Chapter 285: Touching and Fighting
Just when Lingxi felt that Yan Yuanhong was cold-blooded, the surrounding atmosphere became lively, and more and more words appeared.
"Don't talk nonsense, since the lord is still willing to take out the spirit weapon, we are willing to accept it, but who is this spirit weapon going to give to?" Fei Yan, the leader of the beggar gang, got up and glanced at everyone and said.
As soon as these words came out, although some people were still whispering, but gradually even such voices disappeared, no one spoke anymore, and everyone's eyes revealed a little speculation and vigilance.
"Since no one spoke, I took it. Anyway, I have the most to lose in this incident, and it is natural for us to deserve it. Fei Yan said loudly with a sigh of relief.
"You fart!" Rao is words angered many people, but Bao Lin was the most unconvinced among them.
After a while, the two of them just quarreled, but Lingxi's attention was not here.
"Master, did the lord really kill his brother?" Lingxi said as he looked at Bai Junqian, his expression slightly stiffened.
"I'm not sure for a teacher. Bai Junqian replied in a low tone, and then turned his gaze to the Sect Master of the Great Sea, carefully observing his expression.
Lingxi lowered his head and said after a while: "I didn't expect the lord of this family to treat his own brother like this."
"It's not impossible. Chang Yuechen replied, and then looked at Yan Yuanhong's eyes full of disgust, "It looks like a dog, but I didn't expect it to be a beast guy, it should be said that he was a beast from the beginning, otherwise he wouldn't have created such a big conspiracy." β
"We have to be careful with this person too. Xin had a white face, and his eyes were terrifyingly bright, but he was very nervous.
At the same time, the Haohai Sect Master also noticed Bai Junqian and his group and began to approach him.
In the end, they stood together with Bai Junqian, and saw Bai Junqian's vigilance against him, and before Bai Junqian could speak, the Haohai Sect Master patted Bai Junqian on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, it's not what you think." β
"What do you mean?" Lan Huanxi asked.
"He's not dead. Haohai Sect Master said these words lightly, his expression seemed a little helpless, "It's better to tell the lord to let you know first, but it's a pity that the kid doesn't listen to persuasion......"
Before he finished speaking, he seemed to notice the problem with his words, and coughed twice and did not continue.
"I'm here. β
In the next moment, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in Lingxi's ears, but there was something different.
Lingxi turned around quickly, but he saw Yan Shenhan wearing a mask, but judging from his posture, it didn't seem to be.
"Are you...... "She asked tentatively.
Who knows, the person wearing the mask nodded, Lingxi quickly distanced himself from him, Bai Junqian also reached out and grabbed Lingxi's hand, and when Yan Guangsheng wanted to reach out and hold Lingxi, he was slapped by the Haohai Sect Master, whispering, but his tone was very angry, and said: "You actually dare to come out now, aren't you afraid of death?"
"I ......" Yan Guangsheng just wanted to refute, but after discovering the eyes gathered around him, he completely changed his speaking posture: "I'm just here to see." β
The Haohai Sect Master was speechless, and Bai Junqian was already dumbfounded.
Hua Wei Immortal looked calm, then glanced at the blood stains on the ground, and then looked at Yan Guangsheng and asked, "What's going on?"
"Our lord is not so cold-blooded......" Haohai Sect Master deliberately stopped and didn't speak, just cast a deep look at Yan Yuanhong, and then sighed lowly, "Who made the real person behind the scenes disappear, the person who was killed in front was a person named Qianmian Langjun." β
Lingxi paused and said, "Then who is the person who died now?"
"A death row inmate. Yan Guangsheng replied with great interest towards Lingxi, a smile on his face.
At the same time, the quarrel in front of them was getting louder and louderβ
"Fei Dabeard, what do you mean?" By now, Bao Lin had already blushed with anger.
Literally. Fei Yan played with the bamboo pole in his hand, with an understatement on his face.
That Bao Lin immediately stood up from the chair, took out a two-foot-long ring ruler with a brush, pointed the tip of the knife at Fei Yan and said, "Fei Dabeard, if you don't make it clear to me today, I won't finish with you today." β
Fei Yan shook the bamboo pole in his hand, and then got up coldly.
Not only that, but the disciples of the various families standing behind them also showed their talents, seeing that the two were about to fight, but no one persuaded them to fight.
In fact, in the current situation, Bai Junqian also knows why this is happening.
First, that Yan Yuanhong threw out the bait of the spirit weapon, and then these sects naturally flocked to it, but the result was that they would definitely quarrel.
Speaking of which, what Yan Yuanhong wants to see is probably such a scene.
In this way, these new sects can also provoke contradictions between them, and then let them weaken each other, and there is no need for Yan Yuanhong to personally care about anything or plan something.
"You're talking about it again?"
"If you don't have the ability, don't rob us, let's go home and farm slowly, and go back to that mountain col. Fei Yan said with a glare.
Na Bao Lin was also angry, and said: "Where can you go, it's just a group of beggars who ask for food." β
The further he said, the more Fei Yan heard that the people around him began to laugh at him, so this kind of taking also made his face red, and with a flick of his wrist, the bamboo pole was stuck like a swimming dragon, pointing directly at the Tan Middle School of Bao Lin.
That Bao Lin is a faction to stop, naturally he is also a non-idle person, the strain is extremely old-fashioned, the side of the body waved the knife lightly, the wrist flipped, and slashed diagonally.
That Fei Yan's change of tricks was even faster, a small step to give way, a jump, is a bamboo pole directly hit the head of the Bao Lin, the Bao Lin also reacted, quickly retracted the knife, but it was a move to lead the thunder to catch up.
With a "dang" sound, the two of them had enough aura, and their weapons collided together, but they quickly separated, each took a few steps back, and glared angrily.
In the eyes of others, this is just a blink of an eye, and those who are poor in cultivation even feel that there is a flower in front of them, but in fact, the two of them have already dismantled three moves, and they are worthy of being the masters of this faction.
"Slowly, slowly. The round sail jumped between the two of them in an instant, "Brother Fei and Brother Bao are a little restless, it's just a discussion, why do you want to do it because of a small quarrel?"
This round sail said something to calm people down, and it seems that his figure is also very obvious, if these two people want to fight, he will also do it.
Compared to those two, his cultivation is definitely above them, and those two people also know it.
Guo Tuo also stood up and said, "The two of you better stop, I haven't experienced something like that a few days ago, both of them must still be injured, so don't continue to fight." β
The number of people in Fei Yan's gang is very dominant, and although it is not to say how high the cultivation is, it is definitely good.
That Bao Lin knew that his sect's sword skills were exquisite, but in fact, he also knew that he couldn't get anything good in that Fei Yan, not to mention that he was so humiliating just now, and he was in the past, and he didn't stop dying.
Compared with the two, since it is not cost-effective to fight hard, he said angrily: "That's it, what I just said was a bit excessive, I'm sorry, today is to sell the Yuanfan Sect Master and that Guo Tuo to save face, don't worry about you." β
That Fei Yan naturally thought the same way, and after snorting coldly, he arched his hand at the Round Sail Sect Master and sat back.
The Yuanfan Sect Master also sat back, but Guo Tuo spoke again: "Everyone, since we all want this spirit weapon, we might as well have a competition." Of course, if we start a rash fight like we did just now, it will also seem that we are not of character enough. Those of us who are not literati don't have to make so many demands, and there are so many verbal battles, so it would be good to have a formal and fair competition. β
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