readx;? Fang Xiaowu looked at the backs of Zhou Li and the others who were far away, and thought, "Yuan Qingfeng's guy pretended to ask Zhou Li to send me pills, I don't know what conspiracy there is, could it be that this guy really found me?"

It didn't take long for Yan Dong to come over with a large plate of food, sit down and ask, "Brother Xiaowu, what did Zhou Li do with you just now?"

Fang Xiaowu smiled faintly and said, "It's nothing, just come and greet my old man, we don't have to waste our tongues for this kind of little person." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info Eat quickly, I'm so hungry, I'm going to let go of my stomach and eat a big meal." ”

In the blink of an eye, the two-day holiday has passed, and it is time to start classes again.

Fang Xiaowu originally suspected that Yuan Qingfeng had bad intentions in asking Zhou Li to send him pills, but as soon as he arrived at the classroom this morning, he saw Yuan Qingfeng's figure.

I saw Yuan Qingfeng and Zhou Li standing in the distance, talking and laughing, while the latter was flattered, surrounded by a large group of Class A disciples.

"This guy is still not giving up, is it really as Madam Huahua said, he must force me to leave the Flying Feather Sect or bow to him before he will give up?" Fang Xiaowu thought to himself.

"Brother Xiaowu, look, Yuan Qingfeng!" Yan Dong saw that Yuan Qingfeng was in the classroom, and his face changed slightly.

"Fang Xiaowu, you're in trouble again, take care. Tang Ao said lightly, walked to his seat, it was actually an open space for him to cultivate, and sat down slowly.

The corners of Fang Xiaowu's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "Yuan Qingfeng, no matter what tricks you have, I'll take them one by one, I want to see what tricks you can play." ”

On this day, Yuan Qingfeng only stayed in the classroom for an hour and left.

The next day, he came again, staying longer than yesterday, nearly three hours.

On the third day, like a disciple of this class, he came early in the morning and did not leave until after dark.

On the fourth, fifth, and sixth days, for three consecutive days, Yuan Qingfeng became like all the outer disciples, coming from sunrise and leaving at sunset, as if he had made up his mind to pay attention to the cultivation days of the outer disciples for a period of time.

The six teachers in Class A didn't dare to provoke Yuan Qingfeng, as long as Yuan Qingfeng didn't make trouble, they just turned a blind eye and acted as if they didn't see anything.

The outer disciples in the class knew that Yuan Qingfeng had a holiday with the Biao Gang Five, and in the past, some people would chat with the Biao Gang Five when they were resting, but now, these people were afraid of it, as if the Biao Five's belonged to the plague gods.

Han Su'er is still a loner and doesn't care about Yuan Qingfeng's existence at all.

As early as the first day, Fang Xiaowu reminded Wang Xibei that she should be as careful as possible and not let Yuan Qingfeng get close, lest Yuan Qingfeng have an excuse to make trouble.

The ninth day, the first day after the two-day holiday.

It was not yet dark, and the six teachers of Class A saw that the disciples in the class had been practicing very seriously all day, although there was still some time before letting these students leave, but they were teachers and had autonomy, so after a little discussion, they collected their work in advance and let the students go back after class.

Fang Xiaowu saw that Yuan Qingfeng was the first to leave, and thought that this guy had something to do, so he didn't pay attention to it.

He left the classroom with Yan Dong and Tang Ao, and when he passed by a cafeteria, he went in to eat.

When the three of them were eating, they suddenly saw a figure walk into the cafeteria, but it was Han Su'er.

When Fang Xiaowu saw Han Su'er, he was stunned at first, and then his face changed. He once told Wang Xibei that he must follow Han Suer when he goes back after class, but now, Han Suer appeared in the cafeteria alone, but Wang Xibei was nowhere to be found, could it be that Wang Xibei had an accident?

"Fang Xiaowu, your sister ......" Han Su'er's eyes only swept slightly, and she had already seen where Fang Xiaowu was sitting and walked in.

"Was my sister captured by Yuan Qingfeng's guy?" Fang Xiaowu asked with a gloomy face.

"Not bad. Han Su'er said with a cold face, but she was thinking in her heart: "This kid is also smart, I didn't say that he guessed it." ”

"Yuan Qingfeng, you dog offal!" Fang Xiaowu clasped his hands and asked loudly, "Is it possible that as a personal disciple, you can do whatever you want?"

Han Su'er smiled coldly and said, "Your sister slapped him, of course he wants to arrest your sister." ”

"What? Yuan Qingfeng slapped my sister?" Fang Xiaowu said in disbelief.

"You go and ask Yuan Qingfeng yourself, your business has nothing to do with me, I'm just here to tell you. After Han Su'er finished speaking, she drifted away.

Fang Xiaowu knew where the Grinding Sword Peak was located, but he hadn't been there, but now, he said that he was going to break through the Grinding Sword Peak.

Wang Xibei once saved him, and he was also his ex-fiancée, there was no reason for him to let Wang Xibei be captured by Yuan Qingfeng, and Wang Xibei's current identity was his sister.

No matter how wasteful his brother is, how can he ignore his sister's life or death? No matter what aspect he says, he has to save Wang Xibei.

He rushed out of the cafeteria like a murderous tiger, turned his head and said to Yan Dong and Tang Ao behind him: "Yan Dong, Tang Ao, this is none of your business, I don't know what the result will be when I go, after tonight, the fierce five-person group is probably going to become history, you can do it yourself." ”

After speaking, he used his body technique and rushed towards the direction of Grinding Sword Peak without hesitation.

At the moment when Fang Xiaowu rushed forward, Linghu Eighteen suddenly appeared not far away, shook his head, and said: "You kid can obviously worship under Mrs. Huahua's door, and your sister can also get shelter because of this, now it's good, my sister was arrested, I see how you can save your sister from Yuan Qingfeng's kid?"

Then he smiled and said, "Fortunately, the old man has a good heart, and when he saw that he was uneven, he pulled out a knife to help, and secretly helped that girl slap Yuan Qingfeng's kid." I have already placed a secret spell on that girl's body, the kid surnamed Yuan can't disrespect her, otherwise, once the kid surnamed Yuan is beastly, won't the girl be ruined by this beast in vain?"

......

Qingluan Mountain, Mojian Peak, up to 30,000 meters, majestic, like a giant looking down on the common people.

When it was almost dark, a figure came from far and near, and soon ran down the mountain.

"Stop!"

Two figures flew out of a house at the bottom of the mountain, not only the masters who guarded the mountain gate of Mojian Peak, but also two inner disciples who had already left the school, and their cultivation was in the early stage of the furnace fire realm.

They had already been told by Yuan Qingfeng not to let Fang Xiaowu enter the mountain, if Fang Xiaowu dared to mess around, they could take the opportunity to capture Xiaowu and hand it over to Yuan Qingfeng.

"Who are you, dare to break into the Grinding Sword Peak!" a master scolded angrily.

Although Fang Xiaowu was anxious, he was not chaotic, he stopped and asked, "May I ask if the three young peak masters of your Grinding Sword Peak are there?"

When the two masters heard this, they couldn't help but be happy.

The previous master smiled and said, "Is the Third Young Peak Lord you are talking about Yuan Qingfeng, the third disciple of the Peak Master of this Peak?"

"Exactly. ”

"Then let me tell you, the Third Young Peak Lord just came back not long ago. ”

"Well, I want to see him, and you go and call him out. ”

"Do you want to see our Three Young Peak Masters?" The master looked at Fang Xiaowu with disdain, laughed loudly, and said: "Fang Xiaowu, you don't pee on yourself, what are you? This Grinding Sword Peak is where you can come? He also said that I want to see the Three Young Peak Masters, I really don't know how thick the sky is, and I laughed off my big teeth." ”

Fang Xiaowu listened to him quietly and asked, "Have you finished speaking?"

"That's it, get out!" The master waved his hand, and he didn't take Fang Xiaowu in his eyes at all.

"Fuck you!" Fang Xiaowu suddenly scolded, took out the wooden sword from the storage ring, and stabbed the other party's chest with a sword, penetrating the tip of the sword.

"Look for death!"

With a wave of his hand, a wave of Yuan Force was issued.

He originally thought that Fang Xiaowu would definitely be knocked away by an invisible force sent out by himself, but where did he think that Fang Xiaowu's sword was a hidden mystery, and it was a wonderful move in the "Hundred Absolute Nine Swords", and he was careless for a while, and he was almost stabbed in the chest by the tip of the sword.

Clang!

Although he flicked away the wooden sword, he was also extremely embarrassed, feeling that the swordsmanship used by Fang Xiaowu was unusual, and the third-level martial arts of the Flying Feather Sect that he had learned could not be compared to it.

Another master was taken aback when he saw that his companion had almost missed, and shouted, "Old Mo, this kid is not an ordinary outer disciple, be careful." ”

Lao Mo was so angry that he screamed.

He, an inner disciple who had already left the school, cultivated to reach the furnace fire realm, and was almost injured under the sword of a kid who was not even an inner disciple, and he simply lost his face to his grandmother's house.

"I hacked you. ”

Lao Mo's palm flipped over, and the palm shadow quickly condensed, and exploded in a blink of an eye, turning into pieces of flying flowers, which was the third-level palm technique of the Flying Feather Sect called "Scattered Flower Palm".

Bang!

Fang Xiaowu stabbed out with a sword, and the sword power burst out instantly, although the person was shocked by the palm power and flew out, he also used swordsmanship to break Lao Mo's palm technique.

"Hey, this guy's swordsmanship is so weird, old Mo, don't ......"

"Little bastard, I'll kill you!"

Lao Mo's eyes were red, he was clearly mad by Fang Xiaowu, he couldn't hear what his companion was saying at all, he slammed into Fang Xiaowu with a punch, and sent out all the yuan power he could emit, as high as more than 1.2 million, even if he really killed Fang Xiaowu, he couldn't care about it so much.

Rumble!

A huge wave of air rushed into the air.

Fang Xiaowu snorted, volleyed upside down, and after landing, his feet were crooked, and he almost fell, but he finally stopped.

Lao Mo was about to pounce on Fang Xiaowu and punch Fang Xiaowu again, but at this time, he suddenly felt a slight chill on his cheeks, as if his face was broken, so he reached out and touched his face, but he actually touched blood, and on his face, there was also a shallow sword wound at this time.

Fang Xiaowu actually scratched his face with a wooden sword!

What is this?

He's angry!

If he can't take down Fang Xiaowu today, what face will he have in front of others in the future?

He roared, drew the sword at his waist, and shouted, "Little bastard, if I don't cut off one of your hands today, I won't be a master of the furnace fire realm." ”

His accomplices saw that he really killed this time, and was worried that if he killed Fang Xiaowu, it would affect him, so he hurriedly pulled out his sword, the sword flashed, and with a bang, he pressed Lao Mo's sword with his own sword, and shouted: "Old Mo, you can't go crazy!"