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Chapter 1529 We can do it together

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    1529

    By this time, the group of inner and outer disciples were so angry that their eyes were almost cannibalistic. Qi Bin, Han Gang and others had veins on their foreheads exposed, and their hands had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

    "Senior Brother, did you hear this? This trashI must give him a lesson today!"

    ¡°Wait a minute, I¡¯ll be the first one, no one can compete with me!¡± Qi Bin gritted his teeth.

    Han Yuntao also seemed surprised and looked at Ye Fan in confusion.

    Leng Yu and Mo Xinzhi had a glimmer of hope just now, but it was shattered now.

    Mo Xinzhi's body softened, she leaned against her husband, and murmured: "It's overit's all overWhat on earth is this kid Xingchen thinkingDid he eat the wrong thing and become confused?"

    "Madam don't panic yet, at least the sword discussion in Tianchi will not cause any deaths," Leng Yu advised.

    "Look at the looks of those disciples. Even if they don't kill Xingchen, will they suffer less? The leader will punish him!!" Mo Xinzhi burst into tears.

    Leng Ningfeng¡¯s eyes were full of worry and he said: ¡°My brother is in big trouble nowwhat should we do?¡±

    Leader Han Hui frowned. He couldn't figure out what Leng Xingchen wanted to do. Did he want to be tortured so much?

    Although Tianchi Sword Theory stipulates that no one can kill, with so many people, it is still very possible to beat you to a disability. The worst case scenario is to pay for some prehistoric stones and face the wall for a few years.

    ¡°Looking at how angry these disciples are at this moment, it¡¯s absolutely impossible to deal with them lightly.

    Han Hui let out a long sigh, "Since Leng Xingchen himself has no such plan, I feel that there is nothing more to say

    If you have any dissatisfaction, please keep it. On top of Tianchi, speak with your sword!

    Everyone, come with me to Tianchi!  "

    As soon as he finished speaking, Han Hui took out an icy blue translucent flying sword, stepped on it, and flew out of the hall.

    Great Elder Leng Donglin also took the elders and got up to go together.

    When Leng Donglin walked past Ye Fan, he glanced helplessly and with concern, and said softly, "Take care of yourself."

    Ye Fan looked at the flying swords used by these highly skilled elders and found that many of them looked like they had been refined several times and were of high quality.

    As the elders all set off, Ye Fancai, Nian Rujiao, who was worried and her eyes were red, and his parents, got up and flew towards Tianchi in the distance.

    Han Yuntao and a group of disciples who were going to have a sword debate, as well as many disciples who wanted to watch the battle, also took off.

    These disciples all stared closely at Ye Fan, fearing that Ye Fan would run away midway.

    "Husband have you really thought deeply about what to do if there is a problem on the stage" Nianru said softly, with some complaints in her beautiful eyes, complaining that the man did not cherish her own safety.

    Ye Fan held his head high and said: "I am the heir to the Leng family. Do I need to think twice about teaching a bunch of chickens and dogs? It's just a trivial matter!"

    Ye Fan¡¯s voice was not restrained, probably for the disciples next to him to hear.

    "Trash! What did you say!?" Qi Bin said angrily.

    "I can't help it anymore, I want to teach him a lesson now!!" Han Gang's eyes almost popped out.

    Ye Fan looked disdainful, but felt secretly happy in his heart. Among these monks from the ancient fairy world, one of them was inexperienced in fighting. Both their fighting skills and their psychology in the face of battle were very weak.

    As long as they are slightly stimulated, they will become irritable. The more irrational they are, the easier it will be to deal with them later.

    Han Yuntao frowned and said, "Junior brother Xingchen, we are all from the same sect, how can you say such a thing?"

    Ye Fan glanced at him and said with a smile: "What, you are not convinced? Why don't you also apply for Tianchi Sword Theory?"

    "You dare to speak to senior brother like this!?"

    "Trash! Are you worthy of having a sword debate with senior brother?!"

    "Leng Xingchen, I must beat you to a pulp today!!" A group of disciples became excited.

    Han Yuntao's face also turned cold, he remained silent and stared straight ahead.

    Ye Fan didn't care about their clamor at all. He had almost figured out who Han Yuntao was through these two encounters.

    Although it is not certain whether he was the one who murdered Leng Xingchen, this guy is definitely not a gentleman.

    Because what he did seemed to be upholding justice and speaking for Leng Xingchen, but in fact he was inciting everyone's emotions and making Spears angry.The head points more toward Leng Xingchen.

    So, Ye Fan is too lazy to give him a good look. Do you want to be a gentleman and a good person?  I will humiliate you, stimulate you, and make your mask no longer hang up. Let¡¯s see how long you can keep pretending!

    Ye Fan couldn't help feeling that these guys from the ancient fairy world still lived too simply.

    When it comes to intrigues and intrigues, nothing compares to those who grew up in the ever-changing and complex society on the surface.

    Not to mention that it is young like Ye Fan, but the experience is extremely rich, and there are countless old oil.

    Tianchi is located in the hinterland of Hanguangmen, on a towering mountain, like a lake above the clouds.

    On the surface of the sparkling blue lake, a huge rock was exposed. After being carved by the founder of the mountain and blessed by the magic circle, the square rock became a solid arena.

    On the arena, the sword marks one after another seem to record the vicissitudes of the Hanguang Sect over hundreds of thousands of years.

    Hundreds of Hanguang disciples came to the edge of Tianchi at this time. The elders and the leader were waiting on one side, the deacons stood on both sides, and the disciples on the other side.

    Elder Liao, the law enforcement elder, nodded to the leader and the great elder, and flew to the ring.

    "The rules of sword discussion in Tianchi, this elder will tell you one last time

    1. Don¡¯t kill anyone. 2. If you become disabled, stop talking about the sword immediately. 3. If you abandon the sword and admit defeat, or fall off the ring, you will be considered defeated!  "

    After speaking, Elder Liao took out two bamboo swords from the storage bag and said: "To ensure fairness and prevent the strength of the flying sword from affecting the outcome, only the 'Iron Bamboo Sword' can be used in the Tianchi Sword Discussion.  Disciples who are on the battlefield, come up to the stage and take away the bamboo sword!"

    The Iron Bamboo Sword is made of tough bamboo. After being soaked in a special concoction and refined through some secret methods, the material is close to the iron sword, but not as sharp as metal.

    This kind of sword is for the use of outer disciples. The outer disciples who do not have flying swords use this sword for daily practice.

    Ye Fan walked to the stage leisurely, took away a handful, and looked at the forty-nine disciples on the other side.

    "let me try!"

    ¡°I¡¯ll go first!¡±¡­

    A group of disciples were arguing and rushing to get on the stage to discuss swordsmanship.

    Everyone refused to miss the first opportunity to teach this dandy good-for-nothing young master a lesson.

    Ye Fan secretly laughed in his heart, with an arrogant expression on his face: "Hey, are you okay? How about we go up together? They are a bunch of trash, no matter who goes up!"

    Just when this group of disciples were about to yell and curse again, Han Yuntao said in a deep voice: "Everyone be quiet! How can we make a loud noise when we are discussing swords in Tianchi!?"

    The majesty of the chief disciple still made these disciples shut up.

    Han Yuntao said with a serious face: "Since we all have to go, let's start with the outer disciples. Junior Brother Xingchen is at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and these junior disciples from the outer sect are also at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment. This is the most fair."

    Although a group of inner disciples were a little unhappy, they had no objections. In their view, it was also a humiliating way to watch Leng Xingchen compete with an outer disciple.

    After the five outer sect disciples discussed it, a lean and dark-skinned disciple jumped onto the ring first.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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