Luo Feiyang and He Qi came out of the hospital, Luo Xiongcai was busy saluting respectfully, Luo Feiyang saw this kid, and then looked at He Qi, suddenly sighed, and then he ran away and flew away with He Qi like electricity.

He Qi only heard Luo Xiong shouting hurriedly from a distance, "Congratulations to the ancestor!"

Luo Feiyang said in a low voice, "It's not a climate, it's really mud that can't support the wall!"

As soon as He Qi heard it, he knew that Luo Feiyang was talking about his grandson, "Brother Xiongcai is also extraordinary, he has not been in the sect for a long time, now slow down and be able to accumulate in the future!"

"That kid can be half as good as you, and Lao Tzu also has the cheekiness to go to the master to ask for a core disciple status for him, but it's a pity that it's really bad!

Not to mention this core disciple, Lao Tzu told him, if he can have half of you, I will be satisfied. ”

Luo Feiyang was angry when he mentioned Luo Xiongcai, and he didn't call him this seat, but directly called Lao Tzu.

He picked up a black line, no wonder Luo Xiong saw that he was a little cowering and scared.

It turned out that he was trained by Luo Ge, and Luo Ge always used himself, someone else's child, to spur and motivate Luo Xiongcai.

But at the moment, not only is it ineffective, but it is even counterproductive.

Since entering the sect, He Qixiu has risen like a rocket, leaving behind all those senior brothers in the same period.

Ordinary people look at He Qi as a competitor to a target to catch up, and then to chase the target to become the object of jealousy.

In the end, I couldn't even afford jealousy, only worship and admiration remained.

is also Luo Feiyang forced his grandson to take He Qi as a target to catch up, and Luo Xiongcai's pressure can be imagined.

The Hundred Battles Pavilion played the Martial Valley, this place was the place where the elders of the Hundred Battles Pavilion taught their disciples, at this time, the head moved, Luo Feiyang fell and looked forward, and suddenly his expression was cold.

"Senior Brother Luo, the foolish brother is ordered by Uncle Yun to inspect and assess the Hundred Battle Pavilion, if there is anything offended, don't be surprised"

He Qi looked at this person like a sixty-year-old man, most of his hair was white, but he was in good spirits, Yinghua was restrained, and the coercion he exuded was not weaker than Luo Feiyang.

Luo Feiyang is the master of the Hundred Battles Pavilion, and his status is higher than that of this old man, so the cultivation of the two is comparable, and the monk surnamed Yuan is still old, but he calls Luo Feiyang his senior brother.

Luo Feiyang said arrogantly: "Elder Yuan, rest assured, this seat knows that you are also on the official business of the sect, and I don't dare to forgive you not to target this seat."

But speaking of which, if the disciple you sent for assessment has three names and two shorts, don't blame this seat for not giving you a reminder in advance."

The embarrassment and anger on the old man's face flashed, and a smile appeared on his face again, "Senior Brother Luo, don't worry, I understand the rules!"

Luo Feiyang's eyes swept around, and he said to the disciples of the Hundred Battle Pavilion:

"The purpose of the establishment of my Hundred Battle Pavilion is to be a whetstone for the disciples of the sect, the whetstone itself is not hard, how can it sharpen a sharp sword!

Do you have the confidence to accept the review of the sect?"

The disciples shouted in unison: "Yes"

He Qi took a look, and even the few black-clothed people in the Spirit Attraction Period who were not strong in combat and were almost blasted out were roaring with all their might.

The elder surnamed Yuan smiled and said: "Before coming down, I heard that the senior disciples of Ye Lao of the Hundred Battles Pavilion are very extraordinary, I don't know which one is Ye Lao's senior disciples!"

He Qi said: "I am, but I have to be mortal, I can barely avoid falling into the prestige of my teacher." ”

The old man surnamed Yuan looked sinister, smiled, stared at He Qi, He Qi secretly thought, what kind of big-tailed wolf are you pretending to be? Yunyi can't scare me, what kind of thing are you?

"Sure enough, the hero boy, Master Zhu, you will meet him!"

A man beside Elder Yuan stepped forward, and He Qi only saw that this person was about a weak crown, his face was like a crown of jade, his lips were painted with Zhu, his nose was straight, his eyebrows were like stars, and he was wearing a dark hunting suit, which looked heroic.

Luo Feiyang's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said: "Senior nephew He, this Zhu Wujian is practicing the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram, Senior Brother Dongfang thinks he is good, you practice with Senior Nephew Zhu, you have to use all your means, don't let people think that our whetstone is a piece of tofu."

He Qi was stunned, the person surnamed Zhu on the opposite side was not from Demon Suppression Peak, but from Thousand Sword Peak, and he was still Dongfang Chen's disciple!

"What does this Dongfang Chen mean?"

After He Qizheng was shocked by Luo Feiyang's words, Luo Feiyang's divine sense said: "This kid must have betrayed his teacher for glory and threw himself into Uncle Yun, it's really not a thing.

You wait for the battle to be ruthless and abolish this kid, and if something happens, you will have this seat to bear. ”

He Qi thought to himself, it turned out to be a gang dispute, Dongfang Chen's disciple, somehow was co-opted by the Yunyi faction! Even if Luo Feiyang dared to take responsibility for himself, what else was he afraid of?

He Qiyi arched his hand and said, "Senior Brother Zhu, please advise!"

It's a pity that He Qi's politeness was completely ignored by the other party, and the other party looked blank and pulled out his sword with a "choking" sound.

He Qi took a step back, and Elder Yuan smiled and said, "Let's start the competition!"

Before the words fell, Zhu Wujian on the opposite side of He Qi raised the sword, and with a wave of his hand, a streamer flew out of the sword, and the sharp sword light arrived in front of He in the blink of an eye.

He Qi had practiced the simplified version of the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram's Thousand Illusion Technique, and knew that the sword qi in front of him was different from ordinary sword qi, as long as it was not dispersed, it could be transformed into a knife, a sword, and a lock at the heart of the caster, making the opponent unguardable.

Seeing the sword qi attacking, He Qi punched out, and the Sanskrit text on his arm appeared, and the sound of this punch was amazing.

Just as he was about to hit that sword qi, the white sword qi circled, avoiding He Qi's fist, and cut a large hole in the Dao robe of He Qi's high-grade magic weapon in an instant, revealing a strong arm.

"Chop"

Zhu Yuan shouted in a weak voice, his hand shook, and dozens of sword qi flew out, instantly converging into a giant sword in the air.

As soon as Zhu Wujian made a move, he put on a life-and-death fight.

He Qi felt a pang in his heart, the Ten Thousand Sword Diagram really deserved to be one of the nine peerless masters of the Tianyan Sword Sect, and when dealing with a single opponent, the sword qi was really difficult to deal with.

When He Qi was amazed, the movements under his feet were not ambiguous at all, flashing back more than ten zhang, his hands were sealed, and a burst of spiritual fire rolled on the soles of his feet, and a huge three-legged golden crow appeared out of thin air.

"Poof!"

The raging flames burned the sword qi that was entwined and affected He Qi, and the three-legged golden crow spread its wings and carried He Qi out.

Zhu Wujian was stunned for a moment, in the information provided to him by others, it was never mentioned that He Qi had this method,

"Demon Bird Phase?"

Zhu Wujian couldn't manage so much, thinking that if he betrayed his master and took refuge in the Yun family, he had to show his strength to make the Yun family pay attention to it.

In this way, she can be favored and valued by her uncle.

Zhu Wujian pointed at his long sword, and the giant sword dozens of zhang high in the air cut through the void and slashed towards He Qi and the three-legged golden crow under him.

"Hmph, if I don't give you some color to see, I really think that Lao Tzu will not dare to make a dead hand, Zhu Wuji, you will be the first core disciple in my sect to completely step on your feet!"

He got up and let out a long cry of Jin Wufa Xiang, and the fire feathers on his wings suddenly swelled, which was a prelude to stimulating the fire feathers, and the next moment, Jin Wufa Xiang flapped his wings, and hundreds of burning fire feathers flew out like swords, and the crimson sword rain fell.

Zhu Que's face changed greatly, and the long sword in his hand was raised, and when the giant sword dozens of zhang high in the air flashed, it turned into a giant shield and blocked it in mid-air.

"Whoosh!", "Whoosh!", "Whoosh!"

The giant shield only lasted for a breath, and after a roar, it turned into nothingness in the firelight, and Jin Wufa flapped his wings again, and this time hundreds of flaming feathers fell.

After the fire feather, a few small sounds broke through the sky, and a cyan figure swooped down after the fire feather like a meteor.

Thanks to the BBKU brothers' monthly pass, your two monthly passes have inspired me a lot, and these are the first two monthly passes since the code word.

I wanted to add a more chapter.,But it's really not a code.,There's a lot of trouble at work.,Remember it first.,Add more when you have time.。

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