"Lin Fan?" Zhang Fengxi looked at Lin Fan's face and always felt that the name was a little familiar.

After he returned to the Cangjian Sect, he had heard people mention it.

Then, a sudden look appeared on his face: "You are that Lin Fan?"

"Wrong, I'm not that Lin Fan." Lin Fan shook his head quickly.

"Half a year ago, the fifth-rank layman who defeated Xu Qiang?" Zhang Fengxi continued to ask.

"You recognized the wrong person." Lin Fan continued to shake his head.

"That's right, my boss is the famous Lin Fan who defeated Xu Qiang in the past!" Fang Jinggen nodded and said proudly: "What's wrong?"

Damn.

He kept calling himself the boss, but Fang Jinggen still cheated on him like this.

"Okay, I'm just Lin Fan."

It was said that Lin Fan would be useless to refuse to admit it, so he tore off the black cloth.

His eyes looked at Fang Jinggen with resentment.

Fang Jinggen laughed: "Look, boss, I'll just say that, as your little brother, how could you not know your boss..."

"Gogun, go back and get rid of you." Lin Fan kicked Fang Jinggen in the butt.

Fang Jinggen was kicked inexplicably and rubbed his butt: "Boss, did you eat a gun today?"

Seeing Fang Jinggen walk away, Lin Fan looked at Zhang Fengxi and said, "Hehe, actually, that's it..."

Lin Fan was about to explain that after all, it was awesome and he didn't want to offend a young genius like Zhang Fengxi.

It’s not that he is afraid of Zhang Fengxi, there is no need!

He was pulled as a shield by Rong Qianqian, and offended a super genius from the five major families just like a joke.

I am sick or something.

Rong Qianqian hurriedly answered: "Actually, this is the case. At the beginning, when Lin Fan defeated Xu Qiang, he was a heroic figure and a young hero, so I secretly thought Xu Fangxin, that's it, Brother Lin Fan."

Lin Fan's smile that was about to explain suddenly froze. He smiled stiffly: "Yes~ Sister Qianqian, you are secretly happy to me, I'm so happy!"

After saying that, Lin Fan pinched a piece of meat on Rong Qianqian's waist.

Rong Qianqian gave Lin Fan a blank look in pain.

Lin Fan secretly complained in his heart, this girl has cheated herself to death!

Zhang Fengxi liked Rong Qianqian for a long time. Seeing Lin Fan flirting in front of him, he instantly felt a sense of flirting with him.

"A mere fifth-rank layman, ah!" Zhang Fengxi roared loudly, and then a yellow true pattern appeared between his eyebrows.

This is the symbol of the Taoist priest realm.

First-rate Taoist priest.

"Zhang Fengxi is going crazy."

"I'll go, will Lin Fan be slapped to death by Zhang Fengxi?"

"He was only a fifth-rank layman half a year ago, and I'm afraid he will die today."

"I have long admired Daming, Lin Fan, I have long wanted to ask you for advice and take me a pussy!"

In an instant, Zhang Fengxi jumped up and slapped Lin Fan with a sudden palm.

Greeds.

Lin Fan cursed inwardly, and this turtle girl suddenly attacked.

In a hurry, Lin Fan secretly used the sword-controlling technique.

Now that he has reached the seventh-grade layman, his control over the sword-rewarding technique can be said to be perfect.

There was a hidden sword energy in Lin Fan's palm.

The two palms collided together.

Bang!

There was a loud bang.

Zhang Fengxi was beaten so hard that he took several steps back one after another, with disbelief in his eyes: "How is that possible!"

Although he just had a casual palm, no matter what, he was a first-class Taoist priest!

This guy was only a fifth-grade lay Buddhist half a year ago, and now even a sixth-grade lay Buddhist can't catch his palm.

What's more, Lin Fan did not retreat at all, with his hands behind his back, looking like a master.

Lin Fan also complained secretly.

Damn, of course he could see that Zhang Fengxi just had a casual palm, and he also used the sword to rush into his palm to barely catch it.

At this time, my hands were so hot that they were as swollen as pork heads.

However, Lin Fan still looked light and said, "The first-class Taoist priest, that's it."

High!

The disciples around him looked at Lin Fan with shock in their eyes.

In their eyes, Lin Fan easily took Zhang Fengxi's palm and looked as if nothing had happened.

The eyes of the people around him were full of admiration.

"Are you here again?" Lin Fan asked lightly.

Zhang Fengxi instantly couldn't figure out Lin Fan's background.

He frowned, remembering that Xu Qiang was defeated by Lin Fan at the time.

Could it be that this person is also a Taoist master. The so-called fifth-grade lay Buddhist was just to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger?

Thinking of this, Zhang Fengxi became alert: "Looking back, you must ask me about my skills!"

After saying that, Zhang Fengxi turned around and left.

"Let's go!" Lin Fan said, turned around and left.

Rong Qianqian hurriedly followed: "Hey, wait for me!"

After the two of them came to the alley where there was no one, Rong Qianqian couldn't help but say, "I can't tell, Lin Fan, you are so strong, aren't you afraid of the strong people in the Taoist priest realm? If I had known, why would you do with your face covering?"

"It hurts so much."

Lin Fan shook his swollen hands and took a breath: "Miss, you're a trick on me. He's a strong man in the Taoist priest realm!"

There is a watershed gap between the Taoist priest realm and the lay Buddhist realm.

If you are a lay Buddhist, if you are talented and powerful, you can challenge it more than you can.

For example, Lin Fan’s fifth-grade layman defeated Xu Qiang, who was a seventh-grade layman.

However, Lin Fan is now a seventh-grade layman, and it is extremely difficult for him to defeat Zhang Fengxi, a first-grade Taoist priest.

Even if you use the sword dictator, you will not lose at most.

Rong Qianqian stood aside in embarrassment: "Ahem, this is my father's idea, you can't blame me."

"What's your father's idea?" Lin Fan looked over and said, "What's going on."

Rong Qianqian thought for a while and said, "My father said..."

At this time, on the mountain where Rong Yunhe lives, this villa gives people a sense of leisure, elegant and refined feeling.

"Rong Yunhe, you bastard, open the door."

A scream broke the tranquility in the other courtyard.

Outside the study, Lin Fan kicked the door.

Rong Yunhe naturally guessed something and stayed behind closed doors.

If we talk about the quality of the place where the leader lives, Lin Fan is at least a seventh-grade layman, and he can't kick it away.

"A disciple, my master is in seclusion and recuperation. If you have anything to do, why don't we talk about it again?"

"If you can't open it, I'll burn your yard if you don't open it." Lin Fan held a talisman in his hand and said threateningly: "Fire burning the city!"

"No, no! Be calm, apprentice!"

The door of the study opened immediately.

There are many Taoist children in this yard. Of course, these Taoist children are Rong Yunhe's confidants, and Lin Fan's identity is not worried about being exposed.

At this time, Rong Yunhe still wanted the majesty of the head.
Chapter completed!