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Chapter 371: It's a win

Ouyang Cheng, Gao Yiling, Cheng Xinyue and Tan Yue were all quite strange in their hearts and didn't understand what Lin Fan was going to do.

At this time, Gao Yiling said, "Lin Fan, what do you want to do?"

Lin Fan was thinking of a countermeasure in his mind, what's the matter?

After all, this is not delaying for one or two minutes, but delaying for ten to twenty minutes.

Lin Fan kept thinking in his mind and said, "The four sects are like this. You must also know that I am about to marry Su Qing."

The four frowned, and Lin Fan continued: "Now, under the siege of the Xuanming Sword Sect, many people may be killed or injured under the siege of four leaders."

"Marriage is a happy event..."

Before Lin Fan finished speaking, Gao Yiling said impatiently: "Lin Fan, what? Do you want to say that you want to marry Su Qing, because you are afraid that we will kill people and will ruin your joy?"

Lin Fan said: "Of course I don't dare to do this, but since Su Qianjue will be my father-in-law in the future, I want to help him do something."

"What do you want to do?" Ouyang Cheng asked with a frown.

Lin Fan clasped his fists and said, "I'm brave enough to challenge the Taoist masters in the four sects. Of course, both sides fight without using their magic power."

"If I am better than one person, I will spare the lives of ten lay monks in the Xuanming Sword Sect."

Gao Yiling couldn't help laughing: "Lin Fan, you are indeed talented, but do you think you can compare with the powerful ones in the seventh-grade Taoist priest realm?"

"When both sides do not use their mana, I will give you a bold try." Lin Fan said respectfully.

"What if you lose?" Suddenly, Tan Yue spoke, she stared at Lin Fan and said, "If you lose, what benefits can you bring to us?"

There is no benefit, and the four factions cannot play with Lin Fan when they are full.

When Lin Fan thought of this, the Qingyun Sword appeared in his hand and said, "This is a low-level magic weapon. I don't know if the masters can see it."

Lin Fan paused and said to the four hundred Taoist masters behind them: "If anyone beats me if he seals his magic power, he will take this magic weapon!"

"Magic weapon!"

All the Taoist masters were a little upset. They did not expect that Lin Fan could actually take out a magic weapon.

Of course, this is not surprising to the heads of these four sects. After all, Lin Fan is Rong Yunhe’s personal disciple, so it is normal for him to give him a low-grade magic weapon.

"What do you think?" Tan Yue looked at Gao Yiling, Ouyang Cheng and Cheng Xinyue on the side.

Ouyang Cheng laughed and said, "Sister Lin has such a good atmosphere, not to mention that many Taoist masters in our sect are interested in this magic weapon, so it's okay to accompany Shaoxia Lin to play with it."

Cheng Xinyue's eyes lit up, and she was also quite interested in looking at the magic weapon in Lin Fan's hand.

No one would think there were too many things like magic tools.

What's more, Lin Fan is now only in the third-grade Taoist priest realm, and there are also many seventh-grade Taoist priests under their command.

Some of these seventh-grade Taoist priests are even in their fifties and sixties, and have accumulated a lot of money. Even without using their magic power, they should be able to easily defeat Lin Fan.

Gao Yiling and Tan Yue also had no objection.

In their eyes, the Xuanming Sword Sect is nothing more than something that is within reach.

"Okay! Master, we agree." Yang Xingtian said hurriedly with a cold face.

Yang Xingtian felt cold in his heart, and he couldn't help but think that Lin Fan dared to be so arrogant and put forward such conditions.

There are many masters of the seventh-grade Taoist priest under the Lieyang Sword Sect.

At this time, Lin Fan took the initiative to ask for the battle. Even if he killed Lin Fan in the fight, Rong Yunhe would probably not be able to speak.

If it is normal, it is difficult to avenge your son, after all, Rong Yunhe is there.

"I'll do it!"

At this time, a disciple from the fifth-grade Taoist priest from the Lieyang Sword Sect rushed out first.

This fifth-grade Taoist priest disciple looks about thirty-five years old, tall, holding a giant sword in his hand.

"Lu Jin from the Lieyang Sword Sect!"

This Lu Jin was wearing the costume of the Lieyang Sword Sect, with short hair, and the muscles on his body seemed to be about to explode from his clothes.

Give people the illusion of a fitness coach.

"Grass, let Junior Brother Lu take the lead."

"This is a magic weapon, let this kid from the Lieyang Sword Sect take the lead."

All the cultivators behind him who were above the third-level Taoist priest realm were regretful and did not rush forward immediately.

Lin Fan, a guy from the second and third grade Taoist priest, proposed such conditions. Wouldn’t the magic weapon in his hand be given the same as free gift?

Lin Fan turned around, glanced at Su Qianjue, and took a deep breath in his heart, thinking that he could only do his best.

I don't know how long it will last.

Of course, Lin Fan was also curious about what Su Qianjue was going to do.

What exactly is going to do? It only takes ten to twenty minutes to get rid of the situation.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan clasped his fists and said to Lu Jin in front of him: "Lin Fan of Cangjian Sect, I have given up."

"Sister Lin, don't say that I am a high level of bullying you. In this way, we don't use weapons without using mana, right?" Lu Jin said with a smile.

Damn, this guy is really shameless.

Behind Lu Jin, those people from the Taoist priests of the Four Sword Sects couldn't help but curse secretly.

Everyone knows that the sword in Lin Fan’s hand is a magic weapon and does not use weapons. It is obvious that Lin Fan suffered a loss.

Lin Fan nodded: "Well, just as Senior Brother Lu said."

Ouyang Cheng said at this time: "Since it's a martial arts competition, then let's talk first. If anyone uses magic power, don't blame me Ouyang Cheng for being polite."

"This is natural." Lu Jin nodded, his heart full of confidence.

Do you still need to use your magic power to deal with Lin Fan, a guy in the third-grade Taoist priest?

The combat experience accumulated over the years is far from comparable to Lin Fan's age.

Thinking of this, Lu Jin put the sword in his hand aside, then clenched his fists and shouted: "Ask!"

After saying that, Lu Jin punched Lin Fan.

Lu Jin proposed to use fists not only because Lin Fan had magic weapons in his hand.

It’s also because he is a guy who is good at using boxing in addition to sword techniques.

The explosive power of the muscles all over his body, one punch, can be imagined.

Lin Fan did not dare to be careless at all and hid on the side.

Although he avoided this punch, Lu Jin's second punch instantly hit Lin Fan again.

Lin Fan felt so embarrassed that Lu Jin's boxing technique was extremely fierce and full of offensive force.

At this time, he could only punch to block it.

The two fists collided with each other, and Lin Fan was beaten a little embarrassed and took several steps in a row.

Lu Jin smiled on his face, but he said with regret: "I didn't expect that Young Master Lin was not good at boxing. I made a mistake. Next time I will compete with you, we will use our swords. But this time, I will definitely win!"
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