super hate ring

Chapter 298
Nanguo Temple committed such a big taboo, of course Lin Zifang has to take care of it, and Nanguo Temple clearly knows that the martial arts tournament is covered by the Lin family, yet dares to cause trouble outside, obviously does not take the Lin family seriously, how can it not be angry.

Zhang Mo, the elder of the Snow Mountain School, sneered.

Fashan didn't say a word, but just lowered his head and trembled all over. Lin Zifang was quite satisfied with Fashan's attitude. Punishment must be inevitable, but now there is another person.

With a cold snort, Lin Zifang's eyes turned to Jiang Fan behind Fashan, and just felt it, he knew that Jiang Fan offended the little monk of the Xueshan School yesterday, there is no second person who appeared here, but has no cultivation base .

"Are you the little monk who was rampant outside yesterday?" Lin Zifang walked up to Jiang Fan and said calmly.

Jiang Fan looked at Lin Zifang at close range, and confirmed again that Lin Zifang's cultivation base is a second-floor prefecture level.

Lin Zifang frowned slightly, Zhang Mo, the elder of the Snow Mountain School, of course knew the reason for Lin Zifang's displeasure, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and immediately stepped forward and said, "Little monk, why don't you salute Elder Lin?"

Zhang Mo was different from the others. He was just surprised when he saw Fashan bring Jiang Fan here, but he immediately figured it out. Yesterday, Jiang Fan was so unscrupulous, and Fashan even protected him. It's not surprising.

If it wasn't for Nanguo Temple's strict abstinence from sex, Zhang Mo really doubted whether this young monk was Fashan's illegitimate son in the urban world.

But this is the best way, Nanguo Temple still provoked me yesterday, and today Fashan brought this kid to cause trouble and offend the Lin family, it is difficult for Nanguo Temple not to be destroyed. With the strength of the Lin family, just move your fingers casually, Nanguo Temple disappeared from the ancient Wumen sect.

Only then did Zhang Mo come out immediately, fanning the flames.

How could Jiang Fan salute Lin Zifang? It would be fine if it was another elder. Just saluting casually is fine, but as soon as Fa Shan comes in, Bati Lin's family will give him a big blow.

Although he is not from Nanguo Temple, but now he is a monk of Nanguo Temple, Lin Zifang is still condescending to him, with contempt in his eyes, as if looking at an ant, Jiang Fan has long been upset.

Jiang Fan didn't want to salute the elders of this kind of trash sect who threatened others with secret books by capturing their girlfriends.

"Huh?" Jiang Fan was surprised when he heard Zhang Mo's words, "Is there a rule here that disciples of low-level sects salute people of high-level sects?"

Jiang Fan looked around suspiciously, Zhang Mo was speechless for a while when he heard the words, salutes are a custom, and there are no express regulations.

"This is the basic etiquette for warriors of my generation. How can you be so disrespectful, a young junior?" The Mistress of the Waterproof Palace said coldly. Today, I can sit in a row with Lin Zifang. Lin Zifang's face is his own face. How could a young monk be allowed to run wild.

"No respect?" Jiang Fan looked at Fashan and asked, "Abbot, how old are you old man?"

Fa Shan wanted to slap Jiang Fan, could he speak like this in front of the elders of the Lin family?But the pain came from the abdomen immediately, knowing that Jiang Fan had stimulated the poison, the hatred for Jiang Fan in his heart deepened, and he said with difficulty: "154."

As soon as Fashan said the words, Lin Zifang gave Lin Zifang a hard look. At this time, Fashan actually answered Jiang Fan's words, and he didn't take himself seriously.

Fashan lowered his head again and remained silent.

"154, does Elder Lin have this age?" Jiang Fan looked at Lin Zifang, Lin Zifang's face was already livid, because of a secret of the Badi Lin family, the aptitude of each Lin family's children is above the average aptitude of ancient warriors.

My aptitude is even more unique. It took more than 100 years to cultivate to the middle stage of the prefecture level, but I only spent more than 110 years from the Huang level to the Xuan level. In total, I am only over [-] years old now. There is no old monk Fashan so old.

Moreover, I have been the elder of the Lin family for so many years, and no one has ever dared to be rude to me like Jiang Fan, especially the other sects, who are even more silent in front of me. Just destroy Jiang Fan, even if Nanguo Temple is not destroyed, it will be peeled off.

"Looks like it's gone. Since it's not there, why are you still sitting on it? Hurry up and come down to salute my abbot, you disrespectful young junior."

Jiang Fan sensed Lin Zifang's murderous intent. When he came here, he didn't intend to fight with the Lin family now, but it was obvious that the Lin family found fault with him as soon as he came in. There was Zhang Mo's informant, so he didn't mind if he wanted to stay out of it. possible.

Now that this is the case, let's go all out.

As soon as Jiang Fan's words fell, the whole audience was shocked, the sect leaders were all surprised by Jiang Fan's boldness, the elder of Jingshuimen shook his head slightly, did Fashan think that Nanguo Temple was not destroyed fast enough with such a stupefied young man?
Zhang Mo was overwhelmed with surprise, it seemed that there was no need for the offerings from the Snow Mountain Sect, Guanglin Ovary made a move, and several people from Nanguo Temple couldn't stand it.

Lin Zifang was already extremely angry, but Jiang Fan grasped the word, and it was public. If he didn't prove the crime, he would kill Jiang Fan. Resisted not to make a move.

"The Bati Lin family is highly respected. How can it be judged by age? It's ridiculous." Seeing that Lin Zifang was not good at surrendering his status to answer Jiang Fan's words, a leader of the sect quickly seized the opportunity to express himself and interrupted immediately.

Jiang Fan looked at the team leader with a lot of white beards, and sneered: "Is it you who is ridiculous? Highly respected? My abbot is a generation of holy monks who preside over Nanguo Temple. The monks strictly abstain from sex, meat and alcohol, and serve the common people. Good luck avoids bad luck, and is loved by the general public, who do you think is highly respected?"

"You..." The white beard leader's lips trembled angrily.

Jiang Shuiyue, the lord of the Palace of Avoiding Water, snorted coldly: "We are the ancient martial arts sect, and we have always judged generations by martial arts..."

"Discuss generation by martial arts?" Jiang Fan interrupted Jiang Shuiyue all of a sudden: "What is the cultivation of Palace Master Jiang? How many prefecture levels are you? My abbot has reached the peak of the third prefecture level, half a step in the middle of prefecture level, do you want to be with me?" My abbot has a competition? Who wins the competition, and whoever kowtows to the other party?"

Jiang Fan has long seen Jiang Shuiyue's cultivation level. The status of the Water-avoiding Palace and Nanguo Temple is similar, but Jiang Shuiyue should have just advanced to the third floor of the prefecture level. Fabi.

"You..." Jiang Shuiyue's face was blue and white, looking at Jiang Fan, he had nothing to say.

"And you, what level are you? Dare to compare with my abbot?" Jiang Fan said to Zhang Mo, but Zhang Mo didn't answer, Jiang Fan immediately shouted: "Then why don't you kowtow to my abbot?"

Zhang Mo stood there with a livid face, speechless, but this was just a normal reaction of losing face, and his heart immediately became more excited. He didn't know if he would die just now, but now Jiang Fan and Nanguo Temple are dead.

How could Fashan not know the situation between himself and Nanguo Temple now? Jiang Fan was forcing himself and Nanguo Temple to despair, looking at Lin Zifang nervously, only afraid that Lin Zifang would make a move. It's all dead.

Jiang Shuiyue, the leader with the white beard, and Zhang Mo didn't generate hatred, because they felt that Jiang Fan was doomed, and there was no need to hate him now.

And Fashan brought tens of thousands of hate points to Jiang Fan again.

"Ignorant junior, even if you salute me, I may not accept it. Since you are from the city and don't understand etiquette, I don't care about it with you.

But yesterday you relied on your abbot of Nanguo Temple to enshrine the elders of the Four Vajras, you provoked the Snow Mountain Sect, and even took away the sword of the Snow Mountain Sect's son Zheng Qiu.

As the number one sect in the Shennongjia area, my Lin family is responsible for the Kunlun Grand Competition two years later, the rise and fall of our Shennongjia sect. If ancient warriors like you and an ancient martial arts sect like Nanguo Temple are allowed to exist, it will be of great help to the development of our ancient martial arts in Shennongjia Great disadvantage.

A grain of mouse droppings ruins a pot of soup, today I will clean up the garbage for Shennongjia, Fashan, do you clean up the house yourself, or do you want me to do it? "

Lin Zifang tilted his head slightly, and said coldly to Fashan beside him.

Beads of sweat rolled down from Fashan's forehead. At this time, people from other sects began to admire Fashan. At this time, they were able to hold on. If it was any sect, even the son of the head of the sect would have already died. After cleaning up the door, Fashan really can bear it.

Fashan's hatred value increases by five points.

"Etc., etc."

Before Fa Shan could speak, Jiang Fan interjected again, and said to Lin Zifang: "Damn it, did you make a mistake? So what if your Lin family is the number one sect in Shennongjia? Is your Lin family responsible for any crime?
Today you said that Nanguo Temple bullied people and destroyed Nanguo Temple, but tomorrow you said that Waterproof Palace bullied people and destroyed Waterproof Palace?Palace Master Jiang Shuiyue, you have to be careful. "

Jiang Shuiyue sat with a serious face, ignoring Jiang Fan.

Lin Zifang sneered: "My Lin family never indiscriminately offends any ancient warriors or ancient martial arts sects. My Lin family's prestige in Shennongjia is not because of force, but because our Lin family is fair. Everyone is willing to let the Lin family handle matters between sects. We lead.

You Nanguo Temple enshrines one elder with one abbot, with the four great Vajras at your side. Seeing that only one elder came from the Snow Mountain Sect, you insulted him and took away Zheng Qiu's saber. The evil deeds are right in front of you. Do you still want to deny it?Do you want me to find the third sect, Jingshuimen, to testify? "

Lin Zifang's voice was cold and solemn, the elder of the middle-aged woman at Jingshuimen was shocked, and secretly complained. This dispute involves Nanguo Temple, Xueshan School, and Badi Lin Family. Any sect is stronger than Jingshuimen. Jingshuimen came out to testify, isn't that true? Inflict trouble on yourself?
"Testimony? Okay, hahaha." Jiang Fan suddenly laughed, looked at Zhang Mo and said, "I hope some people don't open their eyes and talk nonsense.

Did we bully others yesterday?I would like to ask Elder Lin Zifang a question first, and ask everyone present a question, each school's own affairs, such as two disciples chatting for a day, is it also under the control of the stronger school? "

(End of this chapter)