More than 500 finalists have been waiting for this day day and night.

I wanted to show off my skills, but I didn't expect that a Yan Fei would come out.

They all became spectators, and they only felt that they had completely become a foil.

Yan Fei, three battles in a row, the three of them just came to the three paths of the Immortal Martial Buddha.

In the end, he defeated the ethereal spirit son, and he simply shook the monk Wuneng to death.

The word Yan Fei is famous all over the world today.

Those led by Xue Kui who wanted to see Yan Fei die failed to do so.

Yan Fei knew in his heart that this time was right.

Tangmen, Xiao Family, Tong Family, Shushan, Fahua Temple, and Wuxiang Dan League all can't tolerate themselves.

So what's the matter?

Everyone dispersed, and Nan Li and Tang Eighteen came to Yan Fei's side.

was speechless for a while, if it was in the past, Nanli would definitely nag again, and he shouldn't offend these people.

But this time Nanli didn't, he saw everything in his eyes, and everything was not something that Yan Fei could control.

If you can't sin, then you can only die.

I never thought that Tang Eighteen was much more free and easy than Nanli.

"Brother Yan, it's good, I was really enthusiastic just now, it's nothing remarkable. I, Tang Eighteen, don't have any skills, but as long as you summon it, this little life will accompany you. ”

Nanli glanced at Tang Shi, and there was a bit of approval in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, this Tang Eighteen, like a bucket into a fine, has a chivalrous heart.

"Hachi, I can't see it, yes, worthy of being our brother. ”

Tang Eighteen pursed his lips and said, "That's, what's there, it's a big deal that eighteen years later, he is still a good man." ”

Yan Fei stretched out his hand and patted Tang Shiba's shoulder gently.

At this moment, Duan Wuya said in a low voice: "Yan Fei, I have something to say in this seat, I want to talk to you alone." ”

Now that the crowd has dispersed, Duan Wuya is surrounded by martial arts masters, including his children and grandchildren, as well as the master of the eighty-one sword gates.

Duan Ruilin and Ge Xingtian are all here.

Yan Fei nodded, letting Nan Li and Tang Eighteen go to rest first, while he followed Duan Wuya to leave.

In a secret room, there were only two people, Duan Wuya and Yan Fei.

"Xiaoyou, I came to you today, and I have something I want to ask. ”

"Senior, please speak. ”

"Well, my son Ruilin once brought me a message, on Jiulong Mountain, do you remember what you said to him?"

Sure enough, this is the case.

"Next to the end of the world, on the banks of the Heishui River, the seniors still remember that Wu Junlin. Yan Fei said it again.

Yan Fei paid special attention to Duan Wuya's expression.

Obviously surprised, not only Yan Fei also noticed that an intriguing light flashed in Duan Wuya's eyes.

"Little friend, where did you hear that?"

Yan Fei thought about telling the truth, but he who had been walking on the blade would not do that.

The world is hot and cold, and people's hearts are unpredictable.

At the beginning, he was a true martial sword saint, and these four and five saints talked about brothers with themselves, and there was nothing to say.

Now, what is he, even if Duan Wuya is sure that he is the reincarnation of Wu Junlin, will he still recognize himself as a brother, he is now a sword saint, even if he admits it in his mouth, will he recognize it in his heart? Even, will he leave a person who is a threat to his holy position alive?

Thinking about it deeply, he was plotted against at the beginning, and he didn't participate in this period of Wuya on the surface, but afterwards, he didn't stand up to avenge himself, why?

Yan Fei's heart moved, and the words changed: "When this junior was a child, he once met an old storyteller and heard him talk about it. ”

Duan Wuya's face changed suddenly.

"Where is the old man now?"

"This, the younger generation doesn't know, it was just a one-sided relationship at that time. ”

Duan Wuya's brows furrowed slightly: "On one side, then the old man will say this to you?"

"The younger generation doesn't know this. ”

Duan Wuya stared at Yan Fei, obviously, he was not satisfied with Yan Fei's explanation.

An old man appeared out of nowhere, next to the end of the world on the bank of the Heishui River, it was the first time he and Wu Junlin met for the first time, and it was also the place where Wu Junlin saved his life.

Except for the Duan family's lineage, even the Beiling Sword Saint Chu Lie didn't know.

"Xiaoyou, you must tell the truth to this seat, that Martial Monarch is the brother of this seat, the original true martial sword saint, where did you hear what you said?" Yan Fei's brain turned: "What the younger generation said is true, it is just a story compiled by the storyteller, is it true? The seniors don't have to care, that day in Jiulong Mountain, the juniors had some misunderstandings with the Hao Sword Sect, and in a hurry, they just talked nonsense and told the story made up by the storyteller, hey."

, no way, the younger generation also wanted to survive at that time. ”

Duan Wuya has now been canonized, and everyone in the world knows that the five saints of the four directions are all brought up by Wu Junlin, Wu Junlin was killed, and he did not take revenge, which is already ridiculous, so he definitely doesn't want this past to be mentioned.

Otherwise, he is ungrateful and treacherous.

"This hehehe, that's right, hey, it's all made up by someone who is making up nonsense, and this seat is also angry about this, someone dares to spread rumors about this seat, Xiaoyou understands it, so in the future, don't talk nonsense anymore. ”

Yan Fei laughed in his heart: "Martial Monarch Lin, Martial Monarch Arrival, look at these brothers you have befriended." Dare to love, he is afraid that this past will be known by the world and lose his face as a sword saint. If I say that it is the reincarnation of the True Martial Sword Saint, Duan Wuya will probably not let himself live. ”

I don't even want to admit the grace of saving my life, this person's heart has changed.

Even at this moment, Duan Wuya may not be without murderous intent.

He just needs to do it for Martial Arts himself.

"Don't worry, the juniors won't talk nonsense anymore. ”

"Well, that's good. Xiaoyou won all three battles today, for my martial arts, tomorrow, the three martial arts ceremony officially began, but also rely on Xiaoyou, if Xiaoyou can finally win the championship, it can be described as the world's best talent. ”

Yan Fei said with a flat face: "The juniors do their best, today's battle, the juniors' spirits are turbulent, and I am afraid that I will not be able to do my best tomorrow." ”

"This Enlightened Tear Bell is indeed good, and that's it. Duan Wuya shook his hand and took out a brownish pill.

Suddenly, the secret room was filled with aroma and refreshing.

Yan Fei took a look at it and was surprised, "This is the Soul Casting Pill?"

"Hahaha, little friendly eyesight, worthy of being the holy envoy of the Ten Thousand Saints Pill Alliance, that's right, this is the Soul Casting Pill. ”

"Senior, this is?"

"If you take this pill, your soul will be restored, and you must do your best in tomorrow's battle. ”

Yan Fei could see that Duan Wuya attached too much importance to tomorrow's battle.

It doesn't matter, this thing is a rare Xuandan, don't want it in vain, Yan Fei took it directly.

"Thank you seniors, it's nothing, juniors will leave. "Slow, little friend, I think it's better for you to stay here to heal and recover. ”