Dressed in white, his skin is fair, and his complexion is slightly pale.

With sword eyebrows and starry eyes, the bridge of the nose is straight, and he is a good boy.

Especially the ones with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, they give people a very clean and innocent feeling.

When the elders saw Ning Fan, they were all slightly surprised.

Originally, they thought that Ning Fan, who had been dominating the outer gate of the Sword Sect in the past few days, should have a rough face, should be a tiger's back, and should be five big and three thick burly and extraordinary.

It should be as uninhibited and arrogant as Nie Mad of one of the ten masters of the Inner Gate of the Sword Sect.

However, when they really saw Ning Fan, they found that Ning Fan's body had a warm breath, which was very good, giving people a white-faced scholarly feeling.

But they didn't know that Ning Fan at this time was already covered in blood.

Many lives have been added to his hands.

His hands were stained with blood.

Ning Fan walked in indifferently from the main hall of the Hall of Elders.

His backbone has always been strong.

Men, no matter what, can't bend the backbone.

This is the words that Fu Bo often taught him when he was alive.

He has always been etched in his heart.

Step by step, I walked forward.

Ning Fan's eyes looked ahead, not looking away.

But he knew very well that some of the elders around him were all watching him and sweeping around him.

It's as if he's a treasure.

This kind of look, unbridled look, he was very tired.

But he didn't say anything, he was still very indifferent.

It's a little surprisingly indifferent.

He put his hands together slightly, arched his hands, and bowed politely to the elders.

"It's not as arrogant as it goes. ”

"A little indifferent, very confident, such a teenager, very good. ”

"Yes, there is the confidence that a man should have. ”

"The breath on his body is gentle and steady, and it seems that his cultivation is very solid, and his foundation is also very solid. ”

"At such an age, it seems that he should be a year or two younger than Jian Yunyang. ”

"This son, if there is no accident, must be the dragon and phoenix among people. ”

"I just don't know, it's not Jian Yuan Xiuwei. ”

"If Jian Yuan cultivates, then he can naturally become an inner disciple. ”

The elders stared at Ning Fan, thinking in their hearts.

Some put their hands on their chins, some on the bridge of their noses, and some of them carry their hands behind their backs, looking like a master pointing out.

But without exception, they all had smiles on their faces and their eyes full of appreciation.

Only the two of them did not look very good-looking, and their faces were blue, as if others owed them a lot of silver taels.

These two people, naturally, are none other than Wu Qingfeng and his disciple Jian Yunyang.

"When you are dying, you are still pretending to be calm, Ning Fan, you are really pretending to be forced. Jian Yunyang sneered, his eyes scattered a gloomy coldness, staring at Ning Fan.

"Who is the person who came? ”

Suddenly, a cold sound burst out from the center of the main hall.

The person who spoke was a dark face, and there was a red mark on the center of his eyebrows.

Wu Qingfeng, dressed in green clothes, carried an ancient Qingfeng flying sword on his back.

His eyes widened angrily, staring at Ning Fan.

Ning Fan arched his hand, and he said indifferently: "Disciple Ning Fan, meet the elders." ”

But he secretly said in his heart: "This person seems to be angry with me." ”

"Seeing Jian Yunyang standing beside him, he should be very close to Jian Yunyang. ”

"The helper that Jian Yunyang invited. ”

Ning Fan's heart was already clear in his analysis.

"Ning Fan, you are guilty. Wu Qingfeng asked again.

He put his hands behind his back, his eyes were like hooks, staring at Ning Fan.

A pressure was overwhelming, and it swept and suppressed towards Ning Fan.

Ning Fan felt Wu Qingfeng's aggressive gaze.

He raised his eyebrows, not letting the other party look at him at all.

Instead, he looked back at Wu Qingfeng with indifferent eyes.

"The disciple doesn't know what crime he has committed? Ning Fan clenched his fists and smiled bitterly.

"Ning Fan, when you are dying, you are still sharp-toothed, I think you have eaten the gall of a bear's heart and a leopard, in front of the elders, you still dare to play your little prestige? I am afraid that you have forgotten yesterday's events. ”

"Since you forgot, I'll remind you of it. ”

Jian Yunyang's voice suddenly sounded sharply.

He stretched out his hand and pointed at Ning Fan.

"Elders, this is the person who openly slandered the disciple and shouted with the disciple, the disciple did not attack him because he was an inner disciple, and because the senior brother Nie Mad was close to him.

If it were someone else, I would have passed with a sword a long time ago, how do I know that I am kind-hearted and let this guy go, but this Ning Fan doesn't know what to do.

is even more slanderous behind his back, and even more arrogant that I am afraid of him. ”

"It's really unbearable, so I don't need to endure it anymore, I will report to the Hall of Elders today, ask the elders to adjudicate, and let this Ning Fan suffer a little, after all, the rules of the inner door of the Sword Sect cannot be broken. ”

Jian Yunyang's righteous words were even more sad, and he looked very disappointed.

His acting skills are really extraordinary.

Anyone who is dead can probably be said to be alive.

Ning Fan sneered in his heart, admiring it very much.

"That's right, there are no rules, there is no circle, the rules of the Sword Sect cannot be broken, Ning Fan, are you still stubborn?" Wu Qingfeng followed Jian Yunyang's words, staring at Ning Fan coldly, and his tone was full of endless questions.

"It turns out that the elders are here for this matter, then I will know, I had a conflict with Senior Brother Jian Yunyang yesterday.

However, I asked him to make a move on me, but the senior brother didn't dare to make a move, I thought that I would stop at this time, but I didn't expect the senior brother to hold a grudge and never forget, which really surprised the disciple. ”

"In that case, the elders should please, Ning Fan broke the rules, naturally he has nothing to say, and let you punish him. Ning Fan arched his hands and his attitude was sincere and serious.

"Since you have brought a helper, Jian Yunyang, you are bound to win, I would rather avoid the edge for the time being. Ning Fan snorted coldly in his heart.

"This kid is not bad. ”

"The attitude is sincere, you can change your mistakes, and you can admit your mistakes, this heart is really good. ”

"He is neither humble nor arrogant, he is a person who conforms to the way of the sword. ”

"The way of sword cultivation is neither humble nor arrogant, but full of righteousness in heaven and earth, in his body, I saw it. ”

Ning Fan was neither humble nor arrogant, took the initiative to admit his mistakes, and did not refute anything.

Unexpectedly, this attitude made several other elders very satisfied.

Originally, these elders were very curious about Ning Fan, and after taking a look at Ning Fan, they felt that Ning Fan was even better.

At this time, he felt that Ning Fan was too good to be good.

However, Wu Qingfeng and Jian Yunyang, the two masters and apprentices, did not have a good impression of Ning Fan at all.

Especially when Jian Yunyang saw that Ning Fan actually said this, he instantly suppressed his momentum, and even pulled the situation back slightly.

He felt unhappy in his heart.

"It's worthy of being an evil demon, and your sharp teeth are your strengths. ”

Ning Fan frowned, his eyes contained a hint of suspicion, and even a trace of unhappiness.

"Draw out your sword, sword cloud, and I will fight you to the death today. ”

Ning Fan pulled out the bloodstained sword sonorously, his battle intent was awe-inspiring, and his sword aura was arrogant.

The tip of the sword pointed towards the sword cloud.

The form of the scene is on the verge of breaking out.

Ning Fan's attitude has changed 180 degrees from before.

It was completely two looks, and he was angry.

But why is he so angry?

Jian Yunyang and the others were all stunned.

Ning Fan changed too quickly, right?

"Ning Fan, why do you want to fight to the death with Jian Yunyang?" An elder asked puzzled, his brows furrowed, and his eyes swept towards Ning Fan.

"Because he said I was a demonic alien. ”

"Senior brother gave me a hat indiscriminately, and framed me as a demon person, this hat is too big, I think, anyone who encounters this thing or that, will fight to the death to protect his reputation, right?"

Ning Fan is neither humble nor arrogant, his voice is sonorous and powerful, and his words are pointing at the sword and clouds.

"Hmph, you said you weren't an evil demon? Who would believe you? I think you're a demon. Jian Yunyang remembered the situation in the Sealed Demon Land, gritted his teeth, and suddenly shouted.

"Take out your credentials, otherwise, I will be splattered with your blood on the spot. Ning Fan shouted, his attitude was resolute, and his voice was sonorous and powerful.

"Okay, then I'll expose your demonic energy to you personally. Jian Yunyang turned around, arched his hand, and looked at his master Wu Qingfeng.

"Master, I suspect that this Ning Fan is a person in the Demon Dao, he has cultivated from sword intent in less than a year, and has repeatedly broken through, and at this time, it is not amazing, it can not be said that it is unpleasant, but this is definitely not very human.

He must have used some strange secret method, what else can he do in this world that can quickly improve his cultivation except for the secret method of the Demon Dao?"

Jian Yunyang's eyes narrowed, and his hatred was monstrous.

"Okay, I'm ready. Wu Qingfeng's voice was low, his eyebrows were raised, he seemed to be smiling, his color was like a sword, and he broke the world.

Ning Fan felt pressure, and his back was even tighter.