The former Zhenwu Sword Saint, and the current Yan Fei.

Each step of this step shows three points of courage, three points of calmness, and three points of persistence.

He didn't care about the gaze of the five hundred people around him. He held his head up and faced Duan Wuya and others.

Those eyes were filled with incomparable firmness, as if nothing in this world could make him feel timid and shaken.

Duan Wuya, Chu Lie, Xue Kui and Xue Rong, Zi Yin Zhenren, Zi Ling Zhenren, Tang Taichong, Tang Taiyue, Zhuge Changtian, Zhuge Changkong, etc., every stomping of these people can make the mountains and rivers tremble. At this moment, all their eyes looked at Yan Fei.

In an instant, many people felt a strange feeling in their hearts.

It was a feeling of familiarity, although it was a feeling, but it was particularly clear.

Especially Duan Wuya and Chu Lie, staring at Yan Fei's eyes, suddenly feeling a sense of vicissitudes in their hearts.

After abandoning all the grudges, everyone could not help but feel a little secret praise in their hearts as they looked at Yan Fei walking slowly.

"This kid, let alone anything else, can walk around in such an occasion and be calm and composed. This mentality alone is extremely rare."

"No, this is impossible, it looks too similar, this kind of eyes..." Duan Wuya's heart was full of this voice. When he reached his level, observing people would never be limited to their appearance. He found that Yan Fei's eyes and expression were really too similar.

Chu Lie was also shocked.

But when he saw Yan Fei's eyes, a sense of fear arises deep in his heart.

Because, facing the Zhenwu Sword Saint, he felt guilty. Looking back at the beginning, they were just grass-roots villagers in the mountain village. If it weren't for Wu Junlin, how could he have achieved today?

But he chose to betray.

Wu Lie still felt a little guilty in his heart. At this moment, he thought of the Zhenwu Sword Saint and said in his heart: "Brother, I was helpless at the beginning... brother, I'm sorry for you."

These feelings are all subconscious.

It was Yan Fei's eyes and expression that made them touch the trace of emotion hidden in their hearts.

When he approached, Yan Fei faced Duan Wuya directly.

Time changes, the sun and the moon rotate, brother, I am right in front of you, can you still recognize me?

At this moment, Yan Fei was also quite touched.

The eyes met, and for a moment, Duan Wuya forgot to speak.

And Yan Fei did not greet him either.

Duan Ruilin behind Duan Wuya shouted: "Bold, Yan Fei, how dare you be rude when you see the Western Emperor?"

Duan Wuya waved his hand and signaled Duan Ruilin not to worry.

Yan Fei ignored Duan Ruilin at all and still did not salute.

Duan Wuya's eyes moved, looked Yan Fei up and down, and after a few breaths, he nodded and said, "Well, he is indeed extraordinary. With this calmness and calmness alone, it seems that what Brother Xue said is true."

Xue Kui glanced at Yan Fei with a sideways glance, with a bad smile on his lips.

"Brother Duan, this kid is not only arrogant and calm, but also has a crazy spirit. I believe everyone has seen it. A young boy with a 20-year-old girl is still stinky. When I see all the seniors, I am neither humble nor arrogant, and I don't even give politeness. This is not ordinary crazy." Xue Kui's words have begun to change.

In fact, no need for him to say, everyone can see it.

Zi Yin snorted coldly and said, "Hmph, it's indeed an arrogant boy. Brother Duan, are you all the people who are martial arts practitioners so ignorant?"

The atmosphere is getting weirder.

Duan Wuya smiled faintly and said, "It's okay, we are all practitioners, and this etiquette is not that important. Besides, which young man is not frivolous?"

Zi Yin Zhenren said coldly: "It's okay to say it, it's okay to be crazy, but this crazy must have crazy capital."

It's almost done, Xue Kui smiled faintly, and he felt so beautiful in his heart.

There is no need for him to add fuel to the following matters. All he has to do now is to watch and quietly watch Yan Fei die.

Zhuge Changtian and Zhuge Changkong looked at each other, both of which looked bitter.

Among everyone, if they say they don’t want Yan Fei to have an accident, they are afraid that they will be the ones. But they are not planning for Yan Fei’s safety, they are just afraid that if Yan Fei gets into trouble, everything will be gone.

Yan Fei didn't look at Xue Kui from beginning to end.

How do you catch my eyes on a despicable villain?

He didn't even look at Zi Yin Zhenren, and the Zhenwu Sword Saint never took Shushan seriously at that time.

He was just looking at Duan Wuya. No matter what now, he was my brother once.

As Yan Fei walked out and was introduced by Xue Kui, he was not only the two paths of immortals and Buddhas, but also the shortlist of martial arts, but also the deep hatred of Yan Fei.

Yan Fei was sure that at this moment, the finalists were probably trying to fight with him.

And these old men were all hoping that they could be dealt with.

There are even those with the surname Xue, Xiao, and Tang who are all looking forward to being tear apart.

Alas, I, Yan Fei, just want to live without being influenced by others and not behave according to people's expressions. It's interesting that so many people want to kill me.

Well, then come on.

Even if I am destined to die today, I have to be the brightest meteor. Although it is short-lived, you hypocritical hypocrites will remember it in your heart and make you pay a heavy price.

Yan Fei had no fear in his heart, but gradually calmed down.

This is a sublimation of artistic conception, and quietly, his realm continues to improve.

Duan Wuya knew the mystery of the current situation. If Yan Fei was really strong enough, he would protect him and not take action too early to avoid excessive consumption.

The premise is that he has to be sure that Yan Fei is indeed strong enough, even better than the masters he pre-selected.

At this moment, Duan Wuya's third brother Duan Wuhen stepped forward and said, "Brother, how much is it? You can't just rely on Brother Xue's words. Haha, today I'll try it in front of the heroes of the world, don't you know?"

Duan Wuya is just thinking this way.

"Okay, it's just this candidate..."

Duan Wuhen smiled faintly, then took a few steps forward, facing where the hundreds of martial artists were.

He glanced at him and then said aloud: "Duan Yi, come out."

"yes."

Amid the crowd, a strong man walked out quickly.

Duan Yi, Duan Wuhen's grandson, is exactly the 100th talent list, and is 29 years old this year.

In other words, he was already listed on the talent list at the age of 24.

Duan Wuya glanced at Duan Wuhen and understood in his heart that Duan Wuhen also wanted to take this opportunity to let Duan Yi show his face.

"Grandpa, what are your instructions?"

Duan Yi knew it well, but he still asked.

"Hehe, Yi'er, this little friend was praised by you, Bogong Xue, as a martial arts genius. Taking this opportunity, you can compete with him. But remember, don't kill him, click until you click, do you understand?"
Chapter completed!