Because of the commotion caused by Jiang Fan, there is now a mixed crowd in the Sword Worship Villa, either for magic weapons, fame and wealth, or the way in their hearts.
The scum of the world and the celebrities in the martial arts all gathered here.
The moment Jiang Hu appeared in a wheelchair, he instantly caught everyone's attention.
"Double black and white evil spirits, let everyone in.'
With a calm word, the black and white demons immediately retreated into the sword pool, and in a few breaths they came to Jiang Fan's side. The miscellaneous fish that had been blocked out before also swarmed in.
When he saw the peerless sword in Jiang Fan's hand, he thought it was a peerless magic weapon, and his eyes were extremely hot.
Jiang Fan was a little disappointed.
Today's Feng Yun, Duan Lang, and Jian Tan are all innate mid-level cultivation. As for those who enter the dragon set later, they are some acquired warriors.
The strongest one at the moment is Tianjian Wuming, followed by Sword Master Dugujian. Without attracting old monsters like Emperor Shitian and Xiao Sanxiao, Jiang Fan is a little uninterested.
[Forget it, no matter how small a mosquito is, it is still meat.]
Jiang Fan thought of this.
Duan Lang, who was holding a long sword, was the first to stand up. He had not been beaten by society yet. Duan Lang liked to be in the limelight and said loudly: "Are you the Divine Gu Wenhuang? Hand over the magic weapon. I will dominate the martial arts in the future. It will be inevitable."
Your benefits.
"Are you Duan Lang?"
Jiang Fan took a look to confirm the other party's identity.
Although it is the TV series version of Fengyun, there are still some differences in the characters. At least Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang all look younger than in the TV series.
"That's right. If you recognize me, I guess you have a good vision."
Duanlang said: "I
"Don't talk yet."
Jiang Fan interrupted Duan Lang's speech, glanced at the crowd, placed the peerless sword across the handle of the wheelchair, held a feather fan lightly, and said casually: "I'll give you a chance, let's go together!" As soon as these words came out,
There was silence in Jianchi.
Even Wuming and Juggernaut were stunned for a moment. This madman came out of nowhere and was so brave. 2
Wuming suddenly understood why the other party made a wheelchair!
moment.
"Arrogant!"
"Look down on us and seek death."
"Humph, you dare to be so arrogant even if your leg is broken. You really don't know how to live or die."
"Let me chop him to death.'
Jiang Fan's words were like a dynamite barrel being lit.
Noisy shouts and curses echoed one after another in the sword pool.
These people in the world had little cultural accomplishment, and they would fight each other with swords whenever they disagreed. Immediately, many people pointed their swords at Jiang Fan. If they were not afraid of the black and white evil spirits around Jiang Fan, someone would have already rushed to kill him.
The black and white evil spirits stood on both sides of Jiang Fan like door gods. Except for some blood stains on their bodies, there were no injuries.
Mrs. Ao and Ao Tian who came next stood outside and did not enter. These were all arranged by Jiang Fan in advance.
They have absolute confidence in the divine Gu Wenhuang and feel at ease as a crowd.
"Everyone, please be patient."
Wuming, who had the world in mind, stood up.
Unfortunately, some people didn't buy it and shouted: "Who are you? Why should we listen to you?"
He has lived in seclusion without a name for more than twenty years. Although there are still legends about him in the world, no one among the younger generation knows his appearance.
Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duan Lang and others also didn't know Wuming, but they could sense that Wuming was extremely powerful, so they didn't speak.
“Noisy.’
Dugu Jian casually waved his sword, and the sword energy was criss-crossing, drawing several criss-cross sword marks on the ground of the sword pool.
His temper is not as good as that of Wuming. He only cares about the sword and is very proud. As his chosen opponent, how can Wuming let these bastards be humiliated.
"What a strong sword spirit.'
"It's the Holy Spirit Sword Technique, you are the Sword Master."
Jian Tan's character was not good, but he still had good eyesight and recognized Dugu Jian at a glance.
Then he looked at Wuming, but Wuming had already become one with nature and returned to his original nature. He just felt that it was unfathomable, but he did not immediately think of Wuming.
After all, there are rumors in the world that Wuming has been dead for many years.
"It's actually Dugu Sword Master!'
"This is trouble!'
A person's name, a tree's shadow.
The name of the Sword Master is known to everyone in the world. He is a veteran master and the number one swordsman after the death of Wuming.
With Dugu Jian here, they have no hope of winning the magic weapon.
Dugu Jian ignored the others and looked at Jiang Fan with burning eyes. He was surprised to find that he couldn't see through the other person.
This was the second person besides Wu Ming that he couldn't see through.
"Whatever you can do, show it to me in front of me."
Dugu Jian stepped forward with one step. There was no sword in his hand, but his whole body was sharp and sharp.
Jiang Fan shook his head slightly: "You'd better come together. I know the temperament of you people in the world very well. It's better to make a decision once and for all to save trouble. Although I am just a weak scholar, you don't need to be merciful just because I am disabled.
There is no need to worry about the morality of the world, no matter how many people come, I will use one move."
This is completely a map cannon.
Suddenly, the crowd was excited.
Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng looked at each other and both felt that "God Gu Wenhuang" was in need of a fight.
It’s okay to look down on the miscellaneous fish behind you, but you actually dare to talk to the sword master like this. Do you have absolute confidence, or do you really want to die?
"Huh, young people don't know how high the sky is and how high the sky is.
Men are the creatures that cannot withstand provocation the most, especially a proud man like Dugu Jian. Their eyes met and he was about to use his killing move.
As soon as he raised his hand, Dugu Jian suddenly felt that the internal energy in his body was in chaos and he was completely weak. Under the influence of his power, he was suddenly hit by a backlash and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of old blood.
"Brother Dugu!"
Seeing this, Wuming raised his hand to help Dugujian, but as soon as he touched Dugujian, Wuming felt his hands and feet weak, and he and Dugujian fell to the ground.
Dugu Jian looked at Jiang Fan: "When did you poison me?"
"When I asked you to come together, I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't use it.
While Jiang Fan was talking.
"Wow!"
There was a sound of weapons falling.
In the sword pool, one by one, they all felt weak and collapsed on the ground. The originally noisy sword pool suddenly became quiet.
Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duan Lang and others could not escape.
"You actually poisoned me, how despicable!"
Duan Lang looked at Jiang Fan angrily, with a look of shock on his face.
He had no idea when he was poisoned, and the poison was so weird that it made him weak and unable to move, leaving him to be slaughtered.
"God Gu Wenhuang, if you have the ability to show off with me in an upright and dignified manner."
Bu Jingyun didn't look angry. He didn't expect that in his wise life, he would stumble at Jianjian Villa.
"God Gu Wenhuang, you'd better let us go. If you dare to poison us, we will be attacked by heroes from all over the world."
Some unknown sidekick screamed
Wuming didn't say anything, and tried to use Qigong to drive away the poison, but the more he exercised, the more poisonous it became, so he could only stop immediately with a wry smile on his face.
The majestic Heavenly Sword Wuming didn’t expect to overturn as soon as he came out of the mountain!
"Since we know that my name is God Gu Wenhuang, I am good at poison. How can I compete with you guys in a sword duel without using poison?"
Jiang Fan shook his feather fan: "If you want a fair fight, you can. Emperor Wen always treats people with sincerity. As long as you are willing to cut off your legs and compete with me in a wheelchair, Emperor Wen will be happy to accompany you."
This time, Bu Jingyun also shut up!
You can't really cut off your legs and compete with your opponent to see who can push the wheelchair faster, right?
Jiang Fan is very aware of the urinary nature of these people in the world. They are all pretentious and can't just say good things. It is better to knock them all down and then convince others with their virtues.
He doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to make friends.