Zhao Meng is not a fool. He knows that Fang Lin's strength has now reached the realm of spiritual weakness. With the help of secret treasures, he can press him to the ground and rub him.
If he accepts the challenge, he will definitely die!
But do you want him to commit suicide?
That's even more impossible!
Throughout the ages, no genius has died under his own sword. If he commits suicide in front of the eight major sects and the children of many families in the world, then he will be a shame to the immortal world after facing the Tian Sect!
Even if he dies, he will be abandoned by the sect under the eighteen levels of hell, making it difficult to escape into reincarnation.
Suddenly, Zhao Meng was caught in a difficult choice.
Two roads, no matter which one they take, is a narrow escape.
There was even a moment when he wanted to beg Fang Lin for mercy.
At the same time, after seeing Fang Lin's terror, the strong men of the eight major sects did not dare to act rashly.
They all retreated and looked at Fang Lin with fear as if he was a demon.
Fang Lin, a four-star spirit, they still have the strength to fight. With their large number of people, even if there are casualties, it is possible to defeat Fang Lin.
However, Fang Lin, who had broken through to the Seven-Star Spiritual Body, was completely transformed, like a strong man who had stepped into another realm, which gave them a sense of powerlessness.
When facing such people, they also know that the best way is to run as fast as possible.
In fact, they all regretted being bewitched by Zhao Meng.
After all, there is only one life, but there are more than one treasures in the Chongxian Secret Realm.
Not far away, the disciples of the Xianwu Academy who were leaving with Leng Ruhan saw this scene and couldn't help but stop and let out bursts of sighs.
“Senior Brother Fang Lin, let’s bring glory to the Academy!”
"It's worth it to witness this scene in my lifetime!"
"The appearance of Senior Brother Fang Lin has made the geniuses of the eight major sects no longer dare to underestimate us!"
"Perhaps, after this battle, we can be on par with the disciples of the eight major sects!"
…
When saying these words, the Xianwu Academy
All the disciples raised their heads with proud expressions.
Many of them had set foot in the Chongxian Secret Realm three years ago, and they also knew that the eight major sects did not regard them as human beings at all, and the humiliation they suffered could even write a history of blood and tears.
Now that Fang Lin can feel proud and proud, allowing the master disciples of Chaotian Sect, the largest sect, to commit suicide, they naturally feel honored.
As the discussion increased, Fang Lin's footsteps also approached, and cold sweat broke out on Zhao Meng's forehead.
The weather was obviously very hot, but his heart felt cold.
Seeing Fang Lin getting closer and closer, Zhao Meng also knew that it was time for him to make a decision.
Life or death depends on God’s destiny!
"thump!"
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Meng's feet gave way and he knelt down directly.
Then a sliding shovel came to Fang Lin.
"Fuck!"
This scene shocked everyone.
Who is Zhao Meng?
Known as the most physically terrifying man in the Chaotian Sect, he is also known as the Devil Muscular Man. He once killed a Soaring Tiger that was close to the spiritual realm with his bare hands.
Although he is not the number one genius in the Chaotian Sect, he is definitely a person with a fierce reputation.
But in front of him, he knelt down in front of Fang Lin?
Where was his previous ruthlessness?
There were constant discussions around him, but Zhao Meng turned a deaf ear to it, as if he was outside the world.
To live without shame!
The fierce look on his face had long since dissipated, replaced by a flattering smile.
"Master Fang, there is no need to commit suicide. How about I give you all my secret treasures?"
Zhao Meng stared at Fang Lin with his eyes wide open.
He really wanted to live.
It's a pity that he touched
Fang Lin's reverse scale.
As the old saying goes, dragons have reverse scales and will die if they touch them.
Fang Lin will never let go of someone who hurts his friends.
Facing Zhao Meng's begging for mercy, Fang Lin just sneered.
His eyes flickered, and his orange pupils shrank, and a tyrannical force, like a mountain, pressed on Zhao Meng.
Zhao Meng, who is in the Spiritual Void Realm, is undoubtedly the first echelon of strong men in the Chongxian Secret Realm. .??.
But in front of Fang Lin, he felt like he was just an ant.
The sense of insurmountable gap made Zhao Meng feel suffocated.
"How could he be so tyrannical?"
Such words echoed in Zhao Meng's mind, but he had no answer.
Before facing Fang Lin, he once thought that the reason why Fang Lin was able to control the wind and rain in the Chongxian Secret Realm was just relying on the secret treasure, nothing more.
But the moment he knelt in front of Fang Lin, he saw clearly.
Fang Lin's power has nothing to do with the secret treasure.
That kind of majesty that is superior to all living beings is definitely something that a secret treasure can bring to him!
If Fang Lin grows up, he will definitely have his own world in the fairy world.
While Zhao Meng was thinking wildly, Fang Lin's voice sounded again.
"For the sake of your taking the initiative to kneel down, I will give you another choice!"
This expressionless voice almost made Zhao Meng cry.
He is afraid of death.
As a master of the Chaotian Sect, his future will definitely be bright, so he was unwilling to end his life so early.
Now, there is finally a glimmer of hope.
However, before he had time to be happy, Fang Lin's words poured down on him like a basin of cold water.
"If you cut off your own arm, I will no longer pursue this matter!"
As Fang Lin finished speaking, there was an uproar from all directions.
The dead nod their heads
, the soul returns to its hometown.
But living requires more courage.
If Zhao Meng breaks off his arm and walks around the world in the future, everyone will know that his broken arm was caused by Fang Lin.
At that time, he was making jokes in the world and talking about becoming famous.
It can be said that Fang Lin's move ended Zhao Meng's future!
"Hahaha……"
Zhao Mengsheng was helpless and smiled crazily.
On one side is his life, on the other is his future. No matter which side he is on, he is not willing to give up.
If he had known that his slap against Leng Ruhan would cost him so much, he would never have done anything to stand out!
What kind of secret treasure are you fighting for? Isn’t it nice to just keep developing it?
Unfortunately, there is no if in this world. Everyone needs to be responsible for their own actions.
Fang Lin is like this, and Zhao Meng is like this.
Some Chaotian Sect disciples felt very uncomfortable when they saw their sect's genius being bullied by Fang Lin and losing his mind.
They clenched their fists and moved forward slowly, wanting to stand up and help Zhao Meng.
However, Fang Lin glanced at him, his eyes as strong as a knife, and instantly stirred up a hundred meters radius, forcing back these people who were ready to make a move.
In the world of ascetics, being a good person also comes with a price!
"Fang Lin, my master is the great elder of the Chaotian Sect. If you kill me or depose me, there will be no good results. Why don't I offer the treasure and today's matter will be revealed."
Zhao Meng took a deep breath and revealed his final trump card.
Very embarrassing.
But Zhao Meng had to do this.
Now that things have come to a point where he has no other choice, all his hopes are pinned on the name of his master.
But, he didn't know that what he said would lead him into a bottomless abyss!
When Fang Lin heard this, he was stunned, and then he laughed: "Who am I? It turns out to be the disciple of the great elder of Chaotian Sect!"
This chapter has been completed!