Everyone felt a dark shadow flash before their eyes, and Mr. Wu had launched another attack.
The black dagger was like a poisonous snake lurking in the hole, stabbing Xi Lun's throat silently.
The powerful force made Zhong Wen and his son standing behind Xilun couldn't help but breathe heavier and hurriedly took a few steps back.
Master Xilun waited until Mr. Wu's dagger was only twenty centimeters away from his throat. Suddenly, he put his hands together, and a golden light firmly clamped Mr. Wu's dagger.
boom!
The dagger turned into black zhenqi was directly smashed to pieces by the powerful golden light in Master Xilun's palms.
After missing a hit, Mr. Wu flew back again, but this time it was not that easy.
Just as Mr. Wu retreated, Master Xilun suddenly recited a strange verse in a low voice.
Two golden lights suddenly appeared on his legs, and then Master Xilun moved.
He, who was motionless at first, suddenly pounced towards Mr. Wu, who had retreated two meters away.
The two golden lights under his feet suddenly brightened, like rocket boosters, doubling his speed.
"It's rude to come and go without reciprocating, so you should give me a slap in the face!"
Master Xilun's voice was calm, and along with the voice, he slapped Mr. Wu's chest with his palm.
"not good!"
Mr. Wu was shocked. He had never expected that the tantric sect, which was always known for its defense, would have such a sudden acceleration move.
In a hurry, he could only shout loudly and thrust forward with both palms, trying to block Xilun's palm.
boom!
There was a muffled sound, and a golden light shone in front of Mr. Wu. He was knocked out and a table was smashed to pieces.
Master Xilun did not pursue the victory, but stopped and looked calmly at Mr. Wu who got up from the ground.
"you lose!"
Mr. Wu's face turned red and he bowed to Master Xilun: "Thank you, Master, for showing mercy!"
"You're welcome." Master Xilun looked like an enlightened monk, as steady as an old dog.
Ling Jianhua looked moved: "Mr. Wu..."
"Director Ling, Wu is not as skilled as others, so he won't stay here and embarrass himself!"
"Farewell!"
He cupped his fists and saluted Ling Jianhua and Master Xilun, then turned and left.
At this moment, the Shen family's losers in the hall suddenly became very high-spirited.
"Hmph, Ling Jianhua overestimates his own capabilities and dares to confront the King of the West Sea. He is simply seeking death!"
"Master Xilun of Tantric Buddhism is famous in the Western Sea Realm. Ling Jianhua thinks that he can defeat Master Xilun just by looking for someone. What a wishful thinking!"
"If the King of the West Sea adds the power of the Tantric Sect, everyone in the West Sea Territory will only be able to keep up with him in the future!"
Xu Chenggong even slapped him with a rainbow fart: "Congratulations to Mr. Shen for unifying the Western Sea Territory!"
"Congratulations to the King of the West Sea for your well-deserved title!" Everyone hurriedly echoed loudly.
Ling Jianhua's face was ugly, and Ling Shuangshuang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, neither standing nor sitting.
Some people who originally remained neutral have now completely switched sides to the Shen family.
Even some people who originally stood on the side of the Ling family quietly ran to the Shen family camp.
Now, there are two camps in the hall, one on the left and one on the right.
However, there are only a small number of people in the Ling family's camp, accounting for one-fifth of the people in the hall.
Moreover, among these one-fifth, there are still some people who are ready to take action.
After all, at the moment of life or death, any principle or morality can be abandoned.
Some people shook their heads secretly: "The Ling family is finished!"
Xu Lei even had a proud smile on his face: "Ling Shuangshuang, if you follow me obediently, I can ask my father to ask the King of Xihai to give your Ling family a bite of food!"
"You should think about it!"
Ling Shuangshuang's face turned pale, and she clenched her pink fists so tightly that her nails were embedded in her flesh.
"Go ahead and dream about your dreams. I would rather die than take advantage of a bastard like you!"
"Haha, want to die? It's not that easy!" Xu Lei's eyes were filled with heat, and he had no intention of letting Ling Shuangshuang go.
Ling Shuangshuang felt a chill and her scalp was numb. She had the illusion that even if she died, Xu would not let go of her body.
"What should I do? Is the strength of our Ling family exhausted today?"
Zhong Wen took a step forward, looked at Ling Jianhua and sneered: "Brother Ling, you can continue to find people to challenge Master Xilun. As long as you still have people, our battle is not over yet."
Zhong Wen's body showed strong self-confidence. He expected that Ling Jianhua could no longer send anyone.
Every one of the martial arts masters is a high-ranking figure. It's a luck to have one. How could he still have someone else!
Ling Jianhua glanced at the few companions behind him and knew that his fate was lost. He looked up to the sky and sighed: "Zhongzhong Wen, you win!"
well!
In the end, those who still supported the Ling family sighed secretly. They had already accepted the result.
However, there was no joy at all on Zhong Wen's face. His eyes quickly searched around the hall, feeling slightly disappointed.
Shen Feiyu on the side had a sullen face and cursed in his heart: "Damn Qin Fan, aren't you with the Ling family? Are you prepared to die without saving me?"
At this moment, Qin Fan finally walked out of the crowd.
He put his hands in his trouser pockets and walked with a faint smile on his face.
"Wait!"
"Why admit defeat so quickly! How about you let me try?"
Ling Jianhua's face lit up, how could he forget Qin Fan, a great master!
"If Mr. Qin is willing to take action, Ling will be grateful!"
Ling Jianhua bowed deeply to Qin Fan, just like a junior meeting an elder.
Everyone in the hall looked at each other.
"Where did this kid come from?"
"Is Ling Jianhua crazy? He actually paid such a big courtesy to a little kid!"
"I think this kid is crazy. He actually wants to challenge Master Xilun. Is he tired of living?"
Most people looked at Qin Fan with disdain on their faces. No one believed that a young man who looked like a high school student was qualified to challenge the master of Tantric Buddhism, Master Xilun!
Ling Shuangshuang looked at Qin Fan and frowned, but she was a little moved in her heart.
"He actually stood up in our Ling family's critical moment. It seems like he has a good character. But I just don't know if he can beat Master Xilun. I hope he didn't come out to die just to show off his strength in front of me!"
Father Zhongwen and his son looked at each other, both showing a hint of joy.
Shen Feiyu felt even more relieved: "Qin Fan, you are finally here. I was really worried that you wouldn't come!"
"Today, I want to avenge my broken leg! If you break my leg, I will take your life!"
Master Xilun put one hand on his chest and persuaded: "Young man, you are just an ordinary person, not my opponent. Go back, don't waste your life!"
Qin Fan smiled lightly and walked directly towards him, but stopped in front of Shen Feiyu and his son.
"Before I met you, I was always curious as to why someone would ban something as good as spiritual energy water. It turned out to be to take revenge on me."
Shen Feiyu had a ferocious sneer on his face: "Qin, at the Imperial Reception, you bullied me and broke my legs in public. Hum, but this is the West Sea Territory, and my Shen family has the final say!"
"If you break one of my legs, I will repay it with your life!"
