Wen Xiaotian put Zhang Xiaofan down, his action was like planting onions in the ground, Zhang Xiaofan scratched his head in embarrassment, Wen Xiaotian's words couldn't be clearer, and he couldn't open his mouth to refute anything...... Being able to conclude Lin Jingyu's 'sexual' personality in one mouth, Zhang Xiaofan didn't feel strange at all, but one of the people in the audience felt very ashamed.

This person is Qi Hao!

Because Lin Jingyu is the most valued disciple of the first Cangsong of Longshou Peak, even the important dragon slaying sword has been passed to Lin Jingyu, so Lin Jingyu almost represents the face of Longshou Peak! But on the contrary, Wen Xiaotian's words 'pumped' Long Shoufeng's face, and Qi Hao's face 'color' looked a little ugly.

Qi Hao said: "Senior Brother Xiaotian's words are wrong, he is very talented, and in just three years, he has cultivated Tai Chi Xuanqing Dao to the realm of the fourth layer of the 'jade' Qing realm, and he is deeply loved by the master, and he has passed down the dragon sword to practice in him." On weekdays, the juniors and disciples are also polite and respectful of the teacher's ......"

Qi Hao said that he was a little sorry, just like Lin Jingyu, he didn't look at everything on weekdays, and he didn't even pay attention to his senior brother, so it was not bad, and he still expected him to unite his senior brothers?

Wen Xiaotian, who was familiar with Lin Jingyu's 'sexual' personality, looked at Qi Hao with a strange smile on the corner of his mouth, but did not speak. Lin Jingyu also walked in at this time, with some very flattering "concern" on his face, but it was difficult to hide his smugness in his tone, and said to Zhang Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, are you okay?" Just I was careless, I thought ......"

Wen Xiaotian said: "Xiao Fan's cultivation is not enough, he doesn't even have a decent magic weapon, is it really good for you to bully him like this?" After a slight pause, he said, "Lin Jingyu, tell me, is it really good for you to do this?" This is just a few years of cultivation, and you can ride a broken sword to fly all over the sky, and you can get carried away...... Young people, I don't want to talk about you, everyone has a time when they are young and frivolous......"

Zhang Xiaofan exonerated Lin Jingyu, "Senior Brother Xiaotian, I want to see Jingyu's ability, I ......"

Lin Jingyu borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, "Xiaofan, I'm sorry, I'm a little heavier!" ”

"What's more? It's a lot heavier, isn't it? Wen Xiaotian ignored the understanding of the two and said bluntly, "If Xiaofan hadn't followed me and learned something, I'm afraid that there is only half a life left now, right?" I can tell at a glance how many hands you have. Pretty powerful, right? ”

Lin Jingyu said: "This is my business with Xiaofan, and I have nothing to do with you!" ”

Lin Jingyu was already a little annoyed.

He is not a good temper, and his life on Longshou Peak is even more because of his qualifications, he has become like a prince, no one dares to provoke him, and after a few years, his temper has become much more arrogant and domineering than before. With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Wen Xiaotian said in a low voice: "What a lack of discipline!" ”

"I don't need you to do much!"

Lin Jingyu couldn't bear it anymore, shouted angrily, and stared at Wen Xiaotian with wide eyes, like a little tiger.

"Smack!"

Wen Xiaotian's hand 'twitched' on Lin Jingyu's face, leaving a crisp slap print, "Boy, remember for me, there are only three people in Caomiao Village who have survived, and your second uncle Wang is still waiting for your group of uncles in Longshou Peak, don't think this is as it should be!" Although Xiao Fan doesn't look as good as you, you can't bully him either! ”

"You hit me?"

What Wen Xiaotian said, Lin Jingyu didn't listen to it, but Wen Xiaotian slapped him, and this kid burned. The dragon slaying sword was grasped in his hand, and the turquoise 'color' light spread around, and the sword slashed towards Wen Xiaotian. Wen Xiaotian's eyes were cold, and he took a step very casually, and took a step to catch up.

The dragon slaying sword slashed down from Wen Xiaotian's side, and Wen Xiaotian's hand waved again.

"Smack."

Lin Jingyu's face on the other side was also swollen.

Lin Jingyu shouted angrily, and the sword was even more undisciplined, slashing towards Wen Xiaotian. Wen Xiaotian's shot was like lightning, his arms were like spiritual snakes, and he made a lightning shot, and his index finger clicked more than ten times on Lin Jingyu's sword-holding arm, sealing the 'acupoint' of his entire arm.

The Dragon Slaying Sword lost its strength and fell to the ground, and Wen Xiaotian raised his foot and kicked towards the Dragon Slaying Sword.

"Bang."

"Whoosh."

The sword flew out of the Silent Hall and was 'inserted' into the courtyard wall outside, leaving only the hilt of the sword. Lin Jingyu had to rush up to find Wen Xiaotian desperately, but Wen Xiaotian slapped Lin Jingyu in the face several times, and 'pumped' Lin Jingyu like a pig's head. At this time, Wen Xiaotian had a little regret in his heart for Lin Jingyu to go to Longshou Peak...... If you stayed with yourself, how did you become what you are now?

But think about it, under the circumstances at that time, how could I say that Cangsong could be moved? There are many things that can't be changed at all, unless when he comes to this world, his strength has not disappeared!

But how can there be ifs in the world?

The "snapping" slap echoed in the quiet hall, Tian Buyi and Su Ru did not express their position, and looked at this scene expressionlessly. Emotionally speaking, Zhang Xiaofan is a disciple of Da Zhu Peak, and Lin Jingyu is a disciple of Long Shou Peak, so what qualifications does he have to teach the disciples of Da Zhu Peak here?

Logically speaking, Wen Xiaotian can be regarded as Lin Jingyu's elder, teach this arrogant kid a lesson, he has qualifications, even if Cang Song comes over by himself, he can't say a word of objection. This is also the reason why Qi Hao watched from the side, although he was very angry, he still remained silent.

Speaking of which, this time, taking the opportunity of the change in the arrangement of the Seven Veins Martial Arts, he took Lin Jingyu to each vein for a walk and meet with the elders, which was also to expand Lin Jingyu's network channels and pave the way for the genius disciples of Longshou Peak in the future. Cang Song gave him the dragon sword, and the thoughts in it are self-evident.

It's just that Lin Jingyu, the junior brother, because of his good qualifications, fast cultivation, and the power of Cangsong on it, shrouded him, everyone who sees him on weekdays is polite, but his heart is arrogant. Otherwise, how could there be such a situation today?

Qi Hao had a headache.

How should this matter be resolved?

Lin Jingyu wanted to speak now, but he couldn't open his mouth, he wanted to make a move, but he couldn't move, his whole person was lit by Wen Xiaotian, and his two faces were red and purple, as if they were monkey butts. After Wen Xiaotian 'pumped' more than ten times, he finally stopped, and he didn't talk to Lin Jingyu much, but said to Qi Hao: "Lin Jingyu 'handed over' to you Long Shoufeng in the hope that he will become a talent, not become a young master who is arrogant and arrogant!" ”

"Senior Brother Xiaotian is very skilled...... it is difficult for Qi Hao, he can still laugh at this time, the smile on his face still looks personable, but the 'yin' coldness in his eyes can't be concealed.

Wen Xiaotian's cultivation was high or low, he could see at a glance that it was just the realm of the second layer of the 'jade' Qing realm. But in this realm, how did Lin Jingyu subdue him? Although he looked at the whole process, Qi Hao still didn't understand. Now that the business has been said, Qi Hao took Lin Jingyu to leave.

There was silence in the Silent Hall.

After a while, Tian Buyi began to slap the table, and after the hindsight, he seemed to lose his temper, and then issued an order, and in the future, Song Daren and them all went to the Taiji 'cave' to practice and prepare for the battle of the Seven Veins Martial Arts. After letting a group of disciples retreat, Tian Buyi snorted bitterly.

Although he didn't feel embarrassed today, and his face was 'pumped' back by Wen Xiaotian's slap, after all, Zhang Xiaofan was still beaten. This is an indisputable fact.

It is urgent to prepare for the Seven Veins Martial Arts, everyone is busy, and Wen Xiaotian also needs to think about his magic weapon. He took the short stick that had once been called a dementor and began to ponder it. The material of this short stick is still very good, and the texture itself is extremely hard, but it is not heavy.

There is no doubt that this is a good material for making magic weapons that can be used for a long time in the future.

Wen Xiaotian's idea is to make it a stick similar to a golden hoop 'stick', which can be long or short, and can be changed as much as you want. This kind of weapon is very suitable for people like him, and the flexible and changing weapon can improve Wen Xiaotian's combat flexibility. With such a goal, Wen Xiaotian began to flip through the books.

In the world of Zhuxian, the exercise methods and materials of various magic weapons were remembered by Wen Xiaotian one by one. A few days later, Wen Xiaotian began to refine the magic weapon, although it was only the cultivation of the second layer of the 'jade' Qing realm, but it was many times more than the number of true yuan of others, but when he sacrificed the magic weapon, he did not encounter any problems with the true element.

Inlay the formation for the magic weapon, imprint the symbol on it, and coordinate all kinds of small and "fine" coordinates. For others, this is a big problem, but Wen Xiaotian is familiar with it.

These learnings come from different worlds, and when they are fused together, they are not comparable to the knowledge of a single world.

The cyan 'color' true element constructs a tadpole-sized rune and imprints it towards the dementor. Each rune landed on the dementor's body, and it emitted a soft "wave" sound, as if it had burst a bubble. As more and more runes were imprinted on the dementor, the weight of the dementor increased.

A total of one hundred and eight runes, repeated imprints over and over, a simple formation system, formed in the soul dementor, Wen Xiaotian, who had been busy for three months, finally completed the preliminary sacrifice work. Grabbing the short stick, Wen Xiaotian shouted in a low voice: "Long! ”

The one-foot-long short stick, between Huo Ran, turned into three feet, and the cyan runes on the stick shone with a luminous brilliance, flowing endlessly on the surface of the stick, like tadpoles.

"Small!"

Wen Xiaotian shouted again, and the stick became the size of an embroidery needle.

Wen Xiaotian muttered, "Obedient, should I put the stick in my ears?" Phew, I'm not a monkey. This stick is so awesome, it will be called a dragon stick in the future. Vulgar and elegant, the public's can be passed down through the ages, and at least no one will forget this name in the future! ”