Chapter 173 Could it be that all this is thinking too much?
Xin Feng's cold face had not yet recovered from the shock.
His sword is just gone?
This is the long sword that I have worked so hard to integrate into the infinite sword spirit. How is it possible... How is this possible?
Xin Feng was very angry inside, but he knew that he had to hold back. If he got angry, the Jiuxiao Sect's face would be lost.
Xin Feng's heart fluctuated greatly, but he endured it and comforted himself.
Don't get angry, don't get angry.
Now, no matter how distressed he is, he can't show it. He must show an indifferent look and let the other party know that this long sword is completely dispensable to him.
But Xinfeng forced a smile on his face, but he was really hurting inside.
The disappearance of the Sword Intent Realm brought the disciples of the Holy Sect back to their senses, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they fell into a daze again.
Then everyone discussed excitedly.
"Uncle Lin is really awesome."
"Just looking at that long sword makes me feel frightened. But I didn't expect that Master Lin could shatter it with his physical body. It's really terrifying."
"Haha, this is the Tianjiao disciple of Jiuxiao Sect. This weapon was destroyed by our uncle. It's really satisfying."
"When he took out that terrifying long sword, I thought that no one in the Holy Sect could defeat him. But when Master Lin made that move calmly, I knew that I was overthinking it."
"Look at the disciples of Jiuxiao Sect, their faces are all pale."
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"How dare you pick me up?" At this moment, Lin Fan spoke for the third time.
The red brick in his right hand became even more brilliant red and shining under the scorching sun.
The weather changed and the wind stopped.
Time and space seemed to have stopped, and Lin Fan stood like this, staring at Xin Feng with his plain eyes.
Lin Fan really couldn't stand this little brat's pretense.
You can be cowardly, you can be wretched, Lin Fan can tolerate all of this, and will treat it like dust, waving his sleeves and not taking any of it away, but why must he pretend to be so?
Could it be that you don’t know that I, Lin Fan, hate pretentiousness the most?
Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan, his heart beating slightly. He felt suffocated, but he hated this feeling.
The man in front of me is a disciple of the Holy Sect. How could I lose to him?
Then he looked at the red brick in Lin Fan's right hand. It was a very ordinary brick with no real energy fluctuation.
This is not a mysterious weapon, nor is it a magical weapon.
Could it be that…….
At this moment, Xin Feng suddenly had an idea in his mind, that is, the person in front of him was not trying to do anything to himself, but was deliberately taking out an ordinary brick in order to provide Jiuxiao Sect with a step to go down.
What will happen if this brick is photographed on his body? Xin Feng can understand this without having to think about it. Naturally, the brick shatters instantly, just like his own long sword, falling into pieces.
And just like this, it can be completely evened, no one blames anyone, the matter is over, and we can welcome the battle of the strongest geniuses.
"Haha..." Xin Feng, who had figured everything out, suddenly laughed. He had seen through everything, and all of this was just a step.
In order to save the Jiuxiao Sect's face, what would happen if I was slapped by this brick.
Wu Ya and Liang Yichu looked at each other, and like Xin Feng, they both had a clear idea in their hearts.
This brick is unremarkable, without a trace of real energy fluctuation. If you just slap it like this, with Xin Feng's physical strength, nothing will happen.
Although Wu Ya and Liang Yichu had some quarrels, their relationship was very deep. Now that things have reached this point, even though they both suffered, it can be considered even.
Wuya looked at Lin Fan and couldn't help but nodded. This little guy was very knowledgeable and knew how to maintain the relationship between friends and clans.
Wu Ya is very optimistic about this kind of disciple who knows how to protect the face of the Friends Sect, even though this little guy is the sixth disciple of the Wuming Peak Holy Demon Sect.
However, the Holy Demon Sect is a branch of the Holy Sect and comes from the same source. If they are properly cultivated, it will be enough even if they inherit the position of the sect leader in the future.
Wuya didn't say anything. He would wait until this brick was passed before talking about it. From now on, he should pay more attention to him and even recommend him to the sect leader.
An outstanding disciple is very important to the sect, but a sensible and outstanding disciple is even rarer.
Being a sect leader requires not only strong strength, but more importantly, an all-rounded heart.
"Brother Yi Chu, since the disciples of this sect have received a sword, let's bear it with each other and then have a meal." Wu Ya said.
Liang Yichu looked at Wu Ya's expression, then smiled slightly and gave him a thumbs up, saying that the Holy Sect was very lucky to have such a sensible disciple.
"Disciple, in that case, just pick up a brick." Liang Yichu said with a smile.
"Yes." Xin Feng was not afraid at the moment. Picking up a brick was not a big deal, and these bricks were just ordinary bricks.
Xin Feng also felt a sense of sympathy at this moment.
The two of them have the same personality and are in the same situation, so they seem to have a certain affinity for each other.
After this matter is over, Xin Feng doesn't mind having his first friend in his life.
Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan intently, his arrogant eyes imprinting Lin Fan's face into his heart.
As a friend of yours, I have decided to pay my dues.
"Come on." Xin Feng raised his head proudly, and at the same time, he tilted his body slightly and stretched his head forward, as if he wanted Lin Fan to hit more easily.
At this moment, Lin Fan sneered in his heart, looking at the ninety-five red bricks in his hand. Such a magical weapon finally had a use.
"Okay... don't worry, there won't be any injuries." Lin Fan said.
Xin Feng lowered his head with a slight smile on his lips. Naturally, there would be no injuries. How could he, a proud disciple of Jiuxiao Sect, not be able to withstand an ordinary brick?
Friends, don't worry, I understand your heart now.
At this moment, Lin Fan's right hand moved slightly, as if he had no strength at all.
The surrounding disciples looked at the scene in front of them and were also confused. What is going on?
But in the next second, everyone understood instantly.
"Bang……."
A light touch.
Lin Fan turned around and put the bricks back into his backpack without even looking at them.
"I'm so disappointed, I'm so vulnerable..." Lin Fan looked up to the sky and sighed, then lightly tapped Xin Feng's forehead with his finger.
"boom……."
Something unbelievable happened, Xin Feng's body fell to the ground like this.
The surroundings were quiet at this moment, and everyone had their eyes wide open. They didn't understand what was going on.
Lin Fan looked at Supreme Elder Wuya, nodded slightly, and then walked away, when a voice gradually came from not far away.
"The proud disciple of Jiuxiao Sect is nothing more than this..."
The figure disappeared, but the sound was like the sound of thunder, roaring and exploding between the two disciples, and could not dissipate for a long time.
Wu Ya looked at Lin Fan's disappearing background, and then looked at Xin Feng who fell to the ground. He was a little confused.