This sect is going against the sky

"Sect Master Lin, don't come here unharmed." Bei Mingyuan held a long knife in his hand and just looked at him leisurely.

Lin Fan didn't reply, his face looked a little ugly, and he said coldly, "Let him go."

"It's not just letting someone go, it's not a problem at all." There was a smile on Bei Mingyuan's face, but he didn't move at all. Instead, he changed the subject and said, "But there are two conditions. Sovereign cooperate."

"What?" Lin Fan raised his eyebrows to look at him, his face was so calm that it was a little unpredictable.

"Hand over the control of this large formation and the imperial scriptures, as long as you hand over these two things, let alone a few ants, it's okay to ask me to apologize to you."

Bei Mingyuan is fully prepared right now, and he is quite comfortable.

"Then what if I don't?"

Lin Fan stood where he was, and did not give a positive reply.

Such an answer, although unexpected, was also reasonable. Bei Mingyuan was not too surprised, but there was a mocking smile on his face.

"It's said that Sect Master Lin treats his disciples like brothers and sisters, but it seems like that."

"Since your suzerain doesn't take you seriously, I can only send you on your way."

After the words fell, he made a hands-on gesture towards the accepted disciple.

Immediately, someone brought those disciples up and beat them until they knelt on the ground, wailing endlessly.

"Sect Master, help! Please, please save us."

Several people looked like they were crying bitterly, but Lin Fan had an expression of indifference to this.

Hearing this, he suddenly smiled indifferently at Bei Mingyuan, and said, "Since you want to do something, my suzerain won't bother you."

As he said that, he turned around and was about to go back, everyone was taken aback by his flamboyant manipulation.

"Sect Master Lin said just now that he will take all his disciples into his heart. It's only a short period of time, but he has changed his face. I'm afraid it's not right?"

Bei Mingyuan's voice came urgently from behind.

Lin Fan suddenly stopped in his tracks, turned his head, and looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "It seems that the Beiming Hierarch really knows our Heavenly Emperor Sect very well. You remember what the Sect Master said just now better than the Sect Master. , Those who don’t know think you are my disciple of the Heavenly Emperor Sect.”

Bei Mingyuan's face turned blue and red, and when he said the words, he had already realized that he had been fooled, but the water splashed out by what he said could only be admitted.

"Don't waste each other's time with this kind of clumsy acting." Lin Fan's eyes fell on the disciples who were tied up into rice dumplings. There was no trace of emotional fluctuation on his face, and he said calmly: "You stole those natural materials and earthly treasures in the Spirit Grass Garden, right?"

Although it is a question, it is an affirmative sentence.

Those few people were obviously stunned for a moment, only to realize it later, and then those who were more active in their thoughts immediately began to howl.

"Sovereign, I and we were confused for a moment, and the lard was blinded. We will never dare again in the future. Please give us another chance."

Regarding this, Lin Fan just watched with cold eyes, as indifferent as an outsider.

They didn't even think about it, appearing here at this time was already abrupt enough, and it was really ingenious to actually play a bitter trick in front of him.

"Since you have chosen to guard yourself, you should think about the consequences."

After leaving this sentence, Lin Fan turned to look at Bei Mingyuan, and thanked him sincerely: "Since Beiming's leader wants to do something, then this suzerain doesn't have to clean up the house himself, thank you."

"If there is nothing else, let's say goodbye again and say goodbye."

After finishing speaking, we must go back.

Bei Mingyuan managed to find such a place to lure him out, how could he let him go so easily?

"Since Lin Fan is here, don't even think about leaving."

Lin Fan only took two steps when Bei Mingyuan's figure disappeared in place.

The long knife slashed across, the light of the knife was like snow, and it attacked him in the blink of an eye.

"Clang clang~"

The sound of heavy metal collisions sounded one after another.

"You want to keep me too?"

Lin Fan's voice was calm, but the disdain in it was not concealed.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides exchanged more than ten moves, the long knife slashed on the bone of Wujin's folding fan, and they were all bounced off one after another.

No matter how you say it, Bei Mingyuan can be regarded as a master of the party. How could he have received such contempt, his face turned red immediately, but the offensive in his hands became more fierce and fierce, almost showing a desperate posture.

However, no matter how tricky his angle was, no matter how fast his attack was, Lin Fan's unhurried moves could be resolved silently like spring breeze and rain.

Just when the two were fighting fiercely, a loud and clear eagle's cry came over.

Lin Fan looked in the blink of an eye, and saw that the desert eagle had already swooped down and rushed towards him at a very high speed. The bloodthirsty red light was shining in the eagle's eyes.

This is already recognized him.

However, unlike before, this time, Lin Fan had lost interest in it.

The moment the eagle approached, he snapped his fingers without even looking at it.

With a sound of "da", a mysterious Taoism directly locked on the eagle.

As soon as Bei Mingyuan was pushed away by Lin Fan, when he looked back, he saw that the figure of the eagle and the small space it was in were frozen in an instant.

The whole scene looks like a silent portrait.

A trace of hostility flashed across Bei Mingyuan's eyes, but when his eyes swept across the long knife, he couldn't help being startled again.

I saw that the original vanguard's radiance was completely exposed, and there were more than a dozen large and small gaps on the blade that could cut gold and broken jade.

This is a true Nirvana weapon, and it was ruined by a broken fan. Bei Mingyuan said that he didn't feel sad, it was definitely a fake, but presumably, what shocked him even more was Lin Fan's hand. The fan on it.

Being able to instantly kill a Nirvana true weapon in terms of material, this thing is at least at the level of a holy weapon.

While his eyes flickered, Bei Mingyuan's mind turned, and he resolutely gave up his plan to continue fighting alone, and shouted loudly in the direction of the void:

"Everyone, this seat has already brought it out, what are you waiting for?"

After the words fell, Lin Fan felt three tyrannical auras locking on him from different directions at the same time.

Except for a kind-hearted old man, the other two are familiar faces. On his left is Gong Lingshuang from Misty Palace, while the one blocking his way is Yuan Xiao from Hunyuan Pavilion.

Without exception, these four people are all in the middle or late stage of Nirvana.

"It's true that I can't keep you alone, but if it's like this now, it might be."

Bei Mingyuan looked at Lin Fan and said with a smile.