Zhou Qing was in a good mood at this time.

Not long ago, I met Xiahou and saw that their token was stolen and I was about to find a weaker team.

For Zhou Qing, meeting Lin Fan and others is really sleepy and encountering pillows.

No matter how impressive Lin Fan performed in the first round before.

But that was just his personal performance.

In Zhou Qing's eyes, Lin Fan and Ye Feng were just seventh-grade lay Buddhists, and only Wu Qijun was the first-grade Taoist priest.

And with the three of them joining forces, they can definitely easily deal with Lin Fan and the other two.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing couldn't help but smile on his face.

Unlucky child, Lin Fan looked at Zhou Qing who wanted to fight with him and couldn't help saying, "Zhou Qing, you want to grab the token and find another family."

Lin Fan didn't want to fight with the three of them either.

The three of them had no tokens, and it would be meaningless to win. Maybe they would have to be hurt by others.

After hearing Lin Fan say this, Zhou Qing thought Lin Fan was scared, and he was even more certain in his heart that he must not let the three of them fly.

Zhou Qing winked. His other two fellow disciples surrounded Lin Fan and the other two in the middle, as if they wanted to take action at any time.

Zhou Qing slowly pulled out the sword in his hand and sneered, "Lin Fan, give us the token honestly, so as not to be seriously injured by us, and he can only withdraw from this round of competition."

Wu Qijun was quite nervous. He held the long sword in his hand and took a deep breath.

Wu Qijun also secretly regretted it. If he had known the method he had chosen, the three of them would have stayed in the cave and hid. After two days, they would have been unable to be the last one.

It's better than meeting Zhou Qing and the other three now.

Lin Fan's face was speechless. Zhou Qing was really naughty and determined to fight with him.

He sighed helplessly, Lin Fan took action in an instant, and grabbed Zhou Qing directly with his big hand.

Zhou Qing did not expect that Lin Fan would be disagreeable and attacked him instantly.

However, Zhou Qing was not weak either. He waved the long sword in his hand and stabbed Lin Fan's arm.

"Sword break!" Lin Fan had no weapons at this time, but he stabbed Zhou Qing's sword with his fingers.

Lin Fan's fingers surrounded by powerful sword energy.

With a loud bang, the long sword in Zhou Qing's hand collided with Lin Fan's fingers.

Zhou Qing was defeated several steps back, but the sword in his hand was safe and sound.

Zhou Qing is the young palace master of Jianyou Palace. The sword in his hand is even more of a low-level magic weapon.

It's also extraordinary.

"Lin Fan, do you think this move will work for me?" Zhou Qing laughed out loud, and then said to the other two: "I won't do it yet."

The other two also fought together with Wu Qijun and Ye Feng.

Wu Qijun and the first-class Taoist priest fought no matter how far they were, but the seventh-class layman in Jianyou Palace was suppressed by Ye Feng.

The seventh-grade lay Buddhists in Jianyou Palace were frightened at this time.

Ye Feng's sword attack was extremely fierce, and he did not look like the strength of a seventh-grade layman.

And he was even beaten to retreat step by step.

Zhou Qing frowned slightly, and then said to Lin Fan: "Lin Fan, do you think that you can beat me with the strength of a seventh-grade layman?"

"That's right, you did defeat Yao Lie in the ring, and Yao Lie also defeated me in the ring."

"But that's just the premise of not using mana! If you use mana, with my snake sword in hand, he may not be my opponent!"

Zhou Qing’s words are not false. He is the young master of Jianyou Palace, so he can only have a low-level magic weapon.

With this magic weapon in hand, even if he meets Yao Lie, he will not be afraid at all.

What's more, in the eyes of many people, it seemed that Yao Lie was defeated.

But Lin Fan's injuries were actually worse than Yao Lie.

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing became a little more confident.

Lin Fan cannot be his opponent!

That's right!

Thinking of this, Zhou Qing became even more confident.

Waving the snake plate sword in his hand, he attacked Lin Fan.

Lin Fan frowned slightly and started fighting with Zhou Qing.

He had no weapons in his hand and was a little restrained. If the Dragon Scale Sword was in his hand, I'm afraid Zhou Qing would have been his defeated man.

What a pity, Lin Fan didn't feel this way when the Dragon Scale Sword was in his hand before.

Only when you lose the Dragon Scale Sword can you regret it.

If God gives him another chance.

Lin Fan would say something to Mo Xianyi: I still want it if there is any heirloom?

If you want to use the magic tool, add a quantity.

Lin Fan would say: No need to worry about too much.

Zhou Qing waved the sharp snake plate sword, and Lin Fan did not dare to touch the edge.

He knew the power of this magic weapon.

Even a human-level low-grade magic weapon may be able to kill yourself like cutting tofu.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan frowned and looked back at the four people who were still fighting behind him.

If you continue to fight like this, it will become more and more unfavorable for you.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan deliberately revealed a flaw and had no defense in front of him.

Zhou Qing saw it, what a chance!

He stabbed Lin Fan in the chest with a sword.

In this second round, regardless of casualties, Lin Fan did not admit defeat at this time. Even if he killed Lin Fan with one sword, no one could say anything.

Lin Fan saw him take the bait and a faint smile appeared on his face.

Then, he secretly used the sword-control technique.

Although this snake plate sword is Zhou Qing's weapon, it is not Lin Fan's own magic weapon.

Although Lin Fan could not control the snake plate sword to attack Zhou Qing, it was possible to make it deviate slightly from the direction.

Zhou Qing stabbed this sword and was about to stab Lin Fan in the chest.

Suddenly, the snake plate sword turned one direction and stabbed Lin Fan next to him.

Before Zhou Qing could react, Lin Fan slapped Zhou Qing's wrist with a palm.

His wrist hurt, and the snake plate sword fell to the ground with a sound.

Then, Lin Fan used his magic power to slam the chest with a thunderous palm.

Bang!

Zhou Qing was knocked away by Lin Fan's palm, hit a tree, and then landed on the ground.

He covered his chest, gritting his teeth in pain.

Lin Fan picked up the snake plate sword and pointed at Zhou Qing's neck: "Who wins and who loses?"

Zhou Qing had a disastrous defeat and shouted hurriedly: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat. You two should stop quickly. Bastard, I want to see if I was killed by Lin Fan!"

[    Fast update]           If Lin Fan doesn’t admit defeat, he will have no place to deal with him.

The other two were disciples of Jianyou Palace. At this time, the young palace master Zhou Qing was captured. How dare they resist? They hurriedly admitted defeat.

Ye Feng and Wu Qijun hurriedly stopped the two.

Zhou Qing couldn't understand at this time. Why did that sword suddenly deviate and stab Lin Fan?
Chapter completed!