The Blood Wolf Monk turned around in front of Ge Xinglie, glanced at him, and said lightly: "The victory and defeat have been divided, there is no need to make more killings." ”

Qin Yan stared hatefully at Ge Xinglie behind the Blood Wolf Monk, and did not hide the angry look on his face at all.

Master, I don't know how your old man is embarrassed to say such a thing. Let's not talk about the glorious deeds of your old man both externally and internally, just say that when Ge Xinglie wreaked havoc and killed his fellow disciples two days ago, I didn't see you come out to persuade him.

In the end, it's not because he has some strength. It seems that in the eyes of your old man, as long as your talent is good enough, it doesn't matter if you do whatever you want unscrupulously!

The expression on his face was seen by the Blood Wolf Monk. The Blood Wolf Monk smiled slightly—if that was a laugh: "Yan'er, you and Lie'er are both outstanding disciples of my Holy Gate, and they should abandon their previous suspicions, help each other, and not kill each other." ”

Seeing the rare kind look in the eyes of the Blood Wolf Monk, Qin Yan had a trace of soft feelings in his heart. If I had been in danger just now, Master would have rescued me...... He settled down and replied, "My disciple knows." The anger on his face subsided, the corners of his mouth hooked up a faint smile, and he said to Ge Xinglie: "Xiaoge, you don't matter, right?"

Ge Xinglie stood behind the Blood Wolf Monk, his face showing a bleak gray color. Although Qin Yan's punch just now didn't hit the ground, the fierce fist wind had already invaded his body, hurting his heavenly spirit and bloodline.

After Qin Yan's questioning, Ge Xinglie was silent and did not say a word, and after a while, his body suddenly shook, and he couldn't hold back the blood in his throat anymore, and he lowered his head and opened his mouth to spew out a blood mist. "Ding!" The Ziyan sword slammed into the rock, he barely stood firm with the hilt of the sword, slowly wiped away the blood on the side of his mouth, and his pale pupils gradually gained focus, reflecting Qin Yan's reflection deeply. He looked at Shang Qin Yan, and his face showed a complicated look that was neither indifferent nor hateful, and replied in a calm voice: "Don't worry about Senior Brother, a little injury, it's not in the way." ”

"It's fine if you're okay. The sword in the ring has no eyes, and I am really helpless, you must not resent me!"

Ge Xinglie shook his head and sighed: "Senior brother's swordsmanship is superb, I am convinced." ”

"Senior Brother Ge's swordsmanship is also overwhelming, I'm just lucky......"

At least on the surface, the two of them are in harmony, as if the fierce fight between you and me just now was just an illusion. The Blood Wolf Monk nodded, and his deep and majestic voice filled the audience, ringing in everyone's ears: "The ranking of this year's disciples has been fully determined today, Qin Yan is still the chief disciple, and Ge Xinglie and Cheng Gang are the second ......."

At this time, the residual power of Qin Yan's sword slowly dissipated in the air. Many people woke up from a dream and came back to their senses, only to find that the results had been separated on the Pingding Peak, and the sect master was announcing the ranking order of the top twenty-seven disciples. People couldn't believe that Ge Xinglie, who had been invincible for many days, had been defeated, and so completely, that judging from his bleak face, he had completely lost the strength to fight again. Many people even have a sense of absurdity from the bottom of their hearts......

And the most unacceptable of this result are Lu Tong and Xiaoxiang. Lu Tong looked at the two figures standing next to the Blood Wolf Monk in the distance, one left and one right, gritting her teeth fiercely, and there was almost fire in her eyes: "These two people, why aren't they dead!!, what are you doing!!" However, no matter how unwilling she was, she could only stare at the two of them from a distance with hatred, feeling sorry for herself in resentment and despair. After witnessing the battle just now, she already knew clearly in her heart that with the terrifying cultivation and skills of those two people, it was impossible for her to take revenge with her own hands, and it was impossible to even sneak attack!

'Haha, my only wish has been shattered, what can I think of now?, it seems that Heaven is destined to despair me......' She staggered down the hill with a strange smile on her face, like madness.

Xiaoxiang bit his lower lip and held on to a cypress tree beside him, and his five fingers were deeply embedded like sharp blades.

The situation was indeed as Senior Brother Yan said, and Senior Brother Qin won the victory in a desperate manner. But what made her unacceptable was that Ge Xinglie did not die!

Do you want to continue to live in the shadow of this man, watching him arrogant and domineering, showing off his might, with the deepest horror in his nightmares?

At this time, Yan Yu turned around and said lightly: "Xiaoxiang, let's go!"

"Let's go?"

"Well, there's nothing more to see. Ge Xinglie is not dead, let him be proud for a while, and I will personally come to the door to find him!"

Listening to his calm voice, the anger in Xiaoxiang's heart calmed down a little. Senior Brother Yan has gained a great understanding of the Fengyan Country Sword Technique during these days, and has broken through the bottleneck of the realm in one fell swoop, and his cultivation has made rapid progress. If you give him some more time, maybe he can really compete with Ge Xinglie.

But...... Xiaoxiang's heart can't be completely peaceful after all, and there is always a trace of worry and confusion. When she turned around with Yan Yu and her gaze fell on Pingdingfeng Qin Yan for the last time, she suddenly understood the source of her doubts.

With Senior Brother Qin's talent and hard work, he couldn't get Ge Xinglie's life. And can Senior Brother Yan catch up with Senior Brother Qin?' That's it, if you think about it deeply, what you will gain will only be despair......

"Hateful, why did Master intervene at this time!" Fang Yiyuan smashed his fist into the rock beside him, shaking the stone slab where he and Song Qingsha were sitting.

"Don't get angry, your current state of mind is quite dangerous, don't go crazy!" Song Qingsha tilted her head and whispered in his ear in a soft voice.

Fang Yiyuan glanced at her: "Hmph, your vision is really good, he won again, are you thinking about how to wash yourself again and then go over to recommend yourself to the pillow?"

"Don't mention it, I will only feel disgusting when I think of him again!" Song Qingsha said and frowned to reveal a "disgusting" expression, but it was extremely charming. Fang Yiyuan saw that his desire moved, he swallowed his saliva, and gently leaned towards Song Qingsha.

"Don't, don't ...... here"

With a useless murmur, the two scorching bodies snapped together and tumbled off the slab into the jungle behind them.

Fang Yiyuan kissed Song Qingsha's neck, and slowly went up, all the way to the beauty's delicate and small earlobe. The strong fragrance ecstasy, the secluded place to find the fragrance. Just when Song Qingsha was a little confused, Fang Yiyuan suddenly whispered in her ear: "Do you remember that thunderbolt Zuo Xingqi of the Wucheng faction? ”

"Oh......" a deep nasal voice mixed with a moan, "so what?"

"I used the identity of 'Long River Sunset' Fang Junxian to tell him a very important news. ”

"Hmm...... Ha, tap ...... What's the news?"

"The chief disciple of the Demon Sect is about to rush to the Central Plains, intending to cooperate with the Chiyan Cave and wipe out all the decent masters!"