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Chapter 335 Please Strengthen My Holy Land Prestige

"Qian Zhong! Do you still want shame? How dare you attack my Yiyuan Holy Land? Are you afraid that I will kill you and scold you thirty Dayan disciples in a rage?" Qi Tian was frightened. Fortunately, Beauty Qiao took action, otherwise Lin Fan would be in danger!

Qian Zhong's face was gloomy and ugly. With the blessing of Qi Tian and others, he knew it was hard to do anything to Lin Fan.

Yao Lao looked Lin Fan up and down and said anxiously: "Are you okay?"

Lin Fan smiled slightly: "I'm fine."

Hearing Lin Fan's reply, Yao Lao and others breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at Qian Zhong with murderous intent and asked: "I want a reason, an explanation!"

Qian Zhong snorted coldly, disdainfully asking for an explanation. With his identity, he wanted to kill a junior, so he needed an explanation?

Beauty Qiao sneered: "Tch, why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf?"

"If you hadn't questioned Lin Fan's ability, how could Xu Ni have gone to war? If it hadn't been for your order, how could Xu Ni have died?"

"Young man named Qiao, do you really think I dare not have sex with you?" Qian Zhong roared angrily.

Beauty Qiao glanced at Qian Zhong with disdain: "Isn't what I said true?"

"Didn't you say we were acting? What about now? Why didn't you say it?"

After Qiao Meiren finished speaking, she glanced at Xiao Hongchen again: "And you are a little bastard. You are a person of five or six, but your knowledge is so shallow that you can't stand seeing others being better than you. You are the only one.

Still want to pursue the beauty of Medicine God Valley?"

Xiao Hongchen's face turned cold, but he did not dare to say anything. This was Elder Qiao who hated evil the most and was fearless. He was sure that if he dared to speak, he would definitely know why the flowers were so red.

But he attributed all this shame to Lin Fan, and his murderous eyes lingered on Lin Fan for a long time.

Yao Lao frowned and asked: "Acting?"

Chen Xuandong came out at this time and told everything. Suddenly there was a burst of laughter.

Qi Tian even sarcastically said without mercy: "Since you question Lin Fan's ability, is it wrong for someone to prove it to you at your request?"

Qian Zhong's face looked as ugly as if he had eaten a dead child. It was true that he questioned Lin Fan's ability, and he also wanted to take this opportunity to push Xu Ni out, and used the excuse of breaking the formation to kill Lin Fan to help him show off his power.

This abacus was a good one, but who knew that Lin Fan was so strong and had real materials, so that he could steal the chicken but lose the rice!

Now, he knew that he was finished. After returning to Dayan, even if he didn't die, he would at least shed a layer of skin!

There are probably no less than ten thousand people from the One Yuan Holy Land who came here, and they all looked at Qian Zhong with colored eyes. This old dog... is really interesting...

Lin Fan chuckled, looked at Beauty Qiao, and said, "Elder Qiao, I intend to continue the challenge."

Qiao Meiren rolled her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "The strongest disciple of our Holy Land this time has been defeated by you, why are we still fighting? I, the Formation Holy Land, admit defeat and withdraw from this challenge."

"The Holy Son is mighty!"

"The Holy Son is mighty!"

"Haha... Who dares to say that my One Yuan Holy Land is not strong?"

"Who dares to say that my One Yuan Holy Land is misleading people's disciples? One person can wipe out a Holy Land. Who has this ability? I am the only One Yuan!!"

The disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land were all boiling with excitement, shouting at the top of their lungs!

They have suffered so much humiliation in the past few days and now they want to vent their anger.

But at this moment, Li Guang took a step forward and said casually: "There is more than one holy land. Before the Spirit Pattern Holy Land, the Prehistoric Holy Land has been wiped out."

"roar……"

"good!"

"Well done!"

"Isn't the Prehistoric Holy Land very powerful? It has insulted me one yuan time and time again. Now it's better. I was defeated by the Holy Son alone!"

"Where is Man Niu? Isn't he very arrogant? Tell him to get out and fight the Holy Son!"

Li Guang touched the bridge of his nose: "The barbarian bull was killed."

"Actually, of the new disciples brought out from the Great Desolate Holy Land this time, only a few returned alive, and the rest were all dead."

Everyone was stunned again!

So mighty!

So strong!

Many female disciples had nymphomaniacal eyes and narrowed their eyes. Their expressions were very scary. Qingluan was also among the crowd, looking at Lin Fan complicatedly. Could it be that what the master said that day was really true?

"Yao Lao, Qi Lao, I have avenged my three senior brothers. Don't be sad. This is how the world of cultivators is." Lin Fan walked to Yao Lao and others and comforted them in a low voice.

Yao Lao and Qi Tian were shocked. Lin Fan had done so much and monopolized the Holy Land by himself just to make them feel at ease?

Both of them had tears in their eyes, and they patted Lin Fan's shoulders hard several times, saying nothing.

Lin Fan stretched out his arms, roared, and said: "Fellow disciples, just find a place to sit down and watch me avenge the deaths of many senior brothers!"

Hearing these words, many people's eyes turned red. Thinking of those fellow students who died in the challenge arena a few days ago, their hearts hurt!

Someone bowed deeply to Lin Fan: "Holy Son, please avenge the many tragic deaths."

Lin Fan glanced at him and nodded.

Then a second person bowed and said: "Please strengthen the power of my holy land!"

Then the third, the fourth, the fifth... countless people bent down and bowed, shouting neatly and majesticly, resounding in the sky: "Please, the Holy Son, strengthen the power of my holy land."

Lin Fan looked at the dark crowd bowing to him and sighed in his heart. Maybe this is the reason why the Holy Land can stand undefeated through the ages.

No matter how high-level officials make mistakes or how unfair they are, the disciples at the bottom are all lovely. Even if there are fights and fights in normal times, when dealing with foreign enemies, they can ignore past grudges and deal with the outside world unanimously. This may be the so-called centripetal force, and maybe it is

It is the largest collection of goods since the establishment of the Holy Land.

"Okay! Watch me behead my enemies!"

Thinking of this, Lin Fan's blood boiled in his heart. After shouting loudly, he suddenly turned his head to look at Dayan Holy Land: "Who will die?"

Qian Zhong's face turned cold. Are you crazy?

Just a piece of trash, turned out to be the hero of the One Yuan Holy Land?

Became the pillar of support for all the disciples of Yiyuan Holy Land?

That's fine!

He would gladly let this pillar fall and break!

"You go and fight, no matter what the cost, even if you die, you have to bite off a piece of his flesh for me!" Qian Zhong said coldly.

He knew that this disciple was definitely no match for Lin Fan, but so what?

Before that person could break through the barrier, he would at least take half of Lin Fan's life to pave the way for that person to become invincible!

The disciple's face froze. Are you asking him to die?

Xiao Hongchen took two steps and approached the disciple: "You can go with peace of mind, your family has been handed over to the Holy Land."

The disciple smiled bitterly, is this a threat? Or is it a reward?

But can he choose?

After roaring wildly, he stepped onto the ring with no intention of fighting. As soon as he stepped on the stage, his body swelled up rapidly. This was a self-destruction!
Chapter completed!
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