Among the members of the Shen Dao Sect, the one with the highest strength value was undoubtedly Xiao Hu. Seeing several of his accomplices being brutally beaten by Lu Fan, who rushed towards them like a gust of wind, I couldn't help but feel frightened.
With no way out, he could only bite the bullet and roar, "If you dare to be so presumptuous, I will destroy you."
He thought that as long as he could survive three and two moves, the other members would come and surround Lu Fan, alleviating his urgent need.
With everyone working together, there is a high probability that they can cripple him to avoid endless troubles.
He could only use all his strength, pounce on him like a tiger descending from the mountain, fight with all his strength, and punch out suddenly, revealing the ferocity in his bones.
Lu Fan said solemnly: "Any woman who dares to hit me will not be forgiven."
He also hit it with a punch, and the force was even stronger.
In an instant, the two fists suddenly collided together, making a loud sound.
What followed was Mustache's miserable howl, and all five fingers were broken. The pain caused him to tremble, his heart was filled with fear, and he wanted to retreat in panic.
But it was too late, Lu Fan's follow-up attack had already arrived, with a move of two dragons entering the sea, causing mustache's two shoulders to be shattered, and he received double punishment.
Unable to bear it any longer, he fell to the ground with his face facing the sky. It was so miserable.
Obviously, because Mustache punched Jiang Xueshan, which made Lu Fan furious, he deserved the bad luck he suffered.
A group of members of the Divine Sword Sect were quite fierce. They chased after them with their swords and vowed not to give up.
The round-faced man at the front had a ferocious look on his face, and slashed at Lu Fan's back with a knife, and a strong wind suddenly came.
I thought that the sneak attack would be successful, impress the young master, and even make Lu Fan's blood splatter on the spot, which would be a great achievement.
Unexpectedly, Lu Fan seemed to have eyes on the back of his head and his reaction was very fast.
He didn't turn around at all, he just tilted his body to avoid the blade, which was just right.
Then he grabbed it out, grasped the back of the knife like a vise, and growled in a low voice, "Let go!"
The huge force shrouded the steel knife, making the round-faced man look shocked. After all, it was difficult to resist, and the tiger's mouth was shocked to bleed, so he had no choice but to let go.
Immediately, a cold light flashed, and Lu Fan directly grabbed the back of the guide blade, turned around, and quickly launched a counterattack.
A shrill scream came out, and the round-faced man's abdomen was sliced horizontally with a blade, leaving a foot-long gash and blood suddenly gushing out.
The round-faced man was almost frightened to death. His face was as pale as paper. He stepped back and fell to the ground.
However, in an instant, more than half of the members of the Shen Dao Sect were injured, resulting in heavy losses.
There were also a few guys who were so frightened that their faces turned pale, and they were holding steel knives and bluffing, but they didn't dare to go over and just shouted and cursed.
"You little brat, you are very brave. If you dare to go against the Divine Sword Sect, you will be dead."
"If you don't put the knife down right away, you'll be captured without any help, otherwise you won't be able to reap the rewards..."
Before Lu Fan could go over to deal with them, Jiang Xueshan and Hong Xiaolei picked up the steel knives that fell on the ground and rushed over in a menacing manner.
The two sides fought again, filled with flashes of swords and shadows. For a while, the fight was inseparable.
Lu Fan's wrist shook, and the steel knife he held flew over in a spinning direction, and struck a guy on the thigh, causing him to fall down with a cry.
As a result, the other guys were so frightened that they became silent and had no fighting spirit. After being stained one after another, they all fell into a pool of blood, struggling in pain.
In just a quarter of an hour, both the young master Wei Yu and more than a dozen elites of the Divine Sword Sect suffered misfortune and were lying on the ground in a mess.
The two beauties finally vented their anger, dropped the steel knives in their hands, and looked proud. They looked at Lu Fan in unison, filled with admiration.
Lu Fan glanced coldly at Wei Yu on the ring and said in a deep voice: "You bastard, I thought you were so capable that you dared to be so rampant. Now how can you say whether you were defeated by me?"
Wei Yu was embarrassed for a while, how could he admit defeat in public? He struggled to get up and said weakly to Xu Zhongshan:
"Uncle, this kid plotted against me. The result of the duel will not count. You have to make the decision for me."
Xu Zhongshan naturally wanted to speak to Wei Yu, not only because of his kinship, but more importantly because of Wei Yu's identity as the young master.
Shen Dao Sect is one of the eight sects, and as the president of the martial arts association, he has to rely on others.
In his opinion, Lu Fan has no power and should be bullied. Who cares whether you are right or wrong.
Since he wholeheartedly protected Wei Yu, Xu Zhongshan stood up suddenly and said with a gloomy face:
"What the young master said makes sense. We, a group of famous martial arts masters, have all seen it. Lu Fan used dirty tricks and caused serious harm to the young master of the Shen Dao Sect. We must not tolerate it."
What he said shocked Lu Fan and the two beauties. They couldn't believe their ears and wondered if they had heard something wrong.
Lu Fan obviously won, but he was framed on the spot. It was simply unreasonable.
At the same time, the masters of the Wushu Association, the so-called celebrities, all stood up, but the president followed suit.
His face was livid, and he loudly rebuked Lu Fan, which was clearly confusing right and wrong, and there was no logic at all.
"Surnamed Lu, you not only beat Young Master Wei, but also injured a large number of members of the Divine Sword Sect. Your crime is unpardonable."
"If you don't hurry up and apologize to Young Master Wei, you won't end well if you don't."
Lu Fan would definitely not take the blame for this, and said with a gloomy face: "I won, and I won't listen to your nonsense. The bullshit young master must be willing to admit defeat and give me 10 million."
Xu Zhongshan said angrily: "You still dare to ask for money, stop daydreaming. If you dare to violate the rules and kill Young Master Wei, you will never be forgiven.
According to the judgment of our president and other masters, Young Master Wei is the winner, please hand over 10 million immediately and don’t cheat."
This result was really infuriating. The two beauties couldn't bear it and immediately spoke out against it.
Unexpectedly, Xu Zhongshan had made up his mind and refused to listen to their opinions at all. He insisted on going his own way and laid hidden dangers for himself.
Lu Fan was not a fool, so how could he be so unjustly accused? He immediately told the two girls to stay away later and not to get involved.
Then he glared at a group of martial arts masters and shouted sternly, "You old immortals are going blind, right? It's obvious that I defeated that bastard, but you still want to trouble me?"
The arrogant attitude made Xu Zhongshan and others furious, and they surrounded Lu Fan with a roar, preparing to give him some trouble.
Xu Zhongshan even scolded with a black face: "Little beast, don't think that you can do whatever you want with just a little effort. Let's see how this president will deal with you."
Lu Fan was not afraid at all and shouted loudly: "If you use your skills and use your bare mouth, I think you are nothing but bullshit..."
"Oh, you bastard makes me so angry!"
In extreme anger, Xu Zhongshan swooped over, like a gray crane, and used his unique skill, Linghe Fist, to launch a fierce attack on Lu Fan.