"Please Miss Fang out of the cabinet!"

At noon, outside the Zhenwu Gate, Jin Siming rode a huge one-horned ice rhinoceros beast, and as soon as he raised his hand, there were prepared disciples in the back, roaring in unison, and the sound spread throughout the entire Zhenwu Gate.

"Shameless, who wants to marry you!"

But Fang Xuewei heard it and rushed out angrily, behind her, there were also inner disciples of the main lineage line, as well as some other third-line disciples who were usually headed by her.

"Jin Siming, others are afraid of your Spirit Sword Sect, but I, Lin Aoyu, are not afraid, if you dare to move the eldest lady, I will kill you now!"

Behind Fang Xuewei, a purple-clothed true disciple stood up, his face was angry, judging from the pattern on the clothing, it was from the wood lineage, in fact, this person was the same as Tong Renjing, and he was also the grandson of the elder of the wood lineage, the difference was that the Tong family was very ambitious and was quite disrespectful to the main lineage Fang family, while the Lin family was looking at the Fang family, so Lin Aoyu was naturally close to Fang Xuewei.

"Yo drink, when did the True Martial Sect become so hard-hearted, even our True Martial Sect disciples dared to kill at will?"

This time, although Elder Jin did not come in person, several True Transmission disciples under the seat had arrived, and the person who spoke had a sinister face, wearing a golden robe, a pair of triangular eyes, and a vicious look.

It was the first true disciple under Elder Jin's seat, the Yin Snake Sword Leaving Renchuan.

Lin Aoyu had a hot temper, and when he was so provoked, he was about to step forward to fight with Na Lirenchuan, but was stopped by Fang Xuewei.

"Miss Fang, where is your lover?"

Liren Chuan Yin smiled predictably.

Fang Xuewei was furious in her heart, but she couldn't do it, after all, she mentioned this matter, and now where Yang Fan is, she really doesn't know.

"Miss Fang, I said ten days ago, come here today, if Yang Fan doesn't dare to fight, or he loses, according to the gambling contract, you should marry into my Jin family, I don't know where Yang Fan is now?"

Jin Siming jumped off the unicorn ice rhinoceros and walked in front of Liren River, and the other party Xue Wei said.

Behind Fang Xuewei, someone couldn't help but be ready to move.

"I am Yang Fan, I will fight with you today!"

An inner disciple jumped out.

Jin Siming glanced at him, waved his hand, and suddenly made a move, only to see a sword light flashing, directly piercing the throat of the inner disciple, and he died on the spot.

The speed was so fast that even Fang Xuewei was on the side, but she couldn't be saved.

The crowd was shocked.

"How did you kill someone?" Fang Xuewei was furious.

Jin Siming smiled slightly: "Today is my good day, I, Jin Siming, naturally don't want to see blood, but some people insist on coming out to make trouble, if I don't teach him a lesson, wouldn't it be the name of my Jin family?" Miss Fang, if Yang Fan doesn't come out again, you have to go with me, if you resist stubbornly, I think, the great elder of the Contempt Sect will not mind our Spirit Sword Sect using some means." ”

The threat in the words was strong, but the disciples behind Fang Xuewei all dared to be angry and didn't dare to speak, even Lin Aoyu, who had a hot temper, was also jealous at this time, because the spirit sword of Lirenchuan was not withdrawn, but swallowed in the air, like a spirit snake, staring at the people behind Fang Xuewei.

Especially Lin Aoyu, he was stared at by Lirenchuan's eyes, and it seemed that as long as he made a move, the spirit sword would pounce.

Although Lin Aoyu is an innate martial arts cultivator, his talent is far inferior to Fang Xuewei and Tong Renjing, and he is only worthy of stepping into the innate refining realm, and he is still far from the peak, and he is far from Renchuan, but Jin Dan is complete, a half-step Yuan Infant character, how can he compare?

Seeing that everyone didn't dare to move, Jin Siming laughed: "Since Yang Fan is afraid of not fighting, Miss Fang, no, lady, don't you go with your husband?"

As he spoke, Jin Siming stretched out his hand and wanted to pick up Fang Xuewei.

Fang Xuewei dodged again and again, and with a ruthless heart, she wanted to subdue Jin Siming.

But at this moment, Tong Shanyue's voice came from behind: "Xue Wei, Jin Gongzi has already come, why don't you go to the Spirit Sword Sect with him?"

Fang Xuewei's body trembled obviously, the means that she originally wanted to take advantage of the mechanism to subdue Jin Siming were also hidden, and she knew in her heart that the general trend had gone, but she was still unwilling: "Tong Shanyue, you violate the rules of the door so much, aren't you afraid that the ancestors will have a spirit and punish you!"

Tong Shanyue's face changed, he was naturally not afraid that some ancestor would have a spirit and punish him, but Fang Xuewei actually called his name in front of all the disciples, which was so bold.

"Senior Sister Fang, I know where Yang Fan is!"

At this moment, a voice suddenly came, which also relieved Tong Shanyue's thunderous anger, and when he raised his eyes, it was a gray-clothed outer disciple, his face was pale, and he seemed to be seriously injured, but Tong Shanyue recognized it, isn't this person the outer disciple who saved people and came back?

"You say!"

Tong Shanyue said with a gloomy face.

The outer disciple was the one who was injured by Yang Fan last night, and under Tong Shanyue's forced gaze, he was a little nervous, but he still said it smoothly: "Yang Fan is in his courtyard, if he goes now, he shouldn't have escaped yet." ”

Hearing this, Tong Shanyue was noncommittal, but Jin Siming was overjoyed.

He waved his hand, "You lead the way in front, I'm going to see what this kid Miss Fang is passionate about, what can he do!"

The outer disciple surnamed Zhou glanced at Tong Shanyue, and when he saw him nodding, he breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way in front.

After a while, the group, including Fang Xuewei and others, who looked hesitant, all arrived at Yang Fan's door.

The courtyard door is closed.

A disciple of the Spirit Sword Sect smashed the thick gate made of hundred-year-old cedar wood with a sword in his hand, and everyone saw Yang Fan who was standing in the courtyard.

"Tiger King Pile!

Tong Shanyue was shocked.

Lirenchuan's face also changed slightly, and he obviously recognized the exercises that Yang Fan was cultivating.

In the cultivation world, "Extreme Refining Body" is widely circulated, and it can be bought almost as long as you go to a regular and large bookstore, but because it is so common, some sect disciples are not interested in reading it, and they don't know that Yang Fan is practicing the last of them, the Tiger King Pile Exercises.

But who is Tong Shanyue, he is the great elder of the True Martial Sect, the peak of the Martial King, naturally he has dabbled in this method of body cultivation, and even cultivated for a period of time to improve his physical cultivation and increase his martial arts heritage.

These two people naturally know how difficult it is to cultivate this set of exercises to the point of the Tiger King Pile.

However, the surprise is only for a moment, and the method of physical cultivation, even if it reaches this point, is only the peak of the day after tomorrow, so why be afraid?

"Who are you?"

Yang Fan opened his eyes and asked with a hint of doubt.

Jin Siming laughed: "Boy, don't you remember me?"

Yang Fan naturally remembered this person, and also remembered that this person had looked at him with vicious eyes, and his heart moved, and he suddenly understood that he was looking for trouble.

It's just that even if you are looking for trouble, it seems very unreasonable to come to the door in such an open way, after all, although the True Martial Arts Sect is in decline, it is impossible to let people from other factions bully like this, right?

At this moment, a purple shadow flashed, and Fang Xuewei stood in front of him.

In her ears, Fang Xuewei's voice came: "Don't panic, I'll deal with this person, as long as you don't say a word, just listen to me." ”

These words only entered Yang Fan's ears, and Fang Xuewei said them to him with the method of true qi transmission, Yang Fan was slightly stunned, and then nodded silently.

"Miss Fang, at this time, do you still want to protect him?"

Fang Xuewei's actions suddenly made Jin Siming too jealous, and he couldn't wait to step forward and kill Yang Fan now.

"If I don't protect him, can't I protect you?" Fang Xuewei also let go at this time, and said with a spicy face.

Jin Siming's heart burned even more jealously, and he looked at Yang Fan: "Yang Fan, if you are a man, don't hide behind a woman, fight with me openly, if you win, I will leave, if you lose, from now on, don't pester Fang Xuewei, do you dare to fight?"

Hearing this, Yang Fan finally understood a little, and he stood up.

"Okay, I'll fight you!"