Chapter 1167

"Moonlight, we ......"

Mu Qingcheng, who hadn't said a word to Yang Yan for a long time, finally mustered up the courage to speak, but saw Yang Yan shaking his head quietly, so he had to shut up.

"This is not a hidden world, and Yueyao's title is just a false name, just call me Yang Yan. ”

Without waiting for her to nod, Yang Yan suddenly said, "Someone is here." ”

Immediately, he closed his eyes and cultivated as if no one was around.

And Mu Chengcheng on the side also quickly walked to the door expressionlessly.

Then, as if she hadn't seen the woods that had entered the door, she quietly dodged sideways.

Lin Zimu looked at Mu Qingcheng's back and was stunned, just as Yang Yan opened his eyes, he hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Yang Yan shook his head calmly: "It's okay, just come back and pack some things and go back to the assigned residence in the sect, otherwise it won't be like living in my Futu Palace." ”

Lin Zimu frowned slightly and asked in surprise, "What about the other nine swords?"

Yang Yan nodded lightly: "Well, speaking of which, it's good to have an independent place to live." ”

The more Yang Yan's attitude was understated, the more stunned Lin Zimu was in his heart.

He was afraid that Yang Yan was already very uncomfortable in his heart, but he still acted as if nothing had happened, carrying all the pain by himself.

Just like ...... He's the same as before.

Therefore, although Yang Yan is higher than him, as an inner elder brother, he can't say anything if he doesn't come forward to enlighten him.

Lin Zimu organized his language slightly, and then said cautiously: "Brother Yang, there is something I don't know whether to talk about or not. ”

"Brother Zimu, please say that. Yang Yan smiled bitterly in his heart and said quietly.

Looking at this posture, what happened between him and the Ten Swords recently may have begun to have an impact within the sect.

Lin Zimu didn't know about it, and was obviously deceived by the deepening "contradictions" between them.

"Brother Yang, although it is true that you brought back these ten swords, it has indeed brought a lot of talent reserves to the sect. But ......"

Speaking of this, Lin Zimu couldn't help but pause!

Get!

Looks like this guy is going to start preaching.

It can be seen that Lin Zimu is really worried about the relationship between him and the Ten Swords.

Yang Yan pinched his nose to show that he was taught, but in fact, he had already used his spiritual power to shield his ears.

So, Lin Zimu talked hard for a long time, but Yang Yan didn't listen to a word.

It wasn't until the end, seeing that Yang Yan was a little distracted, Lin Zimu hurriedly closed his mouth and said:

"Now many disciples outside have a lot of opinions about them. In particular, there have been many disputes over the allocation of resources. ”

"Some of the original inner disciples who had worked hard for a long time and finally became core disciples all felt that the Ten Swords had robbed them of the cultivation resources that should have belonged to them. ”

"Although they can't win ten swords, it's not good to make trouble every day. ”

Knowing that Yang Yan was short, Lin Zimu also deliberately defended those disciples when he narrated.

But when he saw that Yang Yan only nodded mechanically after hearing this, and had no intention of coming forward, he was also a little puzzled.

Is this still the Yang Yan he knows?

Hearing that someone was looking for trouble with the Ten Swords, he was actually indifferent!

You know, just a few days ago, he didn't hesitate to use his own strength to fight against ten late-stage foundation building monk masters for the sake of the ten swords!

This difference between heaven and earth really made him puzzled.

Seeing that Lin Zimu stopped talking, Yang Yan removed the shield and regained his hearing.

Then, he heard Lin Zimu speak: "There is an inner disciple who has cultivated Qi Ninefold, and he is dissatisfied with them coming from behind, and he has already challenged Frost Heaven, and the bet is the cultivation resources obtained by Frost Heaven.

Hearing the battle, Yang Yan was a little interested, and followed Lin Zimu to the challenge platform.

He also wanted to know how far Cui Shuangtian, who ranked third among the ten swords, had improved.

When Yang Yan and Lin Zimu arrived at the challenge platform, there was already a large number of people surrounded by black pressure.

It was as if all the disciples of the entire Gu Yuan Sect had come over to watch the battle.

Frost Heaven had only broken through the eightfold qi cultivation not long ago, and the veteran inner disciple who challenged him had already reached the ninth level of qi training.

At first glance, this challenge seems a bit unruly, but since Frost Tian dares to take it, it shows that he is quite sure.

This is also the reason why it attracts so many onlookers.

Because the tilting of the resources of the Ten Swords of the Sect is indeed something that all the disciples of the Gu Yuan Sect are very concerned about.

They had only heard of the prestige of the Ten Swords in normal times, and they had never seen how they fought, so they were naturally curious about the true strength of the Ten Swords.

Yang Yan and Lin Zimu stood proudly in the air, overlooking the two people on the challenge platform below.

Before Yang Yan arrived, the two of them on the stage had already made a few moves.

Shuangtian is usually a little careless, but once the battle starts, he immediately judges the two of them, and he looks very calm.

The inner disciple who practiced Qi Nine would taunt every time he launched an attack, while Frost Sky kept dodging silently, and only raised his sword to block when he had to.

Frost Heaven did not take the initiative to attack, but blindly dodged, even the ordinary disciples who watched the battle agreed that Frost Heaven was in full decline, and it was only a matter of time before he was defeated.

"After all, it's a whole level off! It's good to be able to hold on until this point. ”

It seems that even Lin Zimu thinks that Frost Sky is about to lose, and says with some sighs.

However, when he wanted to say something to comfort Yang Yan, he heard Yang Yan suddenly laugh:

"That's good, you're underestimating that guy in Frost Days. The one on the other side is not his opponent at all!"

As if in response to Yang Yan's judgment, after being silent for a while, Shuang Tian didn't wait for the disciple on the other side to speak, and suddenly stood up and said, "You have too much nonsense. ”

After saying that, a terrifying momentum completely different from the previous one erupted from him, like a small storm.

"Tempestβ€”"

As he stopped drinking, the wind suddenly blew in the field, and people couldn't open their eyes.

"It's just a simple wind control technique. ”

Seeing this scene, the person opposite was very unimpressed, and said with a sneer:

"Fighting with me is a ...... class"

Before he could finish speaking, the spiritual power shield around him suddenly cracked open.

And then, another one!

One more ......

Finally, more and more.

"Solutionβ€”"

In the blink of an eye, the spiritual power shield around the man's body was already full of holes, and finally cracked, and before he could react, a thick wind tornado rushed over and took advantage of the weakness.

Caught off guard, he was rushed out of the challenge platform.

The action of the frost day is smooth and smooth, and it is done in one go.

Many of the disciples who were watching the battle didn't even have time to see what was going on, and the competition between the two was over.

Hearing Yang Yan's judgment, Lin Zimu, who originally wanted to debate with him, had to retract his previous words with some embarrassment after seeing this ending.

(End of chapter)