At this time, at a position of more than ten zhang above the Tianxin Dojo, Zhou Wujian and several elders were standing on a huge fan blade, this fan was strange, with the ability to conceal its whereabouts, although it was only a dozen zhang away, no one found this fan.

"Lao Ye, your disciple has some skills, and his swordsmanship is small, so he looks a little similar to you. Zhou Wujian stroked his beard with one hand, looked sideways at the old man beside him, and said with a smile.

"It's still far away!But it shouldn't be difficult to beat this kid, if I really find out that he stole my Dengyun Deer, if I don't die, I have to let him shed his skin!" Ye Hongming looked at the black-robed young man who retreated with a sword below, and said sharply.

At this time, a red light on the horizon pierced the sky and went straight to the treasure fan!

"Old Yetou! I heard you farting from afar! Why? Do you want to embarrass my good apprentice? Ask me first if I will agree!" The treasure fan shook suddenly, and in Zhou Jingyan's cannibalistic gaze, Lei snorted wildly, and slipped around to Zhou Wujian's side.

"Isn't it just a broken fan, stingy. Lei muttered wildly and looked at the arena below: "My apprentice really has a long face for me! I've only been here for a few days, so I'll do such a big thing! I have the demeanor of a teacher! Hahahaha!"

Looking at the gloomy faces of the old man Ye and his sister on the left, Zhou Wujian sighed: "You were beaten into a dead dog by dozens of people back then, if I hadn't rescued you, there would be no one left, so don't put gold on your face." ”

Lei Crazy listened, laughed louder, and didn't have a trace of embarrassment.

"Hey, this ginger year is a bit interesting. A lean elder with a slightly hunched back snorted softly, but it attracted the attention of the elders.

The two figures on the dojo below, one black and one white, flew out upside down after a violent collision.

The white figure's clothes were slightly disheveled, there was a sword mark on the left side of his waist, and the pitch-black wound was faintly scarlet.

On the black side, the situation is much worse. The hair is scattered, there are no less than seven or eight wounds around the body, and the jade body has no way to resist the opponent's sword, but fortunately, the physical body has strong control, and none of the wounds are bleeding.

"Old Jiang, my spiritual power is not enough, if I continue like this, I will have no spirit to use after a few more moves!" The pain caused by the sword sores did not affect Jiang Nian in the slightest, and the gradual depletion of the spiritual power in his body made him very anxious!

"Do you feel it? After the collision just now, how is the meridian refining in the dantian?" Old Jiang did not answer Jiang Nian's question, but was concerned about the refining of the meridians.

Jiang Nian pondered for a moment, and then said, "It's almost finished refining! The cultivation has been loosened, and after the quenching, you will definitely be able to enter the fifth level of condensation!"

"Okay! This will be the first time you have advanced in battle! At the moment of breakthrough, there will be a big surge of spiritual power, at that moment, theoretically you can use spiritual power without restrictions, and the limit of use depends on your meridian endurance, and the winner will be decided there!"

"Bell!"

The corners of Jiang Nian's mouth were bleeding, his right arm trembled slightly, and the sword painted by Su was sometimes heavy and sometimes light, sometimes fast and sometimes slow, which made people unguardable. If it weren't for the foundation of the jade body, the ordinary monk would have fallen to the ground.

After continuous combat, the flames on the flame sword in his hand seemed to be a little dim, Jiang Nian's eyes froze, and he forcibly raised a breath of aura, and the sword suddenly burst into flames!

"The second style of Yanhong, the Flame Changhong!"

This move Jiang Nian is quite difficult to promote, using the state of the third-style flame sword to strengthen the second-style Changhong, which is the unique combat method of "Yanhong Nine Styles"!

From the beginning, the flame sword in his hand poured blazing flames, and with the elevation of Jiang Nian's figure, a unique flame rainbow rose in the dojo!

Su Huayin pinched continuously, the flying sword in his hand flashed, and the sword qi burst out as his body danced rapidly, and the continuous sword qi formed a sword cloud in the air, and the killing intent was awe-inspiring under the gentleness!

"Lingyun swordsmanship, Izumo!"

This trick once made Jiang Nian suffer a big loss, and in the end he couldn't crack it, so he had to rely on his body to resist. If it weren't for the first layer of the Jade Body Battle, Jiang Nian had no doubt that he would be cut into slices of meat by the fierce sword qi!

The scorching sword qi was like a bull, rushing directly into the cloud of sword qi like a horse, and the sound of sonorous collisions was endless! Soon, the flame-shaped sword qi was weak, and it quickly dissipated, Jiang Nian withdrew his sword and returned to defense, and there was a burst of pain on his body, and his clothes were broken. Jiang Nian knew that he had failed again in this move.

The figure was embarrassed by the Dao Dao sword qi, and Jiang Nian was like a wounded beast, prostrate on the ground, gasping violently.

"Lei Mania, you are dying in vain, why don't you go down to help you? I heard that you gave him all the suzerain orders, such a good seedling can't die here! Don't worry, we won't laugh at you!" Ye Hongming tilted his head, glanced at Lei Mad obliquely, and said provocatively.

Lei Mad surprisingly didn't laugh out loud, his eyes locked on Jiang Nian, who was lying on the ground, and said seriously in an urn voice: "I believe that he will not let me down, I believe in my vision." ”

Zhou Wujian glanced at Lei Mad and turned his gaze to the dojo. All the elders were looking forward to the moment when Jiang Nian stood up, and the victory or defeat was in sight.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"

Suddenly three sword qi shot out from the sky above the dojo, and in the blink of an eye, the sword qi turned into a thousand to form three sword curtains, isolating the flames on both sides, leaving only the side of the thunder madness unobstructed......

Jiang Nianfei stepped back, sat cross-legged in front of more than 100 weapons, and exercised his strength to regulate pranayama and stabilize his realm.

After venting, Jiang Nian not only did not feel tired, but felt refreshed, and the tempering of the meridians in his body seemed to be much faster.

The flame raged for a long time, this flame had no roots, and without Jiang Nian's presiding, it was slowly extinguished soon.

After combing the spiritual power in his body, Jiang Nian nodded with satisfaction, this harvest is not small. Just when he was full of joy, a black and red figure appeared beside Jiang Nian with bursts of fleshy fragrance.

"I'll kill you a rebel! Do you know that you almost lost your beloved master! Let you play with fire, let you play with fire!" Jiang Nian's brain was buzzed by a big hand like a thunderous fan.

Jiang Nian looked up while dodging, at this time, where was the chic and uninhibited of the past, the red beard had become a black beard, and the robe could no longer be seen in its original appearance, and his face was pitch black, like a black blacksmith who hit the iron and blow the furnace in the mortal world.

Jiang Nian was slightly stunned, his mind seemed to fluctuate a little, and then he knelt down suddenly, hugging Lei Mad's thighs and crying!

"Master, the disciples are so miserable! The people in the Temple of Asking the Heart have framed me! They say that I stole Elder Ye's Dengyun Deer and Elder Zhou's Hundred Flowers Brew! They want to take me indiscriminately, how can the disciples be arrested with their hands, and I can't tell if I have a hundred mouths when I enter the spiritual prison! It doesn't matter if the disciples die, but they have tarnished the reputation of the master, and it is said that Elder Lei taught a thief, and it is difficult for the disciples to die!"

Thunder heard this violently, and he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart. In the end, he not only maintained the dignity of the teacher, but also raised the prestige of my family with a hundred battles!

Such a disciple, how can I lose him! One person holds a sword and a thousand people in the inner gate besiege him! I really think that I am a thunder madman and is easy to bully!

Thunder rises from the ground!

"Where is the person on duty in the Hall of Inquiry!" Thunder Mania's thunderous voice instantly shocked the audience!

Soon, two trembling figures walked out from the back of the crowd, it was Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

"What evidence do you have to prove that I committed a theft in vain?" Thunder's razor-sharp gaze made the two of them tremble in fright.

"Elder Qiyu, it was Zhang Wuxian who entered the inner gate with Jiang Nian said. Jiang Nian chased and killed him to the Asking Heart Palace, I waited for the two of them to make a move, and asked the elder Mingjian!" Zhao Hu trembled for a long time before he clarified the ins and outs.

"Where is Zhang Wuxi!" "Lei Mad shouted again.

A short and fat figure in the crowd had already been prepared, and suddenly flew out at this time: "Disciple Zhang Wuji, I have seen Elder Lei. ”

"Let me ask you, what evidence do you have to prove that Jiang Nian stole it?" Lei Mad looked at Zhang Wuxian and asked.

"The disciple has never said anything about Brother Jiang's theft! Elder Mingjian!" Zhang Wuxian looked dazed and hugged his fists.

Lei Mad narrowed his eyes slightly, and turned to look at Zhang Long and Zhao Hu.

After that, he undressed and examined his injuries on the spot, and there was no scar on his body. There are even several disciples surnamed Lu from the outer gate, describing the previous situation and follow-up of Jiang Nian's entry, and after some corroboration, Zhang Long and Zhao Hu's faces were as pale as dirt.