Chapter 61: I Just Want to Tell You that I Am in the Alchemy Group

Fang Yu didn't expect that he would be implicated just for watching the fun.

After Xiao Ling'er called Fang Yu brother.

Everyone looked over.

Fang Yu was helpless.

Although the incarnation was not his original appearance.

But Xiao Ling'er had seen his original appearance and had seen him fighting with Jian Yi.

It was not surprising that he was recognized at this time.

Gu Miao'er also looked over.

There was a hint of surprise in her eyes.

"Master!"

Gu Miao'er came in front of Fang Yu and looked at Fang Yu, but the surprise in her eyes could not be hidden.

Originally, everyone was very curious when they heard Xiao Ling'er call him like this.

Now they were shocked when they heard Gu Miao'er call him like this.

Who here doesn't know Gu Miao'er, the contemporary saint of the Jiujue Demon Sect, has outstanding talent, but she is still young, only about 200 years old. If she is given another 200 years.

She must be a popular contestant in the Tianjiao Conference.

Now she actually called a cultivator in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit master in front of so many of them?

Lin Ming stood on the stage and saw the man who was called "Fang Yu brother" by Xiao Ling'er standing in front of Gu Miao'er and was called "Master" by Gu Miao'er.

Lin Ming almost thought he had heard wrong. How could a cultivator in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit be qualified to be the master of the contemporary saint of the Jiujue Demon Sect.

Fang Yu sighed helplessly when he saw Gu Miao'er.

"You are here too."

If it was only Xiao Ling'er just now, he would definitely turn around and leave, but now his apprentice is still here.

Then he can't just ignore it.

Under the gaze of many cultivators.

Fang Yu looked at Lin Ming and said lightly:

"It's not good for a group of big men to bully a female cultivator."

Fang Yu spoke slowly and calmly, looking at these people in the Western Desert.

Hearing Fang Yu say this, Lin Ming's eyes moved.

"Do you want to help her out?"

He looked at Fang Yu, eager to try.

After all, Fang Yu's cultivation level was the same as his, both in the middle stage of the transformation of the spirit.

The Western Desert cultivators around him began to make a fuss.

"Come on, let Senior Brother Lin beat you up."

"Let them see how powerful our Western Desert monks are."

Fang Yu glanced at Lin Ming, then at the Western Desert monks who were making a fuss, and shook his head and said:

"It's not that I'm here to help, I just want to teach you a lesson."

Since the man on the opposite side was targeting his disciple, Fang Yu didn't mind giving him a good lesson.

Hearing Fang Yu's blunt reply, Lin Ming's smile instantly darkened, and he waved his hand to signal Fang Yu to go on stage.

At this moment, in a fence in the distance, two people were sitting opposite each other and playing chess.

One of them noticed the scene under the stage, and a smile flashed in his eyes.

"Lin Feng, your brother is challenging others down there. As a brother, why don't you go and take a look?"

The man named Lin Feng on the opposite side glanced at the scene in the distance and said lightly:

"It's normal for cultivators to compete with each other. If Brother Wu has any ideas, I can also compete with you."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the male cultivator opposite him chuckled and said:

"That's not necessary. I don't have the elegance of these young people."

As he said that, he changed his tone and said again.

"Do you think your brother can win, or this Southern Wilderness cultivator can win."

Lin Feng glanced casually at the bottom and said lightly.

"If he can't win, I will punish him to be confined for three years when I go back this time."

Hearing Lin Feng say this, Wu Lan smiled.

"You are so confident in your brother."

Lin Feng said lightly:

"He has already achieved a small success in the inherited swordsmanship of my Lin family. If he still can't win, then don't go out and embarrass himself."

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Wu Lan's tone was a little surprised.

"Has he also learned the inherited swordsmanship of your family?"

Unlike the South China Sea where the strength of the righteous and the evil is evenly matched, there is only one Lin family in the West Desert, the Lin of Lin Feng.

This is because the West Desert once produced the strongest swordsman, and the swordsmanship left by this swordsman is the inherited swordsmanship of the Lin family, which is recognized as the strongest swordsmanship in the five regions.

Speaking of this, Wu Lan understood Lin Feng a little bit. With the same cultivation level, Lin Ming learned the inherited swordsmanship of their Lin family, which is indeed a sure win.

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On the platform, Lin Ming looked at Fang Yu, and a trace of warm anger flashed in his eyes.

For so many years, except for his brother, no one else dared to speak so loudly and said that he wanted to teach him a lesson.

At this time, Fang Yu had already come on stage.

Standing opposite Lin Ming.

The people in the West Desert below were talking about it.

"Brother Lin, beat him down and let him know how powerful we Western Desert monks are."

"Yes, you are so arrogant. Brother Lin, teach him a lesson and let him know what is high and deep."

Fang Yu glanced at the Western Desert monks below, with no expression on his face.

These Western Desert monks are really suitable for the atmosphere group.

If he really can't beat Lin Ming, wouldn't it maximize Lin Ming's emotional value?

Lin Ming looked at Fang Yu, and the corners of his mouth curled up again.

"It's the popular choice. There's no way. Do you want to admit defeat now, or do you want me to beat you until you admit defeat later?"

Hearing Lin Ming say this, Xiao Ling'er couldn't help laughing.

This Lin Ming is really humorous.

Xiao Ling'er has seen Fang Yu's terrifying strength. He has killed even the Lianxu monks. Is he afraid of Lin Ming?

Xiao Ling'er is a little looking forward to the scene of Lin Ming being beaten up.

But she may be disappointed.

Fang Yu doesn't plan to waste time on Lin Ming.

He glanced at Lin Ming and said softly:

"You are really pretending?"

"What?"

Before Lin Ming finished speaking, he felt an extremely dangerous aura.

His heart was alarmed and he wanted to dodge quickly.

But the speed was so fast that he couldn't dodge at all.

In an instant, the scene on the field suddenly changed.

Fang Yu held a sword across Lin Ming's neck.

Lin Ming's forehead was sweating.

He felt the terrifying sword intent on the sword.

If he moved a little, this sword would cut off his head.

At this moment.

Such a scene shocked the cultivators in the audience.

They really didn't expect it to be so fast, and Lin Ming actually lost without any foreplay!

"How is it possible! How did Senior Brother Lin lose!"

"Too fast, I didn't see it clearly just now!"

"No way, isn't this a sneak attack?"

Someone from the West Desert spoke up, and was immediately retorted by Xiao Ling'er.

"Going on stage means the battle has begun. What's wrong with him attacking directly? You can't react in time, and you are right?"

Xiao Ling'er showed no mercy at all, which made the monks of Ximo embarrassed.

They still wanted to refute.

On the stage, Lin Ming scolded:

"Enough!"

Then, Lin Ming looked at Fang Yu with complicated eyes.

"I lost."

He chose to admit defeat. Although he had not really attacked, he lost and there was no excuse.

Lin Feng and Wu Lan in the distance also saw the scene of the duel on the stage.

Wu Lan was a little surprised and said:

"What a fast body movement, and from the sword intent he showed, he is very strong. It seems that there is still a dark horse in Nanhuang this time."

Lin Feng also paused, and there was a flash of surprise in his eyes, but he quickly adjusted.

He said lightly:

"It's good that Lin Ming lost. He always thinks he is the best in the world. He didn't react to the opponent's attack. If he was an enemy, he would be dead."

After speaking, he continued to pick up the chess pieces and put them down.

On the stage, Fang Yu put down his sword after Lin Ming admitted defeat.

Then he turned around and walked off the stage.

Just after he walked off the stage, Lin Ming on the stage suddenly spoke.

"You are very strong! But in the official competition, I will definitely not be so careless. I want to win you fair and square."

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Lin Ming's tone. In his opinion, Fang Yu just took advantage of his physical advantage to seize the initiative, and he didn't even use his trump card.

Fang Yu slowly turned back.

"Then you may not have this opportunity."

Lin Ming thought Fang Yu was belittling his strength.

"Don't worry, I will not lose before I meet you, and I hope you will too."

Lin Ming's tone was full of unparalleled confidence.

But Fang Yu shook his head.

Lin Ming said dissatisfiedly:

"Do you think I will be defeated before I meet you?"

Fang Yu slowly shook his head and said lightly:

"I just want to tell you."

"I am participating in the alchemy group."