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Chapter 939 The master decides for you

In a dilapidated courtyard.

Ling Kuan stood with his sword in his hand.

Opposite him, the short young man held a long knife in his hand.

Ji Hu, who was not far away, would look at Zhang Shengli and the two from time to time.

Especially looking at Lin Lan.

It seemed like he was about to eat a piece of each other, and he would lick his lips from time to time.

The long knife is covered with flames, which is somewhat similar to the Flame Palm that Zhang Shengli obtained before.

But there are differences.

This short young man was very careful as he walked around Ling Kuan.

Ling Kuan had a smile on his face.

"Master, can senior brother beat me?"

Lin Lan moved from Zhang Shengli's left to his right, deliberately letting the other person block Ji Hu's gaze, and asked with some worry.

"Whether you can beat it or not, you have to fight it to know." After saying that, he glanced into the sky in the distance again.

At this time, in the mid-air, behind the clouds.

A flying monster hovered there silently, with two middle-aged people, a man and a woman, standing on its back.

As long as the opponent doesn't take action, Zhang Shengli is not in a hurry.

No matter if they are friends or foes, just watch them. As long as you don't offend yourself, it will be easy to talk about.

call!

At this moment, the short young man seemed to have grasped Ling Kuan's frustration and suddenly attacked him from behind.

The flame on the long knife in his hand suddenly lengthened by one meter and struck Ling Kuan.

"Well done!"

Ling Kuan laughed.

Now he has changed his fighting style from the past.

The long sword was inserted directly into the ground. Without leaving the sword, his hands flew out feet first, narrowly avoiding this slash.

Then, he drew the sword with both hands, and the big sword was slowly drawn out from the ground.

The moment his feet landed on the ground, he suddenly pulled out the sword with both hands and slashed at the opponent.

The sword has no edge, but it is a heavyweight weapon.

It was just a sword. Although it did not hit the short young man, it left a deep gap in front of the opponent.

The short young man was a little dumbfounded.

He did not expect that Ling Kuan's sword would be so domineering.

Although it hit him, it also caused him to fall into the gap.

However, just when he let out a sigh of relief, Ling Kuan struck with his sword again.

It landed directly on the young man's body, and his body immediately flew backwards and flew directly out of the courtyard.

It's better to say that it's splitting than shooting.

Although this is a Sangui zone, it is also very close to the Fire Sect.

During the handover between the two sects, if the disciples of the Fiery Fire Sect were killed here, it would inevitably cause a war between the two sects.

Now that his father's soul has not recovered from damage, it is naturally impossible for him to cause such big trouble to Fengxing Sect.

"Brother!"

Ji Hu quickly ran out of the hospital.

Where can I worry about making trouble for others?

If his senior brother had an accident, he would not be able to escape responsibility.

At this time, in the clouds, above the monster.

"Why is Kuan'er so rude now?" The middle-aged woman frowned slightly, seeming a little worried.

"He said in the letter that he had a master. Maybe he learned all these things from his master."

The middle-aged man's face was not good-looking, he was a little pale, and his speech was a little lackluster.

"Master? The person who is with that girl Lin Lan?" The middle-aged woman frowned slightly: "I'm not talking about you. He came out to perform a mission and found a companion. He couldn't find anyone. He had to go to this girl."

"What's wrong with her?" The middle-aged man was slightly startled.

"This girl has a bad reputation in the sect, and she has a good face. What if..."

"snort!"

The middle-aged man snorted coldly: "It doesn't matter if others in the sect gossip, do you believe it?

Lin Lan, this girl, joined the sect since she was a child and has been following her master and rarely interacts with outsiders.

Why didn't anyone say bad things about her before? Isn't it because the junior sister was assassinated and he was the only one left in their class?

If her master was still here, would anyone still make irresponsible remarks?

The disciples of the sect are talking nonsense, why have you fallen into the cliché?"

Ling Kuan's mother looked a little ugly after being severely criticized by her husband.

"Let's not talk about this girl, let's talk about his current master.

Look at his clothes, what does he look like? There are so many elders in the sect, who wouldn’t want to accept him as a disciple, and who wouldn’t be better than this one?”

"Judging people by their appearance, is this what you have learned over the years? You also saw Kuan'er's fighting style just now.

Has he been able to do this before? He can defeat Xiantian with one move. Which elder in the sect can teach such a disciple in a short period of time?"

Ling's mother opened her mouth, not wanting to continue this topic, but asked: "Then why did you bring me here, other than to meet Kuan'er?"

The middle-aged man took a deep breath: "Kuan'er said in his letter that his master is also an alchemist, and the elixir he concocted can repair my injuries.

I don’t know anything about elixirs, so I called you back to help me with my eyes."

"Is it him? The alchemist?" Ling's mother glanced down.

Although he couldn't see clearly, the other party's attire couldn't be compared to that of a wealthy alchemist.

The middle-aged man also frowned slightly.

As the leader of a sect, he has naturally met many alchemists.

But which one of these alchemists is not extremely visionary? Which one is not extremely rich?

As they walked on the road, although their strength was not very high, there were always powerful warriors around them.

"No matter what happens, let's go down and take a look before we talk!"

At this time, inside the courtyard.

Ling Kuan was a little proud.

"Master, how's it going? Is your performance okay this time?"

Zhang Shengli shook his head: "It's not bad!"

"Ah? This is just make-shift, isn't it?" Ling Kuan didn't receive any praise from Zhang Shengli, and he seemed a little unhappy.

Lin Lan, who was on the side, laughed and came to his side.

"The master said it's okay, but it's not bad. It's better than before."

After she explained this, Ling Kuan finally felt much better.

However, at this moment, there was a roar of a beast in the air.

Then, a big bird fell from the sky, like a dark cloud, covering the sky and the earth.

"father!"

Ling Kuan looked up and smiled immediately.

Lin Lan originally had a smile on her face, but at this moment, the smile disappeared and she moved closer to Zhang Shengli.

The careless Ling Kuan may not have noticed this small move, but Zhang Shengli saw it clearly.

"What? His father is very fierce?" Zhang Shengli laughed: "Don't worry, you are my apprentice now. There is nothing to be afraid of. At worst, we will not stay in this sect anymore."

However, Lin Lan shook her head: "No, my uncle is very nice."

"Then why are you so afraid? I can see that this kid is interested in you.

You don’t have to have any psychological burden. If you like it, go after it. If you can’t catch it, you can rob it. The master will make all the decisions for you.”

"master!"

At this moment, Lin Lan's eyes turned red and her mouth opened. She did not speak again, but looked at the two people who jumped off the big bird.


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