This sect is going against the sky

After all, the cultivators from Donghuang are all weak chickens, which is already the consensus of the entire heavenly and human world.

Only those disciples accepted at Qingyun Mountain will confidently feel that their suzerain is invincible, and they don't know who gave them the confidence.

Lin Fan didn't dwell too much on this kind of issue, he changed the subject and returned to the question just now.

"Qingxue is right, my Heavenly Emperor Sect disciples are still too few after all, but shrinking like this is not a solution."

"How about this, the three of you form a team to assist in the battle."

What Lin Fan said was nothing more than the three-person formation of plum blossom piles that people in later generations said.

In the world of cultivating immortals, the pursuit of individual combat power is more advocated, and team combat is ignored.

After listening to Lin Fan's words, everyone's eyes lit up, and they all felt that this could be a try.

The more important thing is that everyone is almost exhausted. At this time, others have already clamored to the door, and if they continue to shrink back, they will really become shrinking turtles.

At this moment, as long as they can be allowed to play, then everything is easy to say.

"Okay, if you understand, then do as I said."

After Lin Fan briefly explained the fighting style he knew, he saw the puppet stand not far away, who was suddenly pierced by a sword in the chest and fell to the ground.

"This kid is extremely hateful, it's cheap for him to die like this."

"That's not right, it's time to peel and cramp."

……

There was a lot of discussion.

"Boy, aren't you crazy? You should continue."

The one who killed the puppet stand-in with a sword was a middle-aged man with a mustache. He was stepping on the head of the puppet stand-in at the moment, and his expression looked more and more arrogant.

But as the green smoke dispersed, the expression on the middle-aged man's face froze.

Lin Fan took the time to appreciate the wonderful expressions of everyone, and was a little speechless.

Those who react quickly have already noticed this side.

"Boy, where are you going to escape?"

After the words fell, the leaders of the group had already rushed towards this side aggressively.

Lin Fan looked at the excited look of the crowd, and he didn't know how to describe his mood for a moment.

Old fellow, which eye saw him fleeing?

It's fine if you can't use your brain well, and if you're blind, it's hopeless.

"I'll leave this to you." Lin Fan looked at Ye Qingxue and said.

After experiencing the previous events, Ye Qingxue hesitated a little, but Lin Fan did not intend to give her a chance to refuse, and said bluntly: "This suzerain has high hopes for you."

Having said all this, Ye Qingxue felt that if she refused to agree, it would be a bit too immoral, so she could only bite the bullet and say: "Yes, suzerain, this disciple will definitely live up to what you entrust."

After settling his worries, Lin Fan looked at the group of guys who were gearing up to attack him, his eyes turned cold.

"Next, it's your turn."

As soon as the words fell, the folding fan in his hand turned over, and in an instant, the spreading fan surface carried a terrifying pressure and swept towards the crowd.

There was a strong wind, and everyone resisted desperately. However, under the powerful force, it had no effect at all. It was like a mantis arm blocking a car, and they were swept away in an instant.

There were a few weaker ones who were thrown a long distance before falling back to the ground.

Everyone lay down on the ground, each with an expression of disbelief, and a turbulent sea was set off in their hearts.

"how is this possible?"

"What kind of cultivation is your kid?"

"When did the Eastern Wasteland produce such a strong man?"

"Is this kid really not a Nirvana powerhouse?"

……

Who said that in the Eastern Wasteland, one can walk sideways in the Transcendence Realm?This is totally deceiving.

Everyone looked at Lin Fan who came into the world like a demon, with suspicious expressions on his face, wishing he could turn into a quail and bury himself.

Lin Fan looked at the crowd with pity, and with a faint smile on his lips, he asked indifferently, "Who said just now that he was going to cramp and skin the suzerain?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone couldn't help but "click" in their hearts, and their hearts were lifted in the air.

Howling in my heart: Is this kid too vengeful?
Just when everyone's faces were changing, they saw streams of light piercing the sky, and the clear sky was rendered unusually brilliant.

Followed by the movement of the battle, one can feel the terrifying aftermath coming from a distance of thousands of feet.

"This remaining prestige is a battle between Nirvana real people!"

"Only Nirvana powerhouses can make such a big commotion."

"Look, people are coming!"

……

Everyone was talking about it, and they didn't know who was exclaiming. They turned their heads to look, and saw several figures in the distance flying towards us at a high speed.

"That's Wei Zong, the real Zilong from the Temple of Punishment!"

"Behind him is the ghost-faced Rakshasa Ho Yayoi."

"Even Mad Saber Yuan Xiaoyuan is here!"

"That's not all. The one behind them is the head of the Yin Sha Sect. It is said that although the opponent is at the peak of the Transcendence Realm, his strength is comparable to that of the Nirvana Realm."

"The person behind the head of the Yin Shamen is also not young. He is the leader of the Bliss Gate, and he is also at the peak of the Transcendence Realm."

……

Looking at the masters who can only look up to, from far to near, a touch of ecstasy flashed in everyone's eyes.

Some people even took pleasure in other people's misfortune, and couldn't help but tease Lin Fan: "Three Nirvana masters come out together, it's enough to give you face, boy, you can wait for death in peace."

"No, with the cooperation of the three real people, even if you die, you can still smile at Jiuquan."
……

At this moment, ripples like ripples suddenly swayed in front of Lin Fan.

Immediately, I saw a graceful figure stepping out from the void.

"metropolitan!"

Ling Meier just stood still in front of Lin Fan when her face suddenly changed, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Injured?" Lin Fan asked, looking up and down his face, without showing any emotion on his face.

There was still a trace of blood on the corner of Ling Mei'er's mouth, she described her as looking very embarrassed, and she also looked a little awkward when facing Lin Fan.

"It's nothing serious." Ling Meier said with averted eyes.

After all, she is a long-established expert, and she also has her own arrogance. When facing Lin Fan, she inevitably felt a little nervous.

If there was no way to escape, she would not choose to run this way.

Ling Mei'er originally had no intention of working for the Emperor of Heaven, so when faced with Wei Zong's proposal, she also chose to turn a blind eye and put on a good show with the other party. After looking at the public, and getting the old man's promise of her benefits, she planned to retreat unscathed.

But he didn't expect that the old fox was not a vegetarian at all, and he turned his face and turned his back on him halfway through, and joined forces with other people.