"The sword competition will start tomorrow, but Senior Brother Jian Fenghan hasn't come back yet. He will not be delayed by anything. He can't come back in time, right?"
"It shouldn't be. Senior Brother Jian Fenghan has been preparing for this sword battle for a long time, and it is impossible to miss it easily."
"The one from Dao Pavilion who went out with Senior Brother Jian Fenghan also didn't come back, but I think they both should arrive in time."
“…”
The tenth day of the game has ended, and the pavilion master and the elders have all left. Only the pavilion master and disciples are left on Wanren Peak, and they have also begun to leave in an orderly manner.
Many people started to talk in a low voice.
It was about to fight for swords and swords, but Jian Fenghan and Ximen Qing had not returned yet, and everyone was quite worried.
Lin Fan couldn't help but look forward to seeing these two people who steadily occupy the position of chief disciple in the Jiange and the Sabre Pavilion respectively.
Suddenly, Lin Fan seemed to have noticed something and looked up at the horizon.
I saw two streams of lights, one green and one red, coming from the sky.
Behind him is the long sound waves trailing.
"Bang!"
The blue stream of light fell on the stands.
A slender figure, sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, and extremely handsome man appeared.
He had long hair, tied it in a bunch behind his head, long hair hanging down his temples, and a strand of bangs on his forehead that were tilted to the side.
The spirit is as beautiful as jade, and the heroic posture is unparalleled!
Coupled with the blue long sword behind him, and his proud temperament.
What a peerless sword immortal!
"Jian Fenghan, I have seen Master!"
The young man clasped his fists with his hands and bowed to Yang Kai, the leader of the First Division Hall.
"Okay, okay, just come back, just come back." Yang Kai said with a smile, stroking his beard.
Jian Fenghan stood up with a calm smile on his face, looked behind him, and said aloud: "Brother Ximen, you are one step behind."
"Hahaha! Let you lead by 10% today. See you on stage!"
A magnificent voice rolled over.
Then, the red stream of light also fell on the stands.
He is a tall and burly man with a angular face, especially those pair of eyes, with deep eye sockets and sharp eyes as sharp as a knife. Just one look can make many people feel afraid.
It is Ximen Qing, the chief cabinet disciple of the Dao Pavilion!
After Ximen Qing landed, he clasped his fists to Zhuo Yun, the leader of the First Branch of the Knife Pavilion, and said, "Ximen Qing has seen his master!"
Zhuo Yun said with a smile: "Yes, it's time to come back."
The two disciples from the audience also saluted and greeted them.
It can be seen that both of them have very high prestige.
"Senior Brother Jian Fenghan is so handsome!"
Chu Ling'er was very excited and danced and cheered.
Jian Fenghan seemed to hear her words, but actually turned his head to look over and nodded with a smile.
"Little junior brother, did you see it? Senior Brother Jianfenghan laughed at me, he laughed at me!" Chu Ling'er suddenly shook Lin Fan's arm and said excitedly, "Senior Brother Jianfenghan is it.
My idol, this time he can definitely shine in the sword competition! Of course, you are also very powerful, just a little worse than Senior Brother Jian Fenghan.”
Lin Fan smiled helplessly.
At this time, Chu Ling'er didn't look like a strong man in the second stage of creation. She was clearly an ordinary star-chasing girl.
However, Jian Fenghan really deserves Chu Ling'er to be like this.
Not only is he excellent in talent and strong in strength, but he also has a very strong image. He is definitely a perfect template for the male lead of the fairy tale drama.
"What are you smiling at you? Senior Brother Jian Fenghan clearly smiled at me!"
"Shut up to me! Senior Brother Jian Fenghan's gentleness belongs to me alone!"
"Ahhhh! This smile, I love you!"
“awsl!”
Many female disciples screamed.
"Dear junior brothers and sisters, this time I fight for swords and swords, I, Jian Fenghan, will definitely win glory for our Jian Pavilion!" Jian Fenghan shouted.
There were many responders immediately from the audience.
Ximen Qing did not give in, took a step forward, shouting loudly: "Daoge, you will win!"
"The Knife Pavilion will win! The Knife Pavilion will win! The Knife Pavilion will win!"
The disciples of the Knife Pavilion shouted in unison.
The atmosphere on the scene reached its climax due to the arrival of the two chief disciples.
Perhaps, this is the power of spiritual leaders.
Then everyone dispersed one after another and returned to the peak.
"Junior Brother Ye, why didn't you see Junior Brother Mo?" Jian Fenghan asked Ye Leng.
Only then did Ye Leng tell Jian Fenghan about the showdown between Mo Wentian and Ao Fang, and the subsequent showdown between Lin Fan and Ao Fang.
"Lin Fan?" Jian Fenghan repeated the strange name and said, "What do you mean is that the three disciples of our Jian Pavilion who are fighting for sword fighting are Lin Fan?"
Ye Leng nodded and said, "Yes, senior brother."
"Since he can defeat Ao Fang, his strength must be good. Unexpectedly, such a demonic disciple emerged in Jian Pavilion. The blessing of Jian Pavilion and the blessing of the sect!" Jian Fenghan sighed.
Ye sneered: "Yes, Junior Brother Lin Fan is indeed very outstanding. He not only defeated Ao Fang, but also defeated Wu Dalang, the Dao Pavilion before this!"
"Oh? Wu Dalang is defeated by him. It seems that the hope of our Jiange victory this time has become much greater." Jian Fenghan said in surprise.
"That's right! This time, our Jiange will win!" Ye Leng said in a deep voice.
On the other side.
Ximen Qing also found Wu Dalang and Hou Yuan.
The three of them stood together, and the visual contrast was extremely obvious.
Ximen Qing is tall and burly. Although she is not particularly handsome, she has a tough appearance and is very masculine. Wu Dalang has a short figure and is even taller than Ximen Qing’s chest and is extremely ugly.
As for Hou Yuan, he is between Ximen Qing and Wu Dalang. He has a medium figure, an ordinary appearance, and his eyelids are often drooping, and he looks like he has not woken up. However, his quick knife is very powerful and very famous.
"Wu Dalang, I didn't expect that I had just left the sect for a month, and you actually lost such a big face to our sword pavilion! You lost to a disciple of Jian Pavilion who had just started and had only one period of cultivation. You are really,
It's a bright future." Ximen Qing looked at Wu Dalang coldly, and he was merciless in his words.
Wu Dalang's mouth twitched twice, trying to refute, but he could not find any reason to refute.
There is nothing to say about being inferior to others.
The path to practice is weakness.
"Senior Brother Ximen, it is said that Lin Fan has also realized the invincible heart, and his strength has improved a lot compared to that day. I'm afraid it will be even more difficult to deal with..." Hou Yuan frowned and said.
There are deep worries between words.
After all, according to the ranking, he, who is also ranked third, will be Lin Fan's opponent.
Hou Yuan was not sure that he could defeat Lin Fan.
Ximen Qing looked up and scolded: "If you have the ambition to others and destroy your own might, you should abstain from power as soon as possible so as not to embarrass you to come to power!"
Hou Yuan's neck shrank and he didn't dare to speak anymore.
Ximen Qing's majesty is still quite great.
At this time, Zhuo Yun came to the three of them and informed them about something.
As soon as Zhuo Yun finished speaking, Ximen Qing glared at him and said loudly: "Master! I don't agree! I firmly disagree!"
"This is also what the Pavilion Master means." Zhuo Yun did not say nonsense, but just said a simple sentence.
Ximen Qing immediately said nothing.
He dare not disobey the meaning of the Pavilion Master.
"That's what I decided. You three, you guys, fight me well, do you understand?" Zhuo Yun said in a deep voice.
Wu Dalang focused his head and said loudly: "I understand!"
Ximen Qing and Hou Yuan's faces were both a little ugly, but they could only nod.