The inner female disciple of the elixir shop had a look of surprise on her face, and then she said with a cheerful smile: "Oh, it's a waste elixir? I'm really sorry for you. The elixirs refined this time are in short supply, and only these waste elixirs are left.
It’s a pill. But it’s not impossible to use it. Even though it’s a waste pill, it still has medicinal properties, and you can also use it as a cultivation resource.”
"Junior sister, I advise you not to be carried away by hatred. Playing with the sect's rules is a privilege possessed by the best among the chief disciples. You, an inner disciple of the elixir shop, do not have that qualification."
Cai Hexuan said coldly, this time it was really unbearable, and he really wanted to slap the female disciple in front of him to death.
"Brother, what do you mean by this?" The female disciple raised her head slightly and said with a look of disdain: "I have already said that there is a shortage of elixirs this time, and only these useless elixirs are left. If you don't want it, you can do it.
Just give it up and leave. Besides, it would be great if you can get the waste elixir, what else do you want?"
After receiving the elixir, the other disciples were about to leave, but now they all stopped, waiting to watch the show.
"Give us the elixir we deserve."
Xiao Fan spoke, his voice was very calm, and no fluctuation could be heard.
"Want good elixirs?" The female disciple of the inner sect of the elixir shop laughed, reached out and took out a few bottles of good elixirs from her arms, and said: "It's not that there are no good elixirs, but these are my personal belongings.
, if you really want it, I can’t give it to you.”
"What do you want?"
Xiao Fan looked at the female disciple.
"You!" The female disciple pointed at Xiao Fan, curled her lips and said, "Kneel down and respectfully call me senior sister three times. When I feel good, I might give you alms, ha ha ha!"
After the female disciple finished speaking, she giggled, looking very proud of herself.
"Who do you think you are!"
Xiao Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and a cold light shot out.
Everyone was stunned at this drink, and then burst into laughter.
"Hey, the great genius of our sect is angry. I wonder if the consequences will be serious?"
Someone at Zixia Peak laughed loudly.
"Little junior brother."
Cai Hexuan pulled Xiao Fan's clothes corner to ask him to hold back.
However, Xiao Fan couldn't bear it. He turned around and looked at the person who spoke, and said lightly: "You will know if it is serious or not."
The disciple of Zixia Peak suddenly changed his expression, his face was gloomy, and his eyes were full of sneers. Although he was an outer disciple, he had also entered the realm of a warrior not long ago, and as a person from the main peak of Zixia, he felt that he had
With such a sense of superiority, how could he endure Xiao Fan's counterattack.
The other disciples at Shenquan Peak, Baizhan Peak, and Zixia Main Peak were holding their hands, waiting for a good show to come. Most of the female disciples at Chu Xiufeng and Cihang Peak frowned, and they couldn't stand this.
It was a bullying behavior, but they didn't stop it. After all, no one wanted to offend the people on Zixia Peak.
"You really think you are a genius. A person with no martial soul and no attributes is a waste. Today I am here to teach you a lesson and let you know what it means to be a man of heaven and earth!"
The outer disciple from Zixia Peak walked over step by step with a sneer on his face.
"How dare an outer disciple act wildly!"
Cai Hexuan walked out from Xiao Fan and blocked Xiao Fan behind him.
"Brother, I will do it myself."
Xiao Fan walked out from behind Cai Hexuan and gave him a reassuring look. Thinking that Xiao Fan was now a warrior, Cai Hexuan pondered for a moment and then said no more.
"Let's take a look at the genius's methods. It's better not to be beaten until we cry for father and mother, hahaha!"
An inner disciple at Zixia Main Peak made a sarcastic comment.
Xiao Fan walked to the center of the outer courtyard and stood there, calm as a mountain, watching the outer disciple approach step by step.
"Qiang!"
The long sword was unsheathed, and the cold light was threatening. The outer disciples from Zixia Main Peak drew their swords and thrust them, using Zixia sword skills, they stabbed Xiao Fan's throat.
Everyone was shocked, this move was too cruel, it was a fatal blow, and there was no regard for the friendship between the same sect.
"Junior brother, be careful!"
Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng exclaimed that Zixia's swordsmanship was a superior swordsmanship with great power. Although this outer disciple could only dance, it still worried them.
Xiao Fan still didn't move. He stood there like a statue, but every part of his body could be used for defense, and his mind was empty.
"call out!"
There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the tip of the sword with cold light pierced Xiao Fan's throat, less than a foot away.
At this moment, Xiao Fan moved. In an instant, he burst out with surprising speed. He stepped forward, moved sideways, avoided the sword, and flicked his finger at the same time.
"Ding!"
The long sword trembled, deviated from the direction, and almost fell off the outer disciple's hand. The next second, Xiao Fan rose into the air, bent his right leg, and hit the outer disciple's jaw hard with his knee.
"puff!"
A puff of blood spurted out, and the outer disciple flew backwards. The moment he landed, Xiao Fan rushed towards him like an arrow and stepped on his face.
"boom!!"
The outer disciple of Zixia Peak landed on the ground, causing a burst of smoke and dust. Xiao Fan stepped on his face with his right foot, deforming the face and sticking it tightly to the cold bluestone ground.
At this moment, the whole outer courtyard could hear needles, and everyone opened their eyes wide. Is this a waste material? If it is not a waste material, he has a martial spirit with no attributes. If it is a waste material, he can not use any
The martial arts skills perfectly defeated the Zixia swordsmanship of the outer disciples of Zixia main peak.
"Ah!" the outer disciple yelled, not willing to accept such a result, being trampled under his feet, feeling extremely humiliated.
"Let me go, trash, let me go!"
He roared, he roared.
Xiao Fan's eyes turned cold, he raised his foot slightly and kicked it out suddenly.
"boom!"
The body of the outer disciple flew three meters away, and there was a sound of bone cracking, followed by a painful cry. With this kick, Xiao Fan broke three of his ribs.
"Very good, let me try your method!"
An inner sect disciple walked out of the Zixia main peak. It was the person who had been sarcastic just now. He was about eighteen years old, wearing the sect's identity attire. He slowly pulled out his sword, pointed the tip of the sword to the ground, and advanced towards him step by step.
Xiao Fan.
"Junior brother has just started, and you, an inner disciple who has been practicing for several years, have the nerve to draw your sword and take action!"
Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng took a few steps forward and stood side by side with Xiao Fan. This inner disciple has a cultivation level of the fifth level of the warrior realm, which is much higher than Xiao Fan.
"Second Senior Brother, Third Senior Brother, I know you want to protect me, but you can protect me for a while, but you can't protect me forever. I appreciate your kindness. I'd better deal with this inner disciple of Zixia Peak by myself.
"
Xiao Fan said this, his calm voice, calm expression, and calm eyes surprised everyone. In such a situation, how many people can be as calm as Xiao Fan?
"Junior brother..."
Cai Hexuan and Zhang Peng opened their mouths, wanting to say something, but all the words were swallowed back in their stomachs. As Xiao Fan said, if they can protect him for a while, can they protect him for a lifetime? All difficulties, everything still need him
Face it yourself. Adversity often makes people grow better.
"You have the guts! I just don't know if I really have the backbone or if I just want to show off my strength and stand out!"
The disciple from the inner sect of Zixia Main Peak sneered, shook his arm, and attacked Xiao Fan. The long sword swished in his hand, bringing out a wisp of cold light, and quickly attacked Xiao Fan's throat, shoulders and heart. The angle of the sword was tricky, half an inch.
No mercy, like a life and death fight.
"Roar!"
Xiao Fan stepped forward to meet the enemy and punched out with both fists, accompanied by the roar of a tiger. The tiger-shaped fist was supplemented by the tiger-walking and leopard-leap technique, which was as fast as the wind and moved like thunder.
"Qiang, Qiang, Qiang!"
Xiao Fan had quick eyesight and quick hands, and every punch hit the opponent's sword, making a crisp metal tremble. However, the opponent's sword did not deviate at all, and almost stabbed Xiao Fan's body several times.
There is a huge difference in strength. The opponent's strength is too strong. Compared with Xiao Fan, it is almost impossible to open the sword with the power of his fists.
The disciples who originally had the attitude of watching a good show became nervous at this moment, watching Xiao Fan fight with the inner disciples of Zixia Peak. The two exchanged dozens of moves, seemingly evenly matched. However, Xiao Fan gradually
In bad situation.
A person with a low-level martial spirit actually has such strength and the ability to reverse attacks. If the inner disciples of Zixia Peak were not so much higher, they would definitely be defeated by Xiao Fan in this battle. This made everyone
People can't believe it.
"Fortunately, this person has a low-level martial spirit, which limits his development. In the future, he will be restrained when he uses his true energy to fight against the enemy. Otherwise, it would be difficult for anyone at the same level to suppress him."
Many disciples thought this way in their hearts. At the same time, they also understood why the peak masters of various pulses were competing for each other in the first place. Only now that they saw each other did they realize that Xiao Fan was indeed extremely talented.
"Ding!"
Xiao Fan closed his palms together and clamped the opponent's sword between his hands. The inner disciple of Zixia Peak's eyes were cold, and the true energy in his body was shocked and transferred to the sword. The long sword buzzed and penetrated from Xiao Fan's palms.
Pass, stab directly between the eyebrows.
Xiao Fan's pupils shrank, he leaned back suddenly, raised his foot and kicked the opponent's wrist.
The inner disciple of Zixia Peak drew his sword and ducked, with his toes on the ground a little, his whole body rose into the air, spinning rapidly in the air, and the sword blade moved downwards.
"puff!"
Xiao Fan's abdomen immediately burst open, and blood spattered out. A three-inch long gash appeared there, and flesh and blood flew out.
At the same time, Xiao Fan endured the pain and did not retreat. He rushed forward like a cheetah and punched the opponent in the chest.
The inner disciples of Zixia Peak were unable to react in time. Unexpectedly, Xiao Fan's first reaction at this time was not to retreat, but to attack instead.
"boom!"
This punch was so powerful that the inner disciple flew backwards. After landing, he stepped back a few steps before regaining his balance. A stream of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.
As soon as he stabilized his body, the inner disciple didn't stop for even a moment, and came at him again with a long sword in hand. As he swung the long sword, the shadow of the sword came out, sealing Xiao Fan's surroundings.
Xiao Fan raised his arms, spread out his body skills, and struck out the shadowless palm. There was a loud noise all around, and several palm shadows appeared. It was unclear which ones were real and which ones were fake.
"boom!!"
The sword shadow collided with the palm shadow and exploded at the same time. In the end, only a palm and a sword were left.