Sou~!!

Under Mo Changfenghao's defenselessness, the Giant Spirit Sword directly broke free from the restraints on his back and flew into Jian Chen's hands!

"Djinn Sword!"

Seeing that Jian Chen actually took away his sword directly, Mo Changfeng's eyebrows were furrowed and secretly unhappy, but he didn't do anything drastic, just watched quietly and waited.

Regarding Jian Chen's actions, Pang Tong watched with a smile on the side. And Qianyang was a little surprised, because in his impression, the master is calm when he encounters anything, indifferent to everything, how can the master be so out of shape today, could it be that there is something wrong with the sword of the junior brother?

I saw: Jian Chen stroked the body of the giant spirit sword with one hand, looking obsessed, and muttered to himself in a low voice: "What a giant spirit sword! Good sword! Good sword !......"

Mo Changfeng watched silently from the side, thinking about something in his heart.

Long

Jian Chen handed the Giant Spirit Sword back to Mo Changfeng's hand, with a little reluctance and apology: "Haha, the first time we met, it made the apprentice smile." As a teacher, he was drunk with swords all his life, and he was a little out of shape just now. ”

Looking at the smile on Jian Chen's face, Mo Changfeng was still silent. Suddenly, I saw his eyes flash, as if he had decided something.

The next moment, Mo Changfeng stepped forward, held the Giant Spirit Sword with both hands, and placed it in front of Jian Chen, and said very humbly: "Master, now that the disciple has joined the Sunset Sect, there is no longer the battle of the past; Today, the disciple is willing to dedicate this sword to the Master!"

As he spoke, Mo Changfeng held the Giant Spirit Sword in both hands, and looked at Jian Chen with sincere eyes.

Seeing Mo Changfeng's actions like this, a trace of surprise flashed in Jian Chen's eyes, and he seemed to be a little disgusted with Mo Changfeng's actions. However, when he saw the Giant Spirit Sword in front of him, his eyes were still full of excitement...

"This..."Jian Chen looked at the Giant Spirit Sword, wanting to reach out and hold it, but after thinking about something, he retracted his hand again.

"This..."Jian Chen reached out again and retracted again.

"This—" poked out again, retracted again.

After repeated hesitation, in the end, Jian Chen reached out and held the giant spirit in his hand.

At this moment, Pang Tong on one side frowned, and seemed to be a little unhappy: "Jian Chen, this is just a low-grade treasure, and you will receive the apprentice's things when you meet for the first time, which is not in line with your past habits!"

Jian Chen was trained by Pang Tong like this, and his handsome face immediately showed some crimson. But in the end, the excitement still suppressed the shame, and he explained excitedly on the side: "This giant spirit sword, Senior Brother Pang only knows one of them, but he doesn't know the other. Haha, senior brother will play a dumb riddle here first, and the junior brother will know how good it is in the future!"

"Oh, what is the mystery of this sword?" Pang Tong looked at the Giant Spirit Sword with a look of surprise on his face. However, after observing for a long time, he still couldn't figure out why, so he withdrew his gaze.

Jian Chen was excited for a long time before he put the giant spirit beside him and looked at Mo Changfeng with a smile on his face: "Apprentice, the first time we met as a teacher, I received your things, but it was a little unreasonable. ”

After pondering it carefully, Jian Chen also took out a jade plate and put it together with Mo Changfeng's jade plate. The two jade plaques touched lightly, and the white light flashed together.

After doing this, Jian Chen handed the jade plate back to Mo Changfeng: "This is 50,000 contributions, so it should be regarded as compensation for the teacher." ”

"Fifty thousand contributions!"

Hearing the huge contribution, Mo Changfeng's heart was shocked: "Master's move is really generous, although these contributions are nothing to me, but the price of a low-grade treasure weapon is only five or six thousand spirit stones, Master gave me so much at once, could it be that there is any secret in the Giant Spirit Sword?"

Qianyang on the side was even more dumbfounded!

Fifty thousand contributions is already an astronomical amount for Qianyang, and even he can't earn so much contribution by fighting in the sect all his life. Suddenly, Qianyang's eyes were full of jealousy.

Maybe Jian Chen was in a good mood, but he glanced at Qianyang next to him, and with a wave of his sleeves, two bottles of potion flew in front of Qianyang: "Qianyang, I know that you lack contributions, but don't be in a hurry." With these two bottles of ethereal water, you won't be allowed to receive the task of teaching newcomers in the future, you know!"

The ethereal water floating in the air, but the two thousand spirit stones of the white flowers, Qianyang's eyes shone brightly, and he hurriedly grabbed it and put it into the Qiankun bag. Then, he made a big salute to Jian Chen: "Apprentice respects Master's order!"

Jian Chen let out a light 'um', and then flicked his hand and threw three things to Mo Changfeng, a jade slip, a command flag, and a sound transmission stone.

"Since you have cultivated the Flame Fire Body, it is only fitting to cultivate this 'Flame Sword Style' again..."

"This order flag is the formation flag of the Ten Thousand Swords Separation Light Array outside the cave..."

"As for this sound transmission stone, since I have accepted you as an apprentice, I will definitely keep you safe as a teacher. As long as you are within the range of the sound transmission stone, you can notify me if my life is in danger..."

"Alright, you two can go down. Jian Chen explained, grabbed the giant spirit sword again, and looked at it carefully.

"Yes, Master, apprentice retire!" Mo Changfeng and Qianyang saluted in unison and exited the stone house.

Pang Tong next to him glanced at Mo Changfeng Qianyang lightly, and set up the chessboard again......

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Under the peaks,

Qianyang couldn't hide the excitement in his heart anymore, grabbed Mo Changfeng's arm, and was very excited: "Senior brother, you are really a noble person of senior brother!!"

As he spoke, Qianyang gave Mo Changfeng a piece of jade slip.

"Hmm, senior brother, what do you mean by that?" Looking at Qianyang stuffing a piece of jade slip, Mo Changfeng didn't know what he had in mind, and looked at Qianyang with confused eyes.

"Senior brother, I have also cultivated the Flame Body. Hehe, give me a copy of the 'Flame Sword Style' just now!"

Seeing Qianyang's excited appearance, Mo Changfeng didn't think about it so much, and directly copied the Yan Sword Style and threw it to Qianyang.

Qianyang took the jade slip, his divine sense looked inward, the excitement on his face was even stronger, and he laughed wildly: "Yan Sword Style! Yan Sword Style!!hahaha!!"

Looking at Qianyang's excited appearance, Mo Changfeng frowned, and wondered in his heart: "Looking at Qianyang's appearance, how can the 'Yan Sword Style' be more excited than those two bottles of ethereal water?"

Having doubts, Mo Changfeng asked himself: "Senior brother, is the Yan Sword style very strong?"

"Strong? hehe... Hey, hey, hey...... Qianyang was excited and gave Mo Changfeng a few rolls.

Then, Qianyang stabilized his excitement before he laughed and explained: "Yan Sword Style!

"In the entire Sunset Sect, our master's sword realm is one of the best, this flame sword style is one of the master's own stunts, and it is an absolute superior technique!"

"Moreover, the Yan Sword Style is not sold in the sect at all, and the master has only taught it to the third senior brother and the ninth senior brother..."

"Hehe, I think that for the sake of the Yan Sword Style, Senior Brother, I begged the Third Senior Brother and the Ninth Senior Brother hard, but in exchange for a few times..."

"Haha, it's still Senior Brother Mo's refreshment!haha!!"

Listening to Qianyang's words, Mo Changfeng had doubts in his heart: "According to the meaning of the third senior brother and the ninth senior brother, could it be that this Yan Sword Style cannot be passed on?"

There was a guess in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more wrong it became, and Mo Changfeng's face gradually became gloomy.

When Qianyang saw Mo Changfeng's appearance, he also stopped laughing, pretended to be serious, and said solemnly: "Ahem! Senior Brother Mo, remember, the Yan Sword Style must not be passed on! If you let the master know, you will definitely be blamed!"

After saying it seriously, Qianyang couldn't help laughing when he saw Mo Changfeng's deflated appearance: "Okay, okay, senior brother was joking just now, don't be angry." Although the Yan Sword Style cannot be passed on, you and I are the same sect, and presumably the master will not blame anything. Hey hey ......"

Looking at Qianyang's smug look, Mo Changfeng felt angry in his heart. But there is no way, it is impossible to let Qianyang spit out the jade slip that he took out.

After being silent for a long time, Mo Changfeng suppressed the unhappiness in his heart and left directly, ignoring Qianyang who was excited.

"Ah, junior brother!Wait for me!!" Seeing Mo Changfeng walking away with a sullen face,

Seeing Mo Changfeng walking away with a sullen face, Qianyang hurriedly chased after him, and a continuous stream of horse artillery exploded in his mouth: "@&*... @&*...... @&*........."

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Not long after,

Just when Qianyang's sycophants were flying, it was a few disciples who came from a distance. Among them, there was a tall and handsome man who was looking at Qianyang with a smile.

"Yo! Isn't this Senior Brother Qianyang, he's slapping people's ass. Why, every time I see you, I feel like I've seen a pug!hahaha!" the handsome man laughed sarcastically.

At the same time, several disciples behind the handsome man also laughed 'haha' and 'haha'.

The person who came, it was Ouyang Fei!

Hearing Ouyang Fei's voice, Qianyang's smiling face instantly pulled down. Mo Changfeng also frowned, squinting at the handsome and rich man who came over.

With no one in his eyes, Ouyang Fei didn't feel very good about Mo Changfeng, and it seemed to be very bad!

Ouyang Fei sensed Mo Changfeng's unfriendliness, glanced at Mo Changfeng with contempt, and sneered: "Hmph, what are they!"

Seeing Ouyang Fei's mocking eyes, Mo Changfeng was extremely unhappy in his heart, pulled up Qianyang's arm, and said coldly: "Senior brother, let's go!"

While walking, his gaze met with Ouyang Fei's, Mo Changfeng pursed the corners of his lips, and also snorted coldly, as if to say, "What the hell are you, Lao Tzu's spirit stone is enough to smash you to death 10,000 times!!"

is about to walk by mistake with Ouyang Fei and others,

Suddenly, an arm blocked Mo Changfeng's way: "Just because you also want to show this son's face, what are you!"

"What do you want to do!" Mo Changfeng raised his head and glared coldly, damn, who is afraid of whom!

I saw: Ouyang Fei sneered several times, and he spit out a mouthful of saliva towards Mo Changfeng very indecently.

"!!"

Is it tolerable or unbearable, Mo Changfeng immediately broke out, dodged the flying saliva, and smashed directly towards Ouyang Fei with a punch!

Qianyang was even more surprised when he saw that Mo Changfeng actually made a move on Ouyang Fei, and it was too late to stop him.

As for Ouyang Fei on the other side, he smiled yin, his arm was raised instantly, and he grabbed the fist attacked by Mo Changfeng with one palm!

"Boy, you are looking for your own death, but don't blame this son!" After laughing, Ouyang Fei raised his hand and slapped it on Mo Changfeng's chest!

The palm speed was extremely fast, and Mo Changfeng couldn't dodge at all.

As expected, this palm knot hit Mo Changfeng's body solidly, and he was directly knocked away a few zhang away.

"Poof~!!" A mouthful of blood spat out!

While Mo Changfeng endured the hot pain in his chest, he was also a little shocked in his heart, Ouyang Fei's strength was so strong!

"!!!"

Mo Changfeng stared at Ouyang Fei angrily, his head was hot, and he touched his back with one hand. However, the Giant Spirit Sword was no longer there, and his strength was about to be greatly reduced.

At this moment, Qianyang rushed over, restrained Mo Changfeng in anger, and roared: "Senior brother, calm down!!"

After yelling at Mo Changfeng, Qianyang's expression changed, he turned his head to Ouyang Fei, and curryed favor: "Senior Brother Ouyang, are you going back to the mountain to meet Master?"