super hate ring

Chapter 325

The trade fair ended, and sixteen disciples were selected to defend the list. Lin Feijian and Jiang Fan continued to defend the list. Qian Tingyi and Lin Xiao all entered the list of challengers, and Hua Wuxue from the Waterproof Palace was also on the list. within.

Lin Xiao looked at Jiang Fan and knew what he was going to do. Everyone was looking forward to tomorrow's game. If Jiang Fan could still beat Lin Xiao, then Jiang Fan's strength was beyond the imagination of all warriors.

……

All the warriors dispersed and went back to their rooms. Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi came to the lake.

"Someone is following us." Qian Tingyi frowned.

"Never mind him, get down."

Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi entered the water together, and the faint ripples quickly disappeared on the lake. Not long after going down, a black figure appeared by the lake and sneered: "Think I can't find you by hiding at the bottom of the lake?" ?”

The black shadow followed into the lake.

……

Jiang Fan untied the water-proof formation, and the deep ditch dug last night was exposed, and he went down with Qian Tingyi.

"Can you really unravel this formation?" Qian Tingyi asked. In fact, she didn't doubt whether Jiang Fan could break the formation, but she was a little nervous. After all, what the stone tablet said was too bluffing, what a thousand-year catastrophe, 81 Devil, very infiltrating.

"The remaining energy of this formation is running out, so it must be untied, but this is an ancient formation after all, it would be great if there is a powerful force to flush it, otherwise it will take a long time to untie."

"Then I'll do it." Qian Tingyi immediately volunteered.

"You are crazy, you will be backlashed by the forced charge formation, and you will suffer at that time... Don't worry, you have been taken advantage of."

"Hahaha."

As soon as Jiang Fan finished speaking, a series of loud laughter came through the water. Ventriloquism combined with the reverberating echo in the water made the sound full of terror. A powerful force oppressed him, and Jiang Fan flew to the bottom of the lake.

The two confronted each other at the bottom of the lake. Jiang Fan saw each other's appearance clearly and smiled: "I thought it was Lin Zifang, but I didn't expect it to be you, an old dog. You can't wait."

The person in front of him was Ling Wusheng. Before Jiang Fan felt that someone was following him, he thought it was Lin Zifang. From the end of the trade fair, he knew that many people missed him, but only the Lin family and Xueshan could provoke Nanguo Temple in the water-avoiding palace. group.

Lin Zifang hated him much more than Ling Wusheng. If Yue Bule hadn't died, Ling Wusheng wouldn't have hated him at all, because no matter how much he offended him, he felt that he would kill him, who would Hatred of a dying man?
However, Jiang Fan also figured it out. As the representative of the largest sect in Shennongjia, Lin Zifang still had many scruples in doing things, and he couldn't leave a stutter for other sects, so he planned to kill himself in a martial arts competition first.

As for the Lin family, it is not the best time to turn against Fashan at this time. At this time, one-on-one, Lin Zifang may not necessarily take advantage. When the big competition is over, the Lin family will have more prefecture-level middle-terms, and then they will win Nanguo Temple Not easy?
Therefore, Lin Zifang would never trouble Jiang Fan at this time, and it would not be safe to leave a stutter.

But Ling Wusheng didn't have these two worries at all. The first Snow Mountain Sect is just an ordinary sect, so you don't need to care so much. The second Snow Mountain Sect only has Ling Wusheng in the middle of the prefecture level. Opportunity.

Instead, they saw Jiang Fan and Qian Tingyi, without Fashan together, running to the lake alone, taking advantage of this opportunity.

"Little bald donkey, you killed my disciple and bullied my Xueshan faction wantonly because of the protection of that old bald donkey called Fashan. Do you think my Xueshan faction is easy to bully? This old man will let you know the fate of offending my Xueshan faction today. "

Ling Wusheng stretched out his hand, and a blue mass of inner air gathered in his palm, and the surrounding water oscillated, causing ripples on the calm lake surface, which became more and more intense, and the powerful inner air enveloped the entire lake.

"Speaking is better than singing, don't you just want my baggage?"

Jiang Fan took out his cloth bag, which was the direct reason why Ling Wusheng hurriedly chased after him. Otherwise, Ling Wusheng would have to take care of it with Fashan's cultivation. Anyway, even if Jiang Fan can beat Lin Xiao in the martial arts competition tomorrow, If he couldn't win against Lin Feijian, he would definitely die. It wasn't for this cloth bag, Ling Wusheng didn't have a reason to chase after him right away.

"So what? Do you still dare not give it?"

Ling Wusheng stopped talking nonsense, and waved his palm at Jiang Fan. The wind of the palm was like a dragon coming out of water, bringing up dense blisters, mixed with huge energy, rushing towards Jiang Fan, and Jiang Fan, who was pouring wine into his mouth, backed away.

Qian Tingyi, who was going out of the cave to assist Jiang Fan, was directly swept away by the violent surging water waves and hit the shelter on the shore of the lake. Even with the buffer of water, her internal organs trembled and she vomited blood.

"This is the middle stage of the prefecture level, it's amazing."

This kind of momentum is too scary, the gap between the prefecture-level early stage and the prefecture-level mid-stage is orders of magnitude.

"Not good, Jiang Fan." He just got brushed off and that's how he ended up. What will be the result of Jiang Fan facing the front?
In a blink of an eye, Jiang Fan had already retreated into the creek at the inlet of the lake, and nothing happened.

The lake water was like a basin of water held by a child, swaying from side to side, but the range was not large. Ling Wusheng deliberately controlled the range without causing a loud explosion.

"Little bald donkey, your qinggong is pretty good, I see you can do a few tricks."

With a palm strike, a sword immediately appeared in Ling Wusheng's palm, slashing towards Jiang Fan. He wanted to deal with Jiang Fan in the shortest possible time, so as not to cause Fashan to change.

Even if it was someone else, Ling Wusheng was unwilling to share the contents of Jiang Fan's black cloth bag.

The fierce sword aura struck Jiang Fan with a white arc in the water, Jiang Fan dodged, followed by another sword aura, Ling Wusheng's move was extremely fast, as if hundreds of people were swinging swords at the same time, the sword aura was like a spider web densely covered.

Qian Tingyi is not the main direction of attack, just dodging the sword energy is difficult.

"call out"

A ray of light lit up in the water, and the flying sword pierced through the ground to strike Ling Wusheng. Ling Wusheng felt a strong sword energy, startled, and immediately used the inner air shield to resist.

"puff"

Feijian drew a line of blood on Ling Wusheng's arm.

"Are you a prefecture level?"

The two surprised each other at the same time. Jiang Fan didn't expect that the flying sword could only cut through the defense of the mid-earth level, but could not be fatal to the mid-earth level.

But Jiang Fan figured it out right away, his magic power had just reached the middle stage of the prefecture level, which was about the same as Ling Wusheng, unless he was completely defenseless like the head of the Qingding sect back then, it was impossible to cause fatal injuries.

Ling Wusheng was even more horrified, only to find out that Jiang Fan's cultivation was at the prefecture level, and he seemed to be at the third level of the prefecture level.

At the same time, I was even more surprised that Jiang Fan's small sword could not only stab freely, but also had such powerful energy that it could break through his mid-earth-level defense.

In the early stage of the prefecture level, it didn't take two moves to be instantly killed by the middle stage of the prefecture level. Jiang Fan was able to hurt himself, how could Ling Wusheng not be surprised.

Ling Wusheng had to be careful with such a lightness kung fu, and a third-level prefecture-level weapon like the flying sword, which was a great threat to him in the middle stage of the prefecture-level.

Qian Tingyi also felt Jiang Fan's explosive momentum, no doubt at the third level, could it be because of drinking?
Qian Tingyi was right, Jiang Fan consumed another prefecture-level herb, and it was a very good prefecture-level herb, directly raising his cultivation base from prefecture-level one to prefecture-level three.

It's no wonder that he can't beat the old man in front of him with his cultivation at the third level of the earth level, plus lightness kung fu and flying sword. Ling Wusheng thinks that he still has the advantage, but he doesn't know how powerful flying sword is and how terrifying his light kung fu is. .

However, Jiang Fan did not intend to use all his strength.

Feijian attacked Ling Wusheng again, and Jiang Fan also attacked Ling Wusheng head-on, pinching up and down.

Ling Wusheng dealt with the two moves carefully, and suddenly felt that Jiang Fan was no big deal, he was sure to win, and the flying sword was about to become his own, the flying sword was so powerful, and the trajectory was so weird, getting it by himself would greatly increase his strength .

Ling Wusheng was so excited that he attacked Jiang Fan even more violently.

"Boom."

With one palm, Jiang Fan persisted for a while with his excellent lightness kung fu, and finally Ling Wusheng saw the opportunity and punched him head-on, Jiang Fan fell into the deep hole he dug.

This punch hit the ground-level third-floor body, and it was either dead or crippled. Ling Wusheng didn't intend to just let Jiang Fan go. He stepped forward and threw himself at Jiang Fan. Killing blow.

"Jiang Fan..."

Qian Tingyi's complexion changed, and she flew to the entrance of the cave regardless of her injuries. The cave was so narrow that Jiang Fan couldn't fly away no matter how good his lightness kung fu was.

With a bang, Qian Tingyi's heart was almost beaten out by Ling Wusheng, her face turned pale, and then with a bang, an extremely powerful force exploded.

"Ah~~" Ling Wusheng yelled in horror, as if a nuclear bomb had exploded, Ling Wusheng was blasted out, the entire lake was set off, and Qian Tingyi flew high into the sky.

The loud noise resounded throughout the water shelter, the whole ground trembled, and all warriors who were practicing or sleeping were awakened.

The entire bottom of the lake was exposed, and the rain poured down from the sky.

"Boy, you were cheated by the uncle."

A familiar voice came, and Qian Tingyi, who was flying in the air, was overjoyed. A ray of light shot towards Ling Wusheng. Before Ling Wusheng could react, there were several "poofs", and all hands and feet were chopped off.

Jiang Fan picked up the five parts of Ling Wusheng's body, greeted Qian Tingyi, and went down to the cave at the bottom of the lake together.

"Jiang Fan, why are you all right?" Qian Tingyi asked in surprise.

Jiang Fan didn't answer, guessing that those warriors would come to investigate soon, and arranged a simple water-proof formation and concealment formation at the enlarged hole.

This kind of formation can be described as simple and rough, but it is a great challenge for ancient warriors who can't break the formation.

After setting up the formation, Jiang Fan returned to the bottom of the hole. Qian Tingyi was checking the blasted place, and said to Jiang Fan, "You used Ling Wusheng to break the restriction?"

Jiang Fan nodded, the result was obvious. If he really wanted to fight, Jiang Fan would definitely kill Ling Wusheng. If Ling Wusheng got hurt intentionally, he would make up for that palm. When he got to the bottom of the cave, he would enter the ring of hatred, but it was too late for Ling Wusheng to close his palm. Hit the formation.

The stronger the force of the formation backlash, the greater the backlash, which is also the reason why many warriors dare not break the formation brutally. It is no wonder that Ling Wusheng used such a strong force to hit the ancient formation, and it would be miserable not to be backlashed.

As soon as the formation moved, Jiang Fan came out of the ring, and the flying sword slashed towards Ling Wusheng.

But even if you know Qian Tingyi very well, there is no need to tell her the secret of the hate space, just casually said: "We can go in right away, wait for me to do things."

Jiang Fan walked towards Ling Wusheng, who had lost his limbs. Qian Tingyi knew what Jiang Fan was going to do without guessing, so she simply walked aside and meditated.

"Let me go..." Ling Wusheng said with difficulty, as blood gushed out from his limbs continuously, staining the sewage at the bottom of the cave red.

Qian Tingyi's words just now told Ling Wusheng that he was used by Jiang Fan to break the formation, and he believed that Jiang Fan would not be his opponent if the formation did not backfire.

There is 45 points of hatred on his head, which is an increase of 25 points from before.

"Of course I'll let you go. Have you seen the little monk's head? The little monk is a monk and he doesn't kill. Come on, obediently, obediently expose your belly and feed my baby."

Jiang Fan picked up Ling Wusheng's clothes, exposed his lower abdomen, took out a dagger and cut it open. Ling Wusheng looked at Jiang Fan in horror, not knowing what Jiang Fan was going to do.

Jiang Fan took out a bracelet and threw it into Ling Wusheng's belly in Ling Wusheng's widened pupils, and whispered: "Baby, suck it hard."

Then he slapped Ling Wusheng on the back, and Ling Wusheng immediately felt the true energy in his dantian continuously gushing out, gathering towards the bracelet.

"This is, the Green Jade Dual Cultivation Snake?" Ling Wusheng had already heard the disciples of the Xueshan School mention that the Green Jade Dual Cultivation Snake appeared in the Grand Competition of the Water-avoiding Palace. He didn't believe that the Lin family had already destroyed the Dual Cultivation Snake, but he never thought of this Dual Cultivation Snake It will be in Jiang Fan's hands.

True Qi gushes out continuously, and the Shuangxiu Snake's ability to attract spiritual energy is astonishing. All the true Qi that cannot be digested is stored in the ring space, slowly swallowing and nourishing.

Ling Wusheng's face was frightened. This was the zhenqi he had cultivated for more than 100 years. After finally advancing to the middle stage of the prefecture level, he felt his zhenqi pouring into the bracelet like a breach in the Yellow River.

The middle stage of the prefecture level, the third floor of the prefecture level, the second floor of the prefecture level, the first floor of the prefecture level...

A hundred years of cultivation was lost like flying, and Ling Wusheng's hatred surged up like a fountain.

Inside the bracelet, the cloud condensed with true energy became more and more solid, and finally turned into a soft solid. Jiang Fan felt that the bracelet was about to burst, and finally picked it up, feeling that the weight of the bracelet had increased a lot.

At this time, Ling Wusheng had already become a mid-stage Xuan-level cultivation base.

"Oh, this bracelet is so small, change it to a bigger one in the future, don't hold back my baby." Jiang Fan said lovingly.

At this time, Ling Wusheng's hatred for Jiang Fan has directly reached [-] points. In the middle stage of the prefecture level, he is proud of the existence of the heroes. Since he was promoted to the mid stage of the prefecture level, his status in the ancient martial arts world has risen rapidly, and he is still yearning for a higher level. ...

Nothing is more devastating than losing the cultivation base of 100 years of penance, especially Ling Wusheng who stands at a very high altitude.

Looking at the hatred value on Ling Wusheng's head, Jiang Fan suddenly discovered that the greatest use of the dual-cultivation snakes was not to help him cultivate, but to attract hatred.

"Amitabha, benefactor, the little monk said not to kill, come, the Buddha will feed you a good thing." Jiang Fan stretched his fingers towards Ling Wusheng, and there was a bug crawling on it.

(End of this chapter)