Although anyone with a discerning eye could see that Wan Jiang was working so hard for more than just a sword debate, no one thought that he would expose the matter directly on such an occasion.
Xue Qianzhang and Yuan Yulong didn't seem to hear this sentence, and didn't say a word or even show any unnecessary expressions.
The master of Qianren Peak glanced at Xue Wuji, with a slight mockery on his face.
The leader of Zhuyue Peak took a bite of the fruit in his hand and said to himself: "What a big deal, I have to go to the sword debate. Young people nowadays are really not interesting."
Naturally, the peak masters will not answer this question personally.
He closed the door and sighed, thinking that if he could make Mou Linhan his sword master, wouldn't he have made him his swordsman earlier? Some junior disciples really don't know what to say and dare to incite three generations of disciples to cause trouble at this critical moment.
Thinking of this, he sighed inwardly, but said calmly: "This comment has nothing to do with sword theory, so I won't answer it."
After a pause, he continued: "It will not happen next time. If anyone makes this mistake again, then go to Jianfeng and stay."
No disciple spoke, not even Wan Jiang, although judging from his demeanor and eyes, he was still very dissatisfied.
What everyone didn't expect was that it was Feng Qi who broke the deadlock.
He raised his hands and asked loudly: "The reason is unclear. Senior Brother Wan Jiang is the second seat of Wuhen Peak. Since he has this doubt, there are naturally many people who think the same as him... Moreover, I I also want to know why.”
The leader of Chasing Moon Peak looked at Feng Qi and chuckled: "I just said I like this kid because she really likes me."
Xue Wuji wondered if you had some double standards?
Wan Jiang's mention is a waste of time, but Feng Qi's mention becomes your taste?
Before he could speak, Yuan Yulong suddenly said softly: "The law is strict, and I admire him very much."
Having said this, he glanced at Xue Wuji and said, "Judging from this attitude, he is more suitable to be this magical sword than you."
Xue Wuji had always been at odds with Yuan Yulong, and said angrily: "If I wanted to establish Lin Han, I would have done so a long time ago. Didn't you refuse to let him do it?"
Yuan Yulong said: "I won't let it stand because it is against the law, and it is also against the law for you not to make the truth public. Besides, if my opinion is really important to you, why do you want to Do you insist on standing up and letting the wind rise?"
Xue Wuji knew that he was in the wrong, so he could only turn his head away in a depressed manner and did not answer the question.
Xue Qianzhang sighed, looked at Yuan Yulong and said, "What Jianlu said is true, but Lin Han is a kid with a good heart and talent, so there is no reason to force him to death."
Yuan Yulong's eyes became even colder, "Then he shouldn't have done such dirty things in the first place!"
The debate between the peak masters could not continue.
Because the deacon in charge of the sword discussion order could no longer bear the pressure and reported to Lin Yi, and the elder could not make up his mind, so he had to report to the Taoist Hall.
The atmosphere in the hall that seemed calm but actually had an undercurrent made Lin Yi want to strangle the deacon to death. Likewise, he also wanted to strangle Feng Qi to death.
It will really cause trouble for yourself.
No one answered his words, so he naturally couldn't leave. Just when he was sweating profusely with worry, he suddenly heard Yuan Yulong's voice.
"So be it."
Four words.
Not sure what he meant exactly.
Lin Yi didn't understand either, but he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He had to leave here with these four words, and then convey these four words to the deacon.
Zhou Shuai felt like crying without tears when he heard the four words conveyed to him by Lin Yi.
What does Lord Kenryu mean?
If the guess is wrong, how serious will the consequences be?
Thinking of this, he left the cloud platform where the elders were watching swords with a depressed look on his face, and when he arrived at the Xijian River, he suddenly switched to a majestic look.
"The matters you requested have nothing to do with the sword discussion. No answer will be given. The sword discussion will continue. No one is allowed to disturb the order of the sword discussion for any reason. Anyone who disobeys the order will be fined three months' salary and will be in seclusion in the sword peak to reflect on their mistakes."
It was difficult for the disciples to accept this conclusion, but they had to accept it.
Wan Jiang put away the anger on his face, bowed to Wu Fan and turned to leave.
Wu Fan didn't.
His poor popularity stems from the fact that his eyes are higher than his head.
Eyes above the top, led him.
So he is very unhappy now.
Unjust for Mou Linhan.
So he set his sights on Mou Linhan and moved to the right for a moment.
"I know you, Prince Yanbei Fengqi."
Feng Qi didn't quite understand why this guy suddenly called his name, so he didn't speak.
Zhou Shuai frowned and asked solemnly: "Do you want to try it yourself?"
After a pause, he continued: "I have been at Jianfeng for several months. You can punish me for as long as you want. You don't have to be polite to me."
Zhou Shuai was furious.
Feng Qi suddenly thought of a possibility and found it interesting.
As expected, after saying that, Wu Fan immediately said, "Now, do you want to come down and compete with me on the same terms as Junior Sister Zihan and I?"
Feng Qi thought about it and felt that although this matter was troublesome, it could avoid more trouble.
Mou Linhan suddenly stopped him and said, "No, there are two sword debates to come. Wu Fan is a swordsman, but you are not."
At this moment, a voice suddenly came from Fenglei Peak, "Fenglei Peak Yang Lu is willing to abstain."
Then three more voices came from other directions.
"Fenglei Peak Ximen Sword is willing to give up."
"Peng Dandan of Zhuyue Peak is willing to abstain."
"Qian Renfeng Duan Jia is willing to abstain."
Mou Linhan's face looked a little ugly, but Feng Qi had already stood up.
Mou Linhan said: "Junior brother..."
Feng Qi interrupted him and said seriously: "It's okay."
He drifted out, "Senior brother, there is one thing I forgot to tell you... There is nothing I have decided that I have not been able to accomplish since I was a child."
When he was six years old, he dared to lure Butler Fei into the grassland. What else could he not dare to do?
Just a sword debate.
How about winning?
So what if you lose?
Of course, Feng Qi didn't think he would lose.
Growing up, he only lost twice.
One time was when he faced Feng Yue. At that time, he was in jail and had no power to fight back.
The second time was when he faced Zhou Zihan. At that time, he was trapped in a cocoon and could not exert his full strength.
While thinking about this, Feng Qi had already arrived opposite Wu Fan.
"It was a hard victory just now, do you want to take a rest?" Feng Qi acted very relaxed, "When you fought Zhou Zihan, you must not be in this posture now."
Wu Fan shook his head, "There's no need, because you can't be stronger than Junior Sister Zihan."
Feng Qi raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you lose too?"
Wu Fan frowned.
Feng Qi said: "You are in a bad state now. Do you want to follow my suggestion? Otherwise, calling me down has no meaning other than being embarrassing."
These words were so crazy that Wu Fan was naturally angered.
Before he could get angry, Zhou Zihan's cold voice suddenly came from Qianren Peak, "Promise him, otherwise you really have no chance of winning."
The voice was so cold and the words were so hurtful.
So Wu Fan became even more angry, and a sharp aura emanated from his body. In Feng Qi's perception, his whole body seemed to have turned into a sword!
The second style of Qian Renjing, Jie Jing?
I didn't expect that after such a long time, I could still perform the annihilation scene so smoothly. He was indeed a swordsman.
My mind moved slightly, Qingshuang was already in my hand.
Although Qingshuang's fluctuations were deliberately concealed, its appearance was too superior, and Xueyun's disciples were all people who knew swordsmanship, so they could naturally tell that it was extraordinary.
"Wasn't his sword destroyed by Senior Sister Zihan? Why did he take out another one?"
"Could this be the destiny he got by jumping into the sword pool? Although he can't detect the fluctuation, it seems that his grade is not low."
There was a lot of discussion, but few disciples except for the sword masters from various peaks could detect the true grade of this sword.
Mou Linhan shook his head, thinking that there was no need.
Qiu Yue's eyes widened, thinking how this makes sense.
Zhang Chen licked the corner of his mouth, thinking about wasting everything.
Sheng Yun let out a long sigh, thinking that he was really awesome.
On Qianren Peak, Zhou Zihan stood up suddenly after seeing the sword, with disbelief on his face.
Didn’t the gentleman say that immortal products are extinct?
What's going on?
Could it be possible that Mr. Ma could also make a mistake?
impossible?
She had followed her husband for several years and learned some land surveying and divination techniques. Considering the topography of Shenjian Pond, four fairy-grade flying swords were the upper limit. How could there be a fifth one?
I have never heard of anyone sinking the Immortal Flying Sword. The guy from the Weeping Blood Pavilion said he was going to sink it, but didn’t he just let it go in the end?
She couldn't sit still anymore, got up and rushed towards Xijian River.
This battle has to be seen with one’s own eyes.
The number of disciples who had guessed gradually increased, and the disciples at each peak seat could no longer sit still and rushed to Xijian Stream. When they arrived, it was when Jian Jing was fully formed.
The formed Jian scene is not much different from the initial scene. It is also a cylindrical shape with thousands of swords firing. The difference is that the scope is much wider, like a large Colosseum.
Feng Qi's eyes flashed slightly, and a silver light flowed through his eyes.
That is the traceless sword eye.
Then, he took half a step back with his right leg, crossed his left arm and put it on his chest. His right arm hung slightly, and a haze appeared behind him.
That is the Wusheng Jianzang.
Even when fighting Zhou Zihan, he didn't use this move.
There are many reasons, but the main reason is that Wu Sheng Jian Zang is not the optimal solution in that situation.
This was not enough, a sense of Zen suddenly came over him.
That is immovable Zen.
The disciples who were watching let out bursts of low shouts.
Although the Wuhen Sword Eye is hidden, how can it be hidden from the eyes of Mou Linhan and Wan Jiang?
Although Wusheng Jianzang is hazy, how can it escape the perception of Zhang Chen and Mei Qinghan?
Not many people know about Fudo Zen, but isn't it another superb technique that can be compared with Wuhenjianmu and Wushengjianzang?
"Junior brother, are you sure he is not a Zen Buddhist monk?" Yuan Yulong was silent for a while and asked slowly.
Xue Wuji said: "Zen sect is fucking extinct in Yanbei, how could he be that bald donkey?"
After a pause, he scratched his hair and said, "I don't feel like it anyway."
Xue Qianzhang suppressed their argument and said: "Neither Zen Sect nor Ji Palace are our enemies. He is now my disciple of Xueyun Sect, so why does he care so much?"
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