"What! lost?"

Just as Ding Feng was leisurely, brewing tea and discussing with the elders of the sect, it was reported that Tang Yin was defeated and did not win the championship. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info And not long ago, Elder Sanxuan also asked: "Sect Deacon, is there something wrong with letting Tang Yin handle this matter?" What he meant was that the Bishui Demon King was cunning and cunning, and Ding Feng's swordsmanship was superb and he could deal with them one by one, but Tang Yin was only one or two layers of Tiangang, and he was afraid that there would be variables.

Ding Feng thought about it, Tang Yin's sword gasification dragon already had dragon rhyme, and the Shuifu River Demon was naturally afraid of it. And even if the demons of Shuifu knew that Tang Yin might not be transformed by a real dragon, they would still be restrained in the face of dragon intent, which could completely make up for the shortcomings of not having strong mana. Even the three major generals of the Bishui Mansion, Ding Feng has seen two, and in his opinion, it is not more than Er'er. How can Tang Yin win the championship in a martial arts competition is also a matter of nine out of ten, what variables will he encounter before he loses?

Ding Feng looked at Tang Yin, who was guilty of Jing pleading, and his voice was low: "You get up and talk to the teacher, is it that the demon king is not cheeky, embarrassed by you, and favors his generals?"

Tang Yin is the same, he planned to win the championship in the competition, and it was as easy as a snap. He has an excellent background, how can he look down on these spirits who are superficial in practicing exercises, in the battle of martial arts, he kills all the way, no one is his opponent, often three or four rounds can defeat the enemy, until the battle to win the championship: "Master, this is not." The Bishui Demon King has a general who has a lot of grievances against you, and said that he wants to teach me a good lesson, I demolished his demon bones with a sword, and the Bishui Demon King did not embarrass the disciples. It's just that that person is really powerful, and the disciple is not her opponent. ”

"When did the Twelfth Road Water Mansion come out with such a character?"

Tang Yin's performance in the battle of sealing demons in the outside world was very eye-catching, and the elders of the sect still knew what his mana was. They originally thought that the Blue Water Demon King would play tricks to defeat him, but they didn't expect Tang Yin to really lose at the hands of others.

Ding Feng listened and thought thoughtfully: "Then tell me, what kind of Taoism does that person make?"

Tang Yin's face was slightly solemn, that person's mana was the only one he had ever seen in his life, and it could be compared with Ding Feng: "Fish, what a big fish!"

The elders of the sect stared wide-eyed, not knowing what Tang Yin was talking about. Ding Feng's old face turned red, and he flicked Tang Yin's head: "If you have time to read more Daozang, it's called Kunpeng!"

Tang Yin covered his head and nodded again and again, he just couldn't remember it for a while. And the shape of that person's body has changed, and the Kunpeng is so big that it covers the sky and the sun. He only saw the belly of the fish, and then he was defeated. I didn't have time to judge, but I remembered seeing a big fish before the defeat, and then a stream of water rushed to his face and flew away.

Ding Feng waved his hand, his face complicated: "I don't blame you for this, it seems that I have to go to the Tianjiang River once for the teacher." ”

"Why?"

Tang Yin's eyes were innocent, but it embarrassed Ding Fenghao, and he coughed pretendedly: "Ask less why, and look more at Daozang." This answer made Tang Yin puzzled, could it be that this matter was also recorded in the Daozang?

Ding Feng was ineffective this time, and he always had to redeem it, and he promised in front of the elders that he would definitely borrow demon soldiers, so he went to the bank of the Tongtian River. As for the riverside, there are two women, one of whom is tall and tall, standing with a sword, looking vigorous and heroic. There is another person, with beautiful eyes, double pupils cut water, a pair of eyes are really unforgettable, just a glance at the last one, Ding Feng was stunned.

Ding Feng said badly, and hurriedly trekked forward: "The two fairies suddenly came here, I don't know what to order?" Ding Feng said this playfully, Luo Fufang snorted softly, but he had no intention of accosting Ding Feng. Ding Feng didn't know what he had angered this little aunt and grandmother, so he had to smile and say: "Fairy Luo was born so pretty, just like a fairy among the gods, she must also be a bodhisattva! ”

Last time, Ding Feng visited the North Stygian Water Mansion. Luo Fufang changed her figure and looked at it clearly. But Ding Feng didn't know about it, and then fled in embarrassment, and he didn't notice anything abnormal. Luo Fufang turned his hand back, holding the porcelain plate, and the demon soldiers on the porcelain plate lined up neatly. Ding Feng counted at a glance, no more, no less, exactly six thousand: "Do you want it?"

Ding Feng was overjoyed and stretched out his hand to probe: "I know that Fairy Luo is a bodhisattva's heart, this is ......" Ding Feng reached halfway through his hand, Luo Fufang was about to take back the porcelain plate, and glared at Ding Feng: "No way." ”

But Ding Feng's subordinates were faster, and they were almost able to reach the porcelain plate, but when they saw Deng Yan slashing with a sword, Ding Feng had no choice but to collect it. If Ding Feng wanted to fight back, he could have done it, but he didn't really want to rob it: "Two fairies, if you have any requirements, just mention it." The little one is determined to do his best for the two fairies. ”

For the sake of 6,000 demon soldiers, Ding Feng can be regarded as open-minded, what is a little cheekiness? As long as the 6,000 demon soldiers are in hand and the urgent need is solved, everything can be said. Deng Yan looked at Ding Feng coldly, Ding Feng was unmoved, but said: "Your swordsmanship has grown a little, but it's not enough to see, just practice for another five hundred years." Ding Feng said this sincerely, Ding Feng's swordsmanship is similar to Li Xiaojian of the Jindan level back then, and it is almost impossible for future generations to catch up, or even ahead.

Luo Fufang's eyes were clear: "The sect leader is the son-in-law of the Dragon King, how can he bend his waist for the sake of six thousand demon soldiers? ”

Ding Feng didn't think about it, he also asked the dragon clan how many people had borrowed demon soldiers, but he had to say: "The dragon king said, if you want to borrow demon soldiers, you can go there in person, as long as people come, you can borrow them." ”

After experiencing Luo Zhenjun's incident, even if he gave Ding Feng another hundred guts, he didn't have the courage to see the Dragon King of the East China Sea: "How can there be such a thing? The two fairies must be attributed to the water in this way, and of course, the demon soldiers raised by the river are even more powerful. ”

I don't know when, Luo Fufang also formed a golden pill, surrounded by qi waves in the small world, and now in the shape of a Kunpeng. Obviously, she has just become a golden pill, and her mana is still unstable. Ding Feng thought about it, called out the Danling Little White Dragon, patted its head, and woke it up: "Little guy, you will follow her in the future, you know?"

Sensing that Luo Fufang's immortal fetus exuded the breath of an ancient divine beast, the Danling Little White Dragon was a little sluggish, but under Ding Feng's persuasion, it still swam to her side with a swing. Luo Fufang was happy when he saw it, not because he was happy about the effect of the little white dragon. But because of the sparkling Danling little white dragon, it is well-behaved and clever, which makes people happy. Rubbing the soft dragon horns of the Danling Little White Dragon, his face was gentle, but he said viciously to Ding Feng: "You want to buy me for this, teach Sister Deng a set of sword techniques! Otherwise, I won't be able to spare you!"

Deng Yan was about to refuse, but listened to Ding Feng: "Even if I want to teach, if she can't learn, won't she have to teach until she is old?"

Deng Yan was slightly angry, her talent is not bad, the difference is in her own bloodline, just an ordinary swift. Swordsmanship, before meeting Ding Feng again, he was also quite proud: "I'll learn to show you once!"

If this is the effect, Luo Fufang wanted to say something, but seeing Deng Yan's resolute gaze, he stopped talking. Ding Feng was free and easy, and said: "Back then, I stole into the dragon boat and watched hundreds of swordsmanship, since you are a swift into a fine, there happens to be such a set of "Shiqing Sword Technique" here. ”