Mo Chen's face was extremely ugly. This was a person on the list of peerless geniuses.

With strong strength, how can I fight him?

Xu Qiang said lightly: "I am a seventh-grade layman, you are only a fifth-grade. Both of us do not use Taoism. We are purely competing with swords. What do you think?"

"good!"

Mo Chen nodded without hesitation and agreed.

He could not get what he wanted. If he used the Tao, he would have no chance of winning.

Now, although the chance of winning is not much greater, it is better than nothing.

"Get a move." Xu Qiang said indifferently.

Mo Chen was extremely nervous. Although he was extremely talented, how could he be comparable to the person on the list of peerless geniuses?

He took a deep breath, took the steel sword in his hand and attacked Xu Qiang.

"come on!"

"Mo Chen, you are the number one!"

"We can't weaken the reputation of our Cangjian Sect!"

The disciples below shouted.

Mo Chen also made a concerted effort in his heart and didn't care.

Mo Chen waved his sword to Xu Qiang, and Xu Qiang drew his sword in an instant.

Bang!

Mo Chen's sword was broken!

Xu Qiang broke the steel sword in his hand with one sword and kicked Mo Chen in the chest with one stroke.

Mo Chen rolled on the ground several times, feeling extremely embarrassed.

Rong Yunhe above looked ugly, no matter which disciple Mo Chen was from the five major families.

Internal strife is internal strife.

At this moment, the disciples of the Xuanming Sword Sect defeated the first place in their swordsmanship competition.

Can his face look good?

And those elders were extremely hard to see.

"Oh." Rong Yunhe sighed slowly.

Helplessly, the disciples from the list of peerless geniuses were sent. What else can Cangjian Sect say?

"The first place? The clown with a false reputation."

Xu Qiang shook his head slightly, his face full of disdain.

Mo Chen's face is as ugly as it is.

He is a person who cares very much about reputation, and Xu Qiang actually humiliated himself so much.

"I've fought with you!"

Mo Chen roared, rushed up, and slapped Xu Qiang with a palm.

This palm is powered by magic!

Xu Qiang waved the sword in his hand.

With a puff, an extremely long wound appeared on Mo Chen's chest.

Blood gushed out.

"ah!"

Mo Chen looked at the blood on his chest, and his eyes fainted.

"How dare you hurt someone in my Cangjian Sect!" Mo Xianyi stood up suddenly.

Mo Chen is the most outstanding genius in their Mo family generation. If something happens, it will take a lot of energy and time to cultivate such a genius again.

"Looking for death!" Mo Xianyi yelled.

"Who is looking for death!"

Su Qianjue stood up suddenly and slapped Mo Xianyi on the shoulder.

Mo Xian felt an irresistible huge force coming from Su Qianjue's hand.

He was pressed back to sit on the chair.

"Don't worry, he is not dead, he is just a skin injury." Xu Qiang shook his head slightly: "Master, it seems that there is no enemy in the Cangjian Sect with one move. It's very boring. Let's go."

"Who said no? You guys, my two elder brothers can beat you up!" Fang Jinggeng cursed.

"oh?"

Everyone's eyes looked at Fang Jinggen.

Fang Jinggen yelled: "If my brother Lin Fan hadn't been framed and quit the competition just now, would you think you could be arrogant?"

Lin Fan looked at Fang Jinggen speechlessly and said, "Hey, say a few less words."

The disciples of Cangjian Sect around them also nodded and said, "That's right, Lin Fan easily defeated Mo Chen just now."

"I didn't expect to beat Mo Chen to do this."

"If you want to restore my reputation as Cangjian Sect, I'm afraid Lin Fan will have to take action."

These disciples roared and all started to discuss.

Mo Xian's face turned blue and white.

Extremely ugly.

"Lin Fan?" Su Qianjue looked at Lin Fan in the crowd with disdain: "Just him?"

Rong Yunhe looked at the seven elders beside him: "What do you think?"

"In order to regain my reputation as Cangjian Sect, it seems that Lin Fan can only take action."

Mo Xian gritted his teeth and held on: "Even if Lin Fan can do it, can he still defeat Xu Qiang? It's useless."

Bo Min Yang said: "Your Mo family cannot beat people, but it does not mean that others cannot do it."

"Let Lin Fan come up and ask him if he is willing." After saying that, Min Yang Bo said that, he asked him to go down and call Lin Fan come up.

Lin Fan followed a disciple and walked to the head of the sect and many elders.

Lin Fan looked at Su Qianjue with his eyes tightly.

Even though he was Su Qing's father, Lin Fan could not even respect him.

Rong Yunhe looked at Lin Fan in front of him and asked, "Lin Fan, are you willing to fight Xu Qiang?"

"Of course I don't want to." Lin Fan said: "The suspicion of undercover on my disciple has not been completely cleared, and I cannot fight for Cangjian Sect, so as not to make any noise from others."

Mo Xianyi, who was beside him, looked gloomy.

Isn’t the other person Lin Fan refers to him?

Several other elders looked at each other.

"Lin Fan, it's about the honor of the sect, do you think about it?" Rong Yunhe said.

Lin Fan said lightly: "It's okay to let me go to the battle, but someone wrongly accused me of being an undercover agent, so what should I say?"

Mo Xianyi said coldly: "If you lose this battle, if you are defeated, you will get rid of your tendons and veins and get out of the Cangjian Sect."

"But what if I win?" Lin Fan asked with a faint smile on his face.

Mo Xianyi said loudly: "If you can win, how about I kneel down and admit my mistake?"

Lin Fan is better than Xu Qiang? Is this a reality? Mo Xianyi sneered.

Lin Fan looked at Mo Xianyi speechlessly. This old man really had no confidence in him and dug such a big pit for him.

"Then just say it's a matter of determination?" Lin Fan said.

"Hmph, the elders of my Cangjian Sect have always spoken for one word!" Mo Xianyi said.

This is completely unfavorable to Lin Fan.

Of course, even Rong Yunhe had no confidence in Lin Fan.

Xu Qiang is a person on the list of peerless geniuses!

Lin Fan's face showed a look of confidence.

He walked onto the ring.

Countless disciples below looked at Lin Fan in anticipation.

"Lin Fan." Lin Fan introduced himself: "Fifth-rank layman."

"Xu Qiang, a seventh-grade layman." Xu Qiang looked at Lin Fan in front of him with disdain and said, "It would be a loss for you. I don't use the Taoist method..."

"Don't!" Lin Fan said hurriedly: "Don't give in to me, use mana, and fight with a little more refreshing."

"Oh." Xu Qiang's eyes moved slightly and he said coldly: "It seems that you are much more apt to the person just now. If you fight with me, you dare to let me use Taoism?"

Xu Qiang slowly pulled out his sword: "Get your sword!"

Lin Fan was bare-handed, and the referee hurriedly walked forward with a steel sword.

Lin Fan took the steel sword, and then he looked at Xu Qiang standing in front of him with real importance.
Chapter completed!