Xin Feng's cold face hadn't recovered from the shock.
Is my sword gone just like that
This is the long sword that I have worked so hard to integrate into the infinite sword, how is it possible... how is this possible.
Xinfeng was very angry in his heart, but he knew that he had to hold back, if he got angry, then Jiuxiaozong's face would be wiped away.
Xinfeng's heart fluctuated greatly, but he was holding back and comforting him.
Don't get angry, don't get angry.
Now no matter how distressed he is, he can't show it. He has to show a look of indifference to let the other party know that this long sword is completely dispensable to him.
But Xinfeng forced a smile on his face, but his heart really hurt.
The disappearance of the sword intent field brought the disciples of the Holy Sect back to their senses, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they fell into a daze again.
Then everyone discussed excitedly.
"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 shatter it directly 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 is really gratifying."
"When he sacrificed that terrifying long sword, I thought the Holy Sect was invincible, but when Master Lin made that blow lightly and calmly, I knew I was overthinking it."
"Look at those disciples of the Nine Heavens Sect, their faces are all pale."
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"How dare you pick me up." At this moment, Lin Fan had spoken for the third time.
The red brick in the right hand, under the rendering of the scorching sun, is even redder and more shiny.
The sky changed and the wind stopped.
Time and space seemed to stand still, Lin Fan just stood like this, his bland eyes stared at Xinfeng.
Lin Fan really couldn't stand this brat pretending to be like this.
You can be cowardly, you can be wretched, Lin Fan can bear all this, and he will treat it like dust, flicking his sleeves without taking a piece, but why must he pretend.
Don't you know, I, Lin Fan, am the person who hates pretending the most
Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan, his heart beating slightly, he had a feeling of suffocation, but he hated this feeling very much.
The person in front of him is the disciple of Tianjiao of the Holy Sect, how could he lose to him.
Then he looked at the red brick in Lin Fan's right hand, it was a very ordinary brick without any fluctuation of true energy.
This is not a mysterious weapon, nor is it a magic weapon.
Could it be...
At this moment, Xinfeng suddenly had an idea in his heart, that is, the person in front of him was not trying to do anything to himself, but to let Jiuxiaozong have a step down, and he deliberately took out an ordinary brick.
What would happen if the brick hit him? You don't need to think about it, Xin Feng can understand it, naturally the brick shattered in an instant, just like his own long sword, it was torn apart.
And just like this, it can be completely evened, no one blames anyone, this matter is over, and we can welcome the battle of the strongest genius.
"Haha..." Xinfeng, who had figured everything out, suddenly laughed, he had seen through everything, and all of this was just a step.
In order for Jiuxiaozong to save face, what can he do if he is slapped by this brick.
Wu Ya and Liang Yichu looked at each other, and they had a clear idea in their hearts, just like Xin Feng's side.
This brick is unremarkable, without a trace of real energy fluctuations, just pat it like this, with Xinfeng's physical strength, absolutely nothing will happen.
Although Wu Ya and Liang Yichu had quarreled, the relationship between them was very deep. Now that things have come to this point, even though they both suffer, it can be regarded as even.
Wu Ya looked at Lin Fan and nodded involuntarily. This little guy is very knowledgeable and knows how to maintain the relationship between friends.
Wu Ya is very optimistic about this kind of disciple who knows how to protect Youzong's face, even though this little guy is the sixth disciple of Wuming Peak Saint Demon Sect.
However, the Holy Devil Sect is a branch of the Holy Sect, and they come from the same source. If they are well cultivated, even if they inherit the position of suzerain in the future, that will be enough.
Wu Ya didn't say a word, all this will be discussed after this brick goes down, from now on, I should pay more attention to him, and even recommend him to the suzerain.
An outstanding disciple is very important to the sect, but a sensible and outstanding disciple is even rarer.
To be the suzerain not only requires strong strength, but more importantly, a well-rounded heart.
"Brother Yi Chu, since the disciples of this sect have received a sword, let's bear it with each other, and then have a meal." Wu Ya said.
Liang Yichu looked at Wu Ya's expression, then smiled slightly, and gave him a thumbs up, saying that Shengzong is very blessed to have such a sensible disciple.
"Teacher, in this case, you can take a brick." Liang Yichu said with a smile.
"Yes." Xin Feng was not afraid at the moment, it was not a big deal to pick up a brick, and the brick was just an ordinary brick.
At this moment, Xinfeng also felt a sense of sympathy.
The two of them have the same personality, and they are both in the same situation at the same time, which is a bit of a match.
After this matter is over, Xinfeng doesn't mind having his first friend in the history of his life.
Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan intently, and Lin Fan's face was imprinted in his heart in his haughty eyes.
You friend, my salary is fixed.
"Come on." Xin Feng raised his head proudly, at the same time leaned his body slightly, and stretched his head forward, as if to make it easier for Lin Fan to hit him.
At this moment, Lin Fan sneered in his heart, looking at the ninety-five red bricks in his hands, such a magical weapon, finally had a place to use.
"Okay...don't worry, there won't be any injuries." Lin Fan said.
Xin Feng lowered his head, and a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Naturally, there would be no injuries. How could he, a majestic disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect's Tianjiao, couldn't bear even an ordinary brick.
Friends, don't worry, I understand your heart now.
At this moment, Lin Fan's right hand moved slightly, as if he had no strength at all.
The disciples around looked at the scene in front of them, and they were also puzzled. What's going on
But in the next second, everyone understood instantly.
"boom… "
light touch.
Lin Fan turned around and put the brick back into his backpack without looking at it.
"Extremely disappointed, vulnerable..." Lin Fan looked up to the sky and sighed, and casually tapped Xinfeng's forehead.
"Boom..."
An unbelievable thing happened, Xinfeng's body fell to the ground like this.
At this moment, the surroundings were quiet, and everyone's eyes were wide open. They didn't understand what happened.
Lin Fan looked at the Supreme Elder Wu Ya, nodded slightly, and then walked to the distance, and gradually a voice came from not far away.
"A disciple of the Nine Heavens Sect's Tianjiao, it's nothing more than that..."
The figure disappeared, but the sound, like the sound of thunder, exploded between the disciples of the two sects, and could not dissipate for a long time.
Wu Ya looked at the disappearing background of Lin Fan, and then at the fallen Xin Feng, he was a little confused.
All of this, could it be that we think too much