An Fei was called a thunder man, how could he have thought that the fairy sister would suddenly call himself Fei'er!

An Fei: God is a special Fei'er, Lao Tzu was originally such a man's name, but he directly became a girl.

"That...... Are you sure you want to put me on ......."

An Fei showed an expression that was even uglier than crying, looking at the fairy sister, hoping that she could open up.

OK

Xue Bingxian only replied with two words, but these two words directly shattered An Fei's last fantasy, and he had to endure his scalp, he knew that the fairy sister would never let him die in vain.

Xue Bingxian seemed to see through An Fei's thoughts, and chuckled, and then An Fei's voice came directly from the bottom of his heart: "Don't you count on me, if you're not careful, you'll die." ”

"Sister Fairy, you want my life, I won't do anything!"

An Fei said anxiously in his heart, but he couldn't get any response from Xue Bingxian, and when An Fei turned his head to look at her, she was still casually admiring the boundless snowy scene.

An Fei smiled bitterly and had no choice but to step forward.

In front of all the disciples of the Drifting Frost Palace and the disciples of the Red Flame Sect, An Fei had already made an extremely shameful move to the stage.

This ring is about one meter six meters high, and An Fei doesn't have any light skills, so he has to slowly and leisurely put his hands on the ring, rubbing it up little by little, looking like a maggot, compared with Yan Heng's domineering debut just now, it is a day and a place.

An Fei's embarrassing action, the eyelids of everyone in the Frost Palace jumped, and Before An Fei felt ashamed, they already felt ashamed, and they couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

And Yan Xiuyun and the others were already happy, Yan Xiuyun couldn't help but speak: "Hahahaha!! this new disciple of the Xue Sect Master is indeed a bit interesting! Sure enough, geniuses are different from others even on stage!"

Seeing An Fei's series of actions, even Xue Bingxian, who is usually moody, was a little overwhelmed, and her fair and slender palm stroked her forehead, obviously feeling embarrassed.

But An Fei slowly got up like a nobody at this time, patted the dust on his body, and there was no shame at all.

Anfei: As the saying goes, as long as you don't feel embarrassed, it's someone else who is embarrassed!

"Why are you fighting with me, a mortal body?"

Yan Heng looked at An Fei with contempt, and even wrote the word disdain on his face.

"I'm going to Nima! If you want to fight, you can pretend to be Nima!"

“............”

Yan Heng was stunned by An Fei's swear words, where have he seen such an unqualified person on weekdays.

"What's up? Do you know what it's called?"

Looking at An Fei's domineering appearance, Yan Heng was a little stunned and shook his head.

"Hmph! This is called simple bad mouth, the ultimate enjoyment!"

"Dare to fool me, die!!"

Yan Heng thought that An Fei would say something big, but after speaking, he realized that all he was thinking about was farting, what kind of reasonable things could this puppet say.

Yan Heng directly swept with a sword, sweeping towards An Fei's waist, and if this sword hit, An Fei would be directly cut in half.

"Damn! Why don't you say it first! Before this starts, you're going to do it!"

An Fei was directly taken aback by this sudden blow, seeing that the sword was about to sweep to his waist, and An Fei was still scolding.

Everyone in the audience also thought that it was over, and the disciples of the Drifting Frost Palace sighed for it, after all, they had also contributed to the rescue of the Drifting Frost Palace, although they only moved their mouths, but they were also distracted, and now they were about to die, so they all mourned for it.

The old woman also frowned at this time, after all, she had just saved Qingxin, and it was really unreasonable to die now, so she had to get up to save her, but she was stopped by Xue Bingxian.

"Ice Immortal, what are you doing here? How can he be regarded as the benefactor of our Floating Frost Palace!

"Don't worry, he won't die so easily"

Xue Bingxian spoke softly, but her eyes were fixed on An Fei's every move.

At the moment when the sword was about to touch An Fei's waist, An Fei had already made an extremely strange movement and passed by the sword, which looked extremely incredible.

"Huh~, almost, your flying master is half of it, you are an unfilial descendant!"

An Fei exhaled a breath of turbidity and whined, but An Fei felt wonderful now, at the moment when the sword touched An Fei, the Nine Palace Bagua Step in An Fei's system was instantly activated, and his whole person's perception of danger reached its peak, and his body had an autonomous consciousness, automatically avoiding the dangerous sword.

"Huh?"

Yan Heng frowned, obviously not expecting An Fei to dodge this sword.

"It's just a coincidence, I'll see how you hide now!"

Yan Heng held the sword in his right hand, and his left hand attracted the essence qi attached to the sword, and the sword shadow flickered, several times faster than he didn't know just now.

At this time, An Fei sensed the huge pressure, and he didn't have time to speak, so he concentrated on perceiving the danger.

At this time, it was not just Yan Heng who was in front of An Fei's eyes, but the entire gossip map was trampled under his feet.

The eight trigrams have three lines, "Qian, Kun, Zhen, Xun, Kan, Li, Gen, Dui" are divided into eight directions, respectively representing "heaven, earth, thunder, wind, water, fire, mountain, Ze" eight kinds of things and natural phenomena, symbolizing the changes and cycles of the world, the classification method is like the five elements, everything in the world can be classified into the eight trigrams.

In the world in An Fei's eyes, he seemed to be the master of all things, and as his body danced, the scene of the world also changed, one second the sky shattered, and the next second the earth collapsed.

An Fei looked at the sword that was getting closer and closer to him, and the whole person was no longer panicked, but slowly stretched out his right hand, and the two fingers were playing with it casually.

At this time, Yan Heng's inseparable sword stabbed at An Fei, seeing that he was about to hit, but he didn't know when he was caught by two fingers, just when he was about to reprimand outsiders for participating in the war, he was shocked to find that these two fingers were An Fei's!

"How is it possible? What kind of exercise is this, he doesn't have the slightest fluctuation in spiritual power!"

The old woman exclaimed in surprise, obviously what An Fei had done was beyond her own understanding, how could a mortal be able to catch the sword of the Zhuji monk? Just the residual power of the sword could make a mortal shatter!

Xue Bingxian was also a little surprised, but her reaction was not so violent, as if within the range of her expectations, she whispered softly: "Is it a mortal's martial arts? It is really surprising that it can be controlled to the realm of confrontation with monks." ”

"Yan Heng! don't keep your hands any longer! a mortal can't take it, how can you still talk about participating in the Four Domains Divine Pavilion!!"

Yan Xiuyun saw that Yan Heng couldn't even defeat a mortal in an instant, and immediately felt a big loss of face, and immediately scolded him.

"Yes!

Although Yan Heng felt that An Fei's exercises were very strange, he still didn't take it to heart, after all, mortals have always been ants in the eyes of monks.

Yan Heng instantly pulled the sword out of An Fei's fingertips, and then swept, stabbed straight, and slashed vertically, a series of tricky swordsmanship was displayed, wanting to use the most crazy and cool swordsmanship to win this battle, but it backfired.

Every tricky sword technique of Yan Heng was dodged by An Fei's seemingly awkward posture, every time it seemed to be a coincidence, but dozens of times, even a fool could see that it was no coincidence!

"What kind of demon technique are you! How could a mortal evade my Chiyan Sword Technique!"

Yan Heng's eyes were turbulent, obviously obviously touched, and he was shocked by An Fei's performance.

"This is martial arts~~"

An Fei learned the singing tone of Peking Opera, compared to the orchid finger, and looked very bad.

"Mortal martial arts, how is it possible? My Red Yan Sect's swordsmanship will not be comparable to Qu Qu's mortal martial arts!!"

Yan Heng was obviously unwilling to accept this fact, and he felt that his whole person's faith had collapsed.

"What about mortals? What about monks? No matter how strong you are, you are only mortals by nature! Why do you look down on mortals!"

An Fei was obviously angry with him, he had always been a mortal, and he was really unhappy to be looked down upon by this monk from the bottom of his heart.

"The ants still want to turn the sky upside down! It's just a compliment to you, and they look at the nose and face!"

Yan Heng's face was ruthless, obviously he didn't want to play with An Fei anymore, his right hand suddenly held the sword horizontally, and the red fire instantly spread the sword body, and the scorching heat burned the air and twisted it.

"Red Fire Sword Technique!!"

Yan Heng roared, his body jumped lightly, the sword followed the person, and the scorching heat made An Fei extremely uncomfortable, and he retreated one after another.

"Is that all there is to it? Didn't you just try to educate me?"

Yan Heng gritted his teeth and snorted coldly, his eyes were full of fierce light, and he held a sharp sword full of red fire to take An Fei's life.

"Hehe, it's over. ”

Yan Xiuyun stroked his beard with relief and said with a smile.

(To be continued...... ）