Chapter 0149: Mid-Sword Soul Realm!
This palm is neither heavy nor light.
But this palm was the first time in Yan Fei's history that he was actually slapped by someone.
And in this case, Yan Fei can be regarded as giving the Duan family a face, and it can be regarded as giving Duan Ruyan a face.
After all, when this little girl was born for 100 days, she once hugged her, and her fate was not shallow.
Yan Fei was ready to find a place to recover, and take this opportunity to break through the middle stage of the Sword Soul Realm in one fell swoop.
In the middle of the road.
The fog at the south end.
"Brother Yan, you already noticed it?"
At first, I only felt that the appearance of these two beggars was a little unreasonable, but then I paid extra attention to the fact that the little beggar pounced on Duan Ruyan twice, although the attack was gentle, but it was extremely secretive and quite ruthless. ”
Nanli looked shocked.
"My mother, I kind of understand, there are people outside the people, there are mountains outside the mountains, a little girl of seven or eight years old, so powerful, isn't that old beggar?"
Yan Fei glanced at Nan Li. "Don't be too subjective, I think that period of smoke is a loss. She must have taken precautions, but she subjectively thinks that it is an old beggar with a little beggar to hide people's eyes and ears, she is guarding against the old beggar, but as everyone knows, this is probably a little beggar with an old beggar hiding people's eyes and ears, high,
It's brilliant. ”
"Brother Yan, I really obeyed you, but why is this, revenge?"
Yan Fei sneered: "Hehe, revenge, maybe it is to seek money, and it is not necessary to provoke the Hao Sword Sect." ”
"Money?"
Yan Fei said helplessly: "Brother Nanli, it's been so long, you lost your Qiankun bag, don't you know?"
Nanli hurriedly touched his waist, and suddenly felt 10,000 animals surnamed grass floating in front of him.
"I, I rely on me, my Qiankun bag, my cloud-piercing sword, I fought with her. ”
"It's not just you, it's gone. ”
"You, what about yours?" Nanli hurriedly asked.
Yan Fei sat cross-legged, took the Yuan Ling Pill, and said calmly: "Of course mine is still there." ”
Why, why, why is that?
This is the kind of sound that fills the southern centrifugal space.
"She tried to steal me, hehe, but it didn't work, I was on guard. ”
Nanli wanted to open his mouth to scold, but he didn't dare.
He pointed at Yan Fei, his hands trembling a little: "You, since you are on guard, you also know that she stole my Qiankun bag, why didn't you remind me?"
"Okay, don't complain, this person is not good. In your Qiankun bag, there is a thousand-mile transmission note that I gave you, and there is a breath left by me on the thousand-mile transmission note. ”
Hearing this, Nanli's eyes lit up.
Attitudes changed suddenly.
"Dare to love, you can see it from the beginning, it's all under your control, Brother Yan, how should I describe you, old and cunning, or what? Then what are you waiting for, pack her up. ”
Yan Fei nodded and said, "Well, she is in the southwest now, about three hundred miles away, go and come back quickly." ”
Nanli just took a step and turned back.
"You're not going?"
"I, that girl is seven or eight years old, and she can steal the Qiankun bag and seal her five big holes without Duan Ruyan noticing, and I can't figure out that old beggar, so I won't go, I may not be able to deal with it." ”
Listening to Yan Fei's words, Nanli also felt a little frightened.
After a few breaths, he settled down.
"In this way, I still spared her first, but it was a pity that my Cloud Piercing Sword was lost. ”
Yan Fei was speechless, closed his eyes and breathed.
An hour later, suddenly, Yan Fei's body was full of energy.
After being injured, recovering, and replenishing the sword element, Yan Fei's realm finally broke through to the middle of the Sword Soul Realm.
Nanli woke up.
After Yan Fei slowly opened his eyes, he immediately asked, "Brother Yan, you, your cultivation has improved again?"
"Well, it's a blessing in disguise, but the wound hasn't healed yet. ”
"Then what should we do next, it's too bad, I can't even enter the mountain gate, and what are we talking about participating in the Zhenwu Conference. ”
Yan Fei said thoughtlessly: "It's not difficult to enter the mountain gate, but I don't want to enter the Hao Sword Sect in this way." ”
"Which?"
Yan Fei took another Yuan Ling Pill and continued to recover from his injuries.
About an hour later, suddenly, several figures appeared in Yan Fei's place of pranayama.
Nanli was alert for the first time and was on alert.
Yan Fei still closed his eyes and breathed.
When he felt the breath of the comer, his heart couldn't help but sink, and he even sighed.
"Who is it?" Nan Li asked angrily.
If you look closely, it turned out to be Ma Yuliang, the purple-robed man in front of the gate of the Haojian Sect.
Ma Yuliang hurriedly said: "Don't panic, little friend, we have no malicious intent. ”
Nanli didn't have a good impression of Ma Yuliang at all, not to mention that Ma Yuliang brought a lot of people.
"What are you going to do?"
Ma Yuliang swept away Yanfei, and then looked south.
"Not long ago at the mountain gate, Elder Ben was offended, and I hope you don't remember it. Now, in accordance with the order of the Sect Master, Elder Ben has come to invite the two of them to go up the mountain. ”
In a word, Nanli was taken aback.
The mountain gate of the Haojian Sect was not allowed to enter at all, but now, he actually took the initiative to invite him?
What is the situation, and what kind of conspiracy is it engaged in?
At this moment, Yan Fei had already slowly stood up, and he walked up to Ma Yuliang and said, "The Sect Master of the Great Sword Sect, several elders, can't help Ruyan?"
Ma Yuliang was taken aback.
The one in front of him looked only about twenty years old, but he looked like a sharp old man.
In a word, it goes straight to the point.
That's exactly what he's here for.
Nan Li was on the side, and finally understood Yan Fei's previous words, entering the Hao Sword Sect in this form meant that Duan Ruyan's situation was very bad, and even the masters of the Hao Sword Sect couldn't solve it.
What surprised him was that Yan Fei seemed to be thinking about everything.
In the midst of strategizing, the decisive victory is thousands of miles away, and it is not called out like this.
Ma Yuliang nodded, his eyes showing approval: "Xiaoyou is really wise, hey, the sect master and several elders are all present, but unfortunately since Xiaoyou saw the little beggar doing it, and controlled Ruyan's injury in time, I don't know"
"Let's go, into the mountains. ”
Yan Fei didn't say much, and walked towards Jiulong Mountain.
Nine Dragon Mountain, Hao Jian Sect, a secret room.
More than ten old men hung their heads, and Duan Ruyan was lying on the bed, his breath weak.
"Sect Master, it's better to go to Xihuang Mountain to find the Sword Saint, he will definitely be able to unlock the death hole. ”
Sect Master Duan Ruilin shook his head and said: "Xihuang Mountain is tens of thousands of miles away, and it will take at least a few days to go back and forth, and I am afraid that it can only last for three days at most, and it is too late." ”
Just when everyone was at a loss, Ma Yuliang took Yan Fei into the secret room.
Walking into the secret room, when Ma Yuliang introduced to Duan Ruilin, Yan Fei glanced around.
The secret room was not clean and neat, and the furnishings were simple, except for a painting on the wall, which made Yan Fei frown.
It was a portrait of the Sword Saint of the Western Emperor, which was lifelike and majestic. Yan Fei secretly said in his heart: "Hmph, after only twenty years, people only know the Western Emperor, but they don't know the True Martial Sword Saint of the year, but I am back." ”