Chapter 1235: Clash!

"I like the generosity of your East Region Pavilion members!" Lin Tingfeng smiled and said, "Since you are so anxious to give me the fifth position on the Tianlong List, then I'm not welcome!"
"..."
"Are all Lou Qianxue's disciples so arrogant and shameless?"
"I've heard that Shen Xiliang's cultivation is good, but that Ye Chaixun, and this Lin Tingfeng... really don't see it!"
"There is no self-knowledge at all. If you still speak big words in front of Young Master Lan, he is dead!"
In particular, the disciples of the East Region Pavilion stared at Lin Tingfeng mockingly. Before Lin Tingfeng's depreciation of them made them wish they could personally teach Lin Tingfeng, but...
Since their Senior Brother Lan has already made a move, naturally it is not their turn to make another move!
The disciple of the East Region Pavilion didn't notice, the disciple of the hidden sect looked at Lan Wuxin with the same pity and sympathy...
Offstage.
"Master." Ye Chauxun was depressed: "This Junior Brother Lin seems to be mader than me. Will he steal all my limelight?"
Lou Qianxue was stunned and thought: "You marry a wife, so why don't you let your younger brother sacrifice for you soon?"
"..." Ye Chaixun looked at Lou Qianxue speechlessly: "You Lan Wuxin is still not weak, did you just ask Junior Brother Tolin to be careful... Master is so sure that he can defeat Lan Wuxin and show off?"
Although he also wanted to see that result.
"I asked him, I was afraid that the East Region Pavilion would still fight in groups, but I didn't expect that Lan Wuxin was so kind, so there would be no suspense in this battle."
Ye Chaixun revealed doubts.
"You'll know when you look at it-anyway, you should believe that there is nothing wasteful of what your master taught."
This time, even the Great Elder Yinzong was not nervous.
Looking at Wudoutai leisurely!
The elders of the Dongyu Pavilion far away saw their appearance and wondered, could the little-known Lin Tingfeng really take the fifth place on the Lan Wuxin Tianlong list?
how is this possible?
next moment!
Bang!
On stage!
Lan Wuxin's fists shined with golden light, his arms seemed to be covered with a layer of armor, and the violent fists instantly smashed into Lin Tingfeng when his vitality surged!
Lin Tingfeng's careless expression instantly became serious!
However, he still stood in place!
brush!
The sword floating around him, like a straight line, shot straight at Lan Wuxin!
Lan Wuxin narrowed his eyes and stared at the sword!
boom!
Originally accumulated strength to deal with Lin Tingfeng's fist, smashed at the sword!
however!
The air twisted slightly, and the flat and straight sharp sword still shot at him!
On the contrary, the whole Wutai was trembling when he smashed it. The ground of the Wutai also sank quickly, with spider silk-like cracks spreading around like a tide...
The people on the stage were frightened!
"So strong!"
"It's worthy of being fifth on the Tianlong list!"
All Wujun Tianjiao looked at Lan Wuxin with amazement!
however!
Lan Wuxin looked at the long sword that was unaffected and continued to fly towards him, but his complexion changed suddenly, and his heart was shocked: "That's it! There was an empty punch!"
"But, how is it possible! I used a five-strength punch, and it didn't affect the trajectory of the sword at all. What kind of sword is this?"
"No! No!" An extreme crisis suddenly appeared in my heart!
"This sword is not a real sword! It's just my visual illusion!"
After all, Lan Wuxin was ranked fifth on the Tianlong list, and soon realized the mystery of the sword of illusion!
"But, if this sword is illusory, then, where is the real sword?"