"Senior Brother Bufan is really true. This is a martial arts competition. If you still have old feelings, you should take away the tokens from the female disciples of the Emei Sect."

Liang Qiuya stared at the screen in the square and said with some displeasure.

She couldn't stand Ye Bufan being kind to other women.

"Qiuya, that's not what she said."

Liang Wenxuan said: "The martial arts competition is important, but being a human being is equally important.

If you do anything to win, you will not even recognize your friends in the past and put your friends to death. Even if you really win the game in the end, you will lose face in front of hundreds of sects in the Hidden Sect and become the target of public criticism.

Those who have attained enlightenment have many helpers, while those who have lost their power have few helpers. This sentence is a famous saying left by our ancestors, and naturally makes sense.

Qiuya, you can’t just focus on the immediate interests, I think Bufan’s approach this time is very good.”

"Okay, father, I get it."

Liang Qiuya snorted coldly, stopped making any more sounds, glanced at Yan Fei standing by the side, and was furious: "Miss Yan, your brother Lu is so awesome, why didn't you see him taking action? You still want my senior brother Bufan to take action."

This sentence is for Yan Fei and for his father Liang Wenxuan.

Yan Fei knew that Liang Qiuya was deliberately causing trouble for her, and her little face turned slightly red. She didn't want to argue with Liang Qiuya, nor would she argue. She silently stared at the large screen outside the window and the central square.

Liang Qiuya thought Yan Fei was ignoring her, and she became even more angry and said angrily: "Miss Yan, you really think you are the master. You pretended not to hear me when I talk to you. If you believe it or not, I will rush you out."

Yan Fei turned her head, looked at Liang Qiuya, and said timidly: "Sister Qiuya, I...I didn't pretend to be unable to hear it. I, I don't know what to say."

Liang Qiuya snorted: "I'm still pretending to be like me. Don't think that I will sympathize with you when I pretend to be weak. I'll be sympathetic to you. I'm not a man, I'm just a man."

Yan Fei was mute and couldn't say anything about the pain. She kept wavering: "Sister Qiuya, I didn't pretend..."

Liang Qiuya is still relentless.

Liang Wenxuan couldn't stand it and scolded, "Qiuya, Miss Yan is a guest. Do you have a little bit of hospitality? If you make unreasonable troubles, go out for me."

Liang Qiuya was so angry that she was half angry, "Father, why do you always talk to outsiders? I used to be the one with the surname Lu, but now I am also your baby daughter."

Yan Fei's pretty face flushed and muttered in a low voice: "I...I am not Brother Lu's woman."

Liang Wenxuan frowned in the shape of a Sichuan character, "Qiuya, you are getting more and more unruly. If you have another word, I will ask someone to send you back to the sect now."

"snort……"

Yan Fei was so angry that she stamped her feet, but she didn't dare to speak out anymore, she didn't want to go back.

"Miss Yan, sorry, the little girl lacks discipline. She said something she shouldn't say, don't take it to heart."

Liang Wenxuan apologized to Yan Fei.

He promised Lu Zifeng that he would not let Yan Fei lose one

If you have any hair, you will do what you say.

Yan Fei bowed slightly and nodded, "Thank you, Master Liang, I'm fine, let's see how Brother Lu and the others are doing."

...

"Ye Bufan, don't bully people too much. If you really want to fight, you will not be sure to win."

Fan Jian was angry from his heart. Since he couldn't hide, he would fight.

He said loudly: "Ye Bufan, you and I are both at the peak of the spiritual transformation. If you want to kill me, you will definitely be seriously injured. If you encounter a stronger opponent, you will not be able to escape."

When Ye Bufan heard this, his face changed slightly. Every word Fan Jian said reached his heart.

Although he is stronger than Fan Jian, he is at the same level after all, and he will also be injured by three points if he hurts the enemy for seven points.

If it is true that as Fan Jian said, after the fight, there is another strong enemy, I am afraid I will not have the energy to fight again.

What's more, except Fan Jian, the remaining two disciples of Qingcheng Sect have not weak cultivation, and they are also at the peak of Huajin. They have names on the Qingyun List, but they are ranked outside the fifties.

Although Senior Brother Zhou Yun on his side is also at the peak of Huajin, this man surnamed Lu really worried him. If Lu Zifeng is a waste, it would be difficult to fight this battle.

But what you say is the water you poured out.

What's more, he is still a man, and he has to show off even more in front of female disciples of the Emei Sect.

Of course, the most important thing is that he wants Lu Zifeng to take a look at his skills so that Lu Zifeng will not be ignorant of the world and will never take him seriously.

After pondering for a while, Ye Bufan spoke indifferently and said, "Fan Jian, let me say the last time I said it.

Leave a token, or die, choose one yourself.”

"Hey, this Bufan brother is not useless, he is quite bloody. Why didn't he see it before?"

Lu Zifeng hugged his hands, smiled faintly, and watched the fun by the side.

Fan Jian's face was extremely gloomy. He originally wanted to act like a desperate situation, which made Ye Bufan feel a little worried and let himself leave.

Who knew that Ye Bufan would not eat the soft and hard things.

"Okay, my surname is Ye, I want to learn about your strength today."

Fan Jian held his hands, and his spear was horizontally placed in front of him. He kicked his feet back and killed Ye Bufan.

The spearhead contained its huge true energy, which caused a strong wind to roar in the air, causing the branches in the woods to rustle.

"Senior Brother Ye, be careful."

Zhou Ruoruo and the two junior sisters of the Emei Sect had already climbed up from the ground. When he saw Fan Jian taking action, he immediately spoke up to remind him.

Ye Bufan didn't dare to be careless. After all, the other party was a master ranked 36th on the Qingyun List. He pulled out the long sword in his hand and fought it up.

Click!

The sword and the spear collided, emitting a dazzling starlight, like a flash of lightning.

The remaining two in Qingcheng School

The disciple was not vague and carried the gun up. He wanted to kill Ye Bufan first with the power of the three.

Seeing this, Zhou Yun quickly drew his sword and joined the battle.

For a moment, the battle was very fierce and it was hard to part with it.

Sand and stones on the ground flew up, and some of the surrounding trees were cut off.

Ye Bufan and Zhou Yun were a little stronger, and they kept using attacking moves, and began to defeat the Qingcheng Sect disciples, but the Qingcheng Sect disciples were not weak either. After suffering several losses, they immediately changed their playing style and changed from the initial offensive to the defensive.

Especially the three Qingcheng Sects have set up the unique skills of Qingcheng Sect, the cold gun formation, and the three of them can become shocked, only defend but not attack, and their defense is amazing.

For a moment, Ye Bufan and Zhou Yun could not defeat him for a long time, and the more they fought, they became more and more anxious. In the end, they were so tired.

"If you continue to fight like this, Senior Brother Ye will suffer a loss."

Zhou Ruoruo said in his heart, looking up at Lu Zifeng.

She recognized Lu Zifeng. In the hall of the temple, Lu Zifeng's unruly personality also impressed him very deeply.

"Why doesn't this senior brother take action?"

Zhou Ruoruo was anxious, but she was not familiar with Lu Zifeng, and it was difficult to say what she said in her heart.

"How could this disciple of Wanfa Sect have a stand by and watch."

In the Central Square, warriors from all over the world who were watching the game were so angry that they stamped their feet.

In the room on the big trees around, people from all walks of life frowned and talked a lot.

"Is that boy named Lu a traitor to Wanfa Sect? He has been watching the fun and never takes action."

Master Guo, the head of the Emei Sect, was so angry that he pointed at the screen and cursed.

"Haha, this disciple of Wanfa Sect is just like this."

The head of Qingcheng Sect smiled proudly. He was worried about him just now. He really thought it was unfavorable to go to the army. In less than a day, the Qingcheng Sect disciples would be wiped out.

"Father, look, the man surnamed Lu is so shameless. Senior Brother Bufan and Senior Brother Zhou Yun have been fighting for so long, but he actually stands by. You shouldn't have let him represent Wanfa Sect in the competition at that time. Now, I'm fine, I can't help at all."

Liang Qiuya was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, worried about Ye Bufan, pointing at Lu Zifeng on the screen and cursing.

Yan Fei felt sad and anxious when she heard this. Brother Lu was not such a person, so she must have had other hidden information so she didn't take action.

But she, who has always been unfamiliar with arguments, didn't know how to refute Liang Qiuya's words, could only speak silently.

Liang Wenxuan glared at his daughter and didn't say anything, but he felt a little anxious and said to himself: "What are Mr. Lu waiting for? Why haven't hesitated to do it?"

The people from Longhuguan and Qingyun Sect were also very puzzled by Liang Wenxuan’s questions.

If Lu Zifeng takes action, he can turn the situation around in just two moves. How can he fight so hard?

"Can it be that Lu Zifeng and Ye Bufan of Wanfa Sect and Zhou Yun were not dealing with each other and wanted to borrow someone else's hand to take their lives?"
Chapter completed!