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Chapter 150 Maybe You Can Really Be Called a God

at this time.

Lin Fan had already returned to the place where he lived in the inspection institute, spread out his quilt, and prepared to sleep comfortably.

He competed with the sword demon.

With a sword body, he only needs to activate the sword body and leave the sword intent on the ground. As for the subsequent matters, let them think about it themselves.

He has no time to deal with these things.

certainly.

He secretly played a clever trick. With the characteristics of [Divine Thought], he could leave something strange to this trace and create a more mysterious effect.

The characteristics he obtained are very domineering, just like cultivating an immortal, the kind of spiritual spirit that leaves his body and perceives a situation of dozens of miles or hundreds of miles in a radius.

Everything cannot escape his divine observation.

But the [Divine Thought] he got cannot reach this level, and at most he can sense the situation within hundreds of meters.

Maybe it's not high.

It is impossible to achieve this level.

Sleep, sleep, sleep beautifully, other things have nothing to do with him.

early morning.

The hardworking people went out early and began to prepare for a new day.

Soon, people who went out to work saw two strange figures standing on the street.

"What do they do?"

"I don't know. When I got up last night, I saw them standing here without moving, as if they were possessed by a demon."

"Why don't we report to the official?"

"Don't, I don't think it's necessary. Maybe it's a brain problem. Let's not provoke them and avoid them."

"Um……"

At this time, the sword demon and Wuming stood in a daze.

They have been standing for a night.

Wuming's face looked ugly, without any blood, but even so, he could vaguely see an excited look in his eyes.

It's like it's obviously unbearable.

But he just didn't want to give up.

For Wuming, there are mountains of gold and silver in front of him. Although he has no blessings to be eliminated, he just wants to see and understand the true meaning of this.

The Sword Demon is much better than Wuming.

His swordsmanship is already high.

He had been shocked. Once upon a time, he always believed that his sword skills were the best in the world. Now, seeing the sword marks left by Lin Fan, he knew that he was wrong.

I am really a frog in the well.

After a long time.

The sword demon sighed, "The swordsmanship of Lin Xun's envoy is rare in my life. He calls him second. Whoever dares to be the first? If he loses, he should keep his promise."

"May I have your name?"

He looked at Wuming who was following him.

"Senior Sword Demon, junior is unknown."

Facing the sword demon, the great master of swordsmanship, Wuming is very honest. Even if he is a secret gold medal killer, he must be honest.

"Well, Wuming, it's a good name. Taoist sayings, Wuming, the beginning of heaven and earth. It seems that your father is a little knowledgeable and has great expectations for you." The sword demon sighed.

Wuming was stunned, my dad?

This name was given to him by Lin Fan. How come he became my father when he got to the mouth of Senior Sword Demon? This... there is a kind of helplessness that cannot be explained.

But he didn't say it.

If you misunderstand, just misunderstand.

I, Wuming, have never been a person who likes to explain. If you misunderstand, just misunderstand. It’s nothing great.

The sword demon pointed to the sword mark on the ground and said, "This mark is better to erase it. To be honest, your sword skills are already good, but when you see this sword mark, it is difficult for you to grasp it. If someone else sees it, the other party is a sword practitioner, and he will inevitably be severely injured. At the least, the sword heart will be destroyed, and at the worst, the heart will be lost and crazy."

He was really scared of Lin Fan's swordsmanship.

Too scary.

"This..." Wuming felt that it was a pity to erase it. The key was that he had not yet understood it, and he didn't even have any fur. It was a real pity. He just hoped to understand it for a while.

"You can't bear to bear?" The sword demon saw the problem at a glance.

What can Wuming do? I must be reluctant to let go.

He really wants to say... Senior, you have a profound sword attainment, and you will definitely have an epiphany after watching it overnight. If you have it, I haven't. You can't be so cruel, at least I can get some benefits.

Sudden.

Wuming's inspiration flashed and said, "Senior, I have a way."

"What's your solution?" asked the sword demon.

Wuming said: "I pried open the floor tiles in this area and took them back and observed them slowly, so there is no need to destroy them."

The sword demon was stunned.

Hey!

It seems to be a good idea.

Strange, why didn’t I think of such a simple method? This is a very confusing thing. Could it be that I am really old and can’t even think of such a simple idea?

Wuming had to do it when he thought of it, so he used his beloved sword as a shovel and started prying the floor tiles.

The passing people whispered.

"Thieves, this person is a thief."

"What's the matter? They are snatching openly, so how can they be said to be a thief? In my opinion, they are blind to the king's laws and destroying public property."

"Hey, I look like a good person, but I didn't expect that I would do such a thing."

"Things in the world are unpredictable."

"Yes, people nowadays don't want to make a living with their hard-working hands. They have to do these stealing things. It's really..."

Overall, it's hard to describe.

Get it done.

Wuming was in a happy mood and was in a good mood. He had to stay with him and have a good understanding of this thing when he was fine.

...

Lin Fan just got up and washed up. Even if he had [stain resistance], he had to wash up well. After all, this is what a normal person should do.

Pushing the door out, the gentle sunshine spreads all over my body, very comfortable.

Miss Liang prepared breakfast as usual. Since Lin Fan avenged him, she has sold herself to the inspection office and has been busy in the inspection office to repay the kindness.

"Mr. Lin, Zhao Duoduo is very hardworking. He got up early today to practice with Xiao Wuzi." Miss Liang smiled. She liked life here very much. The inspectors here were different. She knew that all this was because of the existence of Lord Lin, which made such changes.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "It's pretty good. Xiao Wu is young and is practicing again. The nutrition is enough to keep up. So I'm sorry to stew a chicken for him for lunch every day. If possible, I'll put some medicinal herbs in it."

"Well, I know, I know." Miss Liang replied.

The meal is over.

Lin Fan was about to leave when he saw Wuming coming back, and the sword demon was following him.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Sir Sword Demon, how about it?"

"Ah? What's the matter?"

"Who loses who wins?"

"You won."

The Sword Demon is not the one who cannot afford to lose. He directly gave Lin Fan a thumbs up and said, "Lin Xunguo is so powerful. I can't keep up with the sword art achievements. But I really don't know how Lin Xunguo's envoy can have such a state at such a young age."

Lin Fan smiled, looked at the sky, and then said confidently: "Maybe this is talent..."

The sword demon was speechless.

Damn talent.

He really admires this kind of metaphysical thing.

Just one year.

It's also good to compete with him for swordsmanship.

He can only say... Lin Fan's swordsmanship is so terrifying, and he is afraid that he has already realized the swordsmanship that is not like the human world.

Maybe...it can really be called God.
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