"You?"

Ma Zhong glanced at him lightly.

"I haven't even stepped into the most basic Qi refining process, why should I challenge me!"

He has now reached the ninth level of Qi refining. If he goes further, he will pass the threshold of cultivation and enter the foundation-building stage.

In this outer sect, he is the only one step away from building the foundation.

Xia Fan raised his fist and said:

"Of course it's up to this."

"Ha, it seems that he is a guy who is ignorant of the world. So let me teach you the first lesson of the introduction, the difference between monks and mortals."

Ma Zhong was still sitting there, with a contemptuous smile on his lips, stretched out his right hand and pointed at Xia Fan from afar:

"Slave Sword Art."

A flying sword that looked like a wood or an iron slowly flew towards him.

Xia Fan looked at the slow flying sword with disgust. Even the fly with this speed could not be killed.

Seeing him frowning and thinking he was scared, Ma Zhong was secretly proud.

He spent a lot of energy to practice this slave swordsmanship. In the entire outer sect, no more than one hand can use this technique.

Smack

Xia Fan swung his hand and slapped the flying sword away and walked straight towards him.

Well, seeing that he easily broke his slave swordsmanship, Ma Zhong's eyes were a lot of panic, and then calmed down again, using his tried-and-tested surgery method.

"Binding Technique."

I saw a sudden clamor on the ground, and several mudstone hands pulled out, grabbing Xia Fan's feet and legs.

Ma Zhong successfully trapped someone with his own surgery. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the other party only took his left leg as if nothing had happened. This binding technique did not trap him at all.

“No more wasted time.”

Xia Fan walked up to him, grabbed his shoulder with his right hand, and clenched his fist with his left hand.

"You, what are you going to do."

Ma Zhong felt a bad premonition, why is this man so arrogant, and how can his restraint skills be useless to him?

"Um..."

Xia Fan thought for a while, but still put down his left hand.

He thought the other party had figured it out and was unwilling to make enemies when he first started. Before Ma Zhong breathed a sigh of relief, he found that the other party was grabbing him and dragging him out.

"This is within the sect, don't be presumptuous."

He wanted to get rid of his hand, but found that he could not get out of it.

"Can you fly?"

Xia Fan asked him with a serious face.

"I don't know how to fight swordsmanship yet, of course I don't."

I don't know why he asked this question, Ma Zhong was nervous.

"Can I be the eldest brother now?"

"I didn't admit defeat... Before he finished speaking, he felt like he had lost his center of gravity and flew upwards.

But Xia Fan dragged it outside the house and threw it into the sky.

In the blue sky and in the white clouds, Ma Zhong looked at the surrounding scenery, and the scenery was picturesque. Why did he suddenly become in the sea of ​​clouds?

He looked down and saw that the peaks of the Qingyan Sect were only as big as a palm at this moment.

This look almost made him faint. How can he continue?

Ma Zhong's mind was blank and he fell to the ground again, and his falling speed almost made him cry. I wouldn't have been killed by falling to death like this.

flutter.

But Xia Fan reached out to catch him.

Ma Zhong's body was shaking. Although he stood on the ground, he felt weak and half fell to the ground.

Seeing that he was about to step forward again, he quickly roared:

"Brother, you are the eldest brother."

His tone was hoarse and he had no desire to live.

After ending friendly exchanges with Xia Fan while half awake, Ma Zhong was a little stunned for a moment when he looked at the other party's departure.

When I looked up at the sky, I thought about the scenery I just saw:

"Damn it, I have to learn this sword-controlling technique to death."

"Well, do you have any brother, sister or elder in the inner door?"

But Xia Fan, who had left, returned to ask him.

"What?"

Ma Zhong shook his head with a question mark, "If there is someone in the inner door, what kind of outer door, I will be there?"

"oh."

Well, it's different from the novel. I thought that bullying this would attract revenge from the people behind it.

"I'm not afraid of it. Let him come here early. I'll wait for him at Yunshan Peak."

But I really didn't. Ma Zhong opened his mouth slightly, and when he saw the other party leaving again, he sighed and set his eyes on the flying sword.

The news that Xia Fan challenged Ma Zhong on the first day of the opening ceremony gradually spread out from the outside door.

Everyone discussed the newcomer's where the newcomer came from, which made many other people eager to try. Everyone wants to be this senior brother.

But as more people challenged, the despair on everyone's faces became stronger and stronger. The newcomer was too perverted. He did not rely on the magic of cultivators to win. With his brute force, he could just punch a child.

So when talking about this new senior brother, the words "Strong and Brutal" are instantly reminiscent of them.

Among the mountain peaks.

Xia Fan was carefully flipping the baking stick in his hand.

After becoming the senior brother of the outer sect, the matter he arranged for himself was to look at the chicken.

Every day, he feels very accomplished when he looks at Yun Shanji, who is covered with snow and white all over the mountains and fields. He has his head held high and his chest is raised. There are so many, so there is no need to worry about the day after eating.

The Yunshan pheasant is juicy and tender, and he came up with a way to cook barbecue, which is even more unique. Unfortunately, there is no hot pot, otherwise the meat would roll in the hot pot and the taste would make him swallow.

After dealing with the chicken wings he had personally grilled, he leaned on the big stone with satisfaction.

"You are Xia Fan?"

A proud voice came.

There were three people who came, and one of them was about twenty years old. His bronze skin was different from the others around him. He was strong and his bulging muscles made his blue shirt tight.

"Is he really strong?"

A lark-like voice also sounded, and Ji Anhui, one of the women who was about 28 years old, had a beautiful face and fair skin. Her thin willow eyebrows were even more eye-catching.

"It must be him."

The last man was the oldest among the three, about the early twenties, and looked extremely ordinary. If he hadn't been wearing the uniform clothing of the disciples of the Qingyan Sect, it would have made people mistakenly think that he was just an ordinary person.

"Himmer, come again to challenge me, right?"

Xia Fan burped, and was no wonder about this. After becoming the senior brother, he challenged people in a row, but no one has been here again for a while.

“Pick it up.”

A strong man with muscles named Ji Xiang took out a thick black stick from the storage bag at his waist and threw it in front of him.

The big black stick fell to the ground, smashing the stone slabs on the ground with a clang, sinking into the ground, listening to the sound, the weight was quite heavy.

What kind of trick is this? Xia Fan came forward in confusion. These outer disciples are all in the Qi Refining Stage. Although they know different types of magic, they only know the superficiality.

"Then what?"

He easily held the black stick in his hand and picked it up, with a question mark on his face.

"Um?"

Ji Xiang's expression was slightly stunned. This man's strength was somewhat beyond his expectations.

You should know that this is his special weapon, called the Life Xuan Stick, whose weight can directly crush ordinary beasts to death. Only he who cultivates his body can use it as his own weapon.

"Wow, this strength is not smaller than you."

Ji Anhui was excited and her red lips opened slightly, and she was also surprised. This was the first time in the same generation that he saw someone picking up the Shengxuan stick except Ji Xiang.

"Yes, it's a candidate for this trip."
Chapter completed!