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Chapter seven hundred and seventy third forced questioning

Wang Jin was very depressed.

How can you not be depressed?

If you kill Lin Fan yourself, you must take action, so you basically don’t have to have any doubts.

But Lin Fan was not wrong. Now, in a sense, he is indeed Zhou Zong's grandson-in-law.

If he kills Lin Fan, he will inevitably be given such a name.

Wang Jin stared at Lin Fan tightly, and couldn't help but curse in his heart.

This guy spared no effort and would fight for the tricks of himself every second.

No matter it is a big pit, it will be said that it is a pit anyway.

"Goodbye." Lin Fan finished speaking, and whispered in Su Qing's ear: "Slug, take care of yourself."

"Yeah." Su Qing nodded heavily.

Lin Fan turned around and walked towards the gate of Quanzhen Sect.

Thousands of people subconsciously gave way to Lin Fan.

Regardless of Lin Fan's words and deeds just now, he was a little disrespectful to Quanzhen Sect.

But most people are full of admiration in their hearts.

Rejecting the invitation from the head Chong Xuzi, he joked about the Quanzhen Sect in front of Zhou Zong, and challenged the life-and-death battle to a super strong man like Wang Jin.

Every one of these things is something that most people present dare not do.

Not to mention Lin Fan's own strength, just what he did is secretly admirable.

After Lin Fan left, all the disciples of Quanzhen Sect started to talk in a low voice.

"Follow me." Chong Xuzi stood up, winked at Zhou Zong, Chong Guangming, and even Wang Jin on the stage, turned around and left, and the few of them followed.

Next to the ruins of the arena, the others who came to participate in this martial arts competition to recruit brides were also preparing to go down the mountain together.

They were also quite moved that this trip was worth seeing these things just for this trip.

"Brother Jiang." Han Dong walked to Jiang Yuxing at this time, clasped his fists and said, "Brother Jiang is strong and has lost to Lin Fan just now..."

Before he finished speaking, Jiang Yuxing interrupted him.

Jiang Yuxing said expressionlessly: "I lost, and compared with him, I am much weaker."

Han Dong hurriedly said, "I think Brother Jiang is just a little inferior, if..."

"I, Jiang Yuxing, are not someone who can't afford to lose." Jiang Yuxing looked at Han Dong contemptuously and said, "A man can take it and let it go, so he can naturally afford to lose."

"This trip is worth it. It's true that there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the world." Jiang Yuxing sighed.

When he followed Jiang Longchun to practice, he believed that the younger generation was probably the only one who could do Li Changan to overwhelm him.

Unexpectedly, I met a Lin Fan.

Han Dong laughed and said, "Brother Jiang is a person with a temperament. As expected, I wonder if I am interested in having a drink with me after going down the mountain?"

Han Dong wanted to gain more power and status in the Zhengyi Sect, and Jiang Yuxing's master was a ghost hand.

He naturally has to find a way to make friends with him, which will be beneficial to him in the future.

"Han Dong wants to be a strong man, and the roads are different, but he doesn't have the same way as flattering." Jiang Yuxing obviously disdained Han Dong's actions: "If a real strong man thinks about power all day long, he is destined to be a weak man who is running for power."

"A true strong man will naturally find power. You and Li Changan are both members of the Zhengyi Sect, so why is the gap so big?"

After leaving this sentence, Jiang Yuxing left with great strides.

Looking at Jiang Yuxing's back, Han Dong's face turned pale.

He clenched his fists.

What Han Dong couldn't hear the most was that he was not as good as Li Changan!

If Li Changan hadn't been Li Changan, he would have been the best person in Zhengyi Cult.

Without Li Changan, he would be the best candidate for the head of Zhengyi Sect.

Without Li Changan, he would not have been turned a blind eye like a dusty bead!

Unfortunately, there is always a Li Chang'an.

What made him most angry was that if that guy Li Changan stayed in Zhengyi Sect, it would be fine.

This is the strength of others.

But why did Li Changan escape from the Zhengyi Sect and not want to be the head of this sect?

However, the senior executives of Zhengyi Sect would rather look for Li Changan all over the world than look at him more.

He clenched his fists tightly.

In Quanzhen Sect, the study room dedicated to the head of the sect.

This study cannot be described as a study.

There are nearly 10,000 books in it, rows of bookshelves, and various books.

There are famous paintings and calligraphy hanging on the walls.

Many of the original works of famous calligraphers from all dynasties were hung in them in the Tang, Song, Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties.

This study alone condenses the foundation of Quanzhen Sect.

In the study, there is a long sandalwood table and a simple wooden chair, which is where Chong Xuzi reads a book.

Not far away, there are several sofas and coffee tables, which he uses to meet guests or talk about things.

At this time, Chong Xuzi sat at the top of the sofa, and Zhou Zong, Chong Guangming and Wang Jin were sitting opposite him.

The three of them could see that Chong Xuzi had a solemn look on his face.

On weekdays, Chong Xuzi spends most of his daily reading or practicing, and rarely cares about the internal affairs of Quanzhen Sect.

This is also one of the reasons why the Great Elder Zhou Sect holds great power.

Chong Xuzi showed a serious expression on his face and said slowly: "I believe all three of you have seen the Ten Thousand Sword Technique that Lin Fan had just used. What are your thoughts?"

"Sect Master, I'll catch the person back and force him to find out the magic tricks of the Ten Thousand Swords." Wang Jin volunteered to Ying.

He now hates to crush Lin Fan's bones and throw them into ashes.

Chongxuzi looked at Chongguangming and Zhou Zong.

Chongguangming laughed and said, "I said Wang Jin, he is the grandson-in-law of the Great Elder of Zhou Zong, after all, so do you still need to ask? Since he is your grandson-in-law, let him hand over the Ten Thousand Swords Art."

Chong Guangming certainly saw Lin Fan’s attitude before.

At this time, he also used this to mock Zhou Zong.

It seems like he is saying, if he holds a martial arts competition to recruit brides, but he is still unwilling to marry your granddaughter and is unwilling to join the Quanzhen Sect, will your face hurt?

Zhou Zong had a calm face. He knew that Chong Xuzi attached great importance to this matter and did not want to argue with Chong Guangming. He spoke, "All follow the instructions of the head sect."

Chong Xuzi closed his eyes, sat on the chair, and began to ponder, and he frowned at times.

"I suspect that he may have something to do with the ruins of the Shushan Sword Sect's mountain gate." Chong Xuzi opened his eyes and said, "The Wanjian Jue is an advanced skill of the Shushan Sword Sect. Since the Shushan Sword Sect suddenly disappeared, it has completely disappeared, leaving only the sword-killing technique and some low-level skill circulating outside."

"The Ten Thousand Swords Technique suddenly appeared." Chong Xuzi said slowly: "He, maybe he knows where the site is."

When Wang Jin heard this, he slapped his thigh: "This is easy to say. I'll catch him and ask him some questions."
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