As soon as these words came out, Long Xiaoyun, Bai Xiaosheng and others were stunned. What was this new generation of martial arts leaders doing?
"Amitabha, poor monk Shaolin's beloved, who is the benefactor? Why do you insult the majesty of my Buddhist sect?"
Following the direction of the sound, Master Xinmei noticed Chen Fan who was sitting still in his seat after he came.
He frowned slightly, stood up with one hand and said Amitabha Buddha before asking.
"Yangzhou Chen Fan!"
Chen Fan was the first to report his name.
"Chen Fan." Lin Xianer's eyes lit up when he heard this in the hall.
It suddenly dawned on him that it was no wonder that the person Long Xiaoyun and the others treated him with respect turned out to be Chen Fan, the master of swordsmanship who killed Zuo Lengchan of the Songshan sect and wounded Yue Buqun of the Huashan sect with his sword.
It was only at this time that A Fei learned about Chen Fan's true identity. Hearing that this person who was almost the same age as him was actually Chen Fan, a famous leader of the new generation in the world, he suddenly showed a hint of surprise and yearning.
Master Xinmei frowned even deeper. He had no idea that the person in front of him was actually the devil Chen Fan. This devil has no respect for the martial arts sect, so he is in trouble.
Since Chen Fan is here, it goes without saying that the handsome young man in red robe behind him is the killer star of Lin Pingzhi, the blood-clothed Shura.
"As for why you should insult your Buddhist majesty? Haha~"
Chen Fan looked at Master Xinmei, who had a solemn face, and sneered slightly.
"You hit people with Buddhist beads for no reason as soon as you came in. Why do you blame me? Could it be that I still want to praise you for your good fighting? Is this not an insult to your Buddhist majesty?"
Chen Fan said contemptuously.
"Amitabha, this poor monk just needs to ask the donor Li Xunhuan something. He did it out of necessity and did not do it intentionally. Please forgive the injured donor."
After hearing Chen Fan's contemptuous words, Master Xinmei suppressed his displeasure and explained and apologized to A Fei.
"Oh, you didn't mean it? That was intentional.
If you want to ask Li Xunhuan something, just ask, what do you mean by taking the lead and injuring A Fei? Show your Shaolin martial arts skills to scare us first?
Or do you feel that Ah Fei, who is powerless and unknown, is easy to bully? Do you want to establish your authority? "
Chen Fan could see Master Xinmei's intention at a glance, so he started to sarcastically say.
For Shaolin Temple, he couldn't like it at all. In front of him was the sanctimonious Fang Xin from Xie Cong Ling, and behind him was this thoughtful sweetheart.
Therefore, his words were full of ridicule, without any regard for Shaolin's status in the world.
"Donor Chen, please be kind in your words.
Don’t think that just because you have made a name for yourself in the Five Mountains Alliance, you don’t know the north, south, east, and west.
My Buddha's pure reputation will never be allowed to be slandered and slandered by others, and I also respectfully ask Donor Chen to be careful in his words and deeds.
Otherwise, I, the Buddha, also have the wrath of Vajra! "
Master Xinmei was so angry at Chen Fan's sinister tone that he was so angry that he shook his head and shouted.
As soon as Master Xinmei said these words, the atmosphere in the entire hall instantly became solemn.
Even the few young monks behind Master Xinmei were looking at Chen Fan angrily.
I think Chen Fan is so ignorant that he dares to openly insult his Shaolin master and slander me, the Buddha!
On the side, Long Xiaoyun and the others saw that Master Xinmei and Chen Fan seemed to be having a conflict, so they immediately stepped aside and remained silent. There were big bosses on both sides, and they couldn't afford to offend anyone.
Of course, the mentality of watching the fun is definitely indispensable.
Chen Fan, who was threatened by Master Xinmei's words, turned cold and raised the corners of his mouth slightly:
“Ouch, the wrath of Buddhist Vajra?
To be honest, I really want to see what kind of wrath you Buddha Vajra can do, and whether you can stop me from slashing with my long sword! "
Chen Fan, who had long been unable to hold himself back, let out a "Qiang!" sound, unsheathed his sword, pointed it at the center of Master Xinmei's eyebrows, and slashed at it.
The light of the knife was cold, and the whole hall instantly felt like it was going from the scorching summer solstice to the chilling winter.
Everyone in the hall only felt a stabbing flash of sword light. Their eyes closed and opened for just a short time before Master Xinmei and the others fell outside the hall.
Defeat the enemy with one move!
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.
.....
"Gulu!"
After a while, someone in the hall could not help but swallow.
Just now, the knife was so fast that they were blown out of the hall before they even saw Master Xinmei clearly.
This sharp swordsmanship is worthy of being the leader of the new generation in the martial arts world. As expected, there are no empty warriors under the great reputation.
Master Xinmei outside was also confused at this time.
The opponent's knife just now was too fast and too urgent.
Galloping like thunder, galloping like lightning.
Xinmei felt a bright white light in front of her eyes, and the sword energy was ferocious and as fast as lightning. Even though she was on guard before, she was still broken by the fierce sword energy, and then flew out of the hall with several young monks behind her.
"Have you reached the peak of your martial arts?"
Xinmei staggered and struggled to stand up and asked Chen Fan in horror.
According to Shaolin's analysis, it is clear that the opponent only entered the innate realm last year. How could his strength have changed so much in just one year? No matter how monstrous a person is, his martial arts qualifications are nothing more than this.
Could it be that the other party had the same great adventure as the Mingjiao leader Zhang Wuji a hundred years ago?
So this strength only changes day by day and has improved so horribly?
"Is this the wrath of Buddhist Vajra? It's disappointing!"
Chen Fan glanced at his eyebrows disdainfully and ignored the other party. He first ignored the question he just asked, but turned back to the stunned Bai Xiaosheng and asked;
"Bai Xiaosheng, I heard that you made a ranking list of weapons. I wonder where my Tang Dao Gu Feng ranks?"
"Ah...I, this, of course, is the first...first.
But Chen Shaoxia, no, Chen Daxia.
My weapon list generally does not include disciples of Jianghu sects or heroes like you. "
Seeing the ferocious Chen Fan suddenly asked him, Bai Xiaosheng stuttered in shock at first, and then slowly started to speak smoothly with his strong will.
"Oh, then you mean that my Tang Dao, Gu Feng, is better than Li Xunhuan's Little Li Flying Dao and Old Man Tianji's Tianji Stick?"
Chen Fan ignored his second-ranked son, Dragon and Phoenix Ring Shangguan Jinhong for the first time and continued to ask with interest.
"Of course it beats that."
Bai Xiaosheng answered in the affirmative without even looking at Li Xunhuan next to him.
Li Xunhuan, who was not far away, heard Chen Fan's question and couldn't help but put himself in his heart. After a moment, he shook his head slightly. He was really not as good as the other person.
Not only is his internal strength not as strong as Chen Fan's, but his sword is not as fast as Chen Fan's sword energy.
