I saw a gorgeous woman in a plum blossom pattern gauze robe coming, attracting the attention of the surrounding disciples who watched the sea.

"Graceful and luxurious, worthy of being a child of a big family." A disciple of Guanhai sighed.

"It's a pity that the famous flower has a master, I heard that Miss Nangong made a marriage contract with Senior Brother Feng Zhen a year ago, and Senior Brother Feng Zhen is also one of the six sons of Guanhai, and it is just right to match Miss Nangong."

"It is said that Senior Brother Feng Zhen has also come to the Sword Pavilion today, it seems that he has made a special trip to see his lady who has not passed through the door."

"Hey, you see, Senior Brother Feng Zhen has passed."

……

"Yu'er, you're here. Don't worry, with my clan uncle Feng Lian watching on the side today, it is impossible for this Sword Pavilion Pavilion Master to succeed in any conspiracy and trickery. Feng Zhen looked at the gorgeous woman in front of him and smiled slightly.

"Hmm." Nangong Yu responded without being salty.

"By the way, when you came to the academy a few days ago, I should have picked up the wind and washed the dust for you, but you are busy these days, so it is better to wait for you to prepare a banquet for you in Dengjialou after you compete with that little girl today, we have a marriage contract, we should get along more." Feng Zhen seemed to have long been accustomed to the coldness of gorgeous women, and he still had a smile on his face.

"Let's wait until this competition is over." Nangong Yu said lightly.

"Yu'er, your father specially asked me to take good care of you in the academy, you have to let me show my sincerity to some extent, otherwise your father will blame me."

Nangong Yu was silent for a while, and finally said calmly, "If I win, I will go, and if I lose, I will not be in the mood to eat your so-called reception banquet." ”

"I naturally know Yu'er's strength very well, how can a little girl who can't cultivate be your opponent." Feng Zhen said meaningfully.

……

"Can't you win this competition if you can't cultivate?" A tall man in a green robe walked slowly and said lightly to Feng Zhen.

"Dongfang Qinghou." Feng Zhen squinted his eyes and quietly looked at the robed man in front of him. "I didn't expect you to be here too."

Dongfang Qinghou said lightly, "I belong here, how can I say anything." ”

Feng Zhen suddenly laughed, "Dongfang Qinghou, Dongfang Qinghou, I heard that your efforts a while ago were all in vain, and now this place also belongs to others, do you dare to say that you belong here?" It's no wonder that the Dongfang family has always belonged to the part of the Guanhai Academy, and it is estimated that all of you in the Dongfang family are living in daydreams. ”

"He is now a disciple of the Sword Pavilion, and according to the rules of the Guanhai Academy, he has the right to drive you out of the Sword Pavilion." A soft female voice appeared in the ear of the magnificent man, and he couldn't help but turn his attention to the back of the man in the robe—a petite woman in an embroidered long dress.

"Little sister, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. Dongfang Qinghou would surrender his identity to join such a Broken Sword Pavilion, this is undoubtedly the funniest joke in Guanhai Academy for hundreds of years. Feng Zhen said casually.

"Really? Then it looks like I'm going to be the joke in your mouth. Dongfang Qinghou said calmly.

"You're really joining?" Feng Zhen's eyes showed a look of surprise, and then he hooked the corners of his mouth to look at the man in robe and smiled, "Dongfang Qinghou, I can't imagine that you are really willing to fall and join such a broken sword pavilion, if it is a sword pavilion master, it will be forgotten, after all, it is the ancestral wish of your Dongfang family, but you are actually willing to be only a mere disciple, I don't know if the ancestor of your Dongfang family will get out of the soil angrily when he sees you." ”

"Presumptuous!" Dongfang Qinghou's true qi burst out from his body in an instant, and the furious true qi blew the fallen leaves on the ground.

Feng Zhen was not afraid at all, but smiled more and more arrogantly, "Dongfang Qinghou, although this is Guanhai, it is not just your Dongfang family's Guanhai, if you attack me, your Dongfang family really can't stay in Guanhai." ”

The entire courtyard of the furious True Qi was dusty, but in the end, it died down, and it did not cause any harm to the noble man.

Feng Zhen still had that flirtatious smile on his face, and looked at the man in the robe with a little disdain, how many years have passed, this man is still firmly held in his hands.

Suddenly, a handsome woman wearing a pleated Ruyi moon skirt slowly walked out of the inner courtyard of the Sword Pavilion, looking at the cyan robed man who was full of anger but couldn't vent his anger, and said softly: "Childe said, you can do whatever you want, even if you kill him, it doesn't matter." As long as the Feng family dares to make a move, he will destroy the Feng family. ”

Feng Zhen was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then laughed wantonly, "Just because your son-in-law still wants to destroy my Feng family, it's just an idiot——"

Before Feng Zhen's words fell, his pupils shrank, and the figure of a man in a robe was galloping towards him, and the firmness in his eyes seemed to be really determined to make a move on him.

It's just that Feng Zhen is still careless, how can a mere Dongfang Qinghou hurt him.

"Young master, be careful!"

A middle-aged man jumped out of nowhere, directly caught the punch of the man in the robe, and threw it back.

The blue-robed man rolled in the air several times in a row, and only after unloading the strength of the middle-aged man did he fall steadily to the ground.

The beautiful woman still smiled, looked at the middle-aged man impartially and said, "Childe said, you crossed the line." ”

The middle-aged man snorted coldly, looked around at the curious eyes of everyone around him, and then said to the beautiful woman, "Even if you come from there, you can't be so presumptuous in watching the sea." ”

This sentence should be replaced by me. This is the Sword Pavilion, it is the Sword Pavilion of the child, and it is not a place where you can be presumptuous! ”

The handsome woman waved her sleeves, raised her steps slightly, and her figure immediately galloped forward, and at the same time, her small hand stretched out from her sleeve and slapped it directly towards the middle-aged man.

"It's just a little girl, and she dares to shoot at me!"

The middle-aged man couldn't help but sneer when he looked at the handsome woman's unmajestic palm, then clenched his right fist, injected part of his true qi into his right fist, and slowly pushed forward towards the palm of the beautiful woman.

Boom –

"You can actually take my punch, you little girl still has some skills." The middle-aged man looked at the handsome woman who was not moving at all and said.

"Oh, is it? But I'm just getting started. The beautiful woman smiled again.

???? The middle-aged man was slightly stunned, but he suddenly felt that the left palm of the handsome woman suddenly burst out with an unusually huge true qi, which was even hundreds of times more powerful than the true qi in the body of the blue-robed man just now, directly forming an irresistible powerful thrust on the middle-aged man's body.

"It can't be!"

Knock –

Before everyone could react, they saw that the middle-aged man smashed heavily on the wall like a cannonball, smashing a large hole in the wall several feet thick, and the middle-aged man who stayed in the big hole was silent for a long time, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

The audience was silent.