"Zhao Hanlou!"

The black-clothed man Yu Qianrou's gaze instantly condensed on the figure that had just appeared, and he hadn't even noticed Zhao Hanlou's arrival before, which showed that Zhao Hanlou's progress over the years had far surpassed him. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Yu Qianrou," Zhao Hanlou's face was indifferent as usual, as if he had seen a stranger, "I think who is messing around here, it turns out to be you." What's the matter? Come to my Jiuyang Sword Valley for a long time, then you have to study hard. ”

Zhao Hanlou deliberately teased Yu Qianrou with his angry way of speaking, only to see Yu Qianrou's face darkened. And the disciples on the side of the surrounding Jiuyang Sword Valley couldn't help but rejoice when they saw that Zhao Hanlou was coming, as if Zhao Hanlou was their symbol, as long as there was him, everyone would be extraordinarily confident.

"Zhao Hanlou, you are too much!" Yu Qianrou gritted her teeth and said hatefully, but she didn't dare to deal with Zhao Hanlou directly, looking at her appearance, she seemed to be a little afraid of Zhao Hanlou...

"Am I excessive?"

Zhao Hanlou's eyes lit up, and his gaze pierced through the barriers like a sharp sword, shooting into the other party's heart, "I haven't said you yet, but you asked about the sin first." This game was originally unfair to the disciples of my sect, and it was impossible to compare it to using yin tricks. Hehe, but I'm not surprised, it's your style. ”

Bang!

Finally, Yu Qianrou couldn't help it!

humiliated him so much in public, even if he was inferior to the other party, he still had to take action!

"Devour!" Yu Qianrou's hand was claw-shaped, and the whole person was like a black dragon, roaring and rushing towards Zhao Hanlou. The huge power of this black mang's giant dragon couldn't stop even the coercion on the immortal platform, and it rushed through the layers of waves and came to Zhao Hanlou in an instant.

"Hmph!" Zhao Hanlou snorted coldly, turning his sword into a sword, and only a silver light lit up in the void.

Suddenly, the swords carried by the surrounding disciples all emitted a loud sword groan, and under the continuous vibration, it was as if they had encountered the soul of ten thousand swords, shocking people's hearts.

Wherever the silver light goes, it is invincible.

The seemingly powerful black manggiant dragon was penetrated through its entire body by a little cold light, and the black dragon was shaken apart, turning into countless points of light and disappearing into space.

Suddenly, the cheers were thunderous. The disciples of the Martial Sect were deflated, and in their opinion, it was the coolest thing at the moment. What's more, this is still done by Zhao Hanlou, who rarely appears in the sect, over the years, the image of Zhao Hanlou's god of war has long been imprinted in the hearts of his disciples, and he is the idol and direction of many disciples, and it is most suitable for him to represent Jiuyang Sword Valley.

"Why, Yu Qianrou. The strength has not grown, and the temper has increased a lot. If you want to fight us, this is the most sacred place in my sect, and you can't do it here. Zhao Hanlou's momentum was like a sword, and his edge was directed at Yu Qianrou. Yu Qianrou was speechless by him, and could only stare at Zhao Hanlou with hatred for a while.

After all, her skills are not as good as others, and Yu Qianrou can only be passive all the time.

And among the rest of the rest of the Martial Sect, the little witch and Baguio are in the same lineup. Although they didn't want to see Martial Sect's reputation ruined, Yu Qianrou and Lin Feng's attitudes were too arrogant before, and now they suffered under Zhao Hanlou's hands. On the contrary, the second daughter had a feeling of happiness in her heart.

Under Zhao Hanlou's sharp edge, Yu Qianrou finally retreated. There's no way, who made Zhao Hanlou's strength so strong, if he continues to make trouble, I'm afraid that he will be the one who suffers.

Looking at Yu Qianrou, who had retreated into the ranks of the Martial Sect, an unprecedented smile appeared on Zhao Hanlou's face. It's just that this smile seems to Yu Qianrou, no matter how you look at it, it makes him feel blocked.

"Zhao Hanlou, I'll make you look good..."

After all, Yu Qianrou can only be ruthless in her heart.

Yu Qianrou's retreat also attracted the collective cheers of the disciples of Jiuyang Sword Valley, and even Yun Fan, who was under heavy pressure, couldn't help but feel a little faster in his blood, excited about his side's victory.

In a trance, Zhao Hanlou's gaze seemed to be cast. Yun Fan was surprised, but he still met his gaze.

Zhao Hanlou nodded lightly at him.

Yun Fan naturally responded with a smile, and at the same time thought in his heart, this Zhao Hanlou is not as cold as rumored by the outside world. Or did the last time I save his life work?

In any case, the friendship between Yun Fan and Zhao Hanlou and the two geniuses of Jiuyang Sword Valley was concluded.

"Everyone!"

Suddenly, Zhao Hanlou raised his sword finger in front of him and drank to everyone.

Everyone's eyes suddenly lit up, waiting for Zhao Hanlou's instructions.

"Boost Senior Brother Yunfan and ascend to Jiuyang Sendai!"

Suddenly, a general trend rose. At this moment, whether it is the Dao Sect or the Sword Sect, they will be indistinguishable from each other, in front of the Outer Sect, they are both disciples of Jiuyang Sword Valley!

"Momentum!"

Hundreds of people shouted in unison! The sound was like thunder and rumbling.

"Senior Brother Yunfan, for me Jiuyang Sword Valley, please take the stage!"

"Good!"

Yun Fan looked at the people who were pinching their sword fingers, and a strong sense of belonging was born in the ground. This is the scene that a united sect should have! In front of outsiders, we will always be the people of Jiuyang Sword Valley!

Rumble!

Without any hesitation, Yun Fan took three steps in a row and jumped straight to a higher step!

On the other side, Yun Fan's opponent, Lin Feng, who didn't know what was in his body, also looked excited. It's just that his excitement is very different from Yun Fan, if you look closely, you can see a strange red glow faintly appearing in his eyes. With the support of this demonic force, Lin Feng followed Yun Fan as if he had taken a great tonic, and continued to step up a higher step behind Yun Fan.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Hanlou just glanced at Lin Feng with disdain.

"Left ear on the side. ”

This sound was being heard by Yu Qianrou. Hmph, the left side of the door, then I'll let you see how good the side door is left!

Thundered!

In just a few breaths, the two of them had already raised the number of layers to four hundred and fifty layers. It's just that the price of taking the stage so quickly is too great, and the two of them turned pale with pale faces, and there were faint blood oozing from the corners of their mouths.

Airplanes!

Yun Fan gritted his teeth, and the Nirvana brand inside his body shone brightly. His whole body's qi and blood were surging, inspiring the revival of flesh and blood. At the same time, under the urging of Nirvana, the Bodhi seed inside his body also responded, and a faint green seeped out of his body, like a layer of light green gauze, just by taking a breath, people couldn't help but feel refreshed!

"Avenue of Life, Avenue of Heavenly Thunder, Avenue of Jiuyang..."

Seeing the three-color brilliance constantly circulating outside Yun Fan's body, even if he was a genius like Zhao Hanlou, he had to admire Yun Fan in his heart.

And in Yu Qianrou's eyes, this scene was like eating a piece of shit, and she couldn't say a word. Even he didn't see that Yun Fan, who was just at the peak of the flesh, could be so evil...

"This son will be a great disaster in the future..."

Yu Qianrou's eyes kept changing, and she didn't know what she was thinking in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, an hour passed slowly, and Yun Fan and Lin Feng had both reached the end of their crossbows. The gap was already very obvious, Yun Fan went straight up to the four hundred and fifty-eighth floor, while Lin Feng only went up to the four hundred and fifty-second floor. And the demonic power on Lin Feng's body was gradually fading, and looking at his appearance, even the four hundred and fifty-two layers were unstable.

Yun Fan stood on the high platform, turned around and looked at Lin Feng, and stood indifferently and silently.

"The winner has been decided. Zhao Hanlou's voice came out lightly, making Yu Qianrou, who was secretly scolding Lin Feng, face a little darker.

"Let's go!" Yu Qianrou jumped onto the high platform, grabbed Lin Feng, whose consciousness was already a little blurred, in her hand like catching a chicken, and disappeared here without stopping for half a minute.

In an instant, the Jiuyang Sword Valley disciple's side erupted in strong cheers. A crowd of people rushed forward in unison.

Yun Fan also secretly breathed a sigh of relief and slowly walked down the steps.

"Thank you. Looking at Zhao Hanlou's expressionless face in front of him, Yun Fan thanked him softly.

"The grace of saving my life last time..."Zhao Hanlou didn't finish speaking, but he was stopped by Yun Fan's gesture.

"That's the secret master who saved you, you don't really think it's my hand. Yun Fan laughed and mixed up the matter. Then, an empty ring appeared in his hand and handed it to Zhao Hanlou.

"This is..."Zhao Hanlou's gaze was attracted.

"Just a thank you. Yun Fan forcibly put the empty ring in Zhao Hanlou's hand, then laughed and rushed away from the crowd, pulling the little witch towards the bottom of Sendai.

Zhao Hanlou looked at the empty ring in his hand, a little stunned, not knowing whether to see what was inside. In the end, curiosity beat all. A hint of the spirit seeped into it...

"This..."

Zhao Hanlou looked up sharply into the distance, but Yun Fan and the little witch had long since disappeared.

Yun Fan's sunny smile appeared in his mind, and suddenly, Zhao Hanlou's face that had not changed for ten thousand years also showed a hint of a smile.

This kid, interesting...

After this battle, Yun Fan's name was completely spread throughout Jiuyang Sword Valley. And because Zhao Hanlou also helped him, the people in the Sword Gate also recognized him even more. This is also due to the fact that Zhao Hanlou has been famous in the Sword Sect for a long time, since the senior brothers in his own sect have all recognized it, what reason do the disciples in the sect have not to recognize it.

At this point, following the Jianmen Zhao Han Building, Daomen Yunfan seems to have become another symbol of Jiuyang Sword Valley.

......

There is no nail in the mountains, and the cold does not know the year

In the blink of an eye, time flies by in the palm of your fingers. The battle for the number of core disciples is also close at hand.

"Ten days to go. ”

Yun Fan, who was sitting in the Jiuyang Forging Tower, sighed softly.

"Boy, it's time to achieve the Golden Body of the Emperor Tower!" Ta Ling's voice sounded in Yun Fan's heart.

"Is it safe here?" Looking at the slightly cramped secret room around him, although it was still no problem to move around, it was too small to practice martial arts. Thanks to Zhao Hanlou for giving him so many sword points, otherwise he wouldn't even have such a small space.

Thinking of Zhao Hanlou's stubborn transfer of the sword point into his sword card, he wanted to laugh a little. In Zhao Hanlou's words at that time, since you can give me Feng Chi Meteorite Iron and Fire Plasma Marrow for nothing, what's wrong with me sending you some sword points. But this gift is not a problem, 200,000 swords are in hand...

With these 200,000 sword points, Yun Fan also chose the fusion location in the Jiuyang Forging Body Tower.

Here, he will completely merge with the nine-story demon tower and preliminarily cast the golden body of the emperor tower.

"You can put 10,000 hearts, and you won't leak your breath. Taling cheered in his heart.

Yun Fan nodded, but he was still a little nervous in his heart.

It was a matter of life and death, even though Taling had already given him 10,000 tickets. But he still doesn't feel at ease, after all, his life is his own, and who doesn't care about his own life.

"Let's get started!"

Yun Fan didn't think much about it anymore and sat cross-legged in the center of the secret room.

Slowly, his fingers were stained with a little golden light. The gold threads are interspersed and woven into ancient characters, and the characters float in the air, gathering more and more...