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The secret fight between Elder Li Ding and Elder Hu Fei was a staring at him. Obviously, such things happen from time to time, at most, they just shake their heads and will not stop them.
Taboo, Elder Li Ding's taboo is clear in everyone's stomach, and they rarely mention it. In addition, Elder Li Ding has many friends in the inner sect, and the outer sect's elder dares to say anything, so Li Ding lets do it. This time, there were signs of things from the beginning, and Elder Hu Fei admired Lin Fei very much, so he added sand to Elder Li Ding's eyes.
Elder Li Ding proposed a gambling battle, and no one was surprised. Lin Fei clearly had a taboo when he told Elder Li Ding to be such a person.
Many elders secretly wondered whether they wanted to remind their disciples not to practice the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art. It would be no good to get involved in this cruel man Li Ding.
Hu Fei was full of anger in his heart and said to himself, "You are Li Ding, you are really bullying others too much, don't be shameless. I finally appreciate a disciple, but you are going to provoke me. Do you really think I'm afraid of you!"
For a long time, Hu Fei was quite disliked Li Ding, who was relying on his seniority, and even said he was extremely disgusted. For the sake of the elders of the outer sect, he had never cared much about it.
Now that Elder Li Ding wants to attack Lin Fei, how could Hu Fei not hear the smell? Then he is not the elder of the outer sect. In addition, Zhang Wanshan is Li Ding's beloved disciple, it is not difficult to get a result when they are connected.
Li Ding is going to take action again.
Hu Fei laughed instead of anger, "Elder Li, I heard that you have a "Fanyun Thousand Palms" on hand, a middle-grade mysterious skill in the yellow level. This elder likes it very much. If you use this middle-grade mysterious skill in the yellow level as a bet, I will promise to bet with you!"
Li Ding couldn't see any emotion on his face and smiled, "No problem, it's just a book called "Full Cloud Thousand Palms" that is useless to me. But I like your Thousand-Shaped Sword and a mid-grade ordinary soldier. Anyway, it's useless for you to put it on, so why not be a big shot?"
Thousand-head Sword, a medium-grade ordinary soldier!
Thousand Palms of Flipping Clouds! Yellow-level Mid-grade Mysterious Technique!
All the elders showed a look of shock on their faces, and a hint of greed flashed subconsciously across their faces. As elders, they were also very concerned about the magical weapons and weapons. They all knew the power of medium-grade ordinary soldiers. They did not expect that the bet would be higher than the medium-grade Xuan Gong and medium-grade ordinary soldiers.
This is a bit big.
"Elder Li has spoken. If I refuse, it is obviously unreasonable. I agree to the bet."
If it weren't for Li Ding's last words, Hu Fei had no intention of betting with Li Ding at all. He was all angry. He fought for a breath, and the Buddha fought for a stick of incense, and he couldn't even bow his head.
The two agreed to end and the bet was completed!
………
On the ring.
"Hehehehehehe!!!"
As soon as he got on the ring, Zhang Wanshan laughed loudly, and a powerful aura was like a mountain, suppressing it with lightning speed, as if he was about to press Lin Fei on the ring.
"Whoever is afraid of whom!"
Lin Fei snorted coldly, his eyes were like lightning, and his converging momentum rushed out, no longer suppressing it. He suddenly became like a long sword with a shocking momentum, slashing towards the majestic mountain.
The momentum confronts, and they fight together in an instant.
At this moment, whether it was Lin Fei or Zhang Wanshan, they regarded both sides as opponents, and neither of them was willing to fall behind. This was not only related to future status, but also to future families.
Zhang Wanshan wants to abolish Lin Fei and prevent him from becoming an enemy of the family. He also wants to prove it to everyone that a mere waste, even if he has great skills, he is still a waste.
Lin Fei’s purpose is very simple. He defeated Zhang Wanshan, stepped on the other party, transformed away all the resentment in his heart, and truly integrated into the Xuantian Continent, avoiding a series of troubles in the future.
The momentum of both sides rose and the battle began!
"Lin Fei, you did not disappoint me. In just three months, your strength has improved by leaps and bounds. No disciples in the eighth level of martial arts are your opponents. It is indeed surprising. This is also good. Senior brother doesn't want to bully his junior brother. It just happens that he will decide the outcome now!" Zhang Wanshan said lightly.
"Haha, I guess my senior brother is going to be disappointed. The junior brother is a mantis's life, and not everyone can beat him to death. But are you ready? Don't end up capsizing in the gutter!" Lin Fei sneered, his eyes pierced Zhang Wanshan, without giving in at all.
Zhang Wanshan laughed, "What an arrogant junior brother, no wonder he was kicked out by the Lin family as a waste. He dared to show off his words. Today, I not only want to destroy you, but also destroy your Lin family. In the five-year competition, your Lin family will disappear, and you will become worthless. Enjoy this last day that belongs to you!"
For some reason, Lin Fei was furious.
Lin family, Lin Fei, this fake, really has no idea, it feels very far away, like a chasm, and he said to himself, "I am worthy of being a disciple of the family. I want to use my Lin family to shake my mentality. Unfortunately, you don't know that I am just a fake!"
"Insult my Lin family, seeking death!"
The angry Lin Fei leaned forward, and suddenly rushed out like a leopard. He raised his hands with his left and right hands, and two sword lights were like rainbow lights, slashing up and down to Zhang Wanshan’s chest and lower abdomen. The sharp sword light seemed to be about to cut through the void. When it fell into the eyes of outsiders, Lin Fei seemed to be completely angry.
impulse!
Many people began to shake their heads. Lin Fei's calmness was completely out of reach.
Zhang Wanshan smiled. He couldn't control his cultivation skills. He was completely angry with just a few words. No matter how strong his strength is, what if he defeated the eighth level of martial arts disciples? I was still playing with it in my palms, but I still had to fall into my hands.
"Just this attack, break it for me!"
Zhang Wanshan casually pointed out two fingers, and two fingers of the Qi came out in response, with a relaxed and comfortable expression from the air.
Two sword lights hit the ground like glass, and were instantly pierced by two fingers, transforming away all attacks. This attack alone was better than ordinary eighth-level disciples of martial arts.
"Sure enough, some skills are enough, which makes me defeat it with absolute strength!"
Lin Fei cut out three sword lights with his left hand, slashing away the remaining power of the Gangqi as his fingers. He has always had no feelings for him. Even if he has an indestructible body, he still dared not look down on him. The Black Evil Sword fell on his hand and did not shed it. He raised his hand and slashed it straight.
"One knife and two pieces of cut!"
Lin Fei had a full blown sword with all his strength.
The sword light was like white light, and the danger was imminent, and the air was immediately cut by one or two pieces.
The sword was immediately shocked!
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Chapter completed!