"Boy, you see that after getting along with my family Xuan'er during this time, what do you think of my family Xuan'er?" At this time, Teng Chong said with a smile, and Fan Chen, who was watching, suddenly felt that the hall master of his family seemed to have something in mind.

"Senior Sister Xuan'er is very good, although she is usually a little violent, but she is still very good, no, hall master, you won't be thinking about marrying your daughter again, are you? Is there any mistake, we are only sixteen years old, do you want to be so early? Besides, Senior Sister Xuan'er, does she know?"

"It's not early, this kind of thing has to be planned well, you have to find a good husband, I think you are good, strength, perseverance, and character are all in the past, and you are worthy of my daughter." Teng Chong said with a smile, throwing the posture of the old man looking at his son-in-law.

"That, if you really want to find a son-in-law, you can find someone else, I'll forget it, I believe there are many people rushing to be your son-in-law. Fan Chen said helplessly, this is really the first time he has seen such a strange father, so anxious to marry his daughter, he is really the first time to see it, who marries a daughter, not reluctant, unwilling, why did you come here.

"Others can't, I'm most optimistic about you. ”

"In this way, hall master, if you really don't look down on others, then I will introduce you to one, that is Feng Sanshao, he likes your daughter very much, he turns behind your daughter's ass all day long, and his strength is definitely better than mine, and even I can feel that the background behind him is definitely not simple, so he is definitely more suitable than me to be your son-in-law." "Fanchen said, brother, buddy, I'm fighting for your opportunity now, it's up to your father-in-law to look at you.

After coming all the way from Shicheng and getting along for a long time, Fan Chen felt that Feng Sanshao's guy didn't seem to come from a small place like Shicheng, whether it was knowledge or strength, so Fan Chen thought that there were other backgrounds behind this product.

"That guy, I think he is extremely unhappy, not as good as you, compared to him, I am more optimistic about you. Tengchong praised without praise.

"That, hall master, there is a sentence that means this, Feng Sanshao is arching your cabbage, as the father of Senior Sister Xuan'er, of course you are not happy to see it, this is the mentality of the old man looking at his son-in-law, so this guy Feng Sanshao is definitely more suitable for being your son-in-law. Fan Chen analyzed.

"Hey, boy, I'm the hall master, who gave you the courage to talk to me like that. Fanchen's words seemed to be in Tengchong's inner thoughts, and Tengchong's face changed instantly, as if he was right.

"Don't be angry, that hall master, if what I say is not right, I will leave. With that, Fan Chen was ready to slip away, and now it was really not suitable to stay.

"Get out of here, get out of here. Tengchong said impatiently.

Saying that, Fan Chen was about to leave the room, but he turned back halfway through, and didn't forget to remind: "That, hall master, when will my bone spirit marrow be given to me, I'm still waiting to use it." ”

"Okay, it won't be missing you, I'll give it to you when I'm ready. Tengchong waved his hand impatiently and said, he was all happy, this mortal really has the potential to be a money fan.

Saying that, Fan Chen directly withdrew from the courtyard, he could close a small pass in three days, and further consolidate his cultivation, after these five rounds of competition, he gained a lot, and the three of Teng Zixuan had already been accustomed to this.

In the blink of an eye, three days have passed, the semi-finals have arrived, Fan Chen and his party set off for Sword Emperor Peak, if today's first round, the four of them can all win, and the four of them will be able to go to the secret realm for trials together.

All the disciples are rushing to the Sword Emperor Peak, on the mountain road of the Sword Emperor Peak, the young disciples are either in pairs or in groups, almost everyone is talking about the competition that is about to start today, telling their more optimistic about the participating disciples, the scene is not ordinary lively.

"This year's Sect Competition, the strength of the disciples has improved more than one time compared to previous years, the strong younger brother is Bibi Jie, and the ninth branch hall is really a dark horse, there are actually four disciples who have entered the semi-finals, you know, no one has entered the semi-finals for several consecutive sessions. ”

"So what, can their strength really be stronger than the disciples of the sect? Don't talk about others, let's just say that it is a senior brother, that is a multi-attribute spiritual root, until now, even a martial art has not been spared, and they easily reached the semi-finals, not surprisingly, this time the senior brother must be the first of the top ten true legends of the Sword Sect, the winner of the crown. ”

"Not only that, I heard that there are several xenomorph spirit roots who haven't used much strength until now, and it is said that their cultivation has already been able to break through to the next great realm, and now they have been suppressing their cultivation for the sake of that secret realm trial. ”

“............”

And Fan Chen and his party are also one of them, walking on the mountain road, heading towards the peak, while listening to the discussions of many disciples, but sometimes it is so coincidental, on the half-mountain road, Fan Chen and the others met their most boring person, yes, it was Mo Ruoming, Mo Ruoming stopped on the mountain road at this time, as if he was waiting for them.

The four of Fanchen didn't intend to deal with this person, and wanted to walk by directly, but Mo Ruoming was extremely uninteresting, and with a few people behind him, he directly moved a few steps, perfectly blocking the way forward for the four of them.

This scene, Feng Sanshao is very unhappy, he hasn't settled accounts with this guy before, as the first disciple of Phantom Sword Peak, that disciple's death may be related to this guy, but there is no evidence, he hasn't settled accounts with him, and this thing actually came to find his own trouble.

"Mo Ruoming. Good dogs don't get in the way, don't you understand?" Feng Sanshao said very unceremoniously, the last time he fought in the ring, was he not beaten enough, is this looking for excitement again? It's really not an ordinary annoyance.

"Feng Sanshao, you have the best speed, I am indeed not your opponent, but don't be arrogant, someone will clean you up, you just have to wait. Mo Ruoming said with a cold face.

"Yes, but what do you mean by you coming to block us now? Are you just here to talk ruthlessly?" Fan Chen said speechlessly, are these first disciples of the major main peaks of this sect so fond of being ruthless, Xue Ziling knows how to be ruthless, and Mo Ruoming is a little more advanced, but it is just a coercion, plus some unsightly means, these two people are extremely compatible.

"I'm not that bored, just to congratulate you on your good luck, and hopefully you will have that good luck next time. Mo Ruoming said, and after speaking, he turned around directly and walked towards the peak.

"The first disciple of this sect is really interesting. The four of them smiled helplessly, didn't take it to heart at all, and continued to march towards the peak.

At this time, the peak is already crowded, and there is only a huge ring in the middle of the square, which is to let the audience watch the game more intuitively, so as to learn from it, and experience is often very important.

When the giant light curtain appeared in the air, the disciples who watched the battle were boiling, because in the first game of the semi-finals, there were several collisions between xenomorph spirit roots and xenomorph spirit roots, which meant that in the first round, several xenomorph spirit roots were eliminated tragically and missed the secret realm trial.

And among them, there is Fan Chen, and his opponent is the first disciple of Qing Ming Peak, an ice attribute xenomorph spirit root, in the previous battle, but there was no defeat, and he easily reached the semi-finals, which shows the horror of strength, and the first disciple of this Qing Ming Peak is still a beauty, plus the strength is strong, but it is very sought after by the disciples, and I don't know, if Fan Chen is too violent, will he be knocked down after coming down.

And the other three are relatively lucky, they didn't draw a particularly strong opponent, at most, they can win the battle with some fists and feet, and they can only say that Fan Chen is the existence with the darkest face among them, and it is not surprising that the three of them can easily get the place in the secret realm trial.

"Come on, dear!" Feng Sanshao said, the three of them had a sense of schadenfreude, this is the brother, at the critical moment, you have to step on two feet.

"What a lot of nonsense, watch the ring match, maybe you will meet a strong opponent in the next game. Fan Chen said speechlessly. Take a look at the latest chapter of "The Way of Mortal Dust" to read for free for the first time.