Ge Zhan's death was originally a shocking event in the Northern Camp, because he was the first Sword Infant Monk ever to be killed during the hunt.

It's just that this matter was quickly suppressed by Qianchao.

Everyone gathered more in this heroic battle, who will be in the final position.

Ning Fan didn't care about this, because this matter had nothing to do with him.

He can't run for president Qian.

It's better to practice honestly.

Tianji Pavilion, inside the courtyard.

Ning Fan looked at Ge Changsheng, "Changsheng, after this hunting battle, you have grown a lot, you are now at the fifth level of the Sword Yuan, in the next three months, I want you to break through to the Sword Pill level, so that you can take the first place in the junior disciple competition of the family." ”

"Pills, exercises, soul power, I'll help you, however, you have to remember that if I do this, it is equivalent to pulling out seedlings to grow, and in the next year, your cultivation will stagnate, can you bear this result?"

Ge Changsheng's face was serious, he clenched his fists, "I can bear it." ”

"Don't say a year, even if it's five years, ten years, I'm willing. ”

Ge Changsheng had a breath of anger in his chest, a monstrous resentment.

He wants revenge, he wants to fight to become famous in the Ge family, he wants to beat down the ugly faces of the Ge family, those things that raise their heads high and are self-righteous.

He hated, from childhood to adulthood, he was humiliated in the Ge family.

His mother also died because of this, this is a pain, a pain that cannot be annihilated, and cannot be eliminated.

So this time the family descendants dispute, he has always wanted to pass.

Ning Fan and even Ge Changsheng felt pain in their hearts, so they had a conversation just now.

"Good. Ning Fan stared at Ge Changsheng, and from his eyes, he could see the raging fire.

"In this case, in the next three months, I will train you beyond the devil, and after the past, you will be reborn in Nirvana, travel for nine days, and you will be like this. Ning Fan said in a deep voice.

Along the way, Ning Fan also knew very well that the path of cultivation was full of obstacles and difficulties.

He was also treated as a waste by others before, and he was coldly looked down upon, and he knew the pain and resentment in Ge Changsheng's heart.

But the reason why he was able to reach his current level was that everything was inseparable from his own cultivation.

A person can be looked down upon by others, but never be looked down upon by yourself.

If the talent is not good, it will be ten times and a hundred times to cultivate and spend time.

That's what the stupid bird flies first.

Ning Fan pulled out the bloodstained sword and shook it at the courtyard.

It was a sword formation.

The sword light rippled, filling the entire courtyard.

In the courtyard, the temperature drops instantly.

So much so that snowflakes fell, and bursts of cold air swept in.

It's all because of the sword formation.

Ge Changsheng took off a sword suit, revealing his powerful muscles.

He was not afraid of the cold at all, and resolutely stepped into the sword array.

The figure flickered, and then disappeared.

Ning Fan was left alone in the entire courtyard.

Tuk tuk.

There was a knock on the door.

Ning Fan's expression moved, and he quickly walked to the door.

"Lord Qin?" Ning Fan was quite surprised.

The person who came was Qin Yuanfeng.

Qin Yuanfeng smiled, but Ning Fan felt that he had something.

Qin Yuanfeng felt the temperature change in the yard and was quite curious.

Ning Fan explained, "Immortal is cultivating. ”

In order to cope with the big competition between the descendants of their Ge family in three months, he wanted to fight. ”

Qin Yuanfeng immediately understood what was going on.

He had heard of Ge Changsheng's experience.

He was also born in a family, and his status in their Qin family was not very high, so he had some experience of this feeling.

"Can I go in?" Qin Yuanfeng said.

"Yes, no problem. Ning Fan smiled.

In the backyard, there is an octagonal pavilion.

In the octagonal pavilion, the fragrant tea is brewed well and exudes fragrance.

"I'll get straight to the point. "Qin Yuanfeng is very direct.

Ning Fan listened attentively.

"This time, I want to borrow a sword from you. Qin Yuanfeng smiled bitterly.

"Bloodstained Sword?" Ning Fan raised his eyebrows.

"Well, I have to deal with a thousand general battles, but I don't have a powerful spiritual weapon in my hand, your spiritual weapon is eight grades strong, if I use it in battle, the odds of victory can be increased by three or five percent. Qin Yuanfeng said.

Ning Fan thought for a moment, "Okay." ”

"Really?" Qin Yuanfeng was pleasantly surprised.

"Of course. Ning Fan lent him the Bloodstained Sword without hesitation.

Qin Yuanfeng clenched his fists and said gratefully: "Ning Fan, if I can really win the thousand-level position, I will definitely thank you." ”

"Your Excellency, we are not only superiors and subordinates, but also friends. Ning Fan said with a smile.

"Yes, friends. Qin Yuanfeng's palm slapped Ning Fan's shoulder suddenly.

Three days later, the situation changed.

Military academy field.

Nine thousand people stood in the central area, surrounded by many monks.

Qin Yuanfeng stood in the center with a flying sword wrapped in black cloth on his back.

There is a raised platform on the north side.

On the high platform sat several monks in armor.

They were garrison officers of more than 1,000 generals.

"Thousands of total selections, start. ”

After a fat monk shouted, the nine men began to attack.

A circular barrier formed around them, enveloping them like the Colosseum.

The flying sword black cloth on Qin Yuanfeng's back was suddenly lifted, and a blood-red flying sword, a cold light shot out, and he held the hilt of the sword, like a divine help, facing his competitor, and slashed down with a sword.

Boom.

One of his competitors was knocked to the ground with a move.

At the same time, Qin Yuanfeng's body turned around, and with a slap of his palm, this person lost his combat effectiveness.

Ning Fan stood in the distance, not worried that Qin Yuanfeng would not be able to enter the finals.

Qin Yuanfeng is now a seventh-layer strength of the Sword Pill, and only one of his opponents is the seventh-layer of the Sword Pill.

In the hunting battle, he broke through the existing realm and reached the seventh layer of the sword pill in one fell swoop.

Half an hour later, only Qin Yuanfeng and a bearded monk were left in the field.

The monk, extremely emaciated, seemed to be able to blow him away with a gust of wind.

However, those present did not dare to underestimate him.

Because in the battle just now, he used a bamboo pole to say that the opponent was completely swept away.

His bamboo pole is incomparably green, but it is not weaker than the flying sword.

"Come on. ”

Qin Yuanfeng bowed his hand slightly towards the bamboo pole man.

As soon as the bamboo pole man's arm was raised, his cyan bamboo pole turned into thousands in an instant, and he killed Qin Yuanfeng in one go.

Qin Yuanfeng's eyes turned into a world of bamboo poles.

Let him avoid it.

However, Qin Yuanfeng did not dodge.

Instead, he sat down cross-legged.

The bloodstained sword was held across his chest, and as soon as he slapped his palm against his chest, a compass appeared in the palm of his hand.

He took the compass and placed it in front of the bloodstained sword.

Sou.

A flame burst out.

The bloodstained sword burst into flames, and then a red light connected to the compass.

The compass swells and becomes hollow.

Then, the compass was surrounded by flames.

"He's refining?"

The flame was the true fire of Samadhi, and Ning Fan could see it at a glance.

The flames burned the compass, and endless suction was generated in the compass, and the thousands of cyan bamboo poles that originally appeared to kill him, for some reason, actually flew towards the hollow area of the compass.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of bamboo poles melt into the compass.

"That's right, he is refining weapons, his Qin family mainly refines weapons, but I didn't expect that refining weapons can also become an attack technique, hehe, yes, the Ge family's elixir can attack people, why can't refining weapons attack people?" Ning Fan smiled heartily.

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