Yun Potian didn't know how many times he had been knocked down, but his sword didn't even stab Tang Long's clothes.

After using the Yun family's sword technique for two hundred moves, Yun Potian's clothes were already broken.

On the other hand, Tang Long.

He turned from a vulgar second-rate man into a confident, courageous, calm and sophisticated stick-holder.

Yun Potian took a deep look at Tang Long and then took a deep look at Fan Jian.

He threw the long sword in his hand and came to Yun Jianghai.

Plop!

He fell to his knees.

"The child is incompetent and insults the family's ancestral sword technique. Please punish him."

Yunjianghai is already as stupid as a wooden chicken.

He stared at Tang Long in a daze, and was stunned for a while before looking down at his beloved son.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

He suddenly looked up and looked at Fan Jian.

"Where did you learn my Yun family sword technique secretly?!"

When Fan Jian heard this, he was immediately excited.

He put his legs together, stood up suddenly, carried his hands on his back, and glared at Yunjianghai.

"Hmph! I'll secretly learn your Yun's sword technique? Are you Yun's worthy?"

"If I, Fan Jian, want to learn swords, the gate of Longshan Sword Sect will be open to me at any time. Why should I secretly learn the third-rate sword technique of your Yun clan?"

As soon as this statement comes out.

The surroundings suddenly felt as quiet as death.

Everyone looked at Fan Jian like an idiot.

Yun Jianghai was so angry that the corners of his mouth were trembling.

He pointed at Fan Jian's nose and said angrily: "What did you say? How dare you say that my Yun family sword technique is a third-rate sword technique?!"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"Hmph, he not only said this, he also said that our largest sect in Dongzhou, the gate of Longshan Sword Sect, is open to him at any time. He is so arrogant and does not urinate and takes care of himself. Who is he? How dare he get involved in Longshan Sword Sect?"

Zhang He was beside him and said sinisterly.

"That's right, this kid must have secretly learned the Yun sword technique and came to show off. But he shouldn't have been afraid of it. He shouldn't have been in trouble with the Longshan Sword Sect. Today's affairs will definitely be passed on to the Longshan Sword Sect. At that time, the Longshan Sword Sect will definitely issue a chase order, and he will be dead!"

Wang Hu gloated and said.

at this time.

Everyone around, saying and saying a word, scolding Fan Jian and ridicule him to the extreme.

Fan Jian carried his hands on his back and looked around everyone, and he smiled secretly in his heart.

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Swear, scold me hard.

The more fierce you scold, the hurriedly I will hit you in the face later!

final.

His eyes finally fell on Yun Jianghai's face.

He raised his hand.

Bang!

A big sword appeared out of thin air, and the scabbard was inserted obliquely into the soil in front of his feet, and the fiery red sword spears fluttered in the wind.

"Tang Long, let me shout out loud and tell them who this sect is."

Tang Long's body shook excitedly.

Here comes!

The head of the sect finally showed off his great sword!

The ultimate face-slap king has taken action again!!!

"You idiots are all listening!"

"My head is the savior of Mu Yangzi, the uncle of the Longshan Sword Sect! "&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"On that day, Senior Mu Yangzi wanted to accept my sect as his disciple, but my master refused."

"This is not the Longshan Sword Sect. What is it to open the door to my parents?"

"It's ridiculous that you Yun Jianghai are so arrogant that you are so arrogant that my master secretly learned your Yun's sword technique. Oh! You don't even pee and take a look at it yourself. My master is not even greedy for the Longshan Sword Sect. How could he pay attention to your Yun's sword technique?"

Shocked!

Everyone was shocked!

Those who don’t know how to do things look at the fun.

Know the skills of knowing things.

When Fan Jian threw out Muyang Sword, Wang Hu, Zhang He and Yun Jianghai were all trembling with fear.

After hearing Tang Long humiliating with a gun and a stick, they were shocked, afraid, regretful... All kinds of negative emotions filled their minds.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Fan Jian pulled the stool, sat down, raised his legs and asked Yun Jianghai with a smile.

"Brother Yun, do you still doubt that I, Fan Jian, have you secretly learned your ancestral sword technique?"

Yun Jianghai was so scared that he shivered, and quickly stepped forward and bowed to salute.

"No, no, no, it's because I don't know Mount Tai. I hope my little brother will not remember the villain's mistakes."

"I, Yun Jianghai, deserve to die. I actually doubt my savior. I deserve to die!"

Yun Jianghai is really scared.

If I had known that you were Mu Yangzi's life-saving benefactor and gave me a hundred courage, I wouldn't have suspected that you had secretly learned our Yun family sword technique.

Fan Jian's eyes fell on Wang Hu and Zhang He.

"Two 'big figures' from the Wuliu Sect, do you still suspect that I have secretly learned the Yun family's sword technique?"&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Zhang He and Wang Hu were so scared that their faces looked like earth.

The two of them walked forward quickly, came to Fan Jian, and quickly bowed and bowed to the end.

"I dare not! Absolutely not. We are really blind and just talk nonsense. I hope the leader will not be as knowledgeable as us."

"Yes, Master, you don't remember the villain's fault. We are really wrong. If we know that you are the life-saving benefactor of Senior Mu Yangzi, we wouldn't dare to doubt you if we beat you to death."

Wang Hu and Zhang He both regretted it.

They never dreamed that the head of a small sect who was not in the ordinary was actually the savior of the famous martial saint Mu Yangzi.

This is really a big mess.

They are all people in martial arts, so they naturally watched the earth-shaking battle between Mu Yangzi and Yang Qixuan through projection magic circles.

Especially after Mu Yangzi was injured, he was rescued by a passing boy.

The boy actually refused to be a disciple of Mu Yangzi, and Mu Yangzi even gave him a sword.

then.

When watching the projection array, whether it was Wang Hu or Zhang He, whether it was Yun Jianghai or Niu Laosan, they all envied and hated Fan Jian.

But they never dreamed that Mu Yangzi's savior was actually the head of a sect that was not in the ordinary sect.

They even didn't expect that they would have a conflict with Mu Yangzi's life-saving benefactor.

A moment ago.

They mocked, insulted, questioned, and framed Fan Jian. Now all the ridicule, insult, questioned, and framed Fan Jian turned into invisible big slaps, slapped them hard in the face.

Fan Jian crossed his legs, looked at the group of 'big figures' who were Zhan Zhan Li, and said with a smile: "I am not an adult, I am a villain who will report flaws. There are many accounts between us, so we will settle them down one by one."

"Niu Laosan, who else, the little Taoist priest in green, come here."

Fan Jian waved his hands at the two of them.

The two of them originally wanted to indent into the crowd, but they were still seen by Fan Jian.

The two of them gritted their teeth and walked up, bowed to Fan Jian, nodded and bowed, constantly apologized, and kept saying good things.

"Stop!"

Fan Jian waved his hand.

He looked at Niu Laosan and said, "Let's start with you, Niu Laosan, what did you say just now? You said that if I, a poor sect, could I be a disciple of Fengming City, you would learn to bark a hundred times in public, right?"

Niu Laosan was so scared that he shivered and sweated down his cold sweat.
Chapter completed!