Chapter 642: A Knife

"Do you want to challenge others?" the little girl's eyes seemed to glance at Qiao Lin with some contempt.

"Don't look at me like this, I'm very strong!"

Qiao Lin said, patting his chest, his eyes were full of confidence, after mastering this sword, ordinary outer disciples were probably not his opponents, and the only ones who were in trouble were those disciples of the Nine Realms of the Body Refining Realm.

The little girl's eyes rolled, and then she smiled: "Okay, you go and challenge them! Brother Qiao Lin, you are so powerful, you will definitely be able to defeat those outer disciples." ”

Qiao Lin laughed and asked, "So, how can I find someone to challenge?"

The little girl Huang Quan thought about it, then clapped her palms and said, "There you have!" She leaned into Qiao Lin's ear and muttered.

When Qiao Lin heard this, the light in his eyes became brighter and brighter, and then he smiled evilly: "Your method is good, just do it!"

The next day, Qiao Lin sat in the empty Ding Zi House, as if waiting for someone.

After a while, the door of the dormitory was kicked open, and a group of outer disciples walked in and walked towards Qiao Lin.

"Qiao Lin, look at the good things you did!"

"It's all your fault, why didn't you help us complete the task? Damn, we were severely punished by the elders!"

"You bastard, if you don't get an explanation from us today, you won't be able to eat and walk around. ”

These outer disciples can be said to have been blown up, but because early in the morning, the elders passed on the news, and they actually accused them of not completing the tasks arranged by the sect, so they attracted the anger of the elders, and in a fit of anger, they ordered everyone to receive fifty lashes.

That's why everyone is now covered in blood.

Yesterday's task was not completed, so there is naturally only one culprit, and that is Qiao Lin.

After these outer disciples were punished, they were the first to come to find Qiao Lin to settle accounts.

However, surrounded by these outer disciples, Qiao Lin did not have the slightest fear, but looked at everyone with an innocent face, and said suspiciously: "Senior brothers, what are you talking about?

"You ......" An eightfold outer disciple of the Body Refining Realm stepped forward and grabbed Qiao Lin's clothes, and said angrily, "Didn't you promise us to help us complete our daily tasks?"

Qiao Lin pinched the other party's wrist and violently tore it away.

With Qiao Lin's current strength, if he really used the weak technique of boxing, it would be enough to crush the opponent's bones, but he didn't do it.

"Hehehe, senior brothers are really joking, when did Qiao Lin say that I was going to help you complete the task? Do you have any evidence?" Qiao Lin asked coldly.

"Obviously, you personally agreed. The other outer disciples said.

Qiao Lin still said the same sentence: "Evidence!"

This sentence directly blocked everyone to death, if Qiao Lin bit to death, they really didn't have any evidence to prove that Qiao Lin had agreed

They.

Moreover, if this matter spreads, it will not be pleasant for the few of them.

Qiao Lin's posture made everyone angry, and they all geared up, wanting to beat him hard.

But Qiao Lin saw everyone's thoughts at a glance, instead put his hands behind his back and said with a light smile: "Because my recent performance is very good, so Elder Zhang will summon me later, I won't resist, just like you come to fight, as long as you touch me, I will fall here, and the next Elder Zhang will depend on you to deal with it." ”

As soon as they heard the name of "Elder Zhang", many outer disciples all shuddered, this Elder Zhang happened to be the outer sect elder who rewarded them with a whipping.

Now he has just been punished by Elder Zhang, if he is angered again because of Qiao Lin's matter, I am afraid that it will not be fifty lashes by then, but one hundred lashes.

Thinking of such a consequence, no one dared to touch Qiao Lin at that time, and even the outer disciple who grabbed Qiao Lin's shirt hurriedly let go.

Qiao Lin then shook his head and said: "However, you senior brothers are angry in your hearts, and I can understand it very well, if you are not convinced, you can come and challenge me, as long as you are an outer disciple and can defeat me, I will let him dispose of it, and give my contribution points with both hands." ”

"Is this true?" The outer disciples surrounding Qiao Lin all looked fierce.

They didn't believe that Qiao Lin, a little guy like the Sixfold Body Refining Realm, could defeat them, so they all thought that Qiao Lin was afraid of them.

But Qiao Lin said again: "By the way, I forgot to say a word less, as a price, the person who loses, the contribution points will belong to the other party." If you senior brothers agree, just come and challenge me, and when I go to see Elder Zhang, I will come back to fight. ”

The disciples of the Penglai faction naturally forbade fighting each other, but they could choose to challenge each other.

Several people immediately burst out laughing, clearly thinking that Fang Zong was killing himself.

You must know that in the ring of the challenge, as long as you don't kill the other party, whether you are disabled or scrapped, you are not responsible.

They were so whipped by Qiao Lin that they couldn't pay a good tribute to this junior brother, but they would be a little sorry for their injuries.

Qiao Lin ignored them at all and walked straight out of Ding Zishe, but when he looked back at the rooms in the dormitory, his eyes fell on those independent rooms, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

"Hehehe, next, I'm probably going to live in it. ”

The so-called summons of Elder Zhang did not have such a thing, Qiao Lin just went out for a while, and then the identity token of the outer disciple quickly flashed and vibrate.

Qiao Lin released a trace of true qi and injected it into the token, and the token immediately burst out with light and turned into names.

These names are the people who are here to challenge.

They are naturally the outer disciples who were pitted by Qiao Lin, a total of seven people, most of these cultivators are in the seventh-fold or eightfold realm of the body refining realm, but no one can live in a separate room, it is conceivable that they

's strength must not be good.

"Well, let's pick the weakest one to warm up first!" Qiao Lin looked at the names on it, and then clicked on the name of one of them.

An Ruoran, an outer disciple, is a sevenfold refining body realm, challenging Qiao Lin, an outer disciple, and refining the body realm is sixfold.

This message soon appeared on Qiao Lin and the other party's identity tokens.

"Very good, next, it's Yanmentai!" Qiao Lin put away the token, picked up the firewood knife and walked to Yanmentai.

Yanmentai, is the Penglai sect of the outer disciples to challenge each other on the test platform, it falls on the back of a mountain, because the mountain shape is a little like a wild goose, so it is called Yanmentai.

At this time, the Yanmen platform was deserted, after all, most of the outer disciples were busy cultivating and completing tasks, where was there any time to accept the challenge?

However, there are some friendly exchanges.

Na An Ruoran came to Yanmentai almost at the same time as Qiao Lin, and when he saw Qiao Lin holding a broken firewood knife in his hand, he immediately showed a contemptuous sneer.

"Hmph, just a waste, I am so uncomfortable, today I have to let you live and not die!" An Ruoran was angry, as soon as he remembered that he had suffered the crime of whipping, he was so angry that he wanted to break Qiao Lin's body into pieces.

Qiao Lin didn't care, what he wanted now was just the contribution points in the other party's hands.

Because it is a formal challenge, it is natural that there is also a magistrate who is a notarization, and such a person will naturally not be held by ordinary disciples, so naturally, an elder from the outer sect was sent.

After coming, after saying "start", he sat cross-legged on the big stone under the competition table and fell asleep with his eyes closed, and there was a burst of snoring sounds.

Such an elder also made Qiao Lin feel a little crying and laughing, could it be that the elders looked down on the competition of the outer disciples so much?

At this moment, An Ruoran had already taken out a long sword and shouted coldly: "Stinky boy, I will abolish you today!"

But seeing An Ruoran holding the sword in one hand and kicking the ground violently, his body immediately flew out like an arrow from the string, and the long sword stabbed straight towards Qiao Lin.

When Qiao Lin saw such an attack, he shook his head again and again, and said secretly: "His speed is too far from his master! ”

After fighting against Fang Zong, although Qiao Lin's combat experience was still far inferior to Shang Zong, his vision had increased a lot.

Facing An Ruoran's sword, Qiao Lin did not retreat, and the firewood knife in his hand slashed forward casually.

"Hehe, idiot!" An Ruoran sneered in his heart, "My sword is made of fine iron, just a broken wood knife, just want to block my fine iron sword, kill yourself!"

An Ruoran could almost predict that Qiao Lin's firewood knife would definitely be cut off by his sword.

After all, his cultivation realm and weapons were far superior to Qiao Lin, and Qiao Lin had no chance of winning at all.

"Zheng!"

The seemingly fragile wood knife fell on the fine iron sword, but it was like cutting tofu

Generally, the firewood knife directly cut through the fine iron sword, and this scene shocked An Ruoran to the extreme.

This understatement of the knife made the outer gate elder who was originally sleeping on the side wake up suddenly, his eyes were solemn, but he exclaimed: "Good knife!"

And An Ruoran was also surprised when he saw this unpredictable scene, but before he could react, Qiao Lin's firewood knife had already fallen on his neck.

Qiao Lin held the knife in one hand, pressed it against An Ruoran's neck, and smiled indifferently: "You lost!"

An Ruoran opened her mouth, looked at the broken sword in her hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva involuntarily, and at some point, the clothes on her back were already wet with cold sweat.

(End of chapter)

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