Li Molan walked into the crowd, the people around him looked at him with complicated eyes, hostility, vigilance, kindness, hatred, jealousy, indifference, curiosity, and concern, complicated like a bowl of eight-treasure porridge with all the condiments, his eyes swept through the crowd, and saw Jun Buxie and the Spring and Autumn Four Guests, and also saw the smiling He Xingge and Qiu Mingshan junior brother Lu Yu, the third assassin in the hiding crowd, Hui Ye and Murong Yuluo, and others avoided it after a slight contact with his gaze, and it seemed that he didn't even mean to say hello, he didn't mind, and finally set his eyes on the people of Daomen。 Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

When the genius insect master heard Shiyu, his eyes showed an interested look, while Annan, a coarse-clothed young man hidden in the crowd, had gloomy eyes and restrained killing intent.

He saw Wang He Wushuang and Paper Cherish, saw Zi Xiaoxiao, and naturally saw the conspicuous red, stepped forward, smiled, and was about to say something, but he remembered that this moment was a heaven sacrifice conference, and they were opponents of each other, not to mention that the Daomen master who didn't like him was probably looking at him coldly in the clouds, so he subconsciously stopped and changed directions.

Yu Huaji glanced at him deeply, with a unique meaning in her eyes, and then her gaze fell on the sea of clouds in the distance, the white sea of clouds spread to the end of the sky, and you could vaguely see the earth exposed in the gap between the clouds.

Footsteps sounded on the stone steps of the mountain road again.

Everyone looked at it, but saw that outside the Tianguan, there was a young scholar dressed in white like snow, holding a scroll with a quiet smile on his face, stepping up the stairs step by step, and slowly walked to the first day pass.

He Xingge, Lu Yu and other Qiu Mingshan disciples showed joy in their eyes, while the eyes of the others flashed with curiosity, respect and solemnity.

Ask any participant in the Heaven Sacrifice Conference who has the best hope of standing out among the thousands of cultivators, there is no doubt that they will answer Chen Bufan with three words, and at this moment, Senior Brother Qiu Mingshan will pass this mysterious first day pass, how many breaths will he pause?

With a gentle smile on his face, Chen Bufan slowly walked into Tianguan, walked towards Shiping, and gestured to Li Molan from a distance.

Pass the day.

He didn't pause.

Straight into the stone between the stone floors.

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"Senior brother, you have to avenge Senior Brother Qian. Before leaving, a Sword Pavilion disciple with a sad and angry face tightly clung to the placket of the sword madman Zhu Mingwen, who had been silent in the cultivation world for a long time, and the senior brother Qian in his mouth was bitten by the famous Wen Shiyu with countless insect swarms in the ring battle a few days ago, and now he is still unconscious, which makes the Sword Pavilion disciples who have always been sword hearts Ling Ran how can they swallow this evil breath? It's just that none of the disciples in the Sword Pavilion who participated in this Heaven Sacrifice Conference are Wen Shiyu's opponents, even if it is the famous sword madman Zhu Mingwen, the realm is only three back realms, how can he defeat the young insect master in the realm of the dragon's eye?

However, on the road to heaven, although there are other Sword Pavilion senior brothers, but no one is his opponent, this Sword Pavilion disciple is just grief and anger and has nowhere to speak, so he pinned all his hopes on the master of the sect, this Senior Brother Zhu, who is regarded as a personal disciple by the Sword Pavilion Pavilion, just wants to be able to raise his eyebrows for the Sword Pavilion, after all, the Sword Pavilion is also a famous faction, how can he tolerate his disciples being beaten like this? It is true that his skills are not as good as others, but why did the black-clothed young man act so viciously?

Zhu Mingwen's eyes are calm as water, he has not spoken to anyone for a long time, there is a sword grinding stone in the mountain behind the Sword Pavilion, and there are traces of sword intent left by the sword pavilion masters of the past dynasties on the sword grinding stone, for the people in the sword, there is the supreme holy land, since the Yubei Tomb was defeated by the sword idiot prince sword, Zhu Mingwen suddenly fell silent, and returned to the sword pavilion to sharpen the sword day and night, and even locked himself in the back mountain, and practiced the sword in retreat next to the sword grinding stone, and even the realm ascension stagnated, just to get the true understanding of the sword, to check and fill in the gaps in his kendo picture scroll, for nearly a year, he did not say a word to anyone, eat and sleep next to the stone, a hundred times more bitter than an ascetic, the Sword Pavilion Master did not persuade him, no matter whether he asked or not, he just came out to answer questions and solve doubts when he was drilling the tip of the bull's horns, which allowed him to successfully break through the level before the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, and the way of the sword was refined again.

However, the cultivation of kendo cannot be reflected in cultivation, let alone many times...... The pressure brought by the suppression of the realm is far more than the attainment of enlightenment, and after being silent for so long, the forgetful and affectionate cultivators have long forgotten him, and now at the Heaven Sacrifice Conference, who would pay attention to a cultivator in the three realms? Even if it was a sword maniac who was once as famous as a sword idiot?

Zhu Mingwen's voice was hoarse, because he hadn't spoken for a long time, and even in the days he had been on the island, he hadn't said a word, and his tone was very difficult: "I know." ”

He said that he knew, then he naturally knew.

The seriously injured Senior Brother Qian's skills are not as good as others, and it is normal to lose, but he deliberately injured himself, that is Wen Shiyu's fault, of course, with Wen Shiyu's character, he has never been taboo about right and wrong, and he has ignored the pressure of public opinion, and he is unruly to the extreme.

But Zhu Mingwen felt that what he did was wrong, and it was very serious, so he naturally wouldn't sit idly by, not to mention that the seriously injured person was still his junior brother, which had an emotional nepotism, even if he was not familiar with that Senior Brother Qian, but he was the sword maniac of the Sword Pavilion, and he would not turn a deaf ear to it.

His sword is so straight, just like his heart that doesn't hit the south wall and doesn't look back, who can stop him from avenging his junior brother?

Dressed in the most ordinary Sword Pavilion disciple clothes, Zhu Mingwen carried the scabbard containing the Dragon Yin Sword behind him, his expression was neither sad nor joyful, there was no anger towards Wen Shiyu, no nervousness about the road to heaven, as long as the Dragon Yin Sword was in his body, there was nothing that could make him feel pressure.

Standing at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain, he left the crowd where the disciples of the Sword Pavilion were, and walked towards the shadows at the foot of the Tianshan Mountain in full view of the other cultivators, no one paid attention to him, and he did not have any shocking actions, he walked forward calmly, and when he reached the foot of the empty and uninhabited Tianshan Mountain, as if he was in the Nine Shadows Abyss, he raised his head, looked at the unreachable Tianshan Mountain into the sky, and muttered to himself: "Holding the sword to the Nine Heavens, he lied when he was a child, and today it has come true." ”

The wind blew, and his rigid expression finally loosened a little, revealing an imperceptible faint smile, and the dragon sword kept shaking in the scabbard, as if a real dragon was about to be born.

"Ascending to the sky. ”

He walked forward, only on the stone steps of the Tianshan Mountain Road, the first day pass was already hidden above the clouds, no wonder it was called the Tianguan, is it above the nine heavens, Zhu Mingwen took a deep breath, and strode upward, the speed was not fast, but it was like Tianpeng spreading his wings, and the steps under his feet were like the wind and shadows, all the way to the sky.

At the Tianguan, several people paused.

His sword heart was transparent, he was not afraid of the environment, he forcibly broke into the heavenly pass, and drank the word "broken" in his mouth, and he actually slashed the illusory shadow with infinite sword intent.

Where is the Tianguan Illusion Realm so easy to slash? Forcibly slashing the Illusion Realm, in the end, it made him spit out a mouthful of blood.

He wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, his expression was as usual, but his sword intent was even better!

He slashed the heavens and closed the illusion realm, and raised the sword heart?!

Crazy?Or is it really dying?!(To be continued.) )