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Chapter 0065 Presbyterian!

At this moment, there was no cheer, no discussion, nothing.

The whole martial arts field was quiet.

Even the people from the Liu family stared at Yan Fei and didn't know what to say.

In the history of Mingjian Villa, Yan Fei has become a miracle and a legend.

Maybe someone can break it in the future, but it is unique before.

Facing legends and miracles, the language seems too thin.

Everyone just watched silently, feeling the shock at this moment.

The wind is silenced, and the heroic soul is cleared by the sun.

The sky is vast, and the sky is filled with blood.

....

However, Yan Fei knew that this was just the beginning, a dangerous scene like today, from this moment on, he would face it at all times.

He flew down from Jiange.

All five pavilions are broken!

He doesn’t need glory or halo, he gets what he wants, the Five Elements Sword Vein!

In terms of cultivation, he has also entered the middle stage of the Sword Vein Realm. What is even more rare is that he has inherited the more powerful "The Sword Art of the Ten Directions". Compared to those envious eyes, the so-called glory, he needs these more.

Bai Ruoxuan in the corner saw this scene and it was difficult to describe the feelings in her heart. How could she know that a more cruel reality came quietly.

Nan Li was the first to rush to Yan Fei. He pointed at Yan Fei with a trembling finger, opened his mouth several times, but didn't say a word. Finally, Nan Li pounded Yan Fei's chest with his fist.

Yan Fei could understand Nan Li’s mentality at this moment.

He was also like he was walking back from the brink of death.

Not far away, people from the Liu family surrounded Liu Tianyao.

Liu Tianyao was covered in dust and blood on his shoulders. He looked at Yan Fei fiercely, but there was nothing to say.

Liu Tianyan sighed, "Hey, I suffered a loss. This time, Lao Wu suffered even more. The Ksitigarbha Sword Pavilion was almost destroyed. Even the Ksitigarbha Sword was destroyed. Without the Ksitigarbha Sword, what else can Lao Wu, the master of the Ksitigarbha?"

After hearing Liu Tianyan's words, Liu Tianyao immediately vomited a mouthful of blood.

Liu Tianlong immediately glared at Liu Tianyan: "Lao San, don't say anything if you can't speak. Aren't you irritating the fifth brother?"

"I..., hum, it's all caused by this kid Jun Xie."

A few old men looked for Liu Junxie again but found that the boy was following Nangong Yurou with a smile on his face. What happened here seemed to have nothing to do with him.

Seeing this, Liu Tianlong said to himself: "Hey, it's really a mess of people. Why don't my Liu family have descendants like Yan Fei?"

As soon as this said, Liu Tianyan and Liu Tianyao immediately looked at Liu Tianlong.

Only then did Liu Tianlong realize that he had made mistakes, he hurriedly changed his words: "Hmph, no matter what, you can't let this kid be the lord of Jinque Sword Pavilion. He can win, but he can't change this reality. The crow wants to fly up the branch and turn into a phoenix and dream."

This was too weak to say. However, now that the Liu family is disgraced, Liu Tianlong really couldn't find anything to go down, so he could only talk about this matter.

....

The last person finally completed the assessment, and the five-year Jiange assessment ended.

More than one hundred people and twelve people pass the test, the probability of 10 to one.

Everyone dispersed, but the old men from Mingjian Villa did not leave.

The sword formation of the Jinque Sword Pavilion was broken directly related to the candidate of the Jinque Pavilion Master.

Mingjian Villa is known for its five sword pavilions. For several years, Jinque Jian Pavilion, which has not had a master after the five sword pavilions, has always been a problem that Mingjian Villa urgently wants to solve.

In the afternoon, the Presbyterian Church was held directly.

The owner of the manor Dugu Yun, the deputy owner of the manor Nangong Bo, Liu Tianlong, the five elders, and the four masters of the Jiange Pavilion are members of the Presbyterian Church.

Although Yan Fei is not the head of the pavilion, as the holder of the Golden Que Sword, the nomination of the Golden Que Sword Pavilion is granted by Dugu Yun to participate, but he has no say and can only watch.

As the owner of the manor, Dugu Yun directly proposed it at the Presbyterians' meeting.

"This owner once said that if you can break the sword formation in the Jinque Sword Pavilion and get the Jinque Sword, you can become the master of the Jinque Sword Pavilion. Do you have any objections to this matter?"

The head of the Jinque Sword Pavilion is of great significance and his identity is crucial. In the past, no one could break the sword formation, and the Liu family didn't think much about it, but now, how can Liu Tianlong give up?

"The owner of the manor, this matter is very important. Even if you want to choose the owner, you can't be so hasty, right? Yan Fei's origin is unknown. At a young age, who knows if he broke the sword formation or if there are other reasons."

Dugu Yun looked at Liu Tianlong with cold eyes.

"Is it possible that the sword formation will break away on its own? The owner of this manor has something to say first. Could it be that I will break my promise?"

"Hmph, it's better not to mention this matter. Doesn't the owner think that it was a bit inappropriate when he said this?"

Dugu Yun's face suddenly became gloomy.

"You..." Dugu Yun suppressed his anger, and he looked at another deputy owner, Nangong Bo.

"Brother Nangong, what do you mean?"

Nangong Bo seemed to be afraid of Liu Tianlong. He was a little embarrassed. He hesitated for a long time before whispering: "This..., Brother Liu's words are not without reason."

The two deputy owners agreed and Dugu Yun was in a dilemma.

After a few breaths, Dugu Yun said deeply: "Well, then what should you do about this?"

Yan Fei looked at him from the side and felt very bored. He thought to himself: "What kind of Pavilion Master is not a Pavilion Master? Don't you want to make sure first? Do I want to be this so-called Pavilion Master? Hurry up, I have a lot to do."

Liu Tianlong glanced at everyone.

"I think this matter depends on everyone's opinions, otherwise what if the elders do?"

Dugu Yun knew that the seemingly pertinent suggestions were clear in his heart that the five of them here are from the Liu family. What is the difference between looking at everyone’s opinions and looking at your Liu family’s opinions.

Unfortunately, this is the role of the Presbyterian Church, and Liu Tianlong’s proposal is completely reasonable.

"Okay, then you guys will express your opinion."

"I think it's OK."

"No, Yan Fei is young. If he becomes the Pavilion Master and is at the same level as us, hehe, wouldn't we Pavilion Master Elders be too worthless?"

"This Pavilion Master believes that it's okay, and age has nothing to do with whether you are a Pavilion Master."

Everyone expressed their opinions that the final situation was six to six.

Yan Fei could see clearly and couldn't help but feel shocked: "Forget it, the power of the Liu family is enough to compete with Dugu Yun. If this continues, Dugu Yun's position as the owner of the manor..."

The six to six situation made Dugu Yun extremely embarrassed, but Liu Tianlong smiled.

"Haha, owner of the manor, you see it. As long as there are no more people who agree than those who oppose it, Yan Fei's act as the pavilion master will not be able to pass. I think it's better to put this aside for the time being and make plans for the next day."

Just now, an old voice came from outside the door.

"Who is it? Who broke the sword formation in the Jinque Sword Pavilion? Who is it?" The voice was like a bell, but it seemed very urgent and panicked.
Chapter completed!
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