Cultivation of true medicine and saints in the city

Chapter 1365 Don't Blackmail Me

Zhao Yifan nodded with a smile, and said, "I wonder if I can use the magic weapon?"

Lin Qing was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help but sneered: "You Huang Fengzong disciples, what kind of magic weapon can you come up with, but if you want to use it, I will allow you."

The disciples of the Huangfeng Sect were all poor and clinking, and the magic weapon was probably the lowest level among the magic weapons, and it was of no great use.

When everyone heard the words, they couldn't help ridiculing.

"You still plan to use a magic weapon, what good magic weapon can you come up with?"

"Young Fengzong's junior, I think you'd better put away your so-called magic weapon. If it gets damaged in a while, don't blackmail Lin Qing."

"I'm afraid that's the idea! Brother Lin Qing, don't be fooled!"

Lin Qing was also a little worried at this moment after the reminders from all the seniors.

If this kid intentionally took out a tattered magic weapon and it was damaged during the sparring, it would be a bit of a waste of money to ask him to pay for it.

Lin Qing frowned slightly, and warned: "Junior brother, if you want to use the magic weapon, then we must make an agreement in three chapters.

If your talisman is damaged during the sparring, you must be responsible for it yourself, and I will not compensate you, understand? "

Zhao Yifan suddenly felt dumbfounded. These people even guessed that he was planning to use the broken magic weapon to blackmail Lin Qing.

How far Huang Fengzong has been seen by others!

Zhao Yifan shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said: "Brother, don't worry, if my magic weapon breaks, I will take responsibility for it myself, and I will never blackmail you, so please rest assured."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone lost their conversation.

Lin Qing was also instantly relieved, and said with a smirk: "Since the younger brother has said so, then the younger brother is relieved, and the younger brother can start."

Everyone raised their heads slightly, folded their arms around their chests, and looked at Zhao Yifan in the field with disdain, all looking like they were watching a good show.

Zhao Yifan chuckled, flipped one hand, and a turquoise wooden ruler magic weapon appeared in his hand, and was thrown into the air by Zhao Yifan.

With a flick of Zhao Yifan's fingers, a spell pierced into the wooden ruler, and the wooden ruler swelled in the wind, emitting a dazzling blue light in the air, illuminating the entire Luo Huazong sky!

Everyone was shocked, their eyes widened, and they looked at the wooden ruler floating in the air in disbelief, as if they had seen some kind of miraculous sight!
"What kind of magic weapon is this? It should be a spiritual weapon, right?"

"No! How can a spiritual weapon have such power? This is probably a treasure-level magic weapon!"

"What a powerful aura! I have never seen such a magic weapon before!"

Everyone was looking at Zhao Yifan who was under the magic weapon of the wooden ruler, and their hearts couldn't help hanging high at this moment.

Unexpectedly, the junior brother of the Huangfeng Sect possessed such a treasure!

It was a bit beyond their expectations!
Looking at Lin Qing.

Lin Qing's face was extremely ugly, he never dreamed that Zhao Yifan would actually come up with a magic weapon of this level.

It is estimated that Luo Huazong's head teacher would not be able to produce one of the magic weapons of the treasure, but this kid actually has one?
Lin Qing swallowed hard, and said awkwardly: "Junior brother, are you a bit too bullying?"

Luo Huazong disciples immediately nodded in agreement when they heard the words.

Zhao Yifan said with a smile: "Bullying people? Why would you have such an idea, brother? You and I are just trying to learn from each other. Naturally, I won't use all the power of my magic weapon. Don't worry, brother, I won't let you You were injured. After all, I still hope that you can enter my Huangfeng Sect and become the No.11 disciple of Huangfeng Sect, and share some chores for me!"

The corner of Lin Qing's mouth twitched. Although he kept smiling, there was an urge to cry in his heart.

Zhao Yifan went on to say: "Besides, how can I become a bullying senior brother? I am just a little Ninth Junior Brother of the Huang Feng Sect. I was ordered to come here to receive the sect salary, but I was blocked by you Luo Hua Sect disciples in every possible way. I even had to follow you here. You compete, if I lose, I will have to be your servant for three years.

Who is bullying whom? "

After Zhao Yifan finished speaking, everyone looked at me and I looked at you, but no one stood up and admitted.

Lin Qing's face was as pale as paper at this moment, and he looked at the magic weapon of the wooden ruler in the sky from time to time, feeling a little timid in his heart.

Even though he is two realms behind the opponent, this treasure is enough to make up for the lack of realm!

If he loses, he will lose his life!
According to the agreement, he must leave Luo Huazong and join Huangfengzong.

Ordinary people go all the way up, but he has to go all the way down. Not to mention the time wasted, he will become the laughing stock of others!
Seeing Lin Qing hesitate, Zhao Yifan said, "Senior brother Lin Qing, if you don't take out the magic weapon, I'm going to do it."

Hearing this, Lin Qing couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and immediately with one hand, a small bronze sword with a simple shape appeared in his hand.

This flying sword is a spiritual weapon, and it is also a magic weapon that Lin Qing just obtained recently, but now it is placed under Zhao Yifan's wooden ruler magic weapon.

The magic weapon of the spiritual weapon is a bit inferior!
Sure enough, when the brothers and sisters around saw the flying sword, their faces were not as surprised as before, and no one came out to praise it.

Originally, when he heard Zhao Yifan asking if he could use the magic weapon, Lin Qing had already decided that when this kid took out the low-level magic weapon, he would take out the sword, and it would also earn enough attention.

But what he never expected was that the situation was reversed!

Zhao Yifan glanced at Lin Qing's flying sword, smiled slightly, and said, "Senior brother Lin Qing, your water release is really obvious, let's take out your most powerful magic weapon, don't let people think that you are It's pouring water."

This is my most powerful magic weapon!
Lin Qing scolded her mother in her heart, blushed, and said, "Junior brother! It seems that I underestimated you before, but I won't just lose to you like this. Let the horse come!"

Zhao Yifan waved his hand and said, "Brother, you'd better take out your most powerful magic weapon, otherwise, I'm afraid you will lose too badly."

Lin Qing was speechless for a while, and gritted his teeth: "This is the most powerful magic weapon in me! Although it is not as good as your wooden ruler magic weapon, you should not be too happy too soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yifan chuckled lightly and said, "Oh, is that so? Senior brother is so confident?"

Lin Qing said coldly: "Of course! It's more than enough to deal with you, a person at the first level of the Yin-Yang realm!"

There was a faint smile in Zhao Yifan's eyes, he nodded, and said, "Since senior brother is so confident, then I won't be polite, and I will try my best to mobilize my magic weapon when the time comes, senior brother must be careful!"

Try your best?
Lin Qing frowned slightly, and thought to himself: "It seems that I was too careless. This kid deliberately pretended to be weak in order to humiliate me in front of others? Could it be that he was sent here on purpose by the Huangfeng Sect? Right now, I can only be tough." up!"

The spiritual energy in Lin Qing's body suddenly turned sharply, and he flicked his fingers repeatedly, and several spells pierced into the flying sword.

At this moment, the flying sword in the sky shone brilliantly, and the light it emitted could faintly suppress Zhao Yifan's magic weapon of the wooden ruler.

Seeing this scene, the Luo Huazong disciples who were originally disheartened widened their eyes.

"As expected of senior brother Lin! Although the magic weapon is not as good as this junior brother of Huang Fengzong, but his own strength can make up for all of this!"

"This junior brother of the Huangfeng Sect is only at the first level of the Yin-Yang Realm. Maybe the magic weapon is good, but his control over the magic weapon is not as good as Junior Brother Lin. It's hard to say whether he will win or lose!"

"Junior Brother Lin will definitely win!"

Lin Qing glanced at the flying sword in the sky. At that moment just now, he had greatly increased the power of the flying sword. Let alone defeating Zhao Yifan, it might not be a problem to kill him!

Lin Qing was full of confidence, feeling that he had already secured the victory, and said proudly: "Junior brother, your magic weapon is certainly good, but if the owner of the magic weapon is not strong enough to fully exert the power of the magic weapon, the good magic weapon is in your hands It’s also a piece of trash!”

Zhao Yifan smiled slightly, and said: "Senior brother is right, the magic weapon depends on the strength of the owner who uses it. If the strength is not good, it will be difficult for a good magic weapon to play a role."

Lin Qing looked around and suddenly suggested: "Junior Brother, if you lose to me, I will not let you be my servant for three years. You just need to give me this magic weapon in your hand. How about it?"

Luo Huazong's disciples all stared wide-eyed at this moment, that is the magic weapon of the treasure!Can you get it if you win?
A disciple of Luo Huazong who looked like a human being suddenly turned into a wild beast with green eyes.

"Junior Brother Lin, you are too whimsical, how could he agree!"

"That's right! How can there be such a good thing?"

"I'm afraid only a fool would agree!"

Zhao Yifan nodded unexpectedly, and said, "No problem, I don't object to this suggestion.

However, if senior brother loses, he will have to serve me in Huangfengzong for three years. "

He actually agreed!

Lin Qing was already overjoyed, and his smile could hardly be concealed, "Okay, okay, no problem, no problem, haha."

"Then let's start." Zhao Yifan said lightly.

Lin Qing took a deep breath, and punched two spells into the flying sword. At this moment, the flying sword buzzed loudly in the air.

With a thought in Zhao Yifan's mind, he urged the magic weapon of the wooden ruler, and immediately shot out countless blue spiritual thorns from the magic weapon of the wooden ruler, and then he pointed at it.

The number of spiritual thorns suddenly became extremely large, overwhelming the sky and overwhelming the direction of the flying sword.

Lin Qing frowned slightly, and directly urged the flying sword with two fingers, and pointed towards Zhao Yifan's position.

puff!
The spiritual thorn hit the flying sword and passed through the sword. There was a crackling sound from the flying sword. Lin Qing's flying sword suddenly turned into a hornet's nest, and his spirituality was greatly lost and turned into a pile of scrap iron.

The sound of the flying sword falling to the ground seemed to take Lin Qing's soul away, Lin Qing was dumbfounded!
(End of this chapter)