Get Stronger By Being Beaten

"Brother, this is..."

Zhao Duoduo was lying on the fence, looking into the distance, his eyes were turning thiefly, as if he was wearing a night vision goggle, trying to find the person who delivered the letter.

In his opinion.

Sending letters in this way is definitely not a good person.

There must be a secret that no one knows.

Lin Fan waved his hand, telling him not to make a fuss, he opened the envelope and looked at the contents.

[Tonight at midnight, see you at the Chenghuang Temple ten miles outside the city! 】

Madd.

He actually encountered this kind of routine. According to common sense, if he does not have the Hongmeng furnace, the best way is to go now, lay a net there, and then let Brother Yang and the others prepare the guy, as long as the other party dares to come, swarm directly.

Take it down with lightning speed.

There's nothing wrong with it.

But now, what he needs is different, and he will definitely not use this method without any benefit.

"Who is he?"

"Could it be that it was a master sent by King Ning, who is really strong enough. King Ning should not be so stupid. Since I already know that my background is covered by the saint, I won't kill myself."

Lin Fan pondered.

Whether it is a **** or a ghost, you will know tonight, there is no need to think too much.

night.

Outside the city, ten miles away, the Temple of the City God.

The wind in the night roared, as if ghosts were howling. Those with less courage, even if they were in the Temple of the City God and had the comfort of a spirit, would be frightened and pale, and would not dare to stay here.

He came to the appointment without fear.

no other meanings.

Just curious.

I wanted to see who the world-shattering wise man actually thought of using a letter to invite him.

The incense in the Chenghuang Temple is not bad, but it is a bit shabby, the place is not big, there is only one building, and only during the day, the people in the city will come to worship in groups of three or five.

at this time.

Lin Fan stood with his hands behind his back, standing in front of the gate of the Chenghuang Temple, waiting for the arrival of the other party.

There was a wind blowing and the leaves rustled.

A deeply hidden, but still exuding aura swept from afar.

Next.

A figure appeared from the darkness like a ghost.

The other party was wearing a mask and holding a sword in his arms. Seeing this scene, it reminded him of a character in a certain movie. That's right, it's the supreme treasure.

"You came."

The other party's voice was calm, without the slightest turbulence, as if nothing could control his heart.

"I am coming."

Lin Fan looked at each other, very unfamiliar. He dared to swear that he had never seen each other, and there had never been any interaction between the two sides.

The masked sword-wielder said, "You shouldn't come."

Lin Fan's mind was full of question marks.

"You are sick?"

He frowned, the simple conversation was no more than ten words, but from the conversation of no more than ten words, he felt more and more that the other party was pretending, as if he was a little sick.

Immediately.

The atmosphere of the night suddenly became dull.

After a while.

The masked sword holder said slowly, "You shouldn't provoke me."

"???"

Lin Fan felt that the other party's thoughts were a bit baffling.

Very strange person.

It's like an existence with a personality problem.

He stared blankly.

The other party's voice came from his ear again.

"It's not a wise choice for you."

The masked sword-wielder stared at Lin Fan. This was the first time he had met the other party. It was not as extraordinary as he had imagined. The evil monk was forced back by him. He was full of curiosity and wanted to see what was special about the other party. The place.

It seems now.

However, it is unremarkable, why the evil monk was forced to retreat, it seems to be an unsolved mystery.

Lin Fan thought for a while, but still asked, "Do you know Gu Long?"

"who is he?"

The masked sword bearer frowned.

He always maintained the posture of holding the sword in his arms, and it did not change because of Lin Fan's inquiry.

"From what you said, I thought you knew each other." Lin Fan said.

"It doesn't matter whether you know me or not, I came for you, but you disappointed me," said the sword holder.

Lin Fan blinked and said, "I don't know you, so why are you so disappointed? Even now, I still don't know your name."

He felt that the guy in front of him definitely had a personality problem.

But everything is fine.

It is absolutely impossible to be like this.

The sword-wielding man said, "You don't deserve to know my name."

Not worthy?

Not worthy?

"It turned out to be an idiot, forget it, it's for nothing." Lin Fan was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, feeling that the current people were so pretentious, there was a sense of helplessness that he couldn't tell.

What he hates most is to communicate with such people.

There is a feeling that the bull's head is not the horse's mouth.

Just when he was about to leave.

Huh!

Clang!

A long sword came out of the sky and stuck on the ground in front of him.

"Did you let you go?"

A cold voice came.

As if there was no trace of emotion.

Lin Fan sighed and turned to look at the other party, "What do you want to do?"

The sword holder said slowly: "There have been a lot of things about you in the rivers and lakes recently, and the evil monk was forced back by you. I don't believe it. You haven't had the ability yet. See what you can do."

As his voice just fell.

hum!

With a buzzing sound, the long sword stuck on the ground was pulled, and with a buzzing sound, it flew back into his hands.

Lin Fan frowned slightly. Although he didn't know what happened to the other party, depending on the situation, it should have something to do with the evil monk.

"Do you want to discuss with me?"

What he likes most is sparring.

Especially the hand that the other party just showed, is definitely someone who has the ability, should have reached the innate.

"You are not worthy to learn from me." The sword holder said softly.

Lin Fan took a deep breath and suppressed the urge in his heart. The other party was really pretending, which made him have the urge to beat the other party violently.

He hasn't spoken yet.

The sword holder spoke slowly.

"I have a sword that contains thirty years of swordsmanship, do you dare to take it?"

After he finished speaking, he looked directly at Lin Fan, his eyes were piercing and radiant.

"dare."

Lin Fan decided to teach him a lesson.

"You have the guts. Your guts alone are enough to show that you have some ability."

The sword holder gently waved the sword in his hand, and in an instant, it attacked Lin Fan. The sword was ordinary, without any dazzling moves, it was a straight sword.

But this sword contains a fierce sword intent.

I haven't cultivated kendo to a certain level.

It is absolutely impossible to have such power.

Seeing Lin Fan's motionless motion, the sword holder felt a little turbulent in his heart, but he didn't take it to heart. This sword was his test for Lin Fan.

Clang!

Fleshly took a sword.

There was no sound of flesh piercing.

There is no scene of blood spattering.

Only the sound of metal crashing came.

"Horizontal Kung Fu?"

The sword-wielder was astonished that someone was able to cultivate horizontal training to such a level, and to resist his sword, he really had a bit of ability.

【Progress increased by 1%】

A little progress.

It's just that when he saw the other party's pretense like this, it was a little unbearable. He felt that it would be difficult to calm down his heart if he didn't teach the other party a good lesson.

"Your sword move doesn't seem like that." Lin Fan said with a smile.

For the sword holder, Lin Fan's words were harsh, reminding him of some of the humiliation the evil monk had done to him.

"Twelve sword beasts, tigers roar mountains and rivers."

Roar!

A roar erupted.

The sword holder swung out a sword, the sharp sword intent was like a living thing, and the swung sword seemed to be transformed into a fierce tiger, which actually formed a kendo shadow, and the power was even more terrifying than before.

The surrounding vegetation was affected by this sword intent.

rustling.

Such a fierce sword intent is enough to show how far the sword holder has cultivated.

"Can you stop this sword?"

The sword bearer is very confident. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

But the reality is scary.

【Progress increased by 2%】

Again, a sword does not break the defense.

"It's okay." Lin Fan said with a smile.

The opponent's sword qi is good, he is indeed a master, and the kendo moves of the opponent's cultivation are very mysterious, definitely not ordinary swordsmanship.

"Twelve sword beasts, snakes want to swallow elephants."

Another sharp sword move.

Infinitely changing.

The sword move attacked, and the sword shadow formed the fangs of a giant snake, opening its **** mouth, trying to engulf Lin Fan and cultivate to this level. Every time the sword move appeared, it had amazing power.

With the boiling sword intent of the sword holder, the surrounding area has also been affected by the sword intent.

One sword after another.

Lin Fan watched the opponent's sword moves.

With a sword body, his talent in kendo has reached a place where there is no one before or after.

After a long time.

The fierce sword intent dissipated.

The sword-bearer stood there, holding the sword in one hand, panting slightly, the eyes exposed outside the mask showed a look of horror and disbelief.

Twelve swords have been done.

correct.

All his twelve strongest swords were used on the opponent.

But the other party didn't have any **** at all.

On the other hand, he was half dead from exhaustion.

The impact is very strong.

"You don't seem to have a high understanding of kendo." Lin Fan was ready to hit the opponent hard. When he met such a confident person, he felt that he had come for nothing without deeply hurting his strong heart.

"Fuck, you dare to insult me?"

The sword bearer was angry.

You can say he has something else.

The only thing that cannot be said is that his understanding of swords is not high.