, he won't do it...

"Are you telling me again that I saw the wrong person because of my dim eyesight?" the old man carrying the sword said calmly.

Lin Fan was a little panicked and cupped fist said: "How dare Junior."

Nan Wangjian pointed his sword at Lin Fan and said, "Let's come again,"

Jiang Linglong next to her suddenly said: "This is a simple matter. Since it's a duel, why not just get some luck? If everyone is afraid of losing, why don't we use our full strength?"

Lin Fan said heartily: Auntie, you don't think it's such a big deal!

Zhao Buzhu scolded: "Linglong, don't talk nonsense."

At this time, the old man carrying the sword said in a deep voice: "What a great idea. Listen carefully, kid. If you lose, I will kill one of you from the Canglan Sect."

This made Lin Fan unhappy. Lin Fan frowned and said coldly: "Then what if I win?"

The old man carrying the sword said: "What do you want?"

Now that things have reached this point, Lin Fan said unceremoniously: "If I win, I want a Martial Skill, at least the spiritual level."

At this time, a middle-aged man from the Tianjian Sect sneered: "Is the life of one person from your Canglan Sect worth a roll of spiritual-level Martial Skill?"

Lin Fan did not answer the call.

The old man carrying the sword casually took out a Martial Skill, threw it to Jiang Linglong and said: "This is a middle-grade spiritual-level movement Martial Skill. You will be your guarantee for any suggestions you make!"

Jiang Linglong took the Martial Skill and immediately looked at Lin Fan with an apologetic look. She tried to persuade her: "Senior, isn't it a good idea to gamble with your life? Why don't you change it?"

The old man carrying the sword said calmly: "He has already agreed, and he will not lose."

The old man's words made everyone confused. Only Zhao Buzhu was thoughtful...

Hearing this, Nan Wangjian said: "I ask to compete with Realm with you, do you dare to accept it?"

Lin Fan cupped fist said: "Senior, please help him remove a seal!"

Hearing this, the old man with the sword on his back waved his hand casually, and a strange talisman flew out of Nan Wangjian's body and dissipated in the wind.

Then he removed Lin Fan and Nan Wangjian’s middle-aged Spirit Power barrier and said: “Let’s begin!”

Nan Wangjian suddenly made a strange posture, Spirit Power surged around his body, and many Spirit Power sword shadows appeared, as if he was preparing to launch a big move directly.

Upon seeing this, Lin Fan raised his hand without hesitation and struck out with a powerful Fierce Sun Palm, forcing Nan Wangjian to defend himself.

The defense caused all the newly condensed sword shadows to shatter. Nan Wangjian was a little angry, but Lin Fan was already close, forcing him to quickly use his sword moves to force Lin Fan back.

Unfortunately, his sword move had no effect. Lin Fan easily dodged it and seized the opportunity to remove the sword from his hand.

Immediately afterwards, a mountain-shaking fist knocked Nan Wangjian away and hit the barrier, all in one movement.

Nan Wangjian was defeated in less than three seconds.

Lin Fan kept his hand and did not hurt him. There should be no serious problems when the Nanwang Sword fell to the ground, but he seemed to have lost his soul. He stood motionless and muttered to himself: "How is this possible? This is impossible..."

The jaws of everyone present were about to drop.

They now understand what the old sword-carrying man said.

Why is he so sure that Lin Fan can win? This is a complete crushing!

Everyone looked at Lin Fan in shock.

How could it be so strong?