The bluestone beneath his feet was instantly hit by Zhang Jinglong's knee, causing spider web-like cracks to appear.
But that's not all.
Zhang Jinglong's waist suddenly bent, and he had to hold his hands on the ground to barely withstand the terrifying pressure.
His entire face was swollen the color of pig liver, veins popped out on his forehead and neck, and his arms were shaking uncontrollably.
"Are you convinced based on this?" Lin Fan looked at Zhang Jinglong and asked.
"I, I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"
Zhang Jinglong felt aggrieved in his heart and roared with difficulty: "Lin, Mr. Lin! How could you be so unreasonable! I am the Wuji Sect, worshiped by the Wuji Sect, you, you can't do this to me!"
"Reason? Sometimes, speaking with fists is more effective than speaking with reason." Lin Fan said lightly, and then pressed down with his right hand.
Zhang Jinglong immediately bent his arms and fell directly to the ground. His head smashed another bluestone slab, and his whole face was buried under the gravel slab. He couldn't speak anymore if he wanted to.
Like a dead dog.
At this time, Zhang Jinglong suddenly regretted it.
I'm so stupid, really.
I originally thought that Lin Fan would admire me as a courageous and eloquent person and extend an olive branch to me, as written in the novel. Unexpectedly... the novels are all lies!
Lin Fan easily suppressed the master of peak transformation with a flip of his hand. This move not only showed his unfathomable terrifying strength, but also demonstrated his tough attitude to everyone.
Although violence is not the best way to solve the problem, it is definitely the fastest way.
"I emphasize once again that everyone must abide by the sect rules. Violators will be severely punished!" Lin Fan glanced around and asked slowly: "I've finished speaking, who agrees and who disagrees?"
Everyone bowed their heads and did not dare to speak.
Yue Wujiang also lowered his head, his face gloomy, his hands hidden under his sleeves clenched into fists so tightly that his finger joints turned white.
Zhang Jinglong is Yue Wujiang's old friend, and he has a clear label, but now he is ruthlessly suppressed by Lin Fan. This is equivalent to a slap in Yue Wujiang's face.
What can Yue Wujiang do?
He had no doubt that if he had been the one to oppose Lin Fan, his fate would not be any better than Zhang Jinglong's.
Yue Wujiang still had some understanding of Lin Fan's character.
Although he is usually very kind to everyone and has no airs, he is definitely not a soft-hearted person. When it is time to be cruel, he is really merciless.
"We respectfully respect Mr. Lin's order!"
Tian Bogang, Cai Xuan, Wu Fenglang, as well as Cao Meng and other powerful gods who had signed a contract with Lin Fan, all clasped their fists and shouted in response.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lin. From now on, we will fully assist Hall Master Sun, standardize the behavior of fellow sects, purify the sect's atmosphere, and work together to build a better Wuji Sect!" Wu Fenglang clenched his fists and said as if he was taking an oath.
"Yes, we will spare no effort and fully support it."
"What Brother Wu said is absolutely true."
At this time, it was natural that there would be no shortage of flatterers, and everyone expressed their loyalty one after another.
As a result, nearly half of the powerful gods in the Wuji Sect are clearly on Lin Fan's side. As long as the remaining people are not stupid and understand the current situation, there will naturally be no more short-sighted people jumping out.
Add to the blockage.
Yue Wujiang grinned and said, "Mr. Lin, don't worry, from now on, if anyone dares to violate the sect's rules, I will be the first to refuse!"
At this time, what else can he do besides agree?
"That's good." Lin Fan nodded with satisfaction.
"Mr. Lin, this... Zhang Jinglong just made a quick statement, please ask Mr. Lin to let him go." Yue Wujiang begged Lin Fan.
Lin Fan glanced at Yue Wujiang coldly.
Yue Wujiang suddenly looked away in panic.
However, Lin Fan didn't say anything and slowly regained his momentum.
The pressure on Zhang Jinglong suddenly disappeared and he jumped up from the ground.
His face was gray, his whole body looked very embarrassed, and his face was even more ugly, as if he had eaten a lump of Rexiang.
Tens of thousands of eyes on the field focused on Zhang Jinglong, and he just felt ashamed to death.
Zhang Jinglong is a veteran and powerful person who has been famous in Kunlun Immortal World for a long time. It has been hundreds of years since he reached the peak of becoming gods. No matter where he goes, he is treated with courtesy and respected by others. How can he ever feel so aggrieved?
True social death.
"Zhang Jinglong, are you convinced now?" Yue Wujiang glared at Zhang Jinglong and asked in a serious tone.
As he spoke, he winked at Zhang Jinglong, for fear that this man would lose his mind and try to commit suicide.
Zhang Jinglong's eyes almost burst into flames, the corners of his mouth twitched twice, his chest heaved violently, and he exhaled very heavily.
No matter how you look at it, you look like you are about to rise up and resist.
Yue Wujiang was still worried that he would do something stupid.
As a result, the next moment, Zhang Jinglong's head drooped, he held his fist and said angrily: "I accept it, I accept it."
"Mr. Lin, Zhang Gongfeng has already accepted the offer." Yue Wujiang looked at Lin Fan and said with a smile.
"Um."
Lin Fan nodded lightly.
In this way, no one will have any opinions anymore.
It's just that no one saw Zhang Jinglong with his head lowered and a look of resentment on his face.
Of course, no one saw it except Lin Fan.
It's just that Lin Fan didn't expose it.
He wanted to see what Zhang Jinglong could do when he lost his mind. As long as he could regulate his emotions, if Zhang Jinglong dared to do something stupid, Lin Fan would definitely not mind getting rid of him completely.
At this time, suddenly the wind surged, the wind roared, and there was a sudden strange noise.
The next moment, everyone saw two huge and majestic silhouettes slowly emerging in the sky. One occupied the sky on the left, and the other occupied the sky on the west. They were like two gods overlooking mortals, although they seemed far apart.
, but everyone can still clearly feel the terrifying pressure from those two phantoms.
It's like a god coming down to earth to show his holiness.
Everyone felt a sense of insignificance in their hearts.
It is these two masters, Zuidao and Xiaoyaozi.
They were in retreat at the moment, practicing the techniques given by Lin Fan, and what appeared at this moment was nothing more than a physical appearance, which was equivalent to a projection.
"I've seen two masters!"
Everyone bowed and saluted.
Even Yue Wujiang is no exception.
If the master does not come out, Yue Wujiang is the first person to talk things over in the Wuji Sect. Who makes the sect leader Cang Yuanji his disciple? But as long as the master appears, what does Yue Wujiang have to do?
The difference in strength lies there.
However, there was one person who did not salute, and that was Lin Fan.
He put his hands behind his back and raised his head slightly to look at the image of the sky.
"Okay, everyone, get up."
This voice was like the sound of heaven, ethereal yet extremely clear, making everyone feel the urge to worship him from the bottom of their hearts.
At the same time, the drunk Taoist slowly raised his hand, and everyone felt a gentle but irresistible force coming from them. Their bodies straightened up uncontrollably, no matter they were young golden elixir disciples or great masters at the peak of transformation.
, are all the same, there is no difference.
Everyone was suddenly shocked.
Especially those who are at the peak of becoming gods are even more solemn.
It turns out that this is the great power of refining the void!
If you don't enter the void of refining, you will eventually become an ant. These words are really not nonsense.