The Pinnacle of Martial Arts Cultivation

Inside the house where Xian Lanzong is located.

Chen Fan silently digested the information about the ten major sects in his hand.

The others are not idle, they are doing their own things.

Bai Yufei sneaked out of the house with a few people sneakily. Seeing that, he must be going to feel the magical part of the brothel in Ligongcheng.

Gu Yue, like Chen Fan, practiced silently in her room, not hearing things outside the window.

Looking at the end of the line of sight, the entire house, in the most luxurious and largest room, is now brightly lit.

Through the window, you can faintly see people in it, as if there are several people.

In the swaying candlelight, several silhouettes of people flickered, erratic and erratic.

This is Ji Yinyang's room.

At this moment, in his room, there are still a few close disciples gathered.

They did not practice, nor did they study their opponents. At this time, when they gather together, the researcher is the one who should not study the least.

The same door, Chen Fan!

"Big brother, this Chen Fanwei is too arrogant. He almost clashed with others in the palace today. Didn't he know that this action might affect the sect?"

"Yes, this kind of person has aspirations when he is young and thinks that he has the qualifications, so he will not put the people of the world in his eyes, and sooner or later he will give a painful lesson!"

"That's not better, let him know what it means to be someone outside, there are heaven outside the sky!"

This group of people are loyal to defend Ji Yin and Yang's interests.

In today's situation, Ji Yinyang seems to be in the same position as Chen Fan, and everyone can see that the two have been fighting over and under.

Then the people who gathered around Ji Yinyang naturally wanted to do what they liked, desperately speaking ill of Chen Fan.

Even malicious choreography can be said.

In this regard, Ji Yinyang is naturally aware of the situation, and he is not stupid, how can he not see that a few people around him are deliberately flattering himself, thereby slandering Chen Fan.

But what about this, Ji Yinyang never intended to explain, let alone stop it.

Because in his opinion, this is the best way to prove that others are loyal to him.

What he wants is not the truth, what he wants is absolute obedience!

"Okay, there are still a few days away, and the qualifying battle will begin. You guys will stop and stop, don't affect the Zongmen performance."

Pretending to stand up and calm down a few words, Ji Yinyang originally thought that this matter would be over.

But who knew that a thin and small monk in the corner suddenly stood up.

"Big brother, we naturally know that you have a kind heart, but Chen Fan really doesn't put you in the eyes, do you want us to show him a little bit more?"

The speaker's name is Wei Yan, and he always feels very shrewd.

At this moment, Wei Yan spoke and Ji Yinyang's expression changed. He knew that Wei Yan had the most ghost ideas, so he had already moved.

After all, Ji Yinyang didn't want to miss anything that could suppress Chen Fan.

Just saying it like this, it seems something is not good, so Ji Yinyang groaned and said: "This... seems to be disadvantageous to the sect..."

Wei Yan heard the string and quickly added: "It's okay, there is a big brother in the sect, so there will be no accidents. Then Chen Fan has just become a true immortal, what effect can it do?"

"So... what is your plan?"

In Ji Yinyang's expression, there was already a hint of expectation.

I saw Wei Yan quickly took out a small piece of cloth from his arms and showed it in front of everyone.

"This is something I got from Chen Fan while he was not paying attention. It's a personal thing."

"As long as we have this thing and only need to operate it a little bit, then Chen Fan will definitely not escape the palm of his hand!"

Wei Yanyin sneered coldly, and said a few words in Ji Yinyang's ear. The corners of Ji Yinyang's mouth that were originally downward gradually showed a touch of pride.