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Wen Yan, everyone's mouth twitches, including the Deputy Temple master. If you can't learn anything, what are we? Just wipe your neck and kill yourself.

It's said that people are really going to be killed. It's said that a man with such profound cultivation of Kendo is a fool who can't learn anything.

"Elder martial brother, kill him quickly!"

Yan Lingfei reminds a way, this ten thousand poison hall vice hall Lord is crafty, resourceful, absolutely cannot stay for a long time.

Xiao CHENFENG once again stabbed the deputy hall master, who suddenly shot a green mist in his sleeve robe.

Xiao CHENFENG couldn't escape. His palms were stained by this wisp of fog, and constantly eroded his whole body.

"Ha ha ha Xiao CHENFENG, you have been poisoned by my nine secret poisons, which constantly corrode your spiritual pulse. No matter how high your swordsmanship is, you will not be planted in my hands in the end. "

Seeing that Xiao Chen was caught in the wind, the deputy hall master couldn't help laughing.

Seeing that Xiao CHENFENG was poisoned, the eyes of tianxuanmen and Zixiao Pavilion disciples, who had already lit up hope, were dim again, and the color of loss was beyond expression.

"Elder martial brother!" Yan Lingfei is lying on the ground, pathetic.

"Younger martial sister, I'm fine." Xiao CHENFENG took a tender look at Yan Lingfei, still holding his chest, straight body, drew two sword arcs, and once again displayed the double rotating sword.

"You are crazy!"

Seeing that Xiao CHENFENG ignored the mysterious poison in his body and continued to attack him, he said: "if you attack me with spiritual power, it will only accelerate the corrosion of your spiritual pulse."

"If I can save my younger martial sister, I'll die." Xiao CHENFENG said, then looked at Yan Lingfei and said, "younger martial sister, please go, I'll stop them."

Yan Lingfei is crying now. This is the saddest time for her since she was a child.

Once the picture kept playing back in her mind.

When she was ten years old, she began to worship Liyang Jiansheng. She looked down upon her elder martial brother in her heart.

At that time, Xiao CHENFENG's cultivation was very low, and his understanding was very poor. He could not learn any metaphysics.

She was also ridiculed by all the disciples of the whole pavilion, and she was also ridiculed, so she hated her elder martial brother very much, and even used hate to describe it.

She didn't understand that her master was so beautiful from Yang Jiansheng that she would accept such a fool as her disciple.

She has asked her master many times. Li Yang Jiansheng replied with a smile every time. You don't understand. Your elder martial brother is a rare talent in a thousand years.

She was even more unconvinced. Her talent was so amazing that she swept the younger generation's invincible hands. Her master had never praised her so much.

Her elder martial brother can't learn anything. He has never won a competition since he was a child. He has been humiliated by his fellow martial brothers. How can he be praised by his master.

Although Xiao CHENFENG treated her very well and obeyed her, he often knitted some beautiful scarecrows for her.

But all of them were trampled on the ground in front of Xiao CHENFENG, and sarcastically said, if you have this idea, it's better to spend more time on cultivation. Do you know how many elder martial brothers and sisters in the pavilion laugh at me because of you?

Even after they grew up, she never gave her elder martial brother a good face.

She knew very well what her elder martial brother thought of her, but she didn't even pay attention to the pride of every major school, let alone an ordinary elder martial brother.

But at the moment, when she was in the most dangerous situation, her elder martial brother stood up to save her, preferring to give up his own life to save her.