Everyone watched Mu Zifeng, who was dressed in white and had a sect master's disciple token on his waist, walk out.

The expression froze.

The white-clothed disciple was surprised and said, "Isn't he an ordinary disciple, how did he become a sect master disciple again?"

The disciples in Tsing Yi snorted coldly and mocked in unison: "What about the sect master disciple, he is still a disciple of the main peak, and in front of our Senior Brother Jiang, he is just a waste." ”

Mu Zifeng ignored the words of these people, the main one was this man with a cold face and a trace of sword intent exuding from his body.

I thought to myself: This is a big enemy, I haven't come here yet, and I don't have much confidence in defeating him.

Walking up to Ling Ya's side, he showed a reassuring smile.

He smiled at the man in front of him and said, "You are his brother, are you here today to find justice for him?"

The man nodded.

Mu Zifeng chuckled and said, "It seems that it is, so how do you want to be fair to him, do you think he is a person worthy of your doing?"

"Nothing is worth it, no matter whose fault it is, he is my brother, and the person who hurt him, I should make that person pay. ”

glanced at the token on Mu Zifeng's waist, and said solemnly: "No matter what the identity of that person is." ”

Mu Zifeng shook his head and sighed: "It seems that there is nothing to say, but compared to your unsuccessful brother, you are very good." ”

The man's expression remained unchanged, and he replied: "Thank you, if you teach him a lesson, I won't trouble you, but you are too ruthless." ”

After taking a few careful glances at Mu Zifeng, he continued: "You have just broken through the seventh level of Qi training, you are not my opponent, I will give you time to stabilize your cultivation, and in half a month, you and I will fight in Wutai, if you lose, I will let you suffer the same pain as Yibing, and let you apologize to him, if you win, I Jiang Yifan will be at your disposal." ”

Mu Zifeng said with a smile: "Then if I win and let you kill your brother, will you do it?"

Jiang Yifan shook his head and said seriously: "No, but I will kill myself and exchange my life for his life." ”

Mu Zifeng shook his head and said: "You are a man, if your brother is the same as you, how can I attack her, I won't do anything to you if I win, you can ask Jiang Yibing to apologize to my senior sister, if I lose, just do what you say." The time does not take half a month, seven days is enough. ”

Jiang Yifan didn't ink either, so he answered.

was about to leave, but the disciple in Tsing Yi spoke: "Senior Brother Jiang, you can't give him a chance like this, you can do it now, think about it, Senior Brother Yibing is still in pain." ”

Jiang Yifan glared at the man who spoke, and said coldly: "It is because of you people that Yibing has become like this, I have been cultivating and neglecting to discipline him on weekdays, this time I will discipline him well and stay away from you people." ”

Then he turned and left.

The man who was said muttered: "Isn't it just to cultivate to a high point, what to pretend, wait for Lao Tzu to beat you, beat you down, kneel there like me begging for mercy." ”

The others heard it, looked at the fool and looked at him, and the ridicule floated on his face, but there were no words.

People glanced at Mu Zifeng, and someone said: "I'm looking forward to it, in front of more than 100 disciples in seven days, including many female disciples, your place has been cut off, tsk, think about that picture, it's comfortable." ”

Mu Zifeng smiled, watched the group of Tsing Yi disciples leave, and thought: A bunch of salted fish can also use the power of the tongue, useless.

Leaving those white-clothed disciples, they looked at each other, looked at Ling Ya and Mu Zifeng, imagining what they had just said, neither to leave nor to stay.

Ling Ya shouted angrily: "Why are you still staying, you are still waiting for your junior brother to be beaten, you don't leave yet, you don't need to cultivate." ”

A disciple walked out and explained: "Senior Sister Ling Ya, we didn't know just now, he is our junior brother, and he has already practiced Qi seven times at such a young age, and the junior brothers and disciples are also telling the truth just now, and I hope that senior sister and junior brother, don't blame us." ”

"yes, yes. ”

Everyone looked at Mu Zifeng, hoping that he could help them talk, Mu Zifeng saw that their eyes moved to him, and he looked up at the blue sky and white clouds, which had nothing to do with him.

He is not a saint, so why should he speak well of such people.

"There is also a face to say, now I know why our main peak has not been completed like this, it's all because you idle people have nothing to do, you don't cultivate well, you watch jokes all day long, and when you see the people of Sword Peak bullying your own junior brothers, you gloat, get out, I'm upset when I look at you. ”

Seeing that Ling Ya was really angry, everyone hurriedly apologized, and when they saw Ling Ya ignoring them, they left in a gloomy manner.

Seeing them leaving, Mu Zifeng and Ling Ya returned to the Dao House to prepare for the competition seven days later, but Ling Ya believed in Mu Zifeng, because he was full of incredibleness, and since he dared to agree, he must be sure of victory.

But he was wrong, it was difficult for Mu Zifeng to win against Jiang Yifan without using his evil force, he was a fierce opponent.

On the way out of the white-clothed disciple, someone in the crowd said angrily: "Isn't it just the sevenfold practice of qi, looking at his arrogant appearance, there is no one in his eyes, the sect master actually accepts such a disciple." ”

The other person echoed: "Yes, there is also that Ling Ya, she is beautiful on weekdays, and he has always regarded him as the goddess in his heart, looking at it like that, she definitely has a leg with the surname Mu, what kind of garbage thing, if it weren't for the daughter of the sect master, just like Jiang Yibing, she would have been someone else's plaything, what can be pretended, really." ”

One of them said with a sneer: "Why should we be angry, someone will teach him a lesson in seven days, think about it, Ling Ya looked at his Xiao Qinglang, in front of the public, was cut down by Jiang Yifan, he can still be angry, then he is not heartbroken." ”

"Yes, just that little white face, if it weren't for having a good face to seduce Ling Ya, he is worthy of the disciple of the sect master, how could he fight with Jiang Yifan, now I think of his last arrogant eyes, I am still disgusted. ”

"I look like the savior of the main peak, I'm sorry, Senior Brother Zhang Ziyuan is a hundred times stronger than him, Ling Ya is also blind, Senior Brother is so good to him, and he is humble and polite, he is actually with such a little white face, this world. ”

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Everyone said that Mu Zifeng and Ling Ya were extremely unbearable all the way.

Ling Yuchen's house was in the courtyard of Ling Ya, he had been observing in the house with his divine sense, and he had heard the words of the main peak disciple later, and he was very disappointed in his heart, and sighed.

It was for the sake of the decisive battle with the Fire Burning Sect that I didn't care about them, but I didn't expect them to become like this, and I felt a little ashamed of these disciples in my heart, on the day of the decisive battle with the Fire Burning Sect, they had little chance of surviving. However, this time Jiang Yifan made him appreciate a lot, it turned out that there were also sensible people in Sword Peak, but I didn't pay much attention to the disciples of Sword Peak on weekdays.

It's been an eventful and stormy time, and this sect is about to collapse, and I'll be able to see her soon.

Xiaoya, I'm sorry, but I believe Mu Zifeng can take care of you. I can see that he is a man of great kindness and faith.

Rouyan, this time I will avenge you, and then I will go to you and leave you alone for so many years.

The words that once depended on each other sounded in Ling Yuchen's heart.

smiled freely, there are not many nostalgia things in the world, but she is ashamed of a woman, but she has her own way to go, and Mu Zifeng is worth entrusting.

He can take Ling Ya to the landscape in a chic manner, but he can't, he is a man, he has to do death, even if this thing will die, he has to do it.

Mu Zifeng was in the room and took out a book of swordsmanship and body technique, both of which he had to master in seven days.

'Catkins Drifting', 'Phantom Ten Swords'.

For seven days, Ling Ya didn't see Mu Zifeng, and he had been concentrating on practicing by a lake in the mountain behind the main peak for the past seven days.

Seven days have finally been completed, and the cultivation has been stabilized. Mu Zifeng returned to the courtyard and thought: This can only be the case, seven days is still too little, take a good rest first, tomorrow will be a fierce battle.

On the second day, the competition platform was surrounded by disciples early, waiting for this competition that had no suspense in their hearts.

Jiang Yifan stood on the stage, his eyes closed, the sword still on his back, and waited quietly for Mu Zifeng.

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