Seeing that the emotions of the Jianmen disciples were suppressed, Qi Shao and several others started to sarcastically and said extremely unpleasant things.
However, all the Sword Sect disciples clenched their fists and exposed the veins on their foreheads, but they never stood up again.
Luo Yuanshan said with a cold face: "Everyone, there is no need to provoke the generals, my disciples of the Sword Sect will never disobey the order of the sect master!"
"If you want to challenge, just wait for the sect master to come back."
"Now please come down the mountain. If you want to wait at my sword gate, we can arrange a guest room."
Seeing that the goal of provoking Jianmen to take action could not be achieved, Qi Shao and others stopped talking nonsense.
"Okay, I'll wait at the foot of the mountain. I don't believe that guy Qin Fan will never come back!"
"Let's go!"
Under the leadership of Mr. Qi, these people left with a sneer, and before leaving, they severely mocked Luo Yuanshan and others.
Everyone in Jianmen could only break their teeth and swallow them in their stomachs.
I thought that Mr. Qi and the others would calm down, but what Luo Yuanshan didn't expect was that not only did these people not calm down, but they intensified.
Every day they would go to Wuji Palace to quarrel and quarrel. As long as Qin Fan didn't show up, they would humiliate everyone in Jianmen.
What makes Luo Yuanshan and others even more depressed is that as time goes by, more and more people come to Jianmen to challenge Qin Fan.
Most people were influenced by Mr. Qi's people and thought that Qin Fan was afraid of them and deliberately hid away.
Then they intensified their efforts to humiliate the people of Jianmen and forced Qin Fan to come forward.
There were times when the Jianmen disciples couldn't bear it anymore and were ready to risk their lives to fight with those people, but were severely stopped by Luo Yuanshan.
In this way, the Jianmen disciples were scolded every day until their faces turned red and their teeth were broken. They could only lower their heads and clench their fists, suppressing their anger, hoping that Qin Fan would come back soon to end their endless pain.
On this day, after eating and drinking early in the morning, Mr. Qi and his men formed a group and came to the Wuji Hall of Jianmen as usual.
After these days of gathering, there are already twenty-one of them.
These people are basically in the God Transformation Realm, and some of them are geniuses who have made a special trip from other regions, and their strength is not weaker than the geniuses on the Northern Region's Hidden Dragon List.
Opposite them, there was only Luo Yuanshan.
Because he was worried that the Jianmen disciples would be humiliated and choose to fight them desperately, Luo Yuanshan drove them all away and he was the only one to face these challengers.
"Haha, where are the people from your Jianmen Sect? You are just a polished commander, why didn't you scare them all away?" A young man laughed loudly.
Most of the people around him also laughed disdainfully.
Luo Yuanshan said with a cold face: "What's the point of using your power to bully others?"
The leader, Mr. Qi, sneered: "If that kid Qin Fan doesn't come out for a day, we will scold him for a day. Even if he is a coward, it's time for him to show his head."
"Also, it's really not that we are bullying others, it's really that you people from the Sword Sect are too useless. With so many people, you are the only one in the God Transformation realm. What can we do?"
"Even if there are only two of us, you will still say that we are bullying others. If you want to blame, it's because you Jianmen people are so unsatisfactory. You can't even find a few gods in the realm, and you still have the nerve to build any sect, so we just disbanded never mind."
"Ha ha……"
The crowd burst into laughter again.
Luo Yuanshan's face was livid with anger, but remembering what Qin Fan said before leaving, he could only grit his teeth and endure it silently.
At this moment, no one noticed a shadow slowly drifting from the western sky.
A wind boat slowly came to the sky above Hanging Mountain.
"Who said there is no one in my Jianmen?"
Qin Fan's cold voice came from Yufeng Zhou, and he jumped down first.
Then, the thirty-six sword masters jumped down.
Everyone's aura was released, and the thirty-six sword masters of the Transformation God Realm were like the thirty-six avenues of heaven and earth, carrying unparalleled pressure and descending like a great mountain.
Qi Shao and other challengers were all stunned, looking at the sky in horror.
Luo Yuanshan looked surprised and stepped forward to worship: "Sect Master, you are back!"
Qin Fan nodded, stepped forward to help him up, and glanced at Young Master Qi and others calmly: "Are you all here to challenge me?"
Qi Shao looked at the thirty-six sword masters behind Qin Fan, swallowed dryly, emboldened himself, and said, "That's right."
"We heard that you killed ten immortal servants by yourself. We didn't believe it, so we came to you to spar with each other."
At this time, those Jianmen disciples who heard the commotion and came out one after another sneered when they heard the words: "Huh, spar? That sounds nice. Are you here to spar? You are clearly here to humiliate our Jianmen!"
"Don't you know what you have been doing these days when the sect leader is away?"
Qi Shao and others felt guilty for a while. They had deceived the Jianmen Sect into having no one, but now Qin Fan directly brought thirty-six transformed gods, and the situation was immediately reversed.
Qin Fan stretched out his hand to stop the Jianmen disciples, looked at Young Master Qi and others, and said calmly: "You can challenge me if you want, but there must be conditions."
Mr. Qi immediately asked: "What are the conditions?"
Qin Fan smiled slightly and said: "If you lose, join Jianmen."
"Impossible!" Mr. Qi flatly refused.
Qin Fan was more straightforward than him and turned around to see the guest off: "Then leave!"
"..."
It doesn’t matter if everyone leaves, it doesn’t matter if they stay.
Luo Yuanshan was secretly happy at this moment, looking at Qin Fan with admiration in his eyes.
Didn't Tianbao Pavilion want to praise and kill Qin Fan? It just so happened that Qin Fan took advantage of Tianbao Pavilion's conspiracy to recruit a group of free thugs for Jianmen.
These people who come here are all geniuses. If everyone joins Jianmen, the rise of Jianmen will be just around the corner.
Not to be outdone, Mr. Qi asked, "What if you lose?"
Qin Fan said: "Whatever you do with it."
Mr. Qi did not speak, but a young man in black stood up and stared at Qin Fan and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Qin Fan smiled and said: "Okay!"
He knew that if these people wanted to step on him and become famous, they would definitely agree to his conditions.
The young man in black walked out of the crowd, stood opposite Qin Fan, cupped his fists and said, "My name is Hu Liyan, from the Southern Region."
"Please." Qin Fan put one hand behind his back and said with a smile.
Hu Liyan is at the pinnacle of becoming a god and thinks very highly of himself. He is also a genius praised by everyone among the younger generation in the Southern Territory.
However, in front of Qin Fan, who had the power of the Bipolar Way, it was not enough and he was defeated in just a few rounds.
"I lost." Hu Liyan looked ugly. He stood there and joined Jianmen, but he was still embarrassed to say it.
Naturally, Qin Fan would not be polite to him and said to Luo Yuanshan: "Follow the procedures for recruiting disciples and start making arrangements."
"Yes!" Luo Yuanshan suppressed his laughter and looked at Hu Liyan seriously: "Follow me!"
Qi Shao and others all looked at Hu Liyan, waiting to see what he would do.
Hu Liyan clenched his fists tightly. He definitely didn't want to join the Jianmen, but he really couldn't do this kind of behavior in front of everyone.
"I am willing to admit defeat, Hu Liyan pays homage to the sect master!"
After a battle between heaven and man in his heart, Hu Liyan finally kept his promise.
Qin Fan was very satisfied and looked at Mr. Qi and others with a smile on his face: "The next one."
That look looked like a weasel giving New Year greetings to a rooster.
