This sect is going against the sky

Under the gang fight, even she, the former No. 1 in the world of heaven and man, almost capsized in the gutter.

After finally fighting and retreating to grab a chance, he didn't expect to run to Lin Fan.

Ling Mei'er had no sense of identity with the Heavenly Emperor Sect, nor did she feel much about the survival of the Heavenly Emperor Sect.

However, facing the Lord at this moment, it is inevitable that he will feel a little guilty.

Lin Fan didn't notice the abnormality in her expression, and asked, "Who hurt you?"

Ling Meier didn't answer, but looked at the group of people chasing after her.

Lin Fan immediately understood, "It turns out that they are a group of old men with really thick skins."

As soon as Wei Zong arrived, he heard Lin Fan's words, and his face turned livid with anger, "Zhu Zi is so rude!"

After the words fell, the human form had turned into a stack of double images, rushing towards this side.

The spear danced out of the old man's hand, just like a vivid purple dragon roaring and rushing towards him.

However, Lin Fan didn't even look at it. He stretched out his hand towards the void, and a transparent barrier suddenly appeared in front of him, isolating the two of them from the outside world.

Zilong slammed into the barrier and let out a roar, but it was like hitting a wall of copper and iron, and it collapsed directly.

Before Wei Zong recovered from the shock, he saw a folding fan attacking towards his face. He didn't have time to think about it, and when the silver spear blocked it, he felt a huge force coming towards him like a mountain. , even though he tried his best, he still felt that his internal organs were turned upside down, and his whole body was instantly blown away.

"How's the injury?" Lin Fan looked at Ling Mei'er and asked.

"The disciple will be fine after a little breath adjustment." Ling Meier replied stiffly.

After finishing speaking, Lin Fan handed over a medicine bottle and said, "Take this medicine.

Looking at the medicine handed over by the other party, Ling Meier felt a little mixed, but she still took it silently.

After taking the medicine and adjusting his breath a little, he could feel that most of the internal injuries in his body had miraculously healed.

Ling Meier secretly marveled at the extraordinaryness of this medicine, opened her eyes, and saw Lin Fan looking at her with burning eyes.

"It looks much better already, are you confident to kill that old guy?" Lin Fan asked.

Ling Meier followed the other person's eyes and looked at Wei Zong who was the closest, and a murderous look flashed in her eyes.

She stood up and said, "I can try."

"My suzerain has high hopes for you, go." Lin Fan said calmly, "Don't lose face of my Heavenly Emperor Sect."

The corner of Ling Mei'er's mouth twitched violently. This guy spoke nicely, but in fact he never gave her a chance to refuse from the very beginning.

She is the majestic owner of Lingxiao Villa, No.1 in Nirvana Realm!To be reduced to a thug of the Heavenly Emperor Sect!

Ling Meier's hands beside her were clenched into fists, her nails dug into her flesh, she didn't even notice it.

Unexpectedly, he vomited blood in his heart, but on the surface he had to act as if nothing had happened.

"Yes, this disciple will definitely live up to everyone's expectations." Ling Meier responded.

Turning around, he vented all his hostility on the group of old guys who were chasing after him.

Wei Zong just crawled out of the sandpit on the ground, and in a blink of an eye, he saw Ling Meier rushing towards him as if nothing had happened.

Those who were at the peak of the Transcendence Realm wanted to step forward to stop them, but they were swept away by Ling Meier in the blink of an eye.

Completely lost power against the enemy.

On the contrary, Huo Misheng and Yuan Xiao focused their attention on Lin Fan.

Both of them had fought against Lin Fan before, and they were well aware of the terrifying strength of the other party, so they tacitly judged the situation at this moment.

Wei Zong looked solemnly at Ling Meier, who was approaching from far to near, and stabbed towards her with a silver spear like a dragon. Accompanied by the sound of dragon chants, countless purple dragons rushed towards Ling Meier like hurricanes. Meier bared her teeth and clawed her way away.

Seeing that the other party is about to be besieged, he suddenly felt a blur in front of his eyes, and in the blink of an eye, he saw the other party's figure flashing, and it became unreal.

With a touch of the silver gun, the illusory shadow immediately dissipated like ripples.

Wei Zong shook his head, inexplicably becoming a little manic.

A bad premonition faintly rose.

At this moment, a charming voice suddenly came from the ear.

"Old man, go to hell!"

As soon as the words fell, a cold light flashed in front of his eyes, and the gleaming sword tip had already rubbed against his neck and stabbed towards him.

The opponent's move was very fierce and fierce. Wei Zong had no time to dodge it at this time, so he could only rely on his instinct to lean to the side. The tip of the sword almost passed by his neck. Wei Zong could almost feel the force coming from the tip of the sword. The cold touch and the sense of danger of dying made his back sweat.

At the same time, taking advantage of the gap between Ling Meier drawing her sword and turning around, Wei Zong made a decisive decision, turned the silver spear in his hand, and swept in the direction of the long sword.

There was a loud "clang".

The silver spear collided with the long sword, and Ling Meier's figure reappeared in front of her eyes.

"It's you!" Huo Misheng looked at Ling Meier who was fighting and suddenly said, with a look of shock in his eyes.

Ling Mei'er didn't expect her identity to be discovered by the other party after she used the Enchanting Eye just once, and her face darkened.

In Huo Misheng's eyes, Ling Meier's attitude of neither admitting nor denying her was no different from acquiescence.

"Have you reached an agreement?" Huo Misheng looked at her and continued to ask.

An ugly look flashed across Ling Meier's face, she turned her face away and said, "No, I lost, and now I'm his apprentice."

"So that's it!" Huo Misheng had a clear expression on his face, glanced at Lin Fan who was still watching the battle, and cupped his hands apologetically to Yuan Xiao and Wei Zong: "I'm sorry, Huo will withdraw from this battle."

After finishing speaking, he retreated without fighting, and his figure became unreal in the blink of an eye.

"Huo Misheng, what do you mean?" Yuan Xiao saw his intention and said dissatisfiedly in the direction the other party left.

However, Huo Misheng didn't shy away from it, and his voice came from afar: "Huo has made it clear enough, Huo and you are not the opponent of that surname Lin, so Huo decided to withdraw from this battle."

"Hmph, Rakshasa with a dignified ghost face turned out to be nothing but a coward." Yuan Xiao sneered.

But her eyes fell on Ling Mei'er. Thinking carefully about the conversation between the two, she couldn't help frowning, feeling that this matter was not simple.

At this time, Ling Meier was fighting hand to hand with Wei Zong, and the two fought back and forth, but it was not difficult to see from Ling Meier's moves that the opponent's understanding of the way of swords was not enough to match the opponent's cultivation.

Looking at the opponent's moves, Yuan Xiao quickly came to a conclusion that the opponent deliberately concealed his identity.

However, the masters of Nirvana in the world of heaven and man can be counted with one hand, and there are very few female cultivators, so it is not difficult to guess the identity of the other party at all.