After the old man in green finished speaking, he quickly ran to Chen Fan and pulled her to his side.

He was afraid that other people from the hall would pull Chen Fan away, and he would be a sinner in the entire generation of Jiantang.

Such a demonic treasure disciple was kidnapped by someone else. The main reason why the hall knew about it was that he would definitely peel it off.

The people in the remaining hall were not ignorant of goods. They felt the artistic conception of Chen Fan when he waved his sword, and everyone widened their eyes.

The middle stage of the integration of man and sword!

Are you mistaken? This kid looks so old, it seems that he is not an adult, why is he so powerful in kendo?

It's over, the disciples of Jiantang are amazing.

Just as the people in other halls were in a state of thought, the master of Jiantang had already received a message from the old man in green, asking him to come and recruit people quickly.

The old man in green was worried that others would secretly stumbling, so he pulled Chen Fan to their hall.

When the master of Jiantang came to see that his cultivation level looked ordinary and had no other specialties. He looked at the old man in green with a little dissatisfaction, thinking, just such a boy is worth my personal trip?

The old man in green looked like you didn't know anything, so Chen Fan waved his sword again.

After a sword, the expression of the leader of the Jiantang Hall also replicated the old man in green just now, completely stunned.

God bless me with the sword hall!

If you send such a talented treasure disciple, you must cultivate Chen Fan secretly and become the leader of their generation.

With such a powerful swordsmanship talent, what kind of physical cultivation can you practice? Isn’t this a waste of talent?

So the head of Jiantang said, "You will be my personal disciple in the future. Don't practice any physical cultivation. Cherish your talents. It's useless to cultivate a body of tendon flesh. I'll kill it with one sword."

Seeing the master's domineering words, everyone was shocked. The physical education enrollment staff next to him just rolled their eyes.

You are strong and you are amazing, but why should you bring us to practice physical education?

Chen Fan is still a little confused now. Why did an old man suddenly say he wanted to accept him as his disciple? He doesn't know who he is?

"Senior, who are you?" Chen Fan asked respectfully, for fear of angering others.

"What seniors are not seniors? I'm Master. I'm the master of this generation. Do you think you are qualified to be your master?" Jian Tang's master Jian could not say domineeringly.

After hearing these words, Chen Fan was also shocked. Why did he come to the master to accept me as a disciple?

Chen Fan had made up his mind to enter the sword hall and be a low-key person and slowly improve his strength.

As a result, the Lord of Jiantang directly talked about how he was a disciple, so how could he keep a low profile?

Just when Chen Fan was still confused, Jian Wu pulled his sleeve and soared into the air to the territory of Jian Tang.

The territory of the Sword Hall is not in the outer city of Fangzheng Academy, but in a valley outside the city. There are not many monks inside, and most of them are old monks with white hair and beards, even fewer young monks.

Will I go to the wrong place? Is this really a sword hall? Chen Fan has many questions in his mind.

Taotie didn't dare to say anything. Jian Wu's strength was very strong, and he was conservative in the realm of the God King. He was worried that if he had any abnormal movement, he would directly detect it. That would be done...

Chen Fan's domineering master Ouyang Ye in Xuantian could not touch the sword, and he would probably be killed instantly with one sword.

The monks below didn't feel deeply moved when they saw Jian Wu bringing another young man back. They felt that another young man had been deceived into the sword hall.

Learning sword is a subject that requires talent. Unlike physical cultivation, you will naturally gain strength when you exercise your body every day.

Some people who have been immersed in the swordsmanship for decades will be unable to make progress. The mysterious state makes many people unable to touch the threshold for the swordsmanship practice.

However, among all the monks, the sword cultivator is the strongest in killing.

This is why even though other halls recruit so many disciples, their top combat power is still in the sword hall.

The hall masters at the hall were no match for them at all. All they lacked was a talented new disciple.

To put it bluntly, the current sword halls are all juniors who only know how to practice swords but don’t know how to think. The older generation often gives them guidance, but their strength still cannot be improved.

No sense of understanding.

It is very troublesome to practice swords without understanding, but there is no other hall in addition to the sword hall.

Just then, Jianbu shouted in the sword valley.

"Seventeen-year-old man is coming together!"

This sentence seemed to trigger a bucket, and the entire Sword Valley exploded instantly.

The sword cultivators who usually look dysfunctional are now as if they have eaten, and their bodies are emitting shocking sword energy.

The juniors on the side were stunned. Everyone thought they had no attack ability. Unexpectedly, the momentum on their bodies was so powerful that they could not breathe.

Chen Fan was completely stunned. It was too fierce for Jian to shout. The sword energy that soared into the sky looked at him at a loss. Why were those old men who were about to lie so fierce at this time?

The old men flew towards the sword like arrows, but to be careful, they should be flying towards Chen Fan.

Seeing the old men with white hair and beard staring at him like they found some peerless treasure, Chen Fan felt a little weak in his heart. What are he doing?

"Boy, let's see it for them." Jian couldn't watch the fun without much trouble, and encouraged Chen Fan to inspire inspiration.

Chen Fan did as he did, slashed out with one sword, and the old men were once again excited.

Jian Wu’s bastard is true!

Seventeen-year-old man is one with sword! And it’s still mid-term!

"Boy, be my apprentice. Within ten years, I promise that you will be invincible for the young generation in the entire Northwest region." An old man suddenly pulled Chen Fan excitedly and said.

Before Chen Fan could say anything, another old man pushed the old man away and cursed, "You guy, get away with me! Boy, it only takes five years for me to make you invincible."

Chen Fan was completely shocked when he heard this news. Who are the people here? Why do they speak so loudly?

Jian could not see that things were getting worse and worse, so he said, "He just took me as his teacher, so don't even think about you old guys."

One stone stirs up a thousand layers of waves.
Chapter completed!