Ning Fan raised his chin slightly: "Otherwise, under normal circumstances, I wouldn't want to teach you!"
Zhuo Jiunian stared at Ning Fan, wishing he could stare him to death.
"Accepting a disciple!"
Ning Fan, with an impatient look on his face, suddenly said loudly, "Do you want to learn or not? Just tell me straight up!"
"presumptuous!!"
Zhuo Jiunian flicked his wrist, and an ancient long sword appeared in his hand.
He was indeed irritated by Ning Fan's attitude.
He is a highly respected person in Shangcheng, but now he is humiliated by a junior. If he really swallows this humiliation, his name Zhuo Jiunian will become a joke.
Seeing that Zhuo Jiunian really wanted to take action, Ning Fan was a little surprised.
To be honest, this person was one of the more principled people he had ever met in Upper City.
"I understand your attitude."
Ning Fan restrained his smile.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Fan moved.
Others couldn't see Ning Fan's figure clearly, but Zhuo Jiunian was able to catch some details.
So many swords...
Just now, when Zhuo Jiunian ran out of Wandao Ridge, he threw out two swords.
But now, when Ning Fan swung his sword, hundreds and thousands of phantoms were formed.
Zhuo Jiunian's eyes fixed, and his old face was full of tension.
Found it!
Zhuo Jiunian saw Ning Fan and the sword in his hand.
Shadows are all fake, only this is real!
Zhuo Jiunian raised his sword and faced Ning Fan.
However, the sword in Ning Fan's hand drew a black full moon in the sky.
Click!!
Zhuo Jiunian's sword was broken.
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