Acting for the gods

Chapter 339 It's a pity that you are useless
Because of the movement made by Jiang Fan, there are now mixed fish and dragons in the Sword Worship Villa, either for the sake of magic soldiers, or for fame and fortune, or for the way in their hearts.

The scum of the rivers and lakes and the famous martial arts masters all gather here.

The moment Jianghu appeared in a wheelchair, it immediately caught everyone's attention.

"Black and white double evil, let everyone in."

With a word of indifference, the black and white Shuangsha retreated into the sword pool in an instant, and came to Jiang Fan's side within a few breaths.

The miscellaneous fish that were kept out before also swarmed in.

When he saw the peerless sword in Jiang Fan's hand, he thought it was a peerless weapon, and his eyes were extremely hot.

Jiang Fan was a little disappointed.

Today's Fengyun, Duanlang, and Sword Greed are all innate mid-stage cultivation bases, and as for later entering the dragon set, they are some acquired warriors.

Right now the strongest is Tianjian Wuming, followed by Juggernaut Dugujian. Jiang Fan is not interested because old monsters like Di Shitian and Xiao Sanxiao are not drawn out.

[Forget it, no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. 】

Jiang Fan thought of this.

Duanlang, holding a long sword, was the first to stand up. He has not been beaten by the society. Duanlang likes to show off, and he said loudly: "You are the God Gu Wenhuang? Hand over the magic soldiers. In the future, the young master will dominate the martial arts world. Your benefit."

"Are you Duanlang?"

Jiang Fan took a look to confirm the other party's identity.

Although it is the TV series version of Feng Yun, the characters are still somewhat different. At least Nie Feng, Bu Jingyun and Duan Lang all look younger than in the TV series.

"That's right, if you recognize my young master, you've got a good eye."

Duan Lang said: "I..."

"You don't talk yet."

Jiang Fan interrupted Duanlang's speech, glanced across the crowd, put the peerless sword horizontally on the handle of the wheelchair, held a feather fan and fanned it lightly, and said casually: "I'll give you a chance, let's go together!"

As soon as these words came out, Jianchi fell silent.

Even Wuming and Juggernaut were stunned for a moment. Where did this madman come from, so brave?

Wuming suddenly understood why the other party made a wheelchair!

moment.

"Insanity!"

"Look down on us, court death."

"Hmph, it's really reckless to dare to be so arrogant with a broken leg."

"Let me hack him to death."

……

With Jiang Fan's words, it was as if a keg of explosives had been ignited.

Noisy yelling and cursing sounded one after another in the sword pool.

These people in the rivers and lakes themselves have no cultural accomplishment, and when they disagreed with each other, they turned their swords at each other. Many people immediately pointed their swords at Jiang Fan. If they were not afraid of the black and white evil spirits around Jiang Fan, some people would have rushed to kill them.

Black and white Shuangsha stood on both sides of Jiang Fan like door gods. Apart from some blood stains on their bodies, they were not injured.

Mrs. Ao who came later, and Aotian stood outside and did not enter. These were arranged by Jiang Fan in advance.

They have absolute confidence in the god Gu Wenhuang, and they become the melon-eating crowd with peace of mind.

"Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient."

Wuming, who had the world in mind, stood up.

It's a pity that someone didn't buy it and shouted: "Who are you, why should we listen to you?"

Wuming lived in seclusion for more than twenty years. Although there are still legends about him in the world, but among the younger generation, no one knows what he looks like.

Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duanlang and the others didn't know Wuming either, but they could feel that Wuming was extremely powerful, so they didn't speak.

"Noisy."

With a wave of the Dugu Sword casually, the sword energy criss-crossed, drawing several criss-cross sword marks on the ground of the Sword Pool.

His temper is not as good as Wuming's, he only has the sword in his heart, and at the same time he is very proud. Wuming, as the opponent he is looking for, how can he let these bastards humiliate him.

"What a strong sword energy."

"It's the holy spirit swordsmanship, you are the sword master."

Jian Tan's character is not good, but his vision is still very good, and he recognized Dugu Jian at a glance.

Then he looked at Wuming, but Wuming had long been one with nature and man, returning to the basics, he just felt that it was unfathomable, but he didn't immediately associate it with Wuming.

After all, according to rumors in the world, Wuming has been dead for many years.

"It's actually Dugu Sword Master!"

"This is trouble!"

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

The name of the sword master is known all over the world, but he is a veteran master master, No. 1 in the way of swords after Wuming's death.

With the Dugu sword, they have no hope of winning the magic weapon.

Dugu Jian ignored the others, and looked at Jiang Fan with blazing eyes, surprised to find that he couldn't see through the depth of the other party.

This is the second person he can't see through besides Wuming.

"What can you do, let's show it in front of the old man."

Dugu Jian stepped out with one step, without a sword in his hand, but his whole body showed his sharpness.

Jiang Fan shook his head slightly: "Let's go together. I know very well the temperament and temperament of you people in the Jianghu. It's better to make a one-time decision to save trouble. Although I'm just a weak scholar, you don't have to show mercy just because I'm disabled. There is no need to worry about the morals of the rivers and lakes, anyway, as many people come, I will use one trick."

This is totally a map cannon.

In an instant, the crowd was excited.

Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng looked at each other, and they both felt that "God Gu Wenhuang" deserved to be beaten.

It's fine to underestimate the miscellaneous fish behind, but dare to talk to the Juggernaut like this, do you have absolute confidence, or do you really want to die?
"Hmph, young people don't know the heights of heaven and earth, old man..."

Men are the most vulnerable creatures, especially a proud man like Dugu Jian, who meets his eyes and is about to use his ultimate move.

Just as he raised his hand, Dugu Jiantu felt that the internal force in his body was chaotic, and he felt powerless all over.

"Brother Dugu!"

Seeing this, Wuming raised his hand to support the Dugu sword, but as soon as he touched the Dugu sword, Wuming felt powerless, and fell to the ground together with the Dugu sword.

Dugu Jian looked at Jiang Fan: "When did you poison me?"

"I gave you a chance when I asked you to do it together, but it's a pity you didn't use it!"

While Jiang Fan was speaking.

"Crash~"

There was a sound of weapons falling.

In the sword pool, one counted as one, all of them felt powerless and sat on the ground paralyzed.

The originally noisy Jianchi became quiet in an instant.

Bu Jingyun, Nie Feng, Duanlang and others could not escape.

"You actually poisoned, despicable!"

Duanlang looked at Jiang Fan resentfully, with a look of shock on his face.

He didn't know when he was poisoned, and this poison was so weird that it made his limbs weak, unable to move, and could only be slaughtered.

"God Gu Wenhuang, if you have the ability to fight me in a showdown with dignity."

Bu Jingyun had no anger on his face, he didn't expect that in his wise life, he would stumble in Baijian Villa.

"God Gu Wenhuang, you'd better let us go, if you dare to poison us, you will be attacked by the heroes of the world."

An unknown actor shouted.

Wuming didn't say anything, and tried to expel the poison with exercising, but the more he exercised, the worse the poison became, so he could only stop immediately, with a wry smile on his face.

The dignified Tianjian Wuming didn't expect to overturn the car as soon as he got out of the mountain!

"Since I know my name is Gu Wenhuang, I am good at Gu poison. I am a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken. I don't use poison. Am I going to compare swords with you people?"

Jiang Fan shook his feather fan: "If you want a fair fight, you can. Emperor Wen has always treated people with sincerity, as long as you are willing to break your own legs and compete with me in a wheelchair, Emperor Wen is willing to accompany you."

"..."

Now, Bu Jingyun also shut up!

You can't really break your own legs and compare who can push the wheelchair faster?
Jiang Fan is well aware of the pissing nature of these people in the Jianghu, all of them are pretentious, and it is not enough to just say good things, it is better to put them all down, and then convince others with virtue.

He doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to make friends.

(End of this chapter)