When Ye Futian saw the respectful appearance of the people in the Nangong family, he could not help whispering, "Is that that thatched cottage is so terrible?"

Sister Er Er was so good, Sister Xinger was gentle, and several of his brothers were honest scholars.

Everyone heard his words a little speechless. The cottage was naturally not terrible, and it was a holy place for countless people to dream of in the Eastern Wasteland, but the cottage didn't recruit disciples at all.

The deterrent power of the Kuo Caotang comes from its history of fame. It used to be famous after two wars. Now it is necessary to add a war outside the palace of the Qin Dynasty. People in the Nangong family have offended Ye Futian.

The lesson learned.

"You don't have any points in your own heart?" Yi Xiang stared at Ye Futian, and this guy made a mess and pretended to be innocent?

I thought that this morning Ye Futian said that I wanted to come to the academy to see. At this moment I know that this guy is clearly planning. It seems that in the future, don't want to be quiet in the palace. Of course, there will be no other people like Nangong.

"Your old disciple is also in the cottage for the rest of his life. Then others should not be afraid of you." Ye Futian smiled.

At this moment, someone nearby came to the elder in the Xuegong. He looked at Ye Futian, and then took a look at the rest of his life next to Yi Xiang, saying, "Listen to Ye Futian and the rest of his life. The angry battle between the Donghua School and the strongest in the Fa, which caused the incident, did not expect to see you two in the Academy today. "

"The predecessors are ridiculous." Ye Futian slumped slightly, and looked very polite. "Even if there are some achievements, it is also the enlightenment of the two teachers, otherwise there will be no today. This time I came down from Shushan and knew that the teacher was studying in the palace. Intermediate practitioners came here to walk around, causing some troubles, and I hope the seniors are not to blame. "

"Some trivial matters, why are you in a hurry?" The elder smiled and waved his hands, looking at Hua Fengliu and Yi Xiang: "You two guys, teach such excellent disciples, and instead of accepting disciples in the academy, it is too much. "

Many of the disciples who came to Xuegong looked at Yixiang and Huafengliu, and they had a faint sense of enthusiasm. Huafengliu had always been low-key in Xuegong and did not accept disciples. Now it seems that they are averse to their poor talents. ?

"I'm used to being pure, I don't have that kind of state of mind anymore." Hua Fengliu smiled and shook her head.

"Okay, follow you, I will not bother, you continue to stroll in the school of learning." The elder said with a smile, and then left here.

The two arrogant descendants of Mo Caotang are disciples who have been taught and learned by their palace, which will surely give the Zhenwu Academy its reputation.

After the elders left, did Han Shi and Mo teach them still looking at the flowers, and pretending to be high? Ye Futian and the teachers of the rest of his life, who can say anything, even if he claims to be sober?

The girl Yu Qing next to her sister looked a little darker, and her disciple of flowers was Ye Futian. No wonder she did not want to accept her as a disciple.

"Let's go." Hua Fengliu whispered softly, and the group turned away and continued to walk in the Xuegong. Hua Fengliu said to Ye Futian: "Pride?"

"No, teacher, sometimes I really envy you." Ye Futian thoughtfully.

"Envy me?" Hua Merry looked at him.

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded and smiled at Hua Fengliu: "Envy you can have such a good disciple."

Xunhua looked at Ye Futian in a romantic way, and said, "Don't you run on the mountain and run back?"

"How is it possible, brother and sister treat me well." Ye Futian said.

"It doesn't matter, even if you are driven down the mountain, your teacher will keep you." Hua Fengliu said with a long heart, Ye Futian was dark.

"I still feel bad for my teacher." Ye Futian burst into tears, was he miserable?

Uh ...

Xi Ye Futian accompanied the teacher for several days before leaving the school to return to the retreat of thatched cottage.

开 There will be a big show next year, which will surely make Donghuang a sensation. Although he can't decide anything in his current state, he still wants to do something. Although he has now entered the fifth-order state of law, it is still a little low.

In addition to his realm, he needs to learn a lot, and it is time to really meditate for a while.

The days of Mocaotang will always be so peaceful and peaceful. There is no quarrel here. The second teacher and sister said no. Who dares to quarrel?

Of course, Ye Futian's status in the thatched cottage is getting more and more jealous of other brothers. The second sister should not be too good to him.

As for the third brother, the second sister is still ignorant, this is the matter of the second and third brothers, and no one dares to talk, unless you want to find the uncle.

The days passed like this, unknowingly, they were approaching the end of the year.

The vastness of the Eastern Wasteland, the atmosphere seems to have changed, there is a major event that sensationalizes the Eastern Wasteland, which is coming.

顶级 The major top forces are preparing for this.

In the eastern part of Wudong Wasteland, the sword front is connected to the sky, and there are seven peaks, which are connected to the sky.

Here, it is Fuyun Jianzong.

The seventh peak of the floating cloud Jianzong, above the sea of ​​clouds, a one-armed figure stood above the sea of ​​clouds, eyes closed.

On the sea of ​​clouds, there are nine strong men standing in various directions, holding sharp swords, and above the sea of ​​clouds, the sword is vertical and horizontal. This sea of ​​clouds is like to be split, and it keeps making sharp noises.

In front of the cliff, an old man stood quietly, looking at the many figures in the sea of ​​clouds ahead.

Sky, there seems to be a hawk howling past, a long chant.

At the same time, Jian Yi suddenly and fiercely broke out, only for a moment, the horrible sword inundated everything, as if there were countless sword lights to kill the quiet standing figure of the clouds and seas. Big shots shot at the same time, attacking different sword skills.

Sword shadow 湮 sky, like a terrible sword array, no flaws, no vitality, as if there is only one sword, then the middle man will be wiped out.

The speed of their swords is incredible, and the swords are extremely powerful. Obviously, they have no mercy, even if the one-armed sword Xiu is a disciple of Master Feng, but since he wants to challenge the Nine Kill Swords, he will die.

This is the cruelest challenge of Seventh Peak. There have been too many talented swordsmen who died in the nine-killing sword formation.

Therefore, the seventh peak of Fuyun Jianzong has always been the peak of the least disciples.

Nine kill sword array, sword without solution.

The one-armed figure finally moved, and he slightly raised his head, opened his eyes, and glanced at everyone. At the same time, the sword held by his one-armed arm moved. At the same time, in the eyes of the nine, he seemed to see nine. Dao Jianguang, kill all of them.

Nine nine people instantly changed their moves, in one go, sealed the nine swords lightly.

9 Killing Sword Formation is the seventh strongest killing Sword Formation, which can be attacked and defended, and has no solution to the Sword Formation.

But at the moment they changed their moves, the nine sword lights they saw seemed to disappear in an instant, as if they never existed. At the same instant, an extremely scary sword appeared in their minds. At the same time, in the gap of their swordsmanship, it seems that there are nine sword lights coming out against their swords.

"嗤, 嗤, 嗤 ..." Nine sounds came out, and I saw blood blooming. The sword in the hands of the nine strong hands was released, and a bloodstain appeared on the hand holding the sword.

The blood on the hands of the twenty-nine people was exactly the same, as if stabbed by the same sword gas.

The seventh strongest sword formation was broken. Nine of them did not have any frustration on their faces. Instead, their eyes flashed dazzlingly, and they looked at the one-armed youth and said, "Congratulations to my brother."

"Sword eyes have been opened. In addition to the seventh master of Feng Feng, another person finally cultivated into Tianyan Jianjue." Another archer congratulated.

Ye Ye Wuchen set foot on the floating cloud Jianzong less than a year, repairing the sword eye, it is a miracle.

However, according to Feng Feng, Ye Wuchen's talent for practice is actually not so high. Even at the seventh peak, there are people who are stronger than Ye Wuchen's kendo talent.

But the person who cultivates Tianyanjianjue is Ye Wuchen. They know that in addition to the talent for cultivation, there is a talent for faith and determination.

In order to build this sword, Ye Wuchen's eyes were almost blind, but in the end, he succeeded.

As Master Feng said, he is not the most talented person in kendo practice, but he is the most suitable swordsman, born swordsman.

"Thank you." Ye Wuchen nodded, then turned and walked towards the cliff. The old man looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "I have nothing to teach you. From today, you can do anything What you want to do, everything you do will represent the will of Seventh Peak. "

The nine people at Jinyunhai shivered. Www.lightnovelpub.net ~ They know what the old man's words mean.

今日 From today, Ye Wuchen will be the seventh peak sword of Fuyun Jianzong.

Countless people dreamed of the position of the sword they wanted to compete for, and thus fell on Ye Futian who had set foot on the seventh peak for less than a year.

"Yes, teacher." Ye Wuchen didn't have any kind words, he answered directly, and then he said, "Send a sword post to the first peak, and the seventh peak of Fuyun Jianzong leaves no dust, in the name of the sword, Li Daoyun is invited to test the sword. "

Twenty-nine people's eyes narrowed, their hearts trembled, and they glanced at the old man standing by the cliff.

I saw that at this moment, the old man turned and left directly, as if he didn't hear Ye Wuchen's words.

With this scene, the eyes of the nine people flashed dazzlingly, and they really realized the meaning of the sentence the old man just said.

From today, Ye Wuchen can do whatever he wants.

His will is the will of the seventh peak of Fuyun Jianzong.

This is the sword!

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