Niu Niu is very melancholy now. It is really hard for her to find a reason. She is such a pure and cute person. Her nose is a nose, her eyes are her eyes, and her chest is her chest. Those who should be fatter are fatter than others, and those who should be bigger are bigger than others.

Why are all the handsome guys in my group avoiding me?【】

No matter how you say it, you are still a pure yellow-flowered girl.

Suddenly, Niu Niu's eyes emitted two rays of light, ranging from a wolf to a little sheep, and from a pervert to a naked beauty. She flew forward and pressed on Xing Yuqiang's body, "Xiao Qiangqiang, I finally found you, you

Are you lying on the ground waiting for others? It's really annoying. Although this is an inaccessible forest, you can't be so unrestrained. People are so embarrassed, oh hehehe."

"Fuck, you crushed me to death." Xing Yuqiang, who was originally scratched by a sword, was pressed down by half a ton of weight. He was almost suffocating. Blood was squeezed out and his face was livid. He couldn't

Breathed.

"Ah, you want to fuck me? It's so annoying. How could you say such exciting words in broad daylight? Oh, hehe, then don't move, I'll do it..." Niuniu was so excited and restless.

"Hey, this Jiyun Peak is really full of rubbish. They are going to stage a wild battle. Xing Yuqiang, you have really strong taste." Chen Hao continued to smile disdainfully, his eyes full of provocation.

Following the sound, Niu Niu noticed that there were two people here, and they were the only people she could hate in her loving life. She reluctantly got up from Xing Yuqiang and glared at Chen Hao and Zhao Fanyi, "You guys

What are you two doing at Jiyun Peak?"

Xing Yuqiang also struggled to get up from the ground. A small human-shaped pit was printed under his feet, which shows how much impact Xing Yuqiang suffered just now.

Just now, when Niuniu was completely pressing him down, Xing Yuqiang took out the communication paper with difficulty and sent a message to Jingyun.

Not long after, Jing Yun and others rushed here one after another. When they saw Chen Hao and Zhao Fanyi, everyone's expressions became sad, and they all showed disgust.

Eat inside and outside, you are worse than an animal.

This is the evaluation of Zhao Fanyi by everyone in Jiyunfeng. Even the beasts still remember their old feelings, but Zhao Fanyi is simply a sinister person. He has received the master's true inheritance, but he still wants to pass on the master's unique skills to Lian Tianfeng.

As a result, the master was suppressed by He Zhuo and was unable to stand up.

"We are all here now, a bunch of rubbish. No matter how hard you try, you are still the base mountain range of Tiansha Sect. You should not leave Jiyun Peak, otherwise the disciples from other mountains of Tiansha Sect will think that someone has intruded.

Where is Tiansha Sect?" Chen Hao looked at everyone in Jiyunfeng arrogantly and said arrogantly: "You and we, even Tianfeng, although

There is no strong man like Ouyang Feiyu, but there is also Senior Brother Zhao sitting in charge. Which mountain range in the Tiansha Sect is not scrambling to pull our Senior Brother Zhao over? You, I am your master. I am too useless to win good disciples.

, he will take the leftovers left by you people that no one eats, otherwise there will be no one in Jiyun Peak, hahaha."

"Fuck your mother." Lai Yuejing was furious and was about to attack, but was grabbed by Jing Yun, who had quick eyes and quick hands next to him.

"Haha, you're a loser." Seeing that Lai Yuejing didn't dare to step forward, Chen Hao was even more proud. It was the first time he had found such a sense of superiority in Tiansha Sect. Keeping the mission assigned by Zhao Fanyi in mind, he continued to provoke, "What do you mean?

Speaking of which, oh yes, it’s not like one family doesn’t belong to the same family, the useless master and a bunch of useless disciples are really a perfect match, Jiyun Peak has a lot to offer.”

"Have you said enough? Get out of here." Xing Yuqiang shouted loudly.

"Eh, you're angry? It's good to be angry, but if you're angry, do you dare to hit me? Can you hit me?" Chen Hao showed a proud attitude of fighting against others, "Xing Yuqiang, we are in the same batch to enter the sky.

Shamen, you and me, I have followed Zhao Fanyi, Ouyang Feiyu and the others down the mountain to practice, let alone

How cool, you, you, you are still doing some actual combat exercises at Jiyun Peak. It's embarrassing. But I can't blame you. After all, there are differences between people. People like you will probably practice for another ten or eight years.

Only when you are 20 years old will you have the opportunity to go down the mountain to practice. By then, you, Xing Yuqiang, will also become a sexual performer, right? Haha..."

"You..." Xing Yuqiang knew that with Zhao Fanyi present, he would be abused if he did it, so he could only remember his master's teachings and endure...

"By the way, you Jiyun Peak's specially recruited disciple, why haven't you seen anyone? I wonder what progress he has made in the past six months." After looking around for a few times, no one was found, Chen Hao said with a smile: "It can't be

Are you too scared to show up, so you run back and tell your master?"

Jing Yun, Lai Yuejing and others couldn't help but be stunned. Only then did they realize that their junior brother Mu Yi really didn't show up. Didn't they send him a message? Why hasn't he come yet?

Seeing that Jing Yun and others looked a little confused, the disdain on Chen Hao's face was even more obvious. He had already confirmed his thoughts. This so-called specially recruited disciple came in through connections.

As if he was addicted, he paused and continued: "You don't even think about the abilities of the specially recruited disciples who will be arranged for you Jiyunfeng. Your Jiyunfeng is not afraid of burying talents, but the sect master is afraid

You have ruined a very talented person.

, my specially recruited disciple is just a piece of shit, he came in through the back door through the relationship between Bai Yun and Shen Rong, otherwise the real specially recruited disciple would not be able to get Jiyun Peak, and Jiyun Peak will have no choice but to accept you like this.

He is a martial arts waste that is rare to encounter in a hundred years."

"Fuck." Lai Yuejing couldn't bear it anymore and rushed towards Chen Hao angrily. Before anyone could reach him, the long sword in his hand had already shot out two sword energy and hit Chen Hao both up and down.

"It's a small trick." Zhao Fanyi, who was beside Chen Hao, gave a teasing smile and waved his long sword lightly, and the two sword energy that shot towards him were cut off at the waist and turned into energy in the air.

agitation.

Lai Yuejing rushed to Chen Hao's side, and the long sword transformed into a sword light. These sword lights were used to confuse the enemy, so that the sword itself could hit the enemy better.

But this kind of swordsmanship is really a bit childish for Zhao Fanyi next to him, and because he has stayed at Jiyun Peak before, he knows Jiyun Swordsmanship well. The advantages, disadvantages, and flaws of Jiyun Swordsmanship are all.

It's crystal clear.

He suddenly drew his sword, without any fancy moves or unnecessary movements. It was just an ordinary sword thrust forward, but the speed was as fast as lightning and the angle was unusually tricky.

Zhao Fan easily tore apart all the sword light with the sword in his hand, seized the flaw in the swordsmanship, drove straight in, and stabbed Lai Yuejing three inches below the chest with a sword, and then suddenly raised Lai Yuejing.

Flying back.

Jing Yun's expression was cold, and he suddenly jumped up to catch Lai Yuejing who was flying back, and put Lai Yuejing back on the ground. He suddenly turned toward Zhao Fanyi.

"bass."

A clear but soul-stirring sword chant resounded in the silent woods, and a strange long sword appeared in the hand of Jing Yun, the top disciple of Jiyun Peak.

This sword is as thin as a pinky finger, about four feet long, and the whole body of the sword is a gorgeous purple color. Most sword weapons are flat, with blades on both sides, but this sword is round, about the size of a pinky finger.

The tip of the sword is pointed, which allows the sword to have strong penetrating power.

Looking at the strange sword in Jing Yun's hand, Zhao Fanyi's eyes flashed with a trace of greed, but it was also mixed with anger that could not be concealed. He sneered and said: "That old immortal still has reservations about me."

"Fart, the master originally planned to give you this Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, but when the master came out, you had the intention of leaving, so he didn't give it to you. The master treated you like his own child and gave it to you with everything he had.

Not only are you ungrateful, but you have harmed him so much, and now you are insulting the master with rude words, are you still considered a human being?" Jing Yun was so angry that he almost roared.

People are like this. They always think that everyone will revolve around one person, and treating him well is a matter of course. If he is not good to him, he will feel unhappy, and he will even get angry at others.

Zhao Fanyi was not angry at all, and said with a shy smile: "Maybe if the old immortal gives me the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, I will consider staying at Jiyun Peak."

"Who the hell cares if you stay or go? This place will be clean if you leave." Xing Yuqiang said angrily.

"Haha, since you like this practical exercise, why not let me practice with you." Zhao Fanyi smiled calmly. His calmness was a kind of contempt that did not take the other party seriously.

To a naked eye, the reason why he was so calm and calm was because he didn't think these losers were his opponents at all.

"Then try." Jing Yun knew that today's battle was inevitable, and the anger in his heart also made him lose his mind. He could let the other party cancel and humiliate him, but he was determined not to allow them to insult his master.

"laugh."

When a strange sound of breaking wind sounded, the Swift Cloud Purple Wood Sword in Jing Yun's hand had already stabbed Zhao Fanyi in front of him.

Although Jing Yun is only a sixth-grade Martial Emperor, his attainments in swordsmanship are really impressive. He has both speed and strength. Every sword brings out the essence of swordsmanship. It is unpredictable and strange, and with the cooperation of extremely fast speed

, the swordsmanship is even more elusive.

However, Zhao Fanyi is not an ordinary person. He has higher talent than Jing Yun and is at least as strong as Jing Yun. However, in terms of swordsmanship, he is slightly inferior to Jing Yun due to lack of hard work.

However, relying on the speed advantage brought by his strength level, he still raised his sword to resist Jing Yun's attack.

The swords of the two men intertwined in the air, and their bodies moved quickly like ghosts. The trees in the forest were constantly chopped down by their swords.

bite!

Suddenly, a piercing scream caused by the connection of two swords resounded in the woods, and then everyone saw Jingyun suddenly slide backwards and hit a big tree heavily, making a loud bang.

Zhao Fanyi looked at Jingyun, whose mouth was already covered with blood, with a playful expression, and lowered his head to hold the sword in his hand. He was slightly surprised, and then he was even more determined to snatch the Jiyun Purple Wood Sword, because the sword in his hand was

The treasure-grade sword was actually riddled with holes and holes, and the blade had numerous gaps and even two cracks.

"Such a good sword, it's such a waste to give it to you. Since you showed it, it belongs to me." Zhao Fan sneered heartily, dodged, and in the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of several feet and reached Jingyun.
Chapter completed!