"Destroyed." Liu Tianyan's expression was dull and his voice was dull.

The destruction of the Wuhen Mirror was destroyed, which was a big blow to him.

Liu Tianlong deeply understood this.

"Second, what's going on?"

"Brother, Wuhenjing was left to me by my father. At the beginning, Dad left us with a treasure, this Wuhenjing..." Liu Tianyan was so old that he was like a child at this moment, and he had no arrogance of the Lord of the Red Flame Sword Pavilion.

"Second, I understand, don't worry, we must avenge this revenge."

"Brother, take revenge? Where does this revenge come from? I still don't know what kind of revenge the Yan family has with our Liu family?"

Liu Tianlong was also stunned when asked this sentence.

Yes, the key to the problem is here.

The Liu family tree has deep roots. In the past, there was no need to have any reason to kill people.

There are countless people like Yan Fei who die in their hands, and not all of them know why.

Anyway, they are the masters. What reasons do you need to die?

Now they have to think about it. They have to kill Yan Fei, where does the hatred come from?

"This, this... I'm afraid I have to ask Jun Xie about this."

"Hmph, Junxie, Junxie, where did you offend this person?"

....

Inside the Sword Pavilion.

Yan Fei defeated the scarless mirror, and the strange man disappeared.

This breath became loose, and Yan Fei shook his body and held it on the wall.

There were more than a dozen sword wounds all over my body, and the blood had already stained my whole body. I just had to survive in one breath until now. The severe pain in my body was indeed not so good.

Yan Fei looked at himself. This was the most embarrassing time he had ever been.

After a few breaths, he glanced at the broken mirror in the corner again.

"What a pity, this must be a treasure. Alas, there is no way. I don't know how to crack this game, I can only smash you." Yan Fei squatted down and looked closely. It was a bronze mirror.

The mirror is the size of a palm, and it has an ancient atmosphere. Now the mirror is broken, and the ancient mirror looks dull.

The baby is the baby after all, Yan Fei put away the broken scarless mirror.

If you have the opportunity to repair it, you will make a profit today.

Everything was over, Yan Fei was not in a hurry to go out.

The danger may not end here. He must use his limited time to return to his best condition as much as possible.

Apply the wound with golden sore medicine and take the Tianhe Pill. Yan Fei took out the beast pill of the flaming lion.

The beast pill of the fourth-level ferocious beast is much stronger than the spiritual power contained in the third-level Yuan Spirit Pill.

He seized the time to replenish his consumption.

In half an hour, a fourth-level beast pill was absorbed by Yan Fei by one fifth.

The immortal sword body and powerful repair power made Yan Fei heal the sword wounds all over his body without even leaving scars.

The internal injuries will take some time.

The consumption of swords also increased by 80%.

What is rare is that my cultivation has improved again.

Yan Fei's cultivation is infinitely close to the middle stage of the Sword Vein Realm. Now, with the help of the strong beast energy in the beast pill, his cultivation has entered the middle stage of the Sword Vein Realm in one fell swoop.

Slowly opening his eyes, Yan Fei stopped, and he looked at the beast pill in his hand.

"Hey, Xiao Hei, Xiao Hei, this is left to you. I'm thinking about you when I'm in my dying state. In the future, don't repay your grudges."

After putting away the beast pill, Yan Fei got up. He looked at the door leading to the Jiange Pavilion Platform and slowly took firm steps.

At this moment, the assessment of Jiange has basically ended.

Only ten of the disciples who participated in the assessment were shortlisted for more than 100.

However, all the disciples who participated in the assessment did not leave.

They gradually surrounded the Red Flame Sword Pavilion.

Yan Fei, this name has brought them too much incredible, and they are eager to see that miracles will happen again.

A pair of eyes stared at the pavilion at the top of Jiange.

Even the old men from Mingjian Villa were commenting on it.

However, Liu Tianyan and Liu Tianlong obviously already knew the answer.

I don’t know who exclaimed, and in an instant, almost everyone, no matter how they viewed Yan Fei, felt the passionate blood.

"Look, he's out."

"It's him, it's him, he's out."

"Yan Fei, good."

"What about God, am I dreaming? I broke through the Golden Palace Sword Pavilion and broke through the Red Flame Sword Pavilion. This is definitely a miracle, the only time in the history of Mingjian Villa."

"Hmph, I'm afraid that's not only that, he will also break into the remaining three sword pavilions."

"What, all five sword pavilions have entered? Break the sword formation, pass the sword pavilion, destroy the lion. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I really couldn't imagine that this would be true."

Yan Fei slowly walked out of Jiange and came to the pavilion.

With the slightest movement, this feeling was hard to explain. He carried his hands on his back, slowly closed his eyes, and let the cold wind blow his face.

Nan Li felt something when he saw this scene. Yan Fei's clothes were covered with blood, and he felt like he had just taken a shower from the blood pool. Although his injuries were basically healed, it seemed that he was really terrible.

"Brother Yan, you won."

In the corner, Bai Ruoxuan kept watching.

Her expression was dazed, and her almond eyes stared at Yan Fei on the top of the pavilion.

Bai Ruoxuan's mood is no longer something that can be described in words.

Regret? Angry? Shocked?

Maybe all are...

In fact, Bai Ruoxuan knew very well that she betrayed Yan Fei and betrayed Yan Fei who once protected her with her life.

Top of the Pavilion!

Not long after, Yan Fei opened his eyes and flew down the Red Flame Sword Pavilion.

On the top of the pavilion, the red flame pavilion lights shine and covers red light. Except for a few people, most people cannot see Yan Fei's situation.

When Yan Fei came to the ground, everyone was stunned.

You should know that these so-called disciples of Jianwu Hall practice all day long, but few have experienced real fighting. No matter how strong they are, they grow up in a greenhouse.

Today, they finally saw what blood is and what battle is.

Many people exclaimed, and some took a few steps directly.

"Ah, so much blood."

"Yan Fei, what have you experienced?"

"You didn't see it just now, even the flaming lion appeared. It's hard to imagine that Yan Fei could come out alive."

Nan Li rushed to Yan Fei in front of him, and he grabbed Yan Fei's arms with both hands.

"Brother Yan, you, you...hey, they're too much."

"Brother Nan, I'm fine."

"I can't share life and death with you, Nanli, I feel guilty."

"Hey, it's not that serious. This is just the beginning, right?"

Nan Li slapped his chest and said, "Brother Yan, from now on, I, Nan Li, will follow you."

The great elder Dugu Mo also came to Yan Fei. He couldn't say something, but he just nodded at Yan Fei, his eyes full of affirmation.

"Look, there are two more people."
Chapter completed!