"Are you really not afraid of death?" Xin Feng asked at this moment.
Xin Feng's heart began to waver a little. The first glance at this man made Xin Feng feel like a fellow-traveler, and he even had the idea of making friends with him.
Although Xin Feng was very angry when they first met, the current situation made him hesitate.
At this moment, Lin Fan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Feng, come on, the third sword."
"You..." Seeing the other party acting like this, Xin Feng began to waver in his heart.
Looking at the other party's expression of resignation, Xin Feng felt that he should not take action again, otherwise he would regret it for the rest of his life.
On the high platform at this moment.
Wuya and Sect Leader Yan communicated with each other.
"Sect Master, why do I feel like there is something wrong with this?" Wu Ya looked at the situation on the field and felt that something was not right. They had been secretly observing Lin Fan since they took him in.
The final conclusion is this.
Pit, pit, pit..."
It's all a trap. Not only is it mysterious, but it's also very vulgar.
How could a person who valued his life the most look like he was looking down upon death?
"Tactics determine everything, just wait for the result." Sect Master Yan said without changing his expression as he transmitted the message.
Supreme Elder Wuya nodded and said nothing.
Lu Mingyang didn't know Lin Fan's situation, but when he saw that the sect leader and senior brother Wuya were not impatient, he was extremely confused.
At this moment, Lin Fan took a step forward, "Third Sword, come on, don't make me feel guilty for the rest of my life. The Holy Sect and the Jiuxiao Sect have been helping and supporting each other for three thousand years. Don't let it happen in our generation that you and I will have a grudge.
If we break off the relationship from now on, then I, Lin Fan, will be a sinner of the sect..."
At this time, Lin Fan roared angrily, and the world was filled with compassion. The originally clear sky gradually started to have dark clouds.
The expressions of the Jiuxiao Sect and Sheng Sect disciples changed dramatically, and they were all affected by Lin Fan's words.
Yes, Jiuxiao Sect and Sheng Sect have been like family members for three thousand years.
At this moment, the talented disciples of Jiuxiao Sect looked towards the Holy Sect. At the moment of the competition, they felt disdain for the Holy Sect in their hearts.
Now these words, like the sound of thunder, resounded throughout the heaven and earth, making them feel guilty.
Zong Hentian and Feng Xiaoling looked at each other from afar, then they lowered their heads silently, and finally raised their heads with a smile on their faces.
It was as if all the previous grudges disappeared at this moment.
"Holy Sect, Lin Fan, I have already remembered it in my heart."
"Me too, the Holy Sect is our Jiuxiao Sect's ally and our friendly sect. I must spread this person's name throughout the entire Jiuxiao Sect and let the brothers know that there is such a person in the Holy Sect."
"I hope Senior Brother Xinfeng will not draw his sword."
"No, you don't understand. This sword must be used. Senior Brother Xinfeng cares more about this person than we do."
….
"Brother Wuya, why don't we forget about this session." Liang Yichu said at this time.
"Brother Yi Chu, don't you care about the first place?" Wu Ya said with a smile.
Liang Yichu shook his head, "Brother Wuya, you know it well, why do you need to ask me? The competition for the strongest genius is a competition set up by the ancestors in order to connect the two sects and prevent them from becoming alienated. Who is this?
Winning the first place is not important at this moment. Now that the Holy Sect has this disciple, I don’t want him to die here. This is a loss to both the Holy Sect and the Jiuxiao Sect.”
"Even for my apprentice, it is a hurdle that will never be overcome."
Wu Ya looked at the competition stage and sighed softly, "Brother Yi Chu, it's better not to stop it now. Without this sword, your apprentice will not be able to cross this hurdle. Just like back then, if I didn't kill you
Crying, will this be the case between you and me?"
Liang Yichu was very emotional at first, but suddenly realized that the meaning of his words was wrong. Then he snorted and ignored Wuya, "It's up to you. Don't cry when the person dies."
….
"Come on..." Lin Fan shouted at this moment.
Xin Feng looked at Lin Fan and trembled slightly, "Okay, no matter what, I, Xin Feng, have recognized you as my friend."
"The third sword, from now on, will be the Mo Ni Sword."
At this moment, the sword light shone in the void, and Xin Feng moved, holding the Mo Ni sword condensed with sword intent in one hand, and rushed towards Lin Fan.
Lin Fan stood there with a slight smile on his lips.
The brilliance of this sword covered the previous two swords, and even the five long swords condensed with sword intent behind Xin Feng began to vibrate at the moment the third sword emitted light.
The remaining five long swords condensed with sword intent turned into streams of light and poured into the third sword.
At this moment, Liang Yichu stood up suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face.
"This is a breakthrough."
The disciples of Jiuxiao Sect and Sheng Sect stood up one by one, with a hint of worry in their eyes.
But nothing can happen.
As for Lin Fan, who was preparing to receive the third sword, his expression changed slightly. He found that Xin Feng had broken through.
This third sword seemed to have changed, becoming more powerful than the previous one.
But for some reason, Lin Fan didn't feel flustered at all.
The moment the third sword touched Lin Fan's chest, there was no strong impact, but the third sword cracked inch by inch and finally disintegrated.
"An irreversible sword never hurts a close friend." Xin Feng put his arm on Lin Fan's shoulders and showed the most sincere smile in his life.
Lin Fan also smiled and patted Xin Feng on the shoulder.
"Brother Feng."
"Brother Lin..."
The two looked at each other, their sparkling eyes unable to move away for a long time.
"Brother Lin."
"Brother Feng."
Suddenly the two of them laughed and put their arms around each other.
"Brother Feng, I, Lin Fan, am also lucky to be able to meet a friend like you today. Although this battle between the strongest geniuses is just a formality, for the sake of future generations, there must be a first place. Therefore, I quit and admit defeat.
, Brother Feng will be the first placer of this session." Lin Fan said sincerely.
"No, Brother Lin, you don't need to quit. I, Xin Feng, have no friends. Today I can meet an irreconcilable friend like you. It doesn't matter who is the first. I quit." Xin Feng stopped Lin Fan and said.
"No...I quit." Lin Fan said.
"Brother Lin, I'm quitting. Don't compete with me, otherwise you won't recognize me as a friend." Xin Feng said.
"Brother Feng..." Lin Fan was about to say something at this moment, but Xin Feng jumped out of the field decisively.
In the end, only Lin Fan was left standing on the stage.
"The 1000th battle of the strongest geniuses, the final winner is Holy Zong Lin Fan."
At this moment, the ordinary elder grabbed Lin Fan's arm and raised it high.
Lin Fan stood there, letting the ordinary elders raise his arms.
this…….
"Long live the Holy Sect."
"Long live Jiuxiao Sect."
….
The disciples in the audience cheered and cheered, and at this moment the atmosphere of the battle between the strongest geniuses truly reached its peak.
Lin Fan looked at Xin Feng and the talented disciple of Jiuxiao Sect.
"Papa…."
At this moment, Xinfeng and the talented disciples of Jiuxiao Sect were clapping and cheering for Lin Fan.
At this moment, Lin Fan wiped the corners of his eyes with one hand, raised his head, and looked at the sky.
Lin Fan was really happy today.
Today's pussy is the one he is most satisfied with.
Not only did he win first place, but he also made the other party applaud him willingly, and gained a precious friendship.
Maybe he may not be able to surpass this force in the future, but now for Lin Fan, he is already satisfied.
At this moment, Lin Fan truly experienced what it means to kill three birds with one stone.
On the high platform.
"Brother Wuya, why do I feel that something is wrong?" Liang Yichu clapped his hands at this moment, turned his head, and asked with some doubts.
Wuya clapped and smiled, "No, everything is perfect, the Holy Sect is number one."
Liang Yichu: “…….”
PS: This plot has been conceived for a few minutes, and at least it feels quite complete. After all, it’s not good to kick the crotch all the time. I recommend a book "Hong Kong Dynasty" to friends who are interested, you can read it.