Fang Lin's path of cultivation is more salty than they have ever eaten.
Maybe others couldn't understand the meaning of Zhou Jing's words, but Fang Lin understood it immediately.
Does this mean that the disciples of the Xianwu Academy are weak and can be used as cannon fodder, so that you can take advantage of them later?
This is what Fang Lin wants to do, so naturally we can't let him do it!
As Fang Lin's voice fell, Zhou Jing's expression turned cold.
In addition, many disciples from Qingxue Palace came over.
This kid even dares to scold their senior brother Zhou Jing. Does he not want to live anymore?
"Boy, I advise you to mind your own business, otherwise I will kill you on the spot!"
Zhou Jing unleashed the killing intent in his heart and glared angrily.
That is to say, the Immortal Mansion is in front of him at the moment, so he has no time to pay attention to Fang Lin, a clown. But if Fang Lin is ignorant, he doesn't mind killing his love rival in front of his junior sister! .??.
However, Fang Lin didn't accept this trick at all.
He shook his head and smiled contemptuously: "You can kill whoever you want? Why don't you urinate and look in the mirror? You are so powerful, why can't you knock down a stone statue? Why do you come to beg me?"
Poof!
As soon as the words fell, everyone in the Xianwu Academy burst into laughter.
They generally don't laugh unless they can't help it.
The elder brother is still so funny and humorous when he talks.
However, Zhou Jing's complexion turned bad.
Fang Lin first robbed Junior Sister Ruhan, and now insulted him twice, which was already beyond his tolerance.
"Clang!"
A burst of sword light flashed, Zhou Jing pulled out the Xuan Bing from his waist, pointed at Fang Lin from a distance: "I want to duel with you, and use your blood to honor the silver sword!"
"Wow!"
As soon as the words came out, there was an uproar in all directions.
Leng Ruhan was even more shocked when he heard this.
Senior brother, something else happened this week.
Even Leng Ruhan didn't notice this thought. He immediately blamed his fellow senior brother.
At the same time, Leng Ruhan also retreated to Fang Lin.
She gently pulled Fang Lin's sleeve, signaling him not to accept it.<
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She knew Zhou Jing's strength well, and Fang Lin, who was only a four-star spirit body, was no match at all.
Once Fang Lin agrees to a duel, it will be a fight to the death.
However, Fang Lin ignored Leng Ruhan's involvement.
He looked at Zhou Jing calmly, smiled and said, "Believe it or not, you can't kill me!"
When Zhou Jing heard this, he laughed happily.
Many people behind him laughed.
Zhou Jing's strength has already reached the perfection of the nine-star spiritual body, and he is only one step away from becoming a serious monk in the spiritual realm.
Moreover, he is a talented young man from the eight major sects and has countless trump cards. What can Fang Lin use to fight him?
"Then tell me, what great ability do you have that makes you think I can't kill you?"
Zhou Jing sneered and didn't believe it at all.
A nine-star spirit body versus a four-star spirit body is simply crushing them.
To put it in exaggerated terms, it is no different than crushing an ant to death.
However, Fang Lin still didn't answer.
He glanced at the crowd and said: "Not only can you not kill me, you may even kneel down and beg me!"
"Hahaha……"
This time, Zhou Jing couldn't bear it anymore.
He laughed so hard that tears almost fell from his eyes.
He even wondered if Fang Lin had a serious brain disease.
The moment he drew his sword, it was already destined that the two of them would fight to the death. How could they kneel down and beg him?
Do you want him to die quickly?
"Then tell me, what should I ask you for?"
Zhou Jingpi smiled but the sword intent in his hand became more and more fierce.
He... couldn't bear it anymore!
Fang Lin not only stole his beloved woman, but also insulted him and liked to show off!
"I can open the door to the Golden Bell Immortal Mansion!"
Fang Lin said calmly
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However, it fell into everyone's ears like a bomb.
Suddenly, all the cultivators who were fighting with the guards retreated and looked directly at Fang Lin.
Strangely enough, after everyone exited, the guards slowly dissipated like smoke.
Even the stone statues stopped in place.
The originally chaotic scene became quiet at this time.
Everyone's eyes fell on Fang Lin, with complicated expressions.
There are some who are skeptical, some who are disdainful, and some who are fanatical, just to name a few.
The most exciting one is undoubtedly Zhou Jing.
He was stunned at first, then a little doubtful, and finally his eyes were firm, thinking that Fang Lin was definitely bragging!
This is simply impossible!
Among the hundreds of cultivators present, which one is not stronger than Fang Lin?
However, none of them could break through the protection of the stone statue, but Fang Lin could?
What a liar!
After Zhou Jing thought about this clearly, he sneered: "You are a bad guy and you love to pretend, go to hell, you stupid guy!"
As he finished speaking, the silver sword in his hand suddenly thrust forward, pointing straight at Fang Lin's throat!
He never wanted to see Fang Lin's face again!
However!
Fang Lin did not dodge at all. He held his hands and looked at the flying cold light with a smile.
As soon as I saw it, the sharp sword was about to pierce Fang Lin's throat!
Sudden!
Ding!
A force came out of thin air, hit the silver sword, and made a crisp sound, forcing Zhou Jing back.
Not only that, the power passed through the silver sword and made Zhou Jing's mouth numb!
"who!"
Zhou Jing was so angry that he shouted loudly.
Anyone who prevents him from killing Fang Lin is making him his enemy!
"He can open the Immortal Mansion, but you can't kill him!"
A calm voice sounded, and a figure slowly walked out.
He has a slender figure, a stern face, and a head of yellow hair that makes him stand out among the crowd.
Particularly conspicuous.
Zhou Jing frowned when he saw the person coming.
The genius of Chaotian Sect, Huang He, is not inferior to him in strength!
Although the two of them have no friendship, they are both geniuses from the eight major sects, so they have naturally met each other.
"Brother Huang, he is lying to us, can't you see?"
Zhou Jing took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart, and said in a deep voice.
In fact, in Zhou Jing's heart, he has already sent greetings to all eighteen generations of Zhou Jing's ancestors.
How could there be such a stupid person?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Fang Lin is bragging!
Why can a four-star spirit body solve a problem that hundreds of cultivators cannot solve?
"Whether he's bragging or not, I want him to give it a try!"
Huang He had no expression on his face and said truthfully.
After the words fell, many cultivators behind him spoke.
"Young Master Huang is right. Since he said there is a way to open the gate to the Immortal Mansion, why not let him try it?"
"If he can really open the gate to the Immortal Mansion, Mr. Zhou, you can't kill him yet!"
"When he opens the door, it's not too late to kill him!"
"If he is unable to open the Immortal Mansion and plays tricks on us, we and you will kill this junior together!"
…
There are a lot of sounds.
To sum it up, there is only one sentence.
You can't kill him now!
However, these sounds were endlessly exciting to Zhou Jing's ears.
He squinted his eyes and said in a hoarse voice, as if his voice was squeezed out of his throat: "What if I insist on killing him?"
Sonorous!
As Zhou Jing's voice fell, countless cultivators showed their weapons and pointed at Zhou Jing.
What they said didn't even give me the slightest bit of face.
"If you dare to take action, I will destroy you forever!"
As the leader, Huang He directly said harsh words.
