Eight Hundred and Ninetieth IX Selection

admirer?

Lu Fan frowned, he never thought that one day so many demon cultivators would worship him. He always felt that it was more likely that the demon cultivators were chasing and trying to kill him.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

Lu Wei yelled loudly, and the demon cultivators quickly separated from each other.

Although they looked very excited, they wanted to pounce on them. But in fact, no one dared to come within three steps of Lu Fan.

There is no way, for Moxiu, it is very common for a disagreement, or even a wrong look, to cause death.

They don't want to die yet, so they just watch, no one dares to really do anything.

Lu Fan strode forward, and his ears were filled with the discussions of demon cultivators.

"He's the guy who single-handedly picks out more than a dozen hall masters. He doesn't look scary!"

"A person is not judged by his appearance, you don't understand this. I can see his vicious aura just by looking at his back. Believe me, this guy is an evil dragon. He will eat everyone who disrespects him!"

"But he's pretty handsome, my wife likes him very much!"

"Does the family like you? The middle-aged lady is also flirting in front of the fifteenth hall master!"

. . . . . .

There were endless discussions, but Lu Fan smiled wryly.

Unexpectedly, he beat those hall masters violently, but it won him praise from countless demon cultivators.

Aren't these people from the branch hall? Could it be that among this group of people, there is no subordinate of a hall master who was violently beaten by Lu Fan?

The answer is yes, no wonder.

It can only be said that these demon cultivators naturally worship the strong.

Even if Lu Fan is fighting their hall master, they still worship Lu Fan's power.

Worshiping the strong is the essence of magic cultivation.

Walking all the way to the front, Lu Fan saw that those black-clothed demon cultivators had already reserved a place for him.

First row, one of the best positions.

Next to him, there were a few more imposing people, Lu Fan only glanced at them, and said softly: "They are all the hall masters of other halls!"

Seeing Lu Fan sitting down, the hall masters all looked strange.

Then, several people got up immediately.

Lu Fan looked at them, thinking they were here to find fault.

As a result, these hall masters turned around and left without delay.

Lu Fan smiled and said, "What's the matter, is there no room for them? I'm here, so they have to leave?"

Just as Lu Wei was about to answer, a middle-aged man not far from Lu Fan suddenly said, "It's not that I can't sit down. It's just that I'm afraid I'll be beaten again by you. Didn't you recognize that there are two of them, who were beaten by you?" Did you hit it?"

Lu Fan raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm sorry, I don't remember the names of the defeated soldiers."

The middle-aged man nodded and said: "Good habit. I am the same. Your name is Yeying, right? The newly appointed Hall Master of the Fifteenth Hall has good methods and a fast reputation. The only bad thing is that you are almost offended now. Half of the hall master. I don't know how you did it, but, what I want to say is, you did it beautifully!"

Lu Fan smiled, this guy seems to be an interesting person.

There was a knife scar on his face, and the long and narrow wound stretched from the corner of his eye to his neck.

The clothes were open, revealing his scarred upper body, with several wounds that looked like they had been pierced with a knife.

Lu Fan said: "So, did I offend you? Which class are you from?"

The middle-aged man replied: "I did not participate in the promotion of the magic pool. Therefore, you did not offend me. I am the seventh hall master, Duan Qing!"

Heard the seventh lesson, three words.

Before Lu Fan could make a sound, Lu Wei beside him was excited. He leaned forward and smiled obsequiously at Duan Qing: "So it's Hall Master Duan, sorry for your disrespect."

Lu Fan looked at Lu Wei suspiciously. Only then did Lu Wei realize that Lu Fan didn't seem to be that excited, so he lowered his voice and said, "Don't you know the Seventh Hall? That's one of the Demon Killing Halls."

Lu Fan said: "Magic Killing Hall? Can you explain these three words to me?"

Lu Wei was about to explain aloud, when Duan Qing next to him said: "Magic Killing Hall. Among all the branch halls, there are a few special ones. They deal with different things separately. For example, the first branch hall, also known as the Law Enforcement Hall .All the branch halls that don’t obey the rules and don’t obey the command are under its control. If the hall master sees the people from the first hall one day, he should be extra careful. The people there are extremely cold-blooded executioners.”

Lu Wei paused for a moment, then continued: "The seventh hall of Hall Master Duan is also called the dark hall. All demon cultivators are the investigation objects of the seventh hall. It is the same as the thirteenth hall, the hidden hall, the forty-seventh hall, The Hall of Assassins is equally famous."

Duan Qing smiled and said: "That's right. Hall Master Ye, I've been very interested in you recently, if we have time, we can have a good chat."

Lu Fan looked at the smile on Duan Qing's mouth, but there was a flash of light in his eyes.

"Master Duan, do you want to chat now?"

Duan Qing waved his hand and said: "No, no. It's not yet time, Master Ye, please be patient, there will be a chance! Today, we are just here to pick some good players, aren't we?"

After speaking, Duan Qing clapped his hands.

The surrounding black-clothed demon cultivators immediately opened the surrounding formations.

The center of the entire fighting arena suddenly emitted a strong light. Then rays of light began to converge, eventually forming a huge formation.

In an instant, amidst the flickering light, a figure began to appear.

A series of strange figures, one by one with a good-looking demon cultivator, appeared in the center of the fighting arena.

As for Lu Fan and the others, they were just the audience in the stands.

When the light of the formation disappeared, there were already thousands of demon cultivators standing in the center of the fighting arena, all lined up.

They seemed to know what they were going to do today. They stood up straight and smiled towards the stands.

This look looks like a trafficked slave, flexing his muscles, hoping to be picked up by a certain master.

Lu Fan also looked away from Duan Qing, wanting to look around.

There are so many people that it is impossible to see them all at a glance.

Next to it, a black-clothed demon cultivator handed over a mirror and said, "My lord, you can use this to choose."

Lu Fan took the power through the mirror, and a series of light curtains suddenly appeared inside, each of which was an introduction from a demon cultivator, including his cultivation base, skills, age, and origin.

Lu Fan flipped through the pages and said with a smile, "This is pretty good. Lu Wei, how many people can we choose?"

Lu Wei smiled and said: "Master, as long as you want, you can take all these people away. The quota given to you is very sufficient."

Lu Fan nodded with a smile, held the mirror, and slowly looked at all the materials of the magic cultivator.

Next to him, Duan Qing had already started to pick people, with a simple finger, a black-clothed demon cultivator would immediately bring them up.

Moxiu, who was picked, burst into tears immediately, knelt down and kissed Duan Qing's shoes lightly.

"Humble servant, humble existence, go down, someone will tell you what to do."

With a wave of Duan Qing's hand, the demon cultivator was immediately taken away.

Around the fighting arena, the other hall masters who hadn't left also began to pick one after another.

And among the crowd in the center of the arena.

The two women chatted softly.

"Master, which hall master do you think we will be picked away by? Could it be from the Demon Killing Hall? I heard that only entering the Demon Killing Hall can be considered as entering the upper level of Demon Cultivation."

"Yuehan, don't worry. As long as these hall masters are not blind, they will definitely pick us!"

With a confident smile on the corner of her mouth, the woman raised her head.

The sun shone on her face, revealing her perfect cheeks, she was indeed a magician, Wukongling!