On the 60th birthday of the system, my son’s engagement was annulled!

Lin Fan took out the long sword, which was a high-grade spiritual weapon. For a junior like Lin Fan, it was considered a top-notch divine weapon.

After the long sword was unsheathed, Lin Fan's aura instantly became extremely sharp, and the fluctuation range of vitality energy was compressed to an extremely low level by Lin Fan with an extreme method.

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Ouyang Zhan next to him: "Compared with a few months ago, this brat looks really different."

"Your son was not only vigorously trained by the ninth princess of the royal family, but also by the Tongtian Chamber of Commerce. He even received a inheritance from Jixia Academy."

Ouyang Zhan also had to admit that this yellow-haired boy who stole his little girl was indeed very capable, and it would not be an exaggeration to describe him as a best among men.

Lin Xuan smiled proudly, no, this is his own seed.

"Just what is the inheritance of Jixia Academy you are talking about?"

Lin Xuan was still a little confused.

Ouyang Zhan was startled, and then shook his sleeves in embarrassment: "Ahem, senior brother, you probably don't know yet. All Jixia Academy disciples who have entered the three-way divine realm can enter the secret realm of the academy. Senior brother, you have …”

Lin Xuan was also a little embarrassed, but his appearance was as steady as an old dog, and there was no embarrassing change in his expression.

"That's it. Fan'er seems to be quite capable."

Lin Xuan saw that Lin Fan, the eldest son, was already fighting with Song Kun of the Song family. He also became somewhat interested and sat on the chair to watch quietly.

On the battlefield, the fight between Lin Fan and Song Kun became extremely fierce.

The strength shown by Song Kun was in the middle stage of Tongxing Realm, while the strength shown by Lin Fan was in the early stage of Tongxing Realm.

Of course, this is just the strength they have shown now.

"Keng!"

Lin Fan took the advantage first and slashed Song Kun out with one strike.

Song Kun stood firm and his eyes were a little more solemn. He also didn't expect that this little boy in such a small place could actually have such mighty power.

"I didn't expect you, a country bumpkin, to be so good, but you still want to defeat me!"

Song Kun shouted loudly and counterattacked towards Lin Fan.

Lin Fan immediately stepped back, retreated dozens of meters, paused, slightly bent his knees, and suddenly rushed into the sky, his whole body seemed to turn into a stream of light.

"Death with one strike!"

Lin Fan raised his sword to the sky, and with a "swish" sound, the light of the sword fell towards Song Kun's head.

"Boom~"

There was an explosion, and Song Kun was directly knocked away by Lin Fan's move.

"Cough cough~"

Song Kun coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, his eyes filled with disbelief. He thought he was just facing a country bumpkin who was a little bit tough, but he didn't expect that the country bumpkin's casual move would overwhelm him.

Lin Fan raised the corners of his lips slightly, and made a fancy show with the long knife in his hand.

"Young Master Kun, keep coming."

Lin Fan stretched out his hand and curled his fingers at Song Kun, looking extremely arrogant.

Lin Xuan thought that he knew his son relatively well. Generally speaking, his son would not despise his opponent so much even if he defeated his opponent. However, judging from today's situation, Lin Fan and Song Kun may have a bigger problem. There was a rift.

Lin Xuan also looked at Ouyang Zhan when he thought of this, wanting to know something from Ouyang Zhan.

Unexpectedly, when Ouyang Zhan faced Lin Xuan's gaze, he just shrugged: "The hatred between these young people is nothing more than jealousy, or they are young and frivolous and don't like each other. Your son is relatively low-key. It is probably the Song family that provoked it." Lin Fan."

Lin Xuan nodded slightly, looking like he was probably jealous of women.

"Ahhh~~"

Song Kun stood up straight and swept the long sword in his hand wildly several times, feeling a little helpless and furious.

"I am a descendant of the Song family. Is it possible that I will lose to a country bumpkin like you? You are just wishful thinking!"

After Song Kun shouted loudly, he took the initiative to attack Lin Fan again. This time, his momentum was stronger than the previous move.

However, Lin Fan remained calm and composed from beginning to end, as if he didn't take Song Kun seriously.

"Zhan Zi Jue!"

Lin Fan snorted coldly, his body was like a ghost, and he flashed behind Song Kun and cut out with a knife, as if the sky was falling!

Song Kun was shocked. He didn't expect Lin Fan to be so fast, so he could only immediately return to defense with all his strength.

Lin Xuan in the stands also smiled with satisfaction when he saw this scene: "Fan'er has good combat experience, and the children of the Song family are simply too young in front of Fan'er."

Ouyang Zhan nodded in agreement: "In the battle to rescue the Lin family, Lin Fan single-handedly blocked a genuine Tongxuan realm. Although I don't know how he did it, it was terrifying. Anyway, I I was scared by him.”

Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows slightly. Of course Lin Xuan could guess that his son had his own secrets, but Lin Xuan would not pry into his son's secrets. They were his own things.

Lin Fan on the stage suddenly withdrew his sword. Everyone in the audience was confused, but Lin Fan turned sideways like a ghost.

"Nine-ring serial seal!"

A move marks the expansion of spiritual martial arts.

"what!"

Only a tragic scream was heard immediately from the scene.

After the screams, I saw Song Kun lying on the platform like a dead dog in the center of the battle platform. He was panting slightly, which proved that this guy was not dead yet, but his tattered clothes and The cloudy eyes also proved that Song Kun had lost half his life.

Everyone outside the stage gasped when they saw this scene. They did not expect that the children of the Song family would be so vulnerable in Lin Fan's hands.

The expressions of those monks who had bet on Song Kun's victory immediately changed. They had to lose heavily this time.

"Bah, the Song family, the nine superpowers, what the hell, they were brutally tortured by Lin Fan!"

"Song Kun was so arrogant at first, but now he is like a dead dog. He is really embarrassed and has been thrown into his grandma's house!"

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's just a slap in the face. I'm afraid the Song family's face has been completely lost by this Song Kun."

"Stop talking, someone from the Song family is here again."

"Be careful what you say, the Song family is a family alliance."

I saw a group of people dressed in uniform clothes appearing at the edge of the ring. The leader was an elder from the Song family. His somewhat sinister appearance suggested that this person had bad intentions.

The old man was surrounded by seven or eight children of the Song family, and the leader of this group of young people was the Song Dynasty of the Song family.

"Hmph, Song Kun is such a loser. He has disgraced our Song family."

"He actually lost to a country bumpkin from Dahuang. He punished some of them after he returned."

"Song Kun deserves to be damned. Even if he embarrasses himself, he actually embarrasses our Song family!"

A group of Song family disciples looked coldly at Song Kun who was like a dead dog on the stage, but no one was willing to go up and help him.

The elders of the Song family also spoke at this time: "Stop talking, go up and pull Song Kun down first. How can he be decent lying on it?"

"promise."

The elder spoke, and immediately two young people from the Song family came on stage and dragged Song Kun off.