Freedom Sect.

The water in the pool ripples with a small pebble thrown in.

On a boulder next to the pool, a woman is dressed in white clothing.

The white uniform can't hide the woman's alluring appearance.

The tight robe outlines her graceful body.

Her brow furrowed slightly, and she threw a stone into the pool of water with a stone in her hand.

She is Wang Miaoyan.

As the Immortal Conference approached, she felt a little uneasy in her heart.

What Senior Sister Dongfang said to her that day has always been entangled in her heart.

Senior brother of the younger generation?

This is a name she only learned after grinding hard against Senior Sister Dongfang.

She inquired about the name from her master, but instead of asking for useful information, she was ordered by her master not to inquire about this person again.

Senior Sister Dongfang said that Zhang Yang and this person's life are exactly the same.

But he didn't tell her about this man.

Wang Miaoyan sighed, threw another stone in her hand into the pool.

"Senior Sister Wang, you are here. ”

After Wang Miaoyan heard the voice, she turned her head to look over, it was Yang Zhiheng.

Ignoring the man, he turned his head and continued to throw the few stones left in his hand.

Yang Zhiheng didn't mind, mysteriously walked under the boulder, and said, "Senior Sister Wang, you must be very interested in having news from my side. ”

Wang Miaoyan said lightly: "Oh? Waste Yang, let's hear it." ”

The corners of Yang Zhiheng's mouth twitched, "Senior Sister Wang, can you call me Senior Brother Yang, I am also a Jindan stage !! now"

Wang Miaoyan pursed her lips disdainfully, "Oh? ”

Yang Zhiheng shrunk his neck and changed the subject, "I have a piece of news that you must be very interested in. ”

Wang Miaoyan was a little impatient, "If you want to say it, just say it." ”

"I have news from Zhang Yang. ”

Yang Zhiheng only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and Wang Miaoyan appeared next to him, looking at him with eyes full of interest.

Alas, Yang Zhiheng sighed in his heart, such a beautiful senior sister Wang was so favored by Zhang Yang, a bastard.

I'm so envious!!

He suppressed the envy in his heart and said to Wang Miaoyan: "Yesterday, Senior Brother Ma sent me a message, saying that let me tell you that your younger brother Wang Ao has arrived in the Sword Yun Sect. ”

Wang Miaoyan looked at Yang Zhiheng in surprise, "When did you have a good relationship with that Ma Zeyu like this?"

Yang Zhiheng looked at Wang Miaoyan with a smug face, "The relationship has been very good for a long time, after all, we are both Tianjiao and often communicate." ”

Wang Miaoyan looked disdainful, "Let's talk about it, Zhang Yang's news." ”

Yang Zhiheng sneered in his heart, bastard stepping on two boats, see if you die or not, let your bastard soak away the most beautiful goddess of the sect.

cleared his throat, "Well, Ma Zeyu also mentioned Zhang Yang, and now Zhang Yang is terrible." ”

Wang Miaoyan is a little angry, if you want to talk about it, just say, what's going on with your appetite all the time.

Yang Zhiheng looked at Wang Miaoyan's increasingly cold face and shuddered.

Since he came back from the door theft, this Wang Miaoyan came to ask him about Zhang Yang's situation in the door theft.

But how did he know, the next day he woke up and went to the wilderness.

So I could only tell Wang Miaoyan what happened that afternoon.

told Wang Miaoyan that Li Yueyi's master and Zhang Yang's wife looked exactly the same.

It's hard to say, but I don't know why he's the one who suffers.

Since then, Wang Miaoyan has nothing to do, so she asks for a fat fight in the ring and beats him.

also said why he didn't help her watch Zhang Yang.

Yang Zhiheng was aggrieved, and even the sect master of the Freedom Sect couldn't stand it.

ran to persuade Yang Zhiheng to save Yang from Wang Miaoyan's clutches.

Why do you Zhang Yang enjoy the blessings, I especially Yang Zhiheng wants to suffer for you.

"Zhang Yang is now the ancestor of the Sword Yun Sect. ”

Wang Miaoyan's face was surprised, how did Zhang Yang, the ancestor of the Sword Yun Sect, do it.

I can't figure out how Zhang Yang can become one of the five major sects in my mind.

The ancestor of the Sword Yun Sect.

"Because Zhang Yang married a wife called the cold kite fairy. ”

Wang Miaoyan was stunned, is she? The crazy woman who once heard Zhang Yang and Xiaoqing say?

Is it because of the curse?

But even so, he casually married a woman who was not careful.

And what about her?

What does she belong in the heart of this bastard Zhang Yang.

The more she thought about it, the more angry Wang Miaoyan became, and slapped Yang Zhiheng who was gloating.

The distance was too short, and Zhang Ziheng, who couldn't dodge it at all, was slapped by Wang Miaoyan and spit blood.

I plunged headlong into the pool of water, which looked particularly cold in the cold.

took back Wang Miaoyan, who had slapped her hand, sacrificed the magic weapon of flying, and took out the sound transmission jade slip.

sent a message to Shizun that she was going to rush to the Sword Yun Sect in advance.

A long rainbow pierced the sky and flew towards the Sword Yun Sect.

in a waterhole.

"Goo-goo-goo. ”

Bubbling up.

It took a while for Yang Zhiheng to emerge from the unfathomable pool.

Shivering, he swam towards the edge of the pool.

Zhang Yang, this bastard, why, he is guilty again.

It's really unwilling.

When the time comes, the Sword Yun Sect will be bigger, if he meets Zhang Yang, this kid.

He asked Zhang Yang to taste the angry iron fist of the Jindan monk.

finally arrived at the edge of the waterhole, and suddenly the long rainbow in the air went and returned.

Wang Miaoyan jumped down from the flying sword and pointed at Yang Zhiheng.

"You come with me, too. ”

"Why? I'm going with my lovely sister. I don't want to follow you. ”

"Oh?

"Damn!!!"

Under Wang Miaoyan's coercion, Yang Zhiheng could only follow her silently.

The two of them walked towards the sword Yunzong imperial sword together.

Under Yang Zhiheng's frightened heart, a week passed like this.

The two of them appeared in front of the dangerous peak that reached into the sky.

After the briefing, the two of them followed the leader into the Sword Yun Sect.

Wang Miaoyan and Yang Zhiheng went to meet Venerable Hua Mao, who had been sighing.

It's been a terrible week.

Why?

The first point was that Ma Zeyu, a kid, was supposed to play a good scene with Wang Ao, so that many aggrieved disciples were angry.

However, Venerable Hua Mao had the scene of the two competing in the ring in his mind.

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Sword Yun Zong.

In the ring.

Wang Ao and Ma Zeyu stood at each other.

There were a lot of people under the ring, and there were many disciples who were bald and did not become bald.

But at this moment, there is an unusually silence off the field, although there are more than a few people.

However, it was not as lively as the one-tenth of the battle between Wang Ao and Bai Keer that day.

The inner disciples were silent, just quietly looking at the two people on the stage.

Wang Ao shook a spear, his face was slightly stiff, and he stammered a little.

"Horses... Brother.... I'm proud... I asked for advice today. ”

Ma Zeyu's face was also a little stiff, his speech was also very stammering, and he forgot his words a little.

"Wang Ao... You... Well?... Die. ”

The black lines on the faces of the many disciples under the ring, could it be that Ma Zeyu and this Wang Ao regard them as fools?

At a glance, you can see that the two are acting, and they are acting very unnaturally.

Venerable Hua Mao, who was quietly observing, also had a black line on his face, he didn't expect Ma Zeyu, this kid, to be so unassuming.

He also saw that in the corner, you Zhang Yang was angry and said something to the Leng Kite Patriarch and his friends next to him.

Wang Ao also forgot the words, and said tentatively: "Fight?"

Ma Zeyu felt that the script should not be like this, but because of the tense relationship, he could only nod.

In the script, Ma Zeyu vaguely remembered that Zhang Yang asked him to let this Wang Ao first and then counterattack to defeat Wang Ao in the most difficult time.

At that time, I asked Zhang Yang why, and Zhang Yang took it for granted, "Isn't it the most exciting thing to turn defeat into victory or something?"

Although he doesn't understand, but since Zhang Yang... If the patriarch says so, just listen to him.

Wang Ao was very nervous, very nervous, and the spear in his hand almost fell from his hand when he danced the spear.

He also vaguely remembered that the script was for him to attack first.

Because of being too nervous, the spiritual power that needed to be controlled suddenly exploded.

magnificently stabbed at Ma Zeyu, and there were bursts of spears where the flame spear passed.

Ma Zeyu was stunned for a moment, but he didn't panic in the slightest.

After all, he is the first person in the five major sects, although he is very decadent now.

is still in the heart of the guilt of killing the people of the same family.

He stretched out his right hand, and a long sword appeared in his hand, this long sword was ordinary.

It's just a sect's standard long sword, which can withstand the infusion of a certain amount of spiritual power.

The long sword that had accompanied him for more than ten years was interrupted in the Lei Cong trial.

Seeing the landing point of Wang Ao's spear, Ma Zeyu couldn't help but slash it with a sword.

When the two weapons touched, there was no imaginary explosion of qi.

It's just that Wang Ao was slashed out by Ma Zeyu with a huge force, hit the edge of the forbidden ring, and fell heavily to the ground.

Wang Ao stood up and looked at Ma Zeyu with a surprised expression.

Don't you play like this!!

Didn't you say that you wanted to make him powerful for a while, and then defeat him?

It hurts a lot.

Wang Ao looked at Ma Zeyu with some grievances.

Ma Zeyu was also embarrassed, it was just his instinctive move just now, after all, he was a sword cultivator with a natural sword body.

A lot of times I can't help but make a move, like the one just now, and I can't control it at all.

Wang Ao glanced at Ma Zeyu, and then at his brother-in-law in the corner.

At this moment, he didn't know how to act, so if he continued like this, he glanced at the disciples under the ring.

With that indifferent look like a knife, Wang Ao shuddered.

In that case, I can only continue to perform.

Wang Ao and Ma Zeyu fought together again.

However, the disciples under the ring all booed.

Even a five-year-old child played by Ma Zeyu and Wang Ao can see the flaws.

Is this what it is, can these disciples who have been ruthlessly hurt be able to get angry?

Regardless of these disciples of the Sword Yun Sect for now.

On the contrary, Wang Ao in the ring became more and more angry.

This bastard thing surnamed Ma doesn't play cards according to the script at all.

It only took a few hits to beat him all over his body, and he couldn't help it.

The golden flames swelled, and so did the hair, turning golden.

The injured disciples in the ring below shuddered when they saw this scene.

They all retreated to the back.

The other disciples who were not harmed were a little strange, but they didn't have any intentions.

continued to watch the fight in the ring, because Wang Ao was beaten out of the real fire.

The fight was getting more and more exciting, except for those bald disciples who quietly withdrew.

The other disciples had the idea of making this trip in vain.

Although everyone now looks down on Ma Zeyu, the bastard, but as the first day of pride's strength, he is still very recognized.

And the more you fight, the more you fight, the stronger Wang Ao.

Everyone's evaluation of him is getting higher and higher.

After Venerable Huamao saw this scene, a strange thought suddenly rose in his heart.

Could it be that Wang Ao, this kid is still coming again?

Glancing at the crowded outside of the ring, Venerable Hua Mao shuddered.

This is the entire inner disciple, and in a blink of an eye, he also saw the figure of his precious daughter.

This... Venerable Hua Mao wanted to stop the current duel.