Yu Wushuang looked at He Fan who was blocking Lin Fan, her face changed slightly, her eyes flashed twice, and finally she put down her hand and said slowly: "He Fan Hall is doing everything she wants, but she didn't expect she still has time to come to Zhanfeng.
It seems that you really value this disciple."
He Fan said in a stiff tone: "I treat everyone equally with me. Although Xiao Fan has not been in the school for a long time, he is my disciple. It is my business for him to discipline him. I will not worry about it."
"Hahaha!" Yu Wushuang laughed a few times and said, "The Lord Hefan misunderstood. I absolutely have no intention of interfering in the business. However, your disciple has just started and seems to have no idea what to respect senior brother or what to do.
Respect teachers and elders. I just let him understand some simple truths.”
Hefan shook his hand and said in a deep voice: "Yu Wushuang, I asked Elder Shi Yin to come over to let you investigate Xiaofan, not to make things difficult for you, nor to let you kill him! If I hadn't arrived in time just now, I'm afraid I'm
This disciple died under your sword. Do you need to give me a reasonable explanation for this?"
Yu Wushuang shrugged and said, "This is a misunderstanding. As your disciple Lin Fan said just now, there is no eyebrow in the sword. When you really fight, who can guarantee that you can stand it? What's more, Lin Fan
Aren't you dead?"
"It seems that you have not only practiced swords over the years, but also practiced your face at the same time. This face is really thick." He Fan said sarcastically.
Yu Wushuang's face suddenly became gloomy.
Since becoming a true disciple, no one has dared to talk to him like this.
"Hefan, I respect you as an elder, so I am tolerant of you. But if you really feel that I am afraid of you, then you are very wrong!" Yu Wushuang narrowed his eyes and the sharp sword intent swept out.
It appeared as countless blue sword blades, and flew towards Hefan.
Hefan's face also darkened, and he immediately stomped his toes on the ground.
With a "bang", a circle of air waves spread rapidly, and then a tornado was swept around Hefan.
The next moment.
The blue sword blade has arrived.
Bombing on the tornado.
Suddenly, a "ding-ding-dang-dang" sound came from the sound.
Countless blue sword blades hit the tornado, but they were unable to break through and disintegrate one after another.
Soon, all the blue blades were shattered outside the tornado.
But the tornado was not affected much.
He Fan thought of it, and removed the tornado. He looked at Yu Wushuang coldly and said, "Yu Wushuang, if you want to fight me, you have to practice for a few years."
Yu Wushuang's mouth twitched twice.
A surprise flashed in his eyes.
Originally, Yu Wushuang didn't take He Fan seriously at all.
Those who serve as hall masters are basically people with limited talent. Perhaps they can only stop at the supreme level throughout their lives and cannot reach a higher level. They simply give up their practice and start to accept disciples and teach in the management of the sect.
Door.
In contrast, the talent and achievement limit of true disciples are far beyond that of the hall master.
Therefore, many true disciples actually despise the masters.
The same is true for Yu Wushuang.
Apart from the hall masters in the front part of the Jiange, he really doesn't like other hall masters.
What's more, Hefan is only the lord of the Thirteenth Branch Hall, and is ranked low among the lords of Jiange Hall Hall, and even joins the Dharma Eye of Yu Wushuang.
But when the two really fought, Yu Wushuang realized that Hefan's strength was so strong!
I'm afraid he has reached the supreme peak, and his cultivation is enough to be comparable to the top masters of Jiange.
"Master Hefan, you hide it so deeply." Yu Wushuang said in a slightly hoarse voice.
Seeing that Hefan had such strength, he already knew that things could not be done today.
He Fan smiled slightly and said, "I have never hidden my weaknesses, but you have never seen me directly, so naturally I don't know my strength."
"hehe……"
Yu Wushuang smiled, then changed the subject and asked, "Master Hefan, I don't know what you think about the fact that the master intends to accept Lin Fan as his disciple?"
Hefan said, "Xiaofan is the decision of this matter himself, so I don't need to look at it."
Yu Wushuang glanced at Lin Fan and said, "Lin Fan just now gave the face of his master in public. If the master knew about it, he would definitely feel displeased. I wonder, as his current master, should you persuade him.
He immediately apologized to avoid mistakes when there is still a chance."
After saying that, Yu Wushuang's mouth raised slightly, showing a calm smile.
He wanted to see if Lin Fan didn't listen to his master's words!
But Hefan's answer surprised Yu Wushuang.
He Fan said: "Although Xiaofan is my disciple, I believe that he has his own opinions. If I am a master, I will not interfere too much in the disciple's choice. No matter what decision he makes, I will support it."
Then, He Fan turned his head and looked at Lin Fan and said loudly: "Xiao Fan, what do you think? Don't worry, if you have a good teacher, no one can threaten you."
This was said to Lin Fan and deliberately said to Yu Wushuang.
Lin Fan looked at He Fan and felt quite touched. He took a deep breath and said, "Master, the disciple believes that he is not at fault in what he did today, so naturally he does not apologize. As for Elder Yin's appreciation, Lin
I am grateful for everything, but I still stick to my true heart.”
Although Lin Fan was severely injured and his voice was very weak, his words were deafening, like thunder and roar!
"good!"
After hearing Lin Fan's words, He Fan's eyes lit up, and a hint of praise flashed in his eyes, and he said, "I am worthy of being my disciple!"
Then, Hefan looked at Yu Wushuang again and said, "Yu Wushuang, please come back. I will deal with the matter here."
"Haha, OK, it's very good." Yu Wushuang nodded with a blue face, looked at Lin Fan deeply, and said, "I have recorded what happened today. Lin Fan, I hope you won't regret it.
.”
After saying that, Yu Wushuang left with her sleeves.
With Yu Wushuang's departure, it basically means that Lin Fan has no hope of joining Elder Yin's sect.
However, Lin Fan is not interested either.
As the saying goes, "The phoenix cannot fly out of the chicken coop." Yu Wushuang is like this, and his master, Elder Yin, is probably not much better.
If Lin Fan really worships such a person, he will not be happy.
It was just that he offended the true disciple Yu Wushuang and even offended Elder Yin, which would indeed cause a lot of trouble in the future, which was quite a headache for Lin Fan.
"Xiao Fan, this is a special healing medicine for this sect. Take it quickly." He Fan threw a medicine bottle to Lin Fan.
"Thank you, Master."
Lin Fan did not feel pretentious, so he opened the medicine bottle, took the elixir inside, and then used the Hongmeng Founding Art to start healing his wounds.
Mu Tianhan, Chu Ling'er and others all ran up.
Everyone looked at Lin Fan with some concern.
Although his injuries were serious, everyone knew that Lin Fan was not only a sword cultivator, but also a physical cultivator. This kind of skin trauma was not a big problem for him.
What really worries everyone is Yu Wushuang!
It is definitely not a good thing for anyone to make a true disciple hold a grudge.
Hefan looked at Qin Yu and asked coldly: "Qin Yu, what else do you have to say?"
Qin Yu smiled and said, "Today's competition, my disciples of the Knife Pavilion lost. However, this competition is just an appetizer. The real dish depends on the sword competition. Master Hefan, let's go.
, say goodbye."
After saying that, Qin Yu waved his hand and said loudly: "Go!"
Afterwards, many disciples of the Saber Pavilion left with Qin Yu.
Wu Dalang's back is quite lonely.
Losing to Lin Fan, he, the disciple of the second cabinet of the Sword Pavilion, was completely defeated.
In the sword pavilion, Wu Dalang could no longer raise his head.