Uncle is so fierce

After a while, Su Fan descended from the sky with a huge ball of light, and the square was instantly lit up with a gentle orange light.

Feels like a candlelight party.

"Hello, uncle!"

All the disciples present stood up at the same time and bowed in salute.

Su Fan waved his hand and said, "Okay, everyone don't have to be so rigid, just relax."

The disciples sat on the ground one after another.

This time, thanks to the light of the light group, everyone can finally see each other clearly.

Ji Yunxi came up and asked, "Uncle, where is the suzerain? Why don't you come to join in the fun at such a big party?"

Su Fan responded: "Two days ago there was a meeting in Hualong Realm, and it was said that the Suzerain of Dazong was invited to attend, so nephew Zhang took Tang Mengdong and Weng Zijing to go with them."

"Conference?" Ji Yunxi's beautiful eyes flashed: "Then why didn't you go, uncle?"

"It's the suzerain, not me," Su Fan replied with a smile, "But don't worry, I asked all the Sanxians in the sect to go out to protect him. By the way, Xiao Jixiang has also gone."

"Little Jixiang? Is her injury healed?"

Su Fan nodded and said: "Don't worry, I can't let her go out until her injury is healed. She said staying in the sect is too boring, and I don't have time to take her out, so nephew Zhang just happened to take her with her." Let's go together."

Ji Yunxi gave him a blank look, this man really has a big heart.

She still wanted to say something, but suddenly, an orange light flashed and shot down in the center of the square.

"Boom!—"

The disciples all turned their heads to look, only to see the sword hilt feather standing in the center of the square with its hands behind its back, dressed in white clothes like snow.

"Wow, so handsome!"

The surrounding female disciples cheered.

The male disciples scoffed, thinking that he was pretending.

Even Su Fan subconsciously sniffed.

At this moment, Sword Hilt Yu suddenly opened his eyes, the wind howled, and a beam of sword light fell from the sky.

"Ah!"

Sword Hilt Feather let out a loud shout, stepped up into the sky, and slammed straight into Jian Guang.

At the moment when he was about to be penetrated, his wrist shook, as if an invisible long sword was grasped in his hand.

"Ping!"

He kept facing the sword light, with nothing in his hand, but he was able to block the sharp sword's attack every time.

One person and one sword competed in the void.

From the audience's point of view, there seems to be a transparent enemy on the opposite side of the sword feather, slashing at him with this sharp blade.

And the sword handle feather took an invisible long sword, and took off moves with the opponent.

The sound of two swords hitting each other continued to be heard in midair, and sparks shot down from time to time.

The disciples who watched it were delighted.

"Wow, it's amazing, Canxin Sword Immortal actually played two roles, fighting with a sword?"

"This is Yujian. I didn't expect the Sword Immortal's control ability to be so superb. He actually practiced swordsmanship with himself. It's amazing!"

"The mind is the shape, the heart is the sword, there is a heart without a heart, there is a sword without a sword, the sword fairy is a sword fairy."

""

At this moment, the sword hilt feather suddenly raised his hand, and like a slash, the floating sword flew out backwards.

Immediately afterwards, thousands of flowing lights flowed down from the sky like a galaxy. Everyone saw that there were countless flowing blades floating in the air!

All the flowing blades fell behind the hilt feathers, forming an incomparable sword fan.

"Thousands of swords in one!"

With a wave of Hilt Feather's hand, all swords come together, and [-] sharp blades instantly merge into one, which is like a huge writing brush in Hilt Feather's hand.

Amidst the cheers of countless disciples, Sword Feather flew to a mountain peak on the east side of the square, waved his hand, and the sword fell.

With the sword as the pen and the mountain as the paper, the sword hilt feather carved three big Chinese characters——

Hidden Sword Peak.

"it is good!"

This performance was so classic that even Su Fan couldn't help but be amazed and clapped his hands.

After the kendo performance was over, the feather on the sword hilt fell to the ground, and he pointed to the mountain behind him and said to everyone: "From now on, this is my mountain, and I will select a few talented disciples to teach the unique skills of the Nine Swords Immortal Sect." World Sword Art."

The surrounding disciples boiled instantly.

"The Sword Immortal chooses me!"

"Sword Immortal and Sword Immortal, let's see if I have any talent!"

""

The corner of Su Fan's mouth twitched, damn, just perform, how handsome are you?

If I had known earlier that he would not be allowed to perform, why did I come here to attract fans of Hao Tianzong?

But there is one thing to say, the effect of this kendo performance is really too good to say.

In contrast, his own fighting style is too rough, compared with these cool sword energy and light, there is no aesthetic feeling at all.

No, it cannot be said to be without aesthetic feeling, it should be said to be simple and rude.

Su Fan regretted that he didn't learn a set of sword skills, even if it was used to pretend to be handsome.

At this moment, the orange light suddenly went out, and the disciples exclaimed.

"Huh!—"

The light group lit up again, and under the warm orange light, a light and agile snow eagle slid down from the sky, gliding over the heads of everyone, and flew to the center of the rostrum.

"Oh!"

This snow eagle suddenly turned into a youthful and beautiful girl with gorgeous clothes.

It's Sheng Wan.

He Chuan stood up suddenly, his eyes widened!

is her!

That girl in the square before!

The disciple next to him jerked his arm and motioned him to sit down, "What's wrong with you, are you sick? You shouldn't be so excited when you see a beautiful woman."

The disciple behind him also raised his head and cursed: "Can the one in front sit down?"

Only then did He Chuan realize that he lost his composure again, scratched his head and sat down, "I'm sorry."

"You are too exaggerated!" The disciple next to him frowned.

"What do you know?" He Chuan scolded, slowly sinking into memories.

When he first arrived at Haotianzong, He Chuan bumped into this girl by accident.

At that time, she was crouching in the middle of the square to feed a flock of birds, when she suddenly raised her head, and the two looked into each other's eyes.

The girl smiled sweetly at him.

He Chuan felt that he would never forget that smile in his life.

In this way, he silently fell in love with this kind-hearted girl.

Later, however, he never met her again.

But fortunately, this morning, the master uncle actually chose him to compete with that sword fairy in push-ups, and agreed to promise him one condition after the matter was completed.

Now He Chuan was overjoyed, so he put forward the request of "getting married with the female disciple".

Fortunately, he really met her here.

"After the party is over, we must go up and ask her her name." He Chuan thought silently in his heart, then raised his head and stared into the sky.

In mid-air, Sheng Wan danced lightly, and countless feathers scattered on the ground.

Her clothes are woven from ten thousand feathers and wave like a free white phoenix.

Every time I waved my sleeves, a large piece of feathers scattered, and after a few ups and downs, countless feathers flew up in the entire venue.

Feathers are flying all over the sky, it looks like the moment when a monk becomes immortal.

"Wow!—"

A feather landed on Wang Ling.

He picked up this feather and put it on his cheek, feeling its softness.

He looked at the picturesque Sheng Wan in mid-air again, his eyes gradually becoming fanatical.

I didn't expect that there would be such an exquisite woman in the Haotian School, this trip is really worthwhile.

"After the party is over, we must go up and get acquainted with her." Wang Ling thought silently.

The prosperity is gone, and everything is quiet.

When the feathers were gone, Sheng Wan flew to the center of the square and bowed deeply.

"clap clap"

"Fairy! Is it a fairy?"

"it is good!"

"nice!"

Countless male disciples stood up one after another, and even whistled.

It was so beautiful that even the female disciples of the Haotian School fell in love with this woman who was as free as a phoenix.

However, Su Fan, who was standing watching Su Fan, frowned.

There are so many feathers, when will this be cleaned.

This woman will do anything for the sake of beauty!

Suddenly, his fingers trembled, it was the Qiankun ring shaking violently.

With a flick of his wrist, it turned out that there was news from the sound transmission jade slip.

When I opened it, I saw a few large characters written with aura on it——

"Senior Su, please rush to the Fire Spirit Sect as soon as you see the word, it's extremely urgent! ——Xin Ming."

Oh?Could it be that there was some movement from Ning Xin Zhenxian?

Su Fan immediately sent a voice transmission.

"" No one received it at the other end.

Su Fan frowned, did something happen?

He called Ji Yunxi and Lu Chengxuan aside: "I have something to go out now, you guys help me watch."

Ji Yunxi nodded and said: "Uncle, go and do your work. With me, Fellow Daoist Lu, and fellow Daoist Sword watching, there shouldn't be any trouble."

"I hope so."

After finishing speaking, Su Fan stepped into the void and ran towards the Fire Spirit Sect in the White River Valley.

Just after flying out of the Clear Sky School, Su Fan was still a little worried, so he took out the Bridge of Rebirth from the Qiankun Ring and summoned an advanced skeleton.

A flash of red light flashed, and the skeleton spirit appeared in midair.

"What are your orders, master?"

Su Fan said to him: "I always feel that something happened tonight, you go back to Haotian School and take care of my disciples for me."

"Wrap it on me!"

Su Fan nodded. With the special ability of the Skeleton Artifact Spirit, he should feel more at ease.

"Remember to hide, don't scare others!" He reminded again.

"Yes! Master!"

Su Fan nodded slightly, and then flew into the distance.

The skeleton tool spirit returned to Haotianzong, found a place to hide it, and quietly waited for the master to come back.

At this time, Sheng Wan's performance had also ended, and she was slowly walking off the stage.

The surrounding disciples applauded one after another, and many male disciples stood up and shouted.

"it is good!"

"So beautiful!"

"I saw Miss Sheng Wan's dance today. I believe there are immortals in this world."

"Probably a fairy"

Sheng Wan nodded slightly to the crowd and smiled sweetly.

"My God, she smiled at me! Did you see that?"

"Don't make trouble, it's obviously me who is laughing."

"Hey, to be able to double cultivate with such a peerless female monk is really a blessing from ten lifetimes of cultivation."

"You started dreaming before it was night?"

""

At this time, a disciple wearing Weiweifeng's costume suddenly stood up and said cynically:

"I don't know if Miss Sheng Wan has an appointment tonight. I'm willing to give you one hundred thousand spirit crystals to treat you to dinner. I don't know if you're doing me a favor?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked, and the atmosphere on the field instantly became awkward.

How could Haotian School have such a prodigal son?

Sheng Wan gave this disciple a disgusted look.

She thought of her miserable experience at the auction.

Wang Ling, who was sitting by the side, clenched his trembling fists and was about to stand up to stop this person when the ring spirit suddenly transmitted his voice into his brain.

"Calm down, have you forgotten what I told you earlier? Don't be impulsive!"

Wang Ling took a few deep breaths, "I know Master."

Later, seeing that Sheng Wan ignored him, the disciple of Weiwei Peak waved his hands and said with a smile, "I was just joking, I hope the fairy doesn't mind."

Sheng Wan said coldly: "I hope you will stop making such silly jokes in the future."

After that, he disappeared into the crowd.

The disciple snorted coldly, "Why are you pretending to be noble, I will take you down sooner or later."