Signed in for 20 years, just to kill God

All eyes fell on Lin Fan, Lin Fan smiled faintly, and bowed his head towards the other elders in grievance.

"Ugh!"

This sigh made the elders feel different and suspicious.

"Holy Son, if you have anything to say, please speak up."

"Elder beauty, I am wronged, I am too wronged."

Lin Fan's cheeks were raised 45 degrees to the right, with a perfect profile and tears in his eyes.

"Because, I am mortal, I became the Son of God, and some people's hearts are twisted..."

"what?"

When Lin Fan said this, Fang Zimo and the others all looked at Guo Dongtian.These people all know that Guo Dongtian comes from Youlongdian, and Youlongdian has always looked down on the Holy Son and wants to make that person the Holy Son.

Many people also know, did You Longdian attack Shengzi?
But just a few months after Shengzi came, Guo Dongtian made a move, which is too fast.

"you!"

Guo Dongtian never thought that Lin Fan still had such a hand.

"Elder beauty, I have worked so hard to practice all kinds of swordsmanship for the Holy Land. I will give the swordsmanship I understand to the outer disciples free of charge, and teach them."

"Elders, I am doing this for free. As the Son of God, it is my honor to let me do this."

"Cough cough!"

Fang Zimo couldn't listen anymore, Lin Fan, the saint, spoke too well of himself.

"Lin Fan, how long have you only been, and you still understand?" Guo Dongtian said coldly again.

"How long have I been able to practice evil swordsmanship?"

"I don't even know what sorcery is, so you frame me when you come up."

"Do you think you are stronger than the suzerain? Or can you see my essence better than the ancestor?"

Lin Fan squinted and spoke slowly.

"hiss!"

Guo Dongtian gasped, and Lin Fan's excuse made Fang Zimo and others react.

"That's right, the Holy Son has only been here for three months."

"Lin Fan, you have been here for three months, so what can you comprehend?"

"Enlightened what? I have comprehended all the three hundred swordsmanship of the outer sect."

"Are you dreaming? You are too crazy, you practice three hundred swordsmanship?"

Guo Dongtian laughed sarcastically, and Bai Hua and other disciples also laughed.

"Elder Guo, if you can't do it, it doesn't mean I can't do it."

"I am the Holy Son..."

Lin Fan sighed once again, for those who were framed, felt grief and indignation in their hearts, and bristled with anger.

"Lin Fan, don't talk nonsense, no matter what you say today, you are practicing evil swordsmanship."

"Elder Guo, let's gamble?"

Seeing more and more people gathering outside, Lin Fan finally nodded in satisfaction.

Ninety percent of the outer sect's disciples gathered in the kitchen, which was what Lin Fan wanted.

"Bet? Do you still dare me to bet? What are you betting on?"

"Just bet that I'm better than you in teaching disciples, three hundred swordsmanship. If you lose, ten thousand spirit stones!"

"Elder Guo, do you dare?"

At this time, Lin Fan dug a hole again, wanting Guo Dongtian to bet against him.

"Dare, why don't you dare? You want to teach in front of everyone, but I want to see, how do you guide?"

Guo Dongtian and Lin Fan's bet against each other made Fang Zimo and others react.

"How did it become a bet? Didn't it mean evil swordsmanship?"

"This holy son is a bit strange." Xiao Lu's cheeks were flushed, even though she had practiced for hundreds of years, she was teased by Lin Fan, and Fan Xin was a little moved.

"Come on, choose a disciple at random."

"The best is yours!"

With his hands behind his back, Lin Fan was as calm as a pine, his eyes were deep and mysterious.

"Master, I'm coming!"

A tall disciple walked out from the crowd.This disciple, with a bruise on his face, obviously lost to the sword just now.

"Yu Xiuming, pay my respects to my disciple."

"Practice the Sunset Sword..."

As soon as Yu Xiuming finished speaking, he saw Lin Fan walking in front of Yu Xiuming, and said lightly: "The essence of the Sunset Sword is not in the sword, but in the sunset."

"The light of afterglow is death, it is destruction!"

"what?"

Yu Xiuming's pupils shrank, and the chicken wings in Lin Fan's hands lightly slid across the sky.Right in front of everyone, Lin Fan used 33 moves of Sunset Sword.

Sword Qi is fragrant, that is the smell of grilled chicken wings.

Yu Xiuming was completely dumbfounded, and each of the eight elders was also stunned. The sword in Lin Fan's hand had already turned into the setting sun and dissipated into the sky and the earth.

"Good swordsmanship!" Xiao Lu was so excited, her pretty face flushed.

"As expected of the Holy Son, this sword has entered the realm of perfection!"

"Old man, why not!"

Fang Zimo also nodded. When he was young, he practiced the Sunset Sword, but it was only a great achievement, and he never reached perfection.

"Thank you!"

Yu Xiuming bowed down, even if he is Guo Dongtian's apprentice, he has to be convinced.

"How is it?" Lin Fan looked at Guo Dongtian again.

Guo Dongtian's face was not good-looking, and the apprentices he had accepted had already started to practice the Sunset Sword. At this time, Yu Xiuming's swordsmanship had really improved too much, more than three times.

Guo Dongtian also had to admire this kind of swordsmanship.

"Is it an evil sword?"

"Perhaps, this is what you are hiding."

"Come again!"

As soon as Guo Dongtian finished speaking, another person walked out behind him.

"Outer disciple, Han Sanyan, practice "Yanluo Long Sword"!"

"See it clearly!"

Lin Fan nodded again, and stepped back abruptly. With the first move, the swallow swooped three times and turned into three afterimages in the air, but the afterimages rose into the air at the end, just like the swallows returning to their nests.

"My God? This is not three ways, but nine ways?"

"Perfect!"

"This sword technique, it turns out to be like this!"

An elder secretly stretched out his fingers and slowly circled them. They didn't expect that the Yan Luo Sword could also send out nine strikes.

"Outer disciple, Yu Qi, practice "Plum Blossom Sword"!"

"Plum blossoms come out seven times, asking the heavens seven times!"

"Do you think it's just seven tricks? The last trick should be a combination of seven tricks, eight questions of plum blossoms!"

Lin Fan flapped his chicken wings again, his sword energy fluttering, and his feet had already turned into plum blossoms.

"Seven Star Sword!"

"Wan Xue Sword!"

"Chasing the smoke and chasing the toad sword!"

A famous disciple came up, and Lin Fan used his sword skills again.Every sword technique, Lin Fan comprehends it perfectly.These disciples, seeing Lin Fan, bowed down one by one.

Surrender, that is absolute surrender.

24 disciples in a row, the disciples outside finally couldn't wait.

"Holy Son, teach me, I want to learn sword too!"

"Yes, we want to too!"

"We believe in you, this is definitely not an evil sword technique!"

Many disciples are not stupid, does Lin Fan need to practice evil swordsmanship?So many sword skills, all of them are at the perfect level.

What does this mean?It shows that the Holy Son is very talented, and it means that the Holy Son has really practiced all three hundred yellow-grade swordsmanship.

"Ming Yun pays homage to all the elders!"

"If I, Mingyun, didn't have the enlightenment of the Holy Son, how could I be like this?"

"Elders, the Holy Son is my benefactor!"

"Yes, it's mine too!"

The kitchen disciples stood up one by one and knelt down in front of the elder.

Fang Zimo and other elders were also excited, they were also enlightened, and they were also following the sword practiced by Lin Fan just now.

"Elder Guo, do you have anything else to say?" Lin Fan stopped and pointed at Guo Dongtian.

Guo Dongtian's face turned pale, what else did he say?As an elder, he has only cultivated more than 20 kinds of swordsmanship so far, and there is no perfect swordsmanship.

Lin Fan is only a disciple, so he has such a swordsmanship.

"So you admit that you lost?"

"You are guilty!"