Jiang Wenlong had absolute confidence in himself, and he said, "Who else will come!"

For a moment, the elite disciples of the three major sects hesitated.

Jiang Wenlong's words were already very obvious, and he would not show mercy in the future.

What's more, Jiang Wenlong won Huaxing before he drew his sword, and his strength was just average.

If you go up at this time, if you defeat Jiang Wenlong, there will be many benefits, but what if you lose?

If you lose your life, you will have nothing.

The scene suddenly became a little silent.

"The people from the three major sects of Yan State are too cowardly." Zhou Qianwen stood beside Lin Fan and couldn't help but say, "But Jiang Wenlong's strength is indeed extraordinary."

"Yeah." Lin Fan looked at Jiang Wenlong above and nodded slightly.

This guy is definitely the top-notch strong man in the Immortal Realm. Even if he goes up by himself, he may not have a great chance of winning.

"Are all the people in Yan State such courageless people?" Jiang Wenlong said with a sneer.

He snorted coldly in his heart, just these people wanted to make him apologize and joke.

I am the prince of Qi, so I asked me to kneel down and kowtow to apologize?

At this time, Wei Zheng stood up and said loudly: "I have a recommended candidate."

Many people looked at Wei Zheng.

They couldn't help but think, was Wei going to let the little eunuchs from the West Factory?

Although I didn't say that it was not possible to do this, if a eunuch came up to win in such an occasion, the disciples of the three major sects below would look bad.

Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat when he heard Wei Zheng's words.

Sure enough, Wei Zheng looked at his place, and Lin Fan quickly turned around and wanted to leave this ghost place.

"The Lord of the Nanzhenfu Department, Lin Fan!" Wei Zheng said loudly: "This Lin Zhenfu is young and has extraordinary strength. He has long wanted to ask Prince Jiang for advice, but he is a thin-skinned person and is embarrassed to stand up in public, so he asked me to tell him."

This old pit comparison.

Lin Fan became speechless, and many people looked at Lin Fan. After all, there were not many people wearing the Jinyiwei official uniforms in the venue.

"Lin Zhenfu is young and promising."

"Lin Zhenfu, you said you just need to challenge Prince Jiang and just say it directly. Why are you so thin-skinned?"

"Haha, Lin Zhenfu wants to give Prince Jiang a good look and show his power."

Many officials around said to Lin Fan.

Lin Fan smiled awkwardly, bowed and said, "I feel a little uncomfortable today, so..."

At this time, Wei Zheng flew directly to Lin Fan, put his hand on Lin Fan's shoulder, and forced him to the ring.

"I said, "The Factory Supervisor, I will help you enter the Jinyiwei. It is not easy to become this polite guard. If you accidentally die at the hands of Prince Jiang today, you will be useless. I am thinking about the Factory Supervisor." Lin Fan lowered his voice and said to Wei Zheng.

Wei Zheng said lightly: "Don't worry, I have countless talents in the West Factory, and don't be afraid. Isn't there me? If I can't stand it, I will come up to save you."

Lin Fan was speechless, and he asked seriously: "Take it serious?"

"What I said is not a lie?" Wei Zheng nodded slightly.

Lin Fan then breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "You can't beat Prince Jiang even if you touch me."

"Aren't this the disciples of the three major sects not there? In desperation, I can only think of you. Don't talk too much, hurry up." Wei Zheng said impatiently: "Don't worry, if you are in danger, I can save you in an instant."

"Yeah." Lin Fan nodded, and he was speechless. He was indeed not sure about this Prince Jiang.

But thinking about Wei Zheng's words should not be dangerous.

It's not embarrassing to lose.

Thinking of this, Lin Fan walked halfway through and heard a person behind him saying: "Carriage Governor, Your Majesty asked you to go over and ask you something."

Lin Fan hurriedly looked back.

Wei Zheng also looked embarrassed. He looked at Lin Fan and said, "Boy, don't be afraid, hold on, I'll go to His Majesty's place to see you, come back if you have nothing to do, just hold on until I come back."

Damn, I won't play like this!

This old pussy is a bit too scammed.

Lin Fan had a dark face, and Wei Zheng hurriedly left at this time.

Lin Fan turned his head and looked at Jiang Wenlong on the stage.

Jiang Wenlong also looked at Lin Fan who appeared and was looking at him.

Lin Fan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and slowly walked onto the ring.

Lin Fan's meeting came to power also surprised many people.

For example, Wang Gouzi, Xiao Yuanshen, Xiao Yuanjing and others.

Zhou Qianwen, who was a melon-eating crowd, was also staring at Lin Fan at this time and couldn't help but say, "I didn't expect him to be so kind."

"You really have the courage to come and challenge me at this time." Jiang Wenlong said lightly to Lin Fan: "If you admit defeat now, it will be too late."

Lin Fan really wanted to admit defeat and go straight down, but when he looked down, all the civil and military officials in the court were staring at him.

It is a bit embarrassing to admit defeat directly.

He took a deep breath and cursed Wei Zheng three thousand times in his heart.

"I admire Prince Jiang for a long time, and I came to ask Prince Jiang for his skills." Lin Fan said awkwardly.

Jiang Wenlong observed Lin Fan, then slowly pulled out the long sword behind him and said, "You can do something."

Lin Fan couldn't help but take a look at the direction of the Wushuang Sword Sect.

He didn't want to show off too much, especially his two trump cards.

One is a sword-controlling technique, and the other is a divine dragon technique.

Among them, the Dragon Art is definitely not useful. If it is used, it may be regarded as a monster.

As for sword control, I don’t know if the people from the Wushuang Sword Sect will cause any trouble when they see it.

"Then I'm not polite." Lin Fan said awkwardly: "Look at my ancestral boxing technique!"

Then he clenched his fists and ran towards Jiang Wenlong.

Jiang Wenlong frowned. This guy clenched his fist and rushed towards him. It was too funny and funny, right? It was mainly because he saw Lin Fan's style, and he didn't look like a martial artist.

At this time, the disciples of the three major sects of Yan State, as well as civil and military officials, were also thinking so.

Many people couldn't help but say, "Who is the background of Lin Fan's politeness? With this style, can you become the politeness of the Jinyiwei?"

"Yes, isn't this guy just a false reputation?"

Suddenly, many people started discussing it.

Jiang Wenlong snorted coldly and slashed towards Lin Fan with a random sword.

In his opinion, his sword could take Lin Fan's life.

Just as Lin Fan and Jiang Wenlong approached.

A sword appeared in Lin Fan's hand instantly!

Seven-star Dragon Source Sword!

"die!"

Lin Fan's eyes instantly turned sharp, and he slashed Jiang Wenlong's chest with a sharp sword.

This sudden change made Jiang Wenlong feel a little out of control and hurriedly retreated, but a faint blood mark was also scratched on his chest.
Chapter completed!