The eyes of all sects immediately turned to Lingjian Sect.
Most of them were sarcastic, and even those small sects ranked behind the Spirit Sword Sect looked at the Spirit Sword Sect with sneers on their faces.
Lao Mo's old face turned red instantly, and his body was shaking with anger.
Chen Yao's face turned red and she gritted her teeth, wishing she could kill the person who spoke with a sword.
Ye Chen drank the antidote and his eyesight was almost restored. However, after this battle, he had lost his fighting spirit.
Even if he heard the ridicule from everyone, he could only lower his head like an ostrich.
"The people from the Lingjian Sect are really thick-skinned. Even after being scolded like this, they don't dare to stand up and say a word." Someone whispered.
"Such a sect should simply disband. But I heard that their sect leader's daughter is quite beautiful. If she can get her... hehe..."
Although these people's voices were low, they were all warriors with sharp ears and eyesight. Everyone heard clearly, including Lao Mo and others.
Chen Yao's face turned pale with anger, she looked at Lao Mo and said, "Dad, I'll challenge them!"
Lao Mo shouted: "No, you are no match for them!"
Chen Yao said angrily: "But, are we going to let them humiliate our Lingjian Sect?"
Lao Mo said in a deep voice: "Of course not. So, let me do it!"
"Dad, your injury..." Chen Yao asked with a frown, a little worried.
Lao Mo chuckled: "It doesn't matter anymore."
Qin Fan turned his head and glanced at Lao Mo. He had not noticed it before, but now he took a closer look and found that Lao Mo was indeed injured.
Moreover, the injury was not serious. It was probably an old injury, with several meridians blocked.
This injury basically reduced Lao Mo's strength by half. Perhaps this was why the Spirit Sword Sect was ridiculed.
Lao Mo took a step forward, looked at the people from the Wudu Sect with a serious face, and said in a deep voice: "I'm here to learn the secret skills of the Wudu Sect."
The green-skinned old man who just cursed saw Old Mo and immediately sneered: "Oh, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect has personally taken action. Okay, I will trample you under his feet, and your Spirit Sword Sect will be completely depleted."
"Great Elder, come and meet the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect!"
A skinny old man wearing a black robe came out. There was a black spider mark on the old man's face, and he looked ferocious and terrifying.
His voice was hoarse and made people get goosebumps from hearing it.
"Hey, the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect, I heard he is a master at the peak of the divine realm. Let me see how capable he is."
Just when Lao Mo was about to take action, a hand suddenly grabbed him from behind.
"What's the use of a bull's-eye to kill a chicken? Sect Master, let me fight for you!" Qin Fan stood up, nodded to Lao Mo, and gave Lao Mo a reassuring look.
Lao Mo was overjoyed. Han Huifeng had told him about Qin Fan's strength. If Qin Fan took action, the Five Poison Sect would not be a problem.
Just when Lao Mo was about to agree and thank Qin Fan, Chen Yao suddenly shouted: "Qin Fan, have you had enough of your nonsense?"
Lao Mo was stunned and looked at his daughter in confusion.
Qin Fan also frowned slightly, not understanding what Chen Yao meant.
Chen Yao lowered her voice and said in a voice that only she and Qin Fan could hear: "You don't have the slightest breath of a practitioner in your body, how can you be the opponent of the Five Poison Sect? It doesn't matter if you go up and lose, but you let What do you think of my Spirit Sword Sect?"
"Now is not the time for you to be in the limelight! Our Lingjian Sect cannot afford another failure!"
Qin Fan said calmly: "If you are worried that I will lose, there is no need to do so."
Lao Mo also quickly lowered his voice and advised: "Yao'er, don't talk nonsense, retreat quickly, you have no idea of Master Qin's strength!"
Chen Yao frowned and stared at Lao Mo in confusion: "Dad, I think you have been brainwashed by Uncle Han. He doesn't have the slightest breath of a practitioner, how can he beat the Five Poison Sect? If you let him go up, you will only let him go. Others mocked our Lingjian Sect even more brazenly."
When Ye Chen heard that Qin Fan was about to come on the stage, he immediately sneered and said, "Master, junior sister is right. He is an ordinary person who doesn't know how to practice. How can he go and seek death?"
This guy had been beaten to the point where he had lost all fighting spirit, but he was still full of energy when he mocked Qin Fan. It seemed that this would alleviate his embarrassment.
Lao Mo looked angry and shouted angrily: "Shut up, both of you! I believe Qin Fan!"
Seeing that Lao Mo was angry, Ye Chen shrank his neck and didn't dare to talk any more. He quietly looked at Chen Yao and signaled Chen Yao to continue with his eyes.
Chen Yao was slightly shocked. She had never seen her father get so angry in her whole life. After all, Lao Mo was a daughter in her later years, and she was such a spoiled daughter that she rarely even spoke loudly.
However, this outburst immediately frightened Chen Yao.
She didn't dare to say more, but she hated Qin Fan more and more in her heart: "Humph, you'd better pray that you don't come back alive, otherwise I don't think you have any face left in Lingjian Sect."
Seeing that both of them stopped talking, Lao Mo turned to look at Qin Fan and said with a smile, "Thank you."
"Yes." Qin Fan nodded, lowered his arms naturally, and walked towards the Five Poison Gate with a calm expression.
In the field, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.
"Are the people from the Lingjian Sect crazy? Why send an ordinary person to appear?" Someone saw that Qin Fan didn't have the slightest aura of a cultivator on his body and couldn't help but ask.
"Who knows? And you are still so young. What does the leader of the Spirit Sword Sect think?"
"I guess I'm afraid that losing will look bad, so I just find a scapegoat. Haha, it's a pity that this kid has become cannon fodder but doesn't know it. He's so stupid."
Everyone basically looked at Qin Fan with disdain, and some looked like they were just watching the fun and not taking it too seriously, looking gloating.
The green-haired old monster from the Five Poison Sect laughed wildly and said: "Haha, is there no one left in your Spirit Sword Sect? You actually sent this guy who doesn't even have full hair out to die!"
On the Lingjian Sect side, except for the sect leader Lao Mo, who was expressionless, the rest of them all lowered their heads, looking ashamed.
"Sent to death?" Qin Fan sneered: "I wonder who sent to death?"
The green-haired old monster said: "Boy, although I have just fought a battle, one finger of mine is enough to deal with you."
"Tell me, how do you want to die?"
Just as the old green-haired monster was shouting, a middle-aged man from the Five Poison Sect camp, with a short stature and an ugly appearance, similar to Wu Dalang, suddenly pushed aside the two disciples in front and squeezed in from behind.
This person is the leader of the Five Poison Sect, and is known as the Five Poison Boy.
Of course, it remains to be seen whether he is a boy or not.
The two disciples who were pulled behind were about to curse. When they looked down, they found that the person pulling them was actually the master of their own sect. They were so frightened that they swallowed back the words that were on their lips.
The Five Poison Boy opened his triangular eyes wide and stared directly at Qin Fan. The expression on his face suddenly became extremely frightened.
Qin Fan glanced at the green-haired old monster, put one hand behind his back, and chuckled: "Come on, you only have one chance to take action."
This green-haired old monster looked scary, but he was actually in the divine realm, so Qin Fan naturally didn't take him seriously.
