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In the face of lengbao, Bingling doesn't have the tone of speaking with the elder, nor any polite words.

It's like talking to people of equal status.

This lengbao is also an elder of the inner hall of the dark feather hall at least. In the dark feather hall, he is highly respected. Which disciple of the dark feather hall is not respectful to him? Not in awe?

At least, Fan Jian was very polite to lengbao.

Therefore, lengbao was not happy after Mu's poetry was finished.

But it was just unhappy, not angry.

Who is mu Shi Shi Shi?

Although she is also a disciple of the four major sects, her status in Fengshui Pavilion is by no means lower than that of any cabinet elder.

Even the Fengshui Pavilion master is obedient to him and regards it as the apple of his eye.

Lengbao coughed slightly and said: "Mu Shishi, this is a private matter between my dark feather hall and this boy. I hope you Fengshui Pavilion will not interfere."

He didn't act rashly.

Because he knows very well that Mu's poetry is definitely not a person to be provoked.

"I said Jing Yunxiao is my friend. No matter what kind of grudges you have, as long as you are not willing to give up, I will never stand idly by. "

The meaning is very clear, that is, in any case, her Mu poetry will completely keep jingyunxiao.

This can make the cold bag embarrassed.

Start with Mu Shishi?

Mu's poetry is the four martial arts in Lingwu realm. He has enough strength to defeat her. But the key is, does he dare to fight against Mu's poetry?

One careless, stir up the conflict between the two clans, that can be bad.

However, he had heard that two years ago, there was a core disciple of tianhuomen who harassed Mu Shishi. When Mu Shishi went back to see him, he told the Fengshui gege master. The Fengshui gege master rushed to Qingyun Sect on the same day and abolished the core disciple of tianhoumen without saying a word.

Fan Jian has a gloomy face.

He really can't figure out why Mu's poems came out in such a way for Jing Yunxiao?

"What's good about that boy? If you want to be handsome, you should not be handsome, you should have status but not position, you should have strength, you should have money, you should have no money, you should have nothing. What is worth seeing in Mu's poems? Does Bai Fu Mei love poor losers since ancient times? Mu's poetry has this special hobby? "

Fan Jian murmured from the bottom of his heart that he should have pretended to be poor at the beginning to win the love of Mu's poems.

However, Fan Jian's heart was full of anger.

But this time, the master of Shiyu wanted to kill my royal highness, Mu Mu. If you want to stop it, you will be against our dark feather hall and even more against our Lord. "

He wanted to frighten Mu Shishi into giving up.

But after listening to Mu's poems and poems, he was completely indifferent: "what kind of hunting order you want from your dark feather palace has anything to do with me? I'll say again for the last time that Jing Yunxiao is my friend. If you move him, you are tantamount to touching me. If you want to move me, you will be enemies of our Fengshui Pavilion, and even more so against our master of Fengshui Pavilion. "

Learning from Fan Jian's tone, Mu's poems were all thrown back.

This makes Fan Jian more indignant.

Immediately change the target, sarcastically said to Jing Yunxiao: "hum, just hide behind the woman? What kind of man? It's clearly a turtle with a shrinking head. "

The cooked duck has already flown once. Fan Jian says that he doesn't want to fly again this time.

Moreover, or by their own mind of the goddess fly.

Fan Jian's small universe is about to break out at the moment.

"Hiding behind women?"

Jing Yunxiao picked up his eyebrows and said with a disapproval smile: "then, like you, you will hide behind this kind of old beast, even if it is a man? How do I think you're more like a skinny, shameless son of a bitch? If you want to hide, then you should hide well. Why do you have to come out and disgrace yourself? "

"You..."

Fan Jian ate another flat.

But he couldn't swallow it.

"Well, since you say so, do you dare to come out and compete with me? Take a look at who is the real shrinking head tortoise and who is the shameless and shameless bastard? "

Fan Jian couldn't bear it.

If Jing Yunxiao's strength is equal to that of him, he counsels him. But at present, Jing Yunxiao has not even reached the Lingwu realm, or even the Qiwu state of jiuzhong. In front of such rubbish warriors, he can't find any reason to persuade him.

It's a mule, it's a horse. Pull it out.

"Dare you? I really dare not, because you are not qualified to compete with me. You have only one end today, and that is death. Besides, I still die in my hands. "

Jing Yunxiao stepped forward a few steps and was full of energy.

Later, he said to Mu Shishi in a very high-profile way: "Shishi, please take care of the old dog for me. Don't let him spoil my good things. I will deal with the dog after I have solved the dog first. How are you? "Poetry?

When Mu Shishi heard Jing Yunxiao call her so, a warm current surged from the bottom of her heart, and then she could not help nodding.

After striding forward for a few steps again, Jing Yunxiao yelled at Fan Jian: "Wang Ba, what are you doing? It's time to come out and die. "

"To your ancestors."

Fan Jian is more angry.

Being despised as such by a boy in the martial arts?

He didn't know where to put it.

In a moment, he burst into a rage and jumped out.

"Today, I will let you shut your mouth forever."

When Fan Jian was angry, his hand prints kept changing. Under these changes, a trace of black aura was constantly wrapped around his body and turned into a long gun. The spear was sharp, and on the top of the spear, it gave out violent and fierce light.

"Dark Luo gun, hundred gun battle shadow."

Fan Jian is a set of metaphysical medium level martial arts.

From here, we can see how strong his heart is to kill Jing Yunxiao.

"Bang bang!"

Black gun shadow countless, from the sky.

"Mentally retarded shooting."

Jing Yunxiao's eyes squinted and even sneered at Fan Jian.

"Meteor point sword."

Without any hesitation, Jing Yunxiao points to form a sword and wields Fangqiu.

The endless sword spirit, like a meteor, cuts into the sky and collides with the infinite gun shadow.

"Boom."

In the air, the two attacks were as gorgeous as fireworks.

Countless gun shadows, surging in the wind and clouds, are all disappeared under the sword move of jingyunxiao.

"What?"

"Dark gun, dark gun invincible."

Fan Jian was shocked. The black gun in front of him kept shaking. Under such shaking, he became more and more nihilistic. However, for a moment, he disappeared in everyone's sight.

"Invisible shooting?"

"It's the same with the mentally retarded."

Jing Yunxiao licked his lips and moved his sword again.

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