Su Fan never dreamed that Zhang Jun would not even use an amulet, let alone a magic weapon.
Zhang Jun must have despised him so much to do such a stupid thing. Not only did he let himself get close, but he actually dared to confront a physical cultivator head-on.
How heartless this is.
Isn't he afraid of death?
In fact, it is not just Zhang Jun. Due to the decline of physical cultivation, most monks in this era have no intuitive understanding of physical cultivation at all.
Especially monks like Zhang Jun, who minored in physical training, did not pay attention to physical training.
Perhaps in the entire Yinluo Sect, only that old man truly knew how abnormal Su Fan's body was.
Since the other party came to die, Su Fan was not a holy mother, so of course he would not show mercy.
He didn't hold back at all and bumped into him unreasonably.
Click! !
Zhang Jun's arms and fists were shattered instantly, and then Su Fan's shoulder hit him again.
Bang! !
Zhang Jun was hit so badly that he felt as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, and his whole body was sent flying.
With Su Fan's attack, half of Zhang Jun's bones were almost broken.
The Yinluo Sect disciples under the light curtain all took a breath of cold air, and they all shrank down subconsciously.
Everyone was wondering if they would be smashed to pieces if they were hit so hard.
Su Fan had no intention of stopping, and followed him like a shadow.
"Dragon Elephant Steps..."
He raised his right foot high, slammed it down, and stepped heavily on Zhang Jun's body.
Bang! !
Before Zhang Jun's body even hit the ground, he was kicked to the ground by Su Fan.
There were not many complete bones left in his body, lying there like a pool of mud, with only air coming in and no air coming out.
The Yinluo Sect disciples under the light curtain were all stunned.
This was the end of the matter. After two moves, Zhang Jun had no strength to fight anymore.
If you don't see it with your own eyes, no one will believe it.
"stop……"
The arbitration elder finally appeared and stood in front of Su Fan.
The elder also didn't expect that Su Fan would be so fierce and beat Zhang Jun so brutally in just two blows.
The elder glared at Su Fan and said angrily: "We are all from the same sect, don't you know how to stop?"
Su Fan said innocently: "Elder, I will take action twice..."
The elder was so angry that he almost lost his temper. Even if he was in the foundation building stage, he couldn't stand these two blows.
He also secretly scolded Zhang Jun, "Are you stupid for going head-to-head with a physical practitioner? You deserve to die."
"Okay, go ahead..."
Su Fan hesitated for a moment and said: "Elder, that... Zhang Jun's good deeds can be transferred to me..."
The elder was so angry that he pointed at Su Fan, and then handed the two people's 40,000 good deeds to Su Fan.
"Thank you, elder..."
After the good deeds were accomplished, Su Fan did not leave any trace.
He came to Zhang Jun's side, took off his storage bag, then turned and left the secret realm.
At this moment, the Yinluo Sect disciples under the light curtain were already in a state of panic.
Everyone tore up the lottery tickets in their hands, threw them into the air, and then yelled.
"Damn it, I thought it was a good deed in vain, but I lost it..."
"Zhang Jun, this loser, was unexpectedly attacked by a sixth-level Qi practitioner, causing me to lose so much..."
"Su Fan is too insidious. Can he only do sneak attacks? He can't fight in an upright manner."
"Are these two bastards deliberately playing tricks to defraud everyone of their good deeds..."
Because there were too many losers, they all said whatever they wanted, and left the light screen cursing one by one.
Of course, senior sister and Qian Sheng made huge profits several times over.
Su Fan also bet all his wealth on himself and made a lot of money.
The saddest thing is Zhuang Rui. This guy didn't listen to his master and actually bought a lot of money and bet on Zhang Jun.
The most ridiculous thing is that because he also bet Su Fan a little, in the end, he even managed to save his capital.
This also made Zhuang Rui almost cry to death. If someone hadn't stopped him, he would have hit him to death.
In fact, some foundation-building monks in the sect are also paying attention to this battle.
Of course these seniors understand why Zhang Jun lost so miserably.
But they just couldn't figure out who gave Zhang Jun the courage to not only let Su Fan get close easily, but also dare to face the physical impact.
At this moment, Su Fan had long since disappeared.
After he came out of the secret realm, he drove the Yinfeng boat and returned to the cave.
Su Fan has already thought about it. Except for going to Master's place once a month, he is not going to go out for the next two years.
He came to the training room and took off Zhang Jun's Shifang storage bag.
Pour out everything inside.
The result was that Su Fan was a little disappointed. He was a dignified inner disciple, but he only had so much spiritual stone.
There are dozens of mid-grade spirit stones and thousands of lower spirits, which is actually quite a lot.
None of the remaining talismans, elixirs and various materials caught Su Fan's eyes.
There were more than a dozen secret books and a few jade slips, but there was nothing in them that caught his eye.
Especially the Tai Dao technique practiced by Zhang Jun, in Su Fan's eyes, was no different from the Crop Handle Technique.
In fact, this guy is just floating around. He used to be so poor that everything was good.
Now that he has just gained some wealth, he already looks down on ordinary things.
No wonder Su Fanpiao, he earned 20,000 in good deeds from Zhang Jun alone.
This is not counting the bet on himself. All in all, it is a huge sum.
Now that he has gained so many good deeds, Su Fan is not ready to go out again.
He plans to stay quiet for a few years and wait for the storm to pass.
In fact, Su Fan was overly worried. He wore a hood during both secret realm fights, and few people in the entire sect could clearly see his appearance.
Coupled with the fact that he usually keeps a low profile and keeps a low profile, the number of people in the sect who are familiar with him can be counted on two hands.
In the afternoon, Su Fan was sitting in the pool practicing kung fu, and his senior sister came excitedly.
Although the senior sister suppressed her excitement, she could not hide her excitement, which was like a chicken blood.
The senior sister came to the pool, took off her shoes as usual, sat on the stone platform, and kicked her feet in the pool.
"Do you know how much we made this time?"
Su Fan didn't take the issue at all. He knew that the senior sister wanted to show off, but he just didn't want her to get what she wanted.
"You look like you have never seen the world. How can you do such a small amount of good deeds, Senior Sister?"
The senior sister was stunned. It felt like the two of them got the wrong script, and the donkey's lips didn't match the horse's mouth here.
She was so smart. She immediately understood what Su Fan meant. This guy was actually showing off.
"Okay, it's just the two of us here, who are you pretending to..."
Su Fan also knew that his senior sister knew him too well, so he laughed.
"Sister, how much did we earn this time?"
The senior sister rolled her eyes at him and said, "Give me the identity jade token..."
Su Fan stopped pretending and quickly handed the identity jade token to his senior sister.
"It's all as we agreed before, let's take a look..."
Su Fan suppressed his excitement, took the identity jade token, and then scanned it with his spiritual consciousness.
Fuck...
"Why are there so many? Senior sister, are you right..."
