Wen Ya, the eldest son of the Tianqing family, is also the youngest disciple of the Mixed Heaven Sect under the Mixed Thousand Peaks. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The talent is not weak, after entering the Chaotian Sect, they successfully broke through to the level of the Qi Gathering Realm in just over ten years of cultivation, which made their family's prestige in Wenxian Town rise sharply.

More than a month ago, Wen Ya had participated in the recruitment of disciples who presided over their peak.

Helplessly, the reputation of Chao Qianfeng was too stinky, and no one wanted to enter that sect in that immortal recruitment conference, and the only Mo Tianshao stepped forward, also because the latter had no spiritual root physique and shot out angrily, and injured him and retreated down the mountain.

Mo Tianshao has a deep understanding of Wen Ya's ruthlessness, and he is angry with Wen Ya.

Now, looking at the familiar figure appearing in the sky above Sinan's house, Mo Tianshao frowned slightly, and his eyes were glowing with a cold cold light.

"Senior Brother Mo, why don't you go back to the sect with me, why are you still staying here?"

Just when Mo Tianshao was staring coldly at Wen Ya in the night sky, the latter suddenly noticed his presence, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, gentle and elegant, like a good-tempered senior brother who came here to find his junior brother to return to the sect.

However, Mo Tianshao, who had contact with Wen Ya, knew that the other party did not have good intentions, and similarly, Si Nanfeng, who had dealt with Wen Ya, also knew Wen Ya's personality.

"There's no junior brother here, leave quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for being unkind. Si Nanfeng was afraid that Wen Ya would know that Mo Tianshao was the one who killed Wu Yixie and deliberately came to the door to ask for someone, so he would not open his eyes and watch Mo Tianshao being taken away by the other party no matter what.

"I didn't join your sect, so how can I talk about you as a senior brother?" Mo Tianshao said coldly.

"Huh! I forgot, from now on, you are a disciple of my Mixed Heaven Sect Mixed Thousand Peaks. You're qualified. Wen Ya smiled lightly. He was really brazen, he was indifferent to the latter because Mo Tianshao was a waste of no spiritual root, but now he came to the door to ask for people as soon as he knew that the other party was extremely talented. It seems that he wants Mo Tian to be less than the other party.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to join you now." Mo Tianshao replied coldly.

"Is it possible that Senior Brother Mo is still angry that Senior Brother hurt you a month ago and didn't let you join the sect? A manly man can bend and stretch, how can he be so stingy. Wen Ya said indifferently.

"Really? Then I'll give you a slap in the face now, and then, let you fuck off. Are you willing not to hold grudges? Mo Tianshao was cold.

Suddenly, Wen Ya's expression became a little ugly, he didn't expect that the little beggar who he didn't care about at all would dare to speak to himself like this now, he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart: "Senior Brother Mo, for your brother's sake." ”

"For my sake? I have worked so hard, I have traveled thousands of miles to apprentice in your Mixed Heaven Sect, and you are angry and driven me to hurt me because of my wasted body, is that for my sake? You are really shameless," Mo Tianshao said angrily, and the anger that had been pent up in his heart suddenly exploded at this moment.

"Since you refuse to join my Mixed Thousand Peaks, then, you can't be left!" Wen Ya was cold, his eyes were surging with murderous intent, and the entire world was shrouded in a vast murderous aura.

Si Nanfeng and several descendants of the elders changed color, and they all protected Mo Tianshao's body, not allowing Wen Ya to take advantage of it.

"What? Could it be that you people in Qianfeng are so arrogant and domineering? If others don't want to join you, you have to use a killer to take people's lives? "Si Nanfeng's face is not good, Mo Tianshao is his father's apprentice, that is, his junior brother. Wen Ya wanted to make a move on Mo Tianshao, and he still needed to ask him.

"I don't want to go against you, after all, you and I are in-laws. I'm here today, I just want to find him, and please leave him to me. Wen Ya was cold, not flinching at all, and he was not afraid of the many Sinan family's 'Qilin Guards' below. He has that self-confidence, and the Sinan family can't keep himself.

"If I don't pay it, what can you do?"

"Then don't blame me for being rude." Wen Ya had a cold face, he knew Si Nanfeng, who was about the same age as his third brother. Now, his third brother died at the hands of the other party, if it weren't for the fact that the lord of Xianzhen came forward to mediate and let the two families become in-laws. I'm afraid that he Wenya has already broken into the Nan family, and killed seven in and seven out.

Si Nanfeng's repeated actions finally made it difficult for him to stick to his bottom line.

The seven-foot long sword under his feet let out a cicada song, and the sword lines rippled out like water waves, sharp and contemptible.

In the courtyard below, many 'Qilin Guards' couldn't resist Wen Ya's sword qi released at will, after all, the latter was a powerhouse of Qi Gathering Realm cultivation, and the realms of the two sides were too different.

Rumble!

Suddenly, dozens of 'Qilin Guards' were shocked by the incomparable sword qi and flew out in all directions, slamming heavily into the walls of the surrounding courtyards, rockeries, and flowers and grasses, and they were all seriously injured and embarrassed.

Several lineage elders were furious, and their strength was released, and they held their blades to meet the several water-blue sword qi that shot towards them.

Knives, spears, axes, axes, halberds, and five weapons shimmered with colorful light and slashed through the air.

These are all monks of the fourfold realm of the forging body realm, and one or two of them are even the fifth-fold powerhouses of the forging body realm.

Several people joined forces to perform Dao attacks, which can be described as huge, infinitely powerful, howling winds, flying sand and stones.

The whole courtyard seemed to tremble uneasily at this moment.

However, the combined attack of several elders was still unable to resist Wen Ya's random sword qi.

Knives, guns, axes, axes, and halberds were shattered by the sword qi, and were shot into fragments, which contained extremely strong force, and immediately exploded into the corners around the courtyard, causing walls to collapse, rockeries to shatter, ponds to the sky, and flowers and plants to fly.

The huge courtyard was instantly messy.

Several elders also vomited blood and flew out under this blow, unable to resist it at all, only weakening the power of those few sword qi by a few points.

Si Nanfeng's face was cold, and he raised his hand and slapped it out, and a huge cyan palm print of three zhang came out, immediately defeating those sword qi.

At the same time, he went away against the wind, the cyan air flow around his body swirled, and a cyan storm swirled around him, looking at Wen Ya and saying coldly: "If it weren't for the mediation of the town lord of Xianzhen, our Nanfeng would have been unkind to your Wen family a long time ago." ”

"Humph! You should be speaking from me, a stubborn waste. Do you think you are still the same Si Nanfeng as before, asking Xianzhen vertically and horizontally, and the fame of your talent has spread to the Mingyue Kingdom and won the favor of the Chaotian Sect? You're nothing in my eyes now, you're just a waste driven away by the Chaotian Sect, just like that stinky boy! Wen Ya knew Si Nanfeng's past, the other party had a stubborn disease, and the cultivation was all done by him and his second brother, of course, he only used means in secret and did not dare to come openly, and this matter was only known to his father and many high-level figures in the family.

Si Nanfeng's face was gloomy, and what Wen Ya said was undoubtedly revealing his past scars.

The dark history of those who had fallen from genius to waste appeared clearly in his mind like a movie replay, and Si Nanfeng at that time was really worse than death, drunk all day long, and lived in chaos.

It was only recently that he found his direction and the goal he was working towards.

The dragon has reverse scales and will die if he touches it.

Obviously, Wen Ya's words are Si Nanfeng's reverse scales.

Mo Tianshao could feel that Si Nanfeng's aura had changed at this moment, becoming very gloomy and cold.

The other party is like a god of death from hell, quietly reviving.

"Today, I'm going to fight you and see how powerful your former genius really is?" Wen Ya sneered, put the fingers of his right hand together, and suddenly, the seven-foot long sword under his feet came out of the air, bringing up a blue light like water and directly taking Si Nanfeng.

Wen Ya could not be described as despicable, he knew that Si Nanfeng was traumatized today because of dealing with Wu Yixie, but at this moment, he was in temporary trouble.

Obviously, the purpose of his arrival today is not just for Mo Tianshao.

The speed of the seven-foot long sword was extremely fast, and it was gone in the blink of an eye, Si Nanfeng couldn't dodge it at all, and he still had a faint pain in his chest at the moment.

However, he refused to succumb to Wen Ya, he had never taken Wen Ya seriously at all, but now, the other party dared to deal with him like this and tried to get involved with his sister.

Si Nanfeng, who shot out angrily, performed the Dao technique-Polar Shadow Sword Blade.

It was a spirit-level triple-level Dao technique, which was kept on the second floor of the Sinan family's 'Dao Technique Building'.

'The polar shadow of things, flickering into a blade'.

This is the essence of the cultivation of "Polar Shadow Sword Blade", Si Nanfeng used to be a genius with a strong comprehension ability, and he has already mastered this trick, which is another big killing technique for him in addition to "Three Lives Wind Emperor".

Of course, this trick is stronger than "The Emperor of Three Lives".

Because, "Polar Shadow Sword Blade" is a complete Dao technique, while "Three Lives Wind Emperor" is just a crippled Dao technique.

'Whew'

The wind was howling, and the fallen leaves of flowers and plants on the ground flew in the air, suspended around Sinanfeng.

Edgeworth controls, this is something that a strong person in the Qi Gathering Realm can do.

Si Nanfeng has a Qi Gathering Realm cultivation and can naturally do these things easily.

All the remnants of flowers and fallen leaves flew and floated around him, shrouded in layers of green halo, swallowing extreme sharpness.

Every petal and fallen leaf is the sharpest weapon, and the sharpness is impressive.

The seven-foot long sword slashed into the air, and countless petals and fallen leaves struck upward.

It was really thousands of sword shadows that returned to the extreme, and they were reborn.

The seven-foot long sword was immediately bombarded and let out a wail, quickly retreated back, and fell into Wen Ya's hands.

The latter's face was full of shock, he couldn't imagine that Si Nanfeng could send out such a powerful Dao ability with his injured body, and he was worthy of being a genius in the Immortal Town.

No wonder he was so favored by the Chaotian Sect at the beginning, the other party had that strength, ability and comprehension.

Unconsciously, a sense of murderous intent and jealousy surged in Wen Ya's heart.