There are ten sword masters in Mingjian Villa, and more than 500 disciples from the Sword Martial Arts Hall practice with these sword masters.

Today, in Jiange competition, all the disciples are following the camp of the sword master.

But Yan Fei is a special one.

Ten teams, ten swordsmen, and Yan Fei does not belong to any one.

But no one can deny his identity as a disciple of Jianwu Temple.

After a few breaths, he shrugged, moved his muscles and walked into the central martial arts field.

Yan Fei's arrival gradually attracted the attention of those disciples of Jianwu Hall.

"Look, the boy named Yan is here again."

"This kid is still alive, where did he come out?"

"Yes, this kid is still alive. Huh, do you want to give it a try today?"

"What a joke, just rely on him? He wants to be able to do it. I will walk with my head in the future. I have been practicing in the Jianwu Hall for three years, and I have not received much hope today. What is he?

More and more people looked at Yan Fei, and Liu Junxie and Bai Ruoxuan naturally looked over.

After seeing this, the two of them changed their faces at the same time, especially Liu Junxie.

"You really dare to come here. Our account must be calculated today." On that day, Liu Junxie encouraged Liu Junyi to kill Yan Fei, but as a result, all the four juniors of the Liu family and Liu Zhenggang disappeared.

Bai Ruoxuan stood beside him, and she even changed her name to Liu Junxie.

"Jun Xie, this person surnamed Yan is really in dispersed. Today, I must not keep him anymore."

"Hmph, then it's a damn ghost. I didn't expect that he really dared to come. I want to avenge Jun Yi's cousin."

"Jun Yi? Why, is Jun Yi dead at his hands?" Bai Ruoxuan's face showed a look of surprise.

Liu Junxie didn't want to say much, so he walked towards Yan Fei.

Soon, when they approached Yan Fei, Liu Junxie and Bai Ruoxuan stood side by side, Bai Ruoxuan's body was pressed against Liu Junxie, and the two looked at Yan Fei together.

"Whoever is surnamed Yan, what do you want? If you want money, tell me a lot. As long as you are willing to leave, can I find a way to repay you? Do you have to let me kill you with your own hands?" Bai Ruoxuan glared at Yan Fei angrily.

"shut up."

Now is different from the past, Yan Fei's face was extremely firm. He glanced at Bai Ruoxuan and said, "Leave some face for yourself. Kill me, it's up to you? Bai Ruoxuan, you seem to look down on yourself too much."

"Yan Fei, you... OK, you just hope not to meet me today, otherwise I will make you regret it."

Bai Ruoxuan is now a celebrity in Jianwu Hall, and even the target of Mingjian Villa's key training. The old disciples of Jianwu Hall are flattering to her. Unexpectedly, Yan Fei showed no mercy at all.

Liu Junxie looked at Yan Fei up and down and said angrily: "One, you have the courage. New and old hatreds, let's calculate together today. I must avenge the revenge of Jun Yi and the other two."

Yan Fei snorted coldly and said, "Three people, why, your Liu family only has three people missing?"

Liu Junxie was stunned for a moment after asking one sentence.

When Liu Junxie looked at Yan Fei, he was a little surprised. He could feel that Yan Fei had improved a lot.

He believed that Yan Fei had the ability to kill Liu Junyi, Liu Junming and Liu Junshuo, but he never believed that Liu Zhenggang, who had been missing for many days, also died at Yan Fei's hands.

"Sir Yan, what do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, today, you'll understand."

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahaha, such a crazy tone. The surname Yan, do you remember what I said to you? People have lives, and dogs have lives. If you want to be a human, you have to accept your fate. It seems that you don't recognize it. OK, today I will make you unable to make a dog."

Yan Fei was not here to quarrel, he was too lazy to talk nonsense to these two people anymore.

Yan Fei's cold eyes swept across Bai Ruoxuan and Liu Junxie's faces, and slowly walked to the distance, standing alone with his head held high.

The onlookers said in a flattering manner: "Senior brother, why bother to get angry with such a person? If you meet me today, I will teach him a lesson for you first."

"And I, senior brother, you don't have to take action against such people."

"That's right, junior sister, I'll ruin him for you later. Tell me, do you want his arms or legs?"

"Hey, hey, stop talking, look, the owner and the others are here."

....

A group of old men walked out of the Hongjian Hall, and the front was the owner Dugu Yun. Behind him, in addition to the people from Mingjian Villa, there were also masters from various sects, including martial arts, Buddhas and immortals.

Everyone sat down, and all the disciples of Jianwu Temple had already lined up in an orderly manner.

The Great Elder Dugu Mo is responsible for hosting the conference.

Dugu Mo went straight to the topic and shouted loudly: "Listen to the disciples of Jianwutang, today's Jiange selection, the first stage, competition. Those who win two games will be shortlisted and will be qualified to enter the second stage."

One sentence made hundreds of disciples whisper.

"How come it is divided into two links? In the past, weren't it all competitive wins? What is this second link?"

"Slowly, who knows, what do you do if you don't care about so much? Let's win the competition first."

Yan Fei has already learned about Jiange Competition, it is very simple, the competitive mode, and the winner is shortlisted.

But he had never heard of the second part, and for a moment, Yan Fei felt a little curious.

In total, if there are more than 500 people, if there are two rounds of competition, there should be more than 100 people shortlisted. Jiange would never accept so many people. Five years ago, it only took a dozen people. It seems that the second link will inevitably be very difficult.

Yan Fei was thinking secretly in his heart.

"The rules of competition are as always, life and death are the ones that follow, the competition is a series of lottery decisions. Now I announce that the competition in Mingjian Villa Jiange will begin."

The loud voice poured into everyone's ears, causing hundreds of disciples of the Jianwu Temple to burst into tears in an instant.

For everyone, today is the opportunity for them to make a splash in their lives. Even if they can’t enter the Jianwu Hall, they still have to show themselves.

Draw lots.

Yan Fei didn't smoke at all, and the remaining bamboo stick was his.

The numbers on more than 500 bamboo sticks are paired, and the person who draws the same number is the two sides of the competition.

Take out the last bamboo stick from the bamboo tube, Yan Fei took a look and saw it, No. 96.

In other words, the other person who drew No. 96 was Yan Fei's opponent.

After the lottery draw, the disciples will go to the designated location to register one by one, and the two sides of the first round of the battle will be decided.

However, as the last one to register, Yan Fei found that Liu Junxie had actually walked to the registration office. Yan Fei had an impression that he was Liu Tianyuan, the fifth elder who chose swords in Jianyuan that day.

He found that Liu Junxie and Liu Tianyuan were muttering and studying for a while, then he actually looked at him with a faint smile on his lips.

Fairness? There has never been so-called fairness in this world.

Yan Fei immediately understood that Liu Junxie must have modified the order of the battle. He wanted to kill himself in full view of everyone.
Chapter completed!