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As the master of a sect, although Zhao Xiaohong is known as a martial idiot, he still has a little bit of the kindness of the teacher, and he doesn't want to smash his disciple half to death with one punch.

Looking at Xu Feng, who was still and moving, sensing the stable and condensed sword intent, Zhao Xiaohong knew that Xu Feng had the exquisite swordsmanship of high-grade martial arts.

Otherwise, no matter how you defend it, you will become a turtle and shrink into its shell, and you will be smashed by this punch.

Senior Brother Wei Xiao stared at the steel sword in Xu Feng's hand, and gently spit out a word between his thin lips: "Break." ”

With this sound, the steel sword in Xu Feng's hand broke inch by inch in silence, and fell to the ground with a snap, and the corner of Xu Feng's mouth, who was holding the hilt of the sword, overflowed with a blood red, and his momentum was sluggish.

"Yo...... , isn't this Ah Feng!" Gunara appeared in front of everyone in time.

Zhao Xiaohong's eyes were dark, so she sat on the ground, looking at her daughter-in-law who she loved and feared suspiciously.

Nothing important, she usually doesn't come to the front yard to walk around. Zhao Xiaohong looked at the several personal disciples in the field with confusion and coldness.

He saw the boss Wei Xiao's right hand as a palm, swimming around in the void, as if he was seriously comprehending the swordsmanship Xu Feng had just used.

The other disciples were also attentive to the battle between the fields, and there was no trace of panic on their faces.

"Xiaohong, I think it's okay today, don't embarrass Xiaofeng anymore, you see you're vomiting blood!"

In order to cooperate with Shi Niang's words, Xu Feng slowly stirred his tongue, and all the blood in his mouth gushed out, dripping all over his chin, looking extremely miserable.

I didn't dare not listen to my wife's words. But in order to show his prestige in front of all the disciples, Zhao Xiaohong was bold and pretended to ponder for a moment before slowly retracting his thoughts.

The third Meng Gu eagerly walked up to Xu Feng and called softly: Fourteenth brother!

Xu Feng showed a miserable and helpless smile to the loyal third brother, and said, "Third brother, I hurt!"

The third senior brother didn't say a word, picked up Xu Feng and ran to the dining room, saying as he ran: "Old fourteen, hold on, don't be afraid!

His mind was completely relaxed, Xu Feng, who was lying on his broad and sturdy back, had a smile overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and a warm current rose in his heart.

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After coming to the Burning Star Tower for more than three months, Xu Feng has experienced two bed recuperations, although his body has been ruthlessly destroyed, but his heart is warm.

It is luck to come to this 10,000-year-old sect and cultivate the treasure land. What's even more proud is that I got to know a cadre of brothers. Although they have different temperaments, they are all sincere.

On the surface, he is lazy and obscene, but in fact, he takes care of all the senior brothers everywhere, the third senior brother who is loyal and honest, the fourth senior brother who is straightforward and a little funny, the sixth senior brother who is diligent and hardworking, and the thirteenth brother who is immature and lovely, no, it should be the thirteenth senior brother.

The sect is sorted by the morning and evening of the entry, and when he thinks of calling a thirteen or fourteen-year-old child with a young face, Xu Feng has a little headache.

No, I have to find a time to talk about this matter! Xu Feng, who was still lying on the bed pretending to be recuperating from his injuries, thought hatefully.

Opportunities come when they say they come.

Beautiful stories always take place on sunny days. The eldest Wei Xiao brought twelve juniors to celebrate the new fourteenth brother.

The elder brother who is uninhibited on the surface and has a literary and artistic heart leads a group of juniors and disciples to follow the example of literati and scholars.

In the elegant secluded forest halfway up the mountainside, a winding stream flows slowly along the naturally formed stone road, the shallow stream water is crystal clear, and from time to time there are small fish and shrimp swimming vigorously at the bottom of the water, and the sun reflects the stream and flashes a little light.

The wine glass was pushed by the stream and flowed slowly in the shallow waterway, occasionally stopping in front of the senior brother, lifting the wine glass and drinking it all.

Fourteen brothers and sisters sat cross-legged on the scattered rocks by the stream, laughing and raising their glasses frequently.

After three rounds of drinking, Xu Feng felt that the time had come, and with the strength of the wine, he asked the old thirteen sitting next to him, "Gui Geng?"

The topic shifted a little quickly, and the old thirteen replied without thinking: "Fourteen years old." ”

Xu Feng said: "Senior brothers, tell me about it, the old thirteen is two years younger than me. This one...... This one...... Calling Senior Brother, who is two years younger, isn't it a little, that ......?"

After saying vaguely, Xu Feng looked at the senior brother with expectant eyes. A glass of wine just stopped in front of the elder brother, and the elder brother raised his glass to cover his face.

The loyal third didn't turn around, feeling that what Xu Feng said made some sense, and nodded solemnly. The fourth child was smiling and waiting to watch the play.

The old thirteen was reluctant, his immature face was a little pale, and he bent slightly at Xu Feng, and said, "It's not up to you to have the final say, and it's not for the senior brothers to have the final say." ”

The loyal sixth suddenly said: "Yes, yes, there is also Jin Lanshi!"

......

Jinlan stone, sure enough, is a stone, but not one stone, but thirteen.

On a stone stall not far from the secluded forest, thirteen boulders were lined up in front of a large tree.

The sixth brother stood under the tree and said, "Fourteen, you see, this is the Jinlan stone that the thirteenth brother refers to." ”

"Although our disciples of the Martial Arts Sect are determined by the beginning of the morning, it is not entirely true, the Martial Cultivation Sect advocates force, as long as you can lift any of these thirteen stones, with the participation of the sect master, the order of the senior brothers can be rearranged!"

The fourth Kankan introduced: "Senior brother, righteous knot Jin Lan." So it's called Jinlanshi, which is the rule set by Lao Yi. ”

Looking at the gray-black boulders lined up in front of him, the largest was the size of a house, and the smallest was also a square circle. Although Xu Feng entered the first realm of the Apocalypse, his confidence in strength was limited, and he walked in front of the smallest mountain rock.

Bending over, forking legs, pouting buttocks, the mind is turning, and the true yuan is exhausted.

"Ahh

With a rough roar that resounded through the mountains, the boulder slowly lifted off the ground, only slowly rising to about three feet, Xu Feng's face was already flushed, and the green tendons on his neck were bursting up, and it was difficult to raise it even more.

In less than half a moment, the boulder slammed into the ground, and the earth trembled.

Xu Feng shook his head and gasped for breath, standing aside.

The old thirteen walked to the boulder that Xu Feng had moved just now without saying a word. His legs were tied into lunges, and he poked his waist, and with a soft roar, the boulder slowly rose in the hands of the old thirteen.

In Xu Feng's surprised gaze, the boulder slowly passed over the top of the old thirteen's head.

A ray of sunlight was blocked, and the edge of the boulder was trimmed with magnificent gold, and the old thirteen, who looked small and thin compared to the boulder, stood firmly among the rocks.

"Boom!" there was a loud bang, and the earth shook again. The handsome old thirteen did not change his color, and rolled a somewhat cute white eye at Xu Feng, which made Xu Feng's heart sink straight down.

According to this rule, could it be that the senior brother could even lift a boulder the size of that house! Xu Feng realized what kind of group of people he was in, and he had a new understanding of the martial arts of all the senior brothers.

There are more than 100,000 disciples in the Burning Star Building, nearly 10,000 disciples in the inner gate, and there are only less than 100 disciples in the sect master's personal lineage. Every disciple is a true genius of cultivation!

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Time passed slowly among the mountains and trees of the Burning Star Tower.

Xu Feng devoted himself to cultivating the Tao and concentrating on martial arts, his divine thoughts were more condensed, and his true yuan was more abundant. During this period, he was also seized by the owner of the door and beaten several times, but under the protection of the master and a few calligraphy and paintings, he was never beaten so badly.

Every time he fought with all the senior brothers, it was a blow to Xu Feng's confidence. Looking at the old thirteen with a young face but pretending to be an old man, shaking his head in disappointment at himself, Xu Feng wanted to go up and do it again. As expected, it was still a bang.

However, these lost confidence have been regained one by one in Wang Debang, who is becoming more and more courageous, and his psychology is quite balanced.

There is a martial arts arena in the Burning Star Tower, which is open once every half month.

At that time, the disciples of each sect will strive to be the first, fight freely, and as long as they can win six games in a row, they will be able to get a chance to go to the Immortal Hall under the Immortal Sect to experience and receive the baptism of the elixir.

The battle of the martial arts was about to start in a week, and Xu Feng asked the senior brother for instructions to go down the mountain. I plan to go to Lizheng in Lijiazhuang to send a letter to Xiaoying, and go to Jade Peak by the way to see if I can meet Ah Cai.

At noon, the sun is in full swing. All the senior brothers were probably resting, and as soon as they walked to the door of the Tianzi Courtyard, a bright light flashed in front of Xu Feng's eyes.