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Bi Yunfeng, who had no trace of blood, ran for his life.

No. Definitely not. Absolutely not. He cultivated hard, how could he not even be defeated by a twelve-year-old boy.

Last time, on the main peak, it was a sudden attack and killing, and it was still understandable that it was defeated. What is the explanation this time?

From his throat down to his heart, five blood-drenched scars, like waves of heart-rending pain, reminded him again and again that this was not an illusion, but could not be more real.

Talking about Weiran is a sevenfold person, and he is a threefold mystery. Once again, he was defeated and wounded.

Cultivation is cultivation, and skill is skill. Together, the real strength is the party. Bi Yunfeng understood this truth, and he also saw the Heavenly Sect pass the people in the realm and beat the Tongxuan Realm all over the ground to find teeth.

The only thing he didn't think about, never thought about. One day, this will happen to him. He had always believed that he was the latter.

Tan Weiran's hatred was monstrous, and he was not in a hurry to kill Bi Yunfeng, but chased coldly all the way, and chased after him. erupted from time to time, catching up and forward, adding new injuries to Bi Yunfeng, who was fleeing with his head down.

The blood was dripping, slipping all the way, and spilling countless times. Bi Yunfeng had an extremely miserable shape, and after entering the realm of Xingtian Sect, there were more and more disciples, attracting many people's sideways.

From occasionally seeing three or five disciples walking together, gradually there are more disciples on the road. Among them, there were many disciples who saw Yongfeng, and most of them were indifferent, and even looked at the embarrassed Bi Yunfeng with hatred, but no one came to help.

What is particularly ridiculous is that Bi Yunfeng ran wildly all the way, and there were not many Yongfeng disciples on the way, but he didn't even recognize any of them. It can be seen how unpopular this person is, and how different his popularity is. In the eyes of all the disciples, this scene was completely pitiful and hateful.

Tan Weiran smiled lightly, and flew and hung without hurrying. Those hatreds and even the urge to kill appeared again and again in his heart, and he just wanted to step forward and crush Bi Yunfeng's Heavenly Spirit Cover with one move.

Until he met someone, Bi Yunfeng's cry for help in his throat changed, and he shouted: "Brother Guan, help me quickly." ”

Seeing this, this person shouted: "Who are you who dare to hunt down and kill my Xingtian Sect disciple...... Ah, flutter!"

Before this person's drink was finished, Tan Weiran's erratic figure reappeared again, raising a golden glow that swept through the person's chest, bringing out a puddle of blood. With a flying leg, he kicked the man into the trunk of a tree, and fainted on the spot.

This person could stop him a little, and Bi Yunfeng had already fled away.

Tan Weiran coldly: "If you escape from my hands today, then I will stand still and let you kill a hundred times." These words really unreservedly swayed the killing intent that had accumulated in his heart.

It's not an oath, it's a vow.

Bi Yunfeng only felt a chill rise from the bottom of his heart, spreading to his internal organs, as if all the blood had been frozen, and his body couldn't help but shiver violently like never before.

Don't say that Bi Yunfeng is not stupid, no matter how stupid he is, he will definitely be able to hear the murderous intent of talking about it. A real, visceral fear, which finally spread to the body and mind, finally began to feel fear, and roared hysterically: "Who are you, why are you bent on killing me!"

"I'm from the Nine Shades of Yellow Spring. The conversation was not clear, and the voice seemed to come from the ghost domain, and the darkness was endless: "I'll take revenge!"

Bi Yunfeng breathed heavily, wondering if there was too much blood or the fear that made his heart shrink. He looked back in a trance, and what he saw was not a short boy, but a Huangquan demon wrapped in monstrous blood waves.

The breath of death passed by again and again, and Bi Yunfeng was about to go crazy: "You dare to kill me, my father is the general of the Northwest Road of Dazhao, and my mother is the daughter of An Guogong." If you dare to kill me, my parents will not let you go!"...,

Tan Weiran roared wildly, murderously: "Don't worry, I will definitely send your father and mother down to accompany you!"

At this time, I saw Yongfeng in sight.

Bi Yunfeng was ecstatic, rushed through the gate of Jianyongfeng Mountain, turned around and laughed fiercely: "Boy, this is the realm of Jianyongfeng, who dares to spread wild here." When I tell the first one, I will personally kill you, a dead. ”

Tan Weiran didn't say a word, and watched Bi Yunfeng rush up the mountain. Holding back the surging killing intent, he hugged his fists at the two disciples of Yongfeng who were guarding the mountain gate, and said: "I am talking about Xingfeng before I see it, and I came to see Yongfeng to get people." ”

"Please inform, please give way. ”

Tan Weiran smiled, Sven was polite. The two disciples looked at each other, and laughed loudly with unkind faces, as if they had heard the funniest joke in the world, and they leaned back and laughed together: "Hahaha, you, you came to us to arrest people." ”

"Hahaha. See the disciples of Sex Peak, come to us to see Yongfeng and arrest people. The two of them laughed so hard that they couldn't stop laughing: "Seeing what kind of thing Xingfeng is, dare to come and arrest people." You dare to ask us to give way, this kid has a bad brain. ”

Tan Weiran said indifferently: "My brain is not bad. ”

"It's called, salute first and then soldier. ”

When the two disciples of Yongfeng burst into laughter, they found that the handsome child in front of them suddenly disappeared, and suddenly appeared close at hand, lifting their hands and falling.

A child dares to do something with us. The two men were contemptuous, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into panic. The white and tender little hand fell, like a small mountain smashed on the body, and it couldn't be resisted.

As soon as the two looked at each other, they were beaten and hung unconscious on the mountain gate. It's hard to imagine that with this little ability, you still have the heart to despise others.

Tan Weiran raised his head to look up at the majestic Jianyong Peak, gently soothed his fingers, tilted his head and grinned, and said to himself: "Killing people on Jianyong Peak? ”

Seeing this handsome young man, he really raised his legs and took the first step towards Yongfeng.

Several disciples who saw this scene on the side were all taken aback, and suddenly exploded: "This young man who saw the peak of the sex really dared to make a move in the peak of the brave, wouldn't that be looking for death." ”

"This young man is really a disciple of the Sex Peak, why did I hear that there are only four disciples of the Sex Peak, if he is pretending, will he be an enemy outside the sect?"

"Don't you know, I saw that Xingfeng newly included a disciple, and I heard that he was eleven or twelve years old, so he couldn't fake it. ”

"Hehe, the boy is ignorant, and when he is beaten and thrown down, he will know that it is terrible. Seeing that Yongfeng has the most disciples in our sect, where can he be easily provoked. ”

"Hey, which side are you on? Seeing that Yongfeng's gang are all brave and ruthless, they are rampant and domineering, you haven't suffered from them, we have suffered. I wish this young man had a good look at Yongfeng. ”

"That's it, I'm just waiting for the results, maybe there's a good show. ”

............

As the disciples said, there are the most disciples of Yongfeng.

Before Tan Weiran came halfway up the mountain, several disciples came down together, and when they saw this, they shouted: "What kind of person dares to trespass into Jianyong Peak." ”

Before the words fell, he was hit by the heavy punch that Tan Weiran fell, and he rolled down one after another with a muffled scream like a gourd rolling on the ground.

The disciples were shocked and angry: "Who are you, dare to hurt people in Yongfeng when we see us, you don't want to live." As he spoke, they gathered around.

Tan Weiran flashed with cold light, like a ghost, left and right, in an instant, the light and shadow were heavy, and the brilliance of the dragon's claw hand obscured the daylight. I saw that everywhere the dragon claw hand went, blood burst out, and there was a bit of indescribable gorgeous beauty.

With a few moves, knock these people to the ground. Tan Weiran shook his hand, flicked the blood on his fingers, and shook his chic temperament, as if walking in his own yard, and continued to go up.

At this moment, several disciples who were talking and laughing saw Yongfeng coming down from above, and when they saw it, they jumped up and shouted: "What person, take him down." ”...,

Tan Weiran sneered, he didn't want to say much at all, he raised his hand and was an invincible dragon claw hand, and he showed it with one move, just like a five-clawed golden dragon flying through the clouds and choosing people to devour.

Bang!

One by one, the figures of Yongfeng's disciples flew around on the mountain road, or they were knocked to the ground.

A handsome young man with red lips and white teeth strolled towards the mountain like this, with a free breath falling like a cloud. Along the way, all the disciples who dared to shoot at him saw Yongfeng, and they were all separated by a touch, and blood immediately burst to the ground.

What is particularly shocking is that the cultivation of this handsome young man is only a human level, and along the way, almost most of the disciples of Yongfeng have cultivated above this, and they are still powerless to resist being beaten out of the air.

Seeing the disciples of Yongfeng flying in the sky blankly, lying on the ground. I can't figure out how a short boy with a pair of white and tender hands could have such a strong force and strength, and how he could knock them down one after another.

The young man, the hands, as if with a unique magic, gently lifted up and fell heavily. Every time it must be accompanied by a beautiful bright red flower, shining and showing off the extraordinary.

In Tan Weiran's powerful and skillful dragon claw hand and rich fighting experience, he saw Yongfeng's disciples fly up one by one like paper people, spill blood, and then fall.

All the way forward, all the way up. I thought, I dare, I can!

Wherever there is an obstacle, all of them will be ruthlessly overturned by Tan Weiran, and no one can be the enemy of unity. It is not long to say that it is not short, but it is not short that a section of mountain road has become an indelible painful memory for many disciples of Yongfeng.

"Ahh

The miserable voice of the good life rises and falls one after another on the mountain road of Jianyongfeng. All kinds of oops, oops, screams, and screams, wrapped in a unique rhythm, seem to be cicadas on the edge of a pond in summer.

The mountain road is long, and the handsome young man walks on it freely. The screams of one after another are intertwined into a unique rhythm in the air behind them.

Blue clothes, green belts, and small blood-colored hands.

A handsome boy who exudes persistence and fierceness.

Build a wonderful scene and engrave it on everyone's memory. In the brightness of a late summer, the splendid record of freehand paintings.

When Bi Yunfeng, who was halfway up the mountain, saw this scene, his stomach had a violent spasm that he had never had before, vomited all the bile, pointed at the young man, and roared wildly:

"Kill him, kill him, kill him!"