"You..." After several breaths, Shui Hanmeng's beautiful almond eyes were defeated first, and turned to him. Please read the book W ｗ ∫ Ｗ Ｗ ∮.

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She actually had deep anger in her heart. It was because Lin Zhan "tempted" herself to get drunk, and then ran away secretly. She also made her drunk and almost encountered the claws of her senior brother. Then she lost control of her emotions and could not control her strength, so she killed her senior brother by mistake.

All of this is because of Lin Zhan! But she didn't want to say it, and it couldn't help but restore the despair she was currently facing.

Wuyingzhai can never go back. How to face the master when he goes back and how to face the teachings of the sect?

So killing Lin Zhan and completing the Wuyingzhai inheritance mission became the last obsession in Shui Hanmeng's heart.

As for where you will go after you complete it, Shui Hanmeng really doesn't know.

"If you don't leave, I will really kill you now!" After a long silence, Shui Hanmeng finally said another sentence.

Lin Zhan suddenly felt a feeling of being in love with Shui Hanmeng. When he thought of himself coming to the Lanbing World for no reason, he might still be carrying some invisible tasks, or he was just an inconspicuous chess piece. In the dark, perhaps, under the circumstances he didn't know, there was a powerful man who was manipulating all this and guiding him to experience all this.

Shui Hanmeng was also unable to help herself. She practiced since childhood and was instilled with the concept of inheritance, and vowed to kill time travelers. That was not a kind of control.

"Oh, they are all the same poor people!"

Lin Zhan stood up and gave up his plan to influence Shui Hanmeng. ∫ Please read the book Wｗ∫Ｗ∮.

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"Okay, I'll leave. I hope you learn to take care of yourself alone... If you want to kill me, you have to hurry up, otherwise when my strength becomes stronger, you will have no chance..."

After all, Lin Zhan is a victim of this matter. If you continue to worry about Shui Hanmeng, it will be unnecessary. Since you cannot avoid being chased, then let's go first.

"Lin Zhan!"

Lin Zhan had not yet walked away, and heard Shui Hanmeng calling him, stopping, and not turning around.

"After the final of the Flame Disciples Competition, if you are still alive, I will kill you again!" The voice was extremely firm and powerful.

Lin Zhan did not respond at all. He moved his body, and thousands of flowers appeared and left with his sword.

Shui Hanmeng jumped to the top of the rock, looked at the direction Lin Zhan left, stood for a long time, the black one floating in the wind...

Lin Zhan finally felt a little relieved. Since Shui Hanmeng had said that he would kill him again after the competition, he believed this promise.

In the following days, Lin Zhan and his men returned to the assembly ground, prepared for the battle seriously, and waited for the final decisive battle to begin.

Just the day before the start of the competition, someone came to ask Lin Zhan for trouble. He was the one from Jianfeng!

If you don’t come early or late, the final will be the next day. When you come to the door, you will be able to cut off Lin Zhan’s chance to participate in the final battle. Please read the book Wｗ∫ＷｫＷＫＷＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫＫ

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"Lin Zhan, a disciple of the Flame Peak, come out!"

"Lin Zhan gets out!"

Currently, there are disciples who won the preliminary round of Region 2, and there are several managers in charge of the competition.

Among the top ten, Fan Ning and Ji Mubai didn't know how their injuries were recovering. They had not returned to the team yet. The remaining were eight disciples led by Lin Zhan.

Hearing such a cry, the eight people gathered together and asked what had happened.

And those managers from Wangxifeng were holding their arms, obviously just wanting to watch the fun and didn't intend to interfere.

"Who is looking for me?" Lin Zhan never avoided such things.

The other party was two middle-aged monks, with more than a dozen young people.

Lin Zhan recognized that the dozen young people were all disciples of the Burial Sword Peak who had been confiscated by him in the preliminary round.

"Are you Lin Zhan?" One of the middle-aged monks in the hawkeye white robe looked at Lin Zhan up and down.

"Yes, I'm Lin Zhan!" Lin Zhan was not humble and said nothing, his body was straight and his hands were strong.

The other party is here to make trouble and get angry. Lin Zhan feels that his momentum must not be lost!

"My servant disciple, when I saw me, Chongguang, Chongliang, the two uncles of Chongliang, don't kowtow and bow down to salute? What a courage!" The disciple of Zhuang Jianfeng, who had been kicked a bad boy by Lin Zhan and had a number card of 144, pointed at Lin Zhan and cursed angrily.

The few who had also been taught by Lin Zhan were also ready to go, their faces were bad, and they rushed to make excuses.

Their identity as a disciple holding the sword would be deprived of his identity because of throwing the sword. For Lin Zhan, he was an irreconcilable enemy.

After being eliminated, they immediately found the two uncles who led them to participate in the competition, hoping that the uncle could help them get justice and get their respective swords back. In this way, it would be fine if they were punished after returning.

Moreover, this time, not only will I get the long sword back, but I also hope that the master can defeat the arrogant Lin Zhan and be disabled. If I can't participate in the final of the competition, it will be so satisfying and relieve my hatred!

"Oh, it turns out they are two uncles, Lin Zhan, a disciple of the Servant of the Flame Peak, you are polite here!" Lin Zhan smiled slightly, held his fists and bowed, and took it as a polite, "I wonder what instructions do the two senior brothers ask Lin Zhan?"

What a joke if you kowtow and salute?

The eagle-eyed white robe was Master Chongguang. His eyes flashed and he said quietly: "The disciples of Lieyan Peak are indeed talented and have good talents. In this competition, Master Lin shone brightly and swept the faces of the disciples of Burial Sword Peak to their feet..."

"Ahem, Master Uncle praised it. That was pure luck, pure luck..." Lin Zhan grinned.

As he said something to deal with, his spiritual consciousness was actually fully unfolded, and the situation in the venue was completely clear.

When Lin Zhan faced the strong and obviously came to find fault with the people of Zang Jianfeng, Fang Daguang and Ye Xiaoyao were the first to stand beside him. Lian Ming and Liang Siqi were a little weak, and it seemed that they had thought about it before following him.

The other two disciples of the Lieyan Peak took two steps back, for fear that the trouble would affect them.

Another top ten disciples of the Burial Sword Peak, of course, returned to their fellow disciples and remained silent.

And the managers who were in charge of the competition, Wang Xifeng were all missing at this moment. They must have walked away on excuses, just to let the people from Zhan Jianfeng deal with it casually.

Lin Zhan raised a smile on his lips. Only when he was in danger could he see true feelings. This truth will never be broken.

When he heard Lin Zhan say modestly that he was lucky, another middle-aged uncle Chongliang, who had a round face in white clothes, was dissatisfied with him for now.

"Let you fight a lot, luck? You snatched away all the sword weapons of the disciples of the Burial Sword Peak. This is a contempt and serious provocation to me Burial Sword Peak. I will clean up the portal for the Burial Sword Peak today!"

Chongliang is a strong man. Once he gets into his own cognition, he can't even pull back. As soon as he finishes his words, he will start to slap Lin Zhan with a palm.

In the palm wind, there was a crackling sound boom...
Chapter completed!