10,000 Times Of Return, Never Hide For The Teacher

In the face of this killer move, Qianfeng only sneered, a long sword condensed in his palm, and rushed out.

His body is like the wind, but when he stepped out of the ground, it was a shock, and the long sword in his hand also slashed out with supreme might!

"Thousand Feather Whirlwind Slash!"

Accompanied by his stern shout, a dazzling dark golden sword light traverses the sky and the earth.

In just an instant, the astonishing sword light directly smashed the dragon of star fire condensed by Fang Zhiwei.

With a loud bang, the entire ancient battlefield shook violently, and even the dark night on the field seemed to be cut open by his sword.

"Just sorcery, but that's it!"

Qianfeng rushed out of the smoke with one sword and one sword, and his momentum was even stronger than before, and the long sword in his palm was also glowing with dark golden lines.

He threw off his sword and sneered at Fang Zhiwei who was looking surprised.

"This guy, why did the power of the sword move suddenly become so terrifying?"

Not only her, but everyone else was stunned by the might of Qianfeng's sword.

Before this, Qianfeng had also experienced several battles, and everyone knew a little bit about his details.

It stands to reason that he would be able to communicate with Fang Zhiwei before.

But right now, Fang Zhiwei's ultimate move was resolved with a single sword.

"ended!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Qianfeng's mouth, and a fierce golden light suddenly erupted above the sword's edge, as if he did not intend to give Fang Zhiwei a chance to turn the tables.

And this time, some people finally saw the clue, and they all stared at the dark golden long sword in Qianfeng's palm.

Soon someone recognized the sword and couldn't help but complain.

"Fuck, that guy is really shameless at all? He actually lent the best immortal sword to Qianfeng for the exchange competition?!"

"Good guy, bully people with a high-grade immortal sword, this grand thief is quite good at playing!"

"No wonder the power is so strong, and the co-author is blessed with a high-grade fairy sword!"

"Qianxunshan is really not afraid of losing face. In order to win, I really don't want any face at all!"

Which one in the auditorium was not knowledgeable, and immediately recognized it.

The sword that Qianfeng is using now is Qianhong's matching sword, a high-grade fairy sword that is infinitely close to the top-grade fairy sword!

Although the three-mountain exchange meeting did not strictly limit the weapons used by duelists, they both knew that they would not let juniors use top-quality magic weapons.

Otherwise, if a few geniuses in the Mysterious Immortal Realm fight with high-grade and top-grade fairy weapons, it is not to exchange each other's strength, but to fight for whose magic weapon is more powerful.

This high-grade immortal sword is enough to make Qianfeng in the Xuanxian realm, and the power of each sword skyrockets several times!

Therefore, Qianhong's behavior of borrowing a sword to Qianfeng to deal with Fang Zhiwei, although compliant, is extremely shameless!

"This guy……"

Ye Yun frowned and glanced at Qian Hong in the distance.

And the latter noticed his gaze, and even smiled at him, as if a villain was arrogant.

Ye Yun just snorted softly. If he had known that he was going to play like this, he would have distributed those top-quality fairy artifacts to Lin Xueyan and the others.

Just when he regretted it, the outcome of the battle was basically decided.

Fang Zhiwei was defeated by Qianfeng, and he was completely suppressed within a few moves, and his life was on the line!

"Thousand Feather Slash!"

Just in the decisive sword, Qianfeng could have made another sword at will, and Fang Zhiwei could be eliminated from the game.

And he was obviously a little unhappy, and directly filled the power of this sword, the surging sword intent and the increase of the immortal sword.

Around the blade, the gust of wind almost condensed into a real wind blade, and the mere presence of it made people feel palpitations.

"Beat me!"

Qianfeng slashed with a sword, and Fang Zhiwei had been forced to the corner, his face turned pale.

It's over now...

Qianfeng tried his best to cut down on her, but he didn't really kill her.

Just as the sword edge fell, there was still a distance from Fang Zhiwei, and his sword edge suddenly fell to the side, hitting the ground heavily.

There was a loud bang, and under this blow, the earth trembled violently, and the tyrannical power was also vented from the place where it fell.

And Fang Zhiwei had no suspense. With almost no defense, he was full of the impact of the aftermath, and his delicate body was directly blasted away.

"Miss!"

"Sister!"

"Sister!"

Almost at the same time, there were many eager shouts on the field.

Ye Yun frowned slightly, rushed to the sky for the first time, pulled her into his arms and took her down.

"Master..."

Fang Zhiwei was injured by the aftermath of Fang Cai, looking at Ye Yun in front of him, his voice was a little weak.

And even so, feeling the master's embrace, he still showed a satisfied smile.

In fact, there are some inexplicable thoughts in my mind.

"Master's worried expression is so beautiful, and this warm chest, so romantic..."

"If only I could be hugged by Master every time I get hurt, then I can get hurt every day..."

Obviously, compared to the pain the body is suffering.

There is nothing more satisfying than being held by a master.

But it doesn't matter whether she returns or not, her injuries are not light.

The terrifying aftermath caused damage to her internal organs and even her dantian. Although it was not a serious matter for Xuanxianjing, it was inevitable to recuperate for a while.

Ye Yun immediately fed her a healing pill and explained it.

"Stop talking, just lie down."

Seeing Fang Zhiwei who was in a state of embarrassment in his arms, Ye Yun frowned.

At this time, Lin Xueyan and the others, and even the people from the Astrology Immortal Sect also flew over from far away.

"Is she all right?!"

Whether it was Lin Xueyan and the other seniors, or the elders of the Astrology Immortal Sect, they were extremely worried when they saw Fang Zhiwei in such an embarrassed state.

Fortunately, Ye Yun shook his head and said.

"It's okay, just some internal injuries,"

Then he was about to put the other party on the seat next to him, but found that Fang Zhiwei's little hand was holding tightly and refused to let go.

"Master...don't leave the house...the disciple is so uncomfortable..."

And Ye Yun looked at Fang Zhiwei, who buried his head in his arms, and looked at the pitiful Fang Zhiwei, but after all, he was not willing to put her down.

He sighed and simply sat aside, stroking her hair softly.

"Xingxingxing, if you don't leave for the teacher, you should have a good rest first."

"Um……"

Fang Zhi responded weakly, making some painful sounds from time to time.

This appearance not only made Ye Yun feel more pity, but the palm of his hand kept stroking her, as if he was coaxing her to sleep.

And the elders of the Astrology Immortal Sect were indignant when they saw that she was injured.

"Those Qianhong and Qianfeng are really hateful. The last blow just now was obviously intentional!"

If it weren't for the defeat, the few of them would probably rush out to educate each other now.

As for Lin Xueyan and the others, seeing Fang Zhiwei like this, they were extremely angry with Qianfeng.

I can't wait, and now rush up to cut Qianfeng into eight pieces.

What no one noticed was that Fang Zhiwei himself, with his pretty face buried in Master's arms, looked like he had succeeded in his trick.

"I finally got hurt once, so I can take this opportunity to occupy the master for a period of time!"

There is no doubt that for her cultivation, this painful appearance is more of a fake, but everyone else believes it.

And at this time, Qianfeng on the opposite side didn't care at all, and didn't feel embarrassed to win by relying on magic weapons.

On the contrary, some felt that he was powerful, and looked at Ye Yun provocatively and said.

"It's really too weak. If you guys only have this strength, I'm afraid this number one will be lost today!"

At this point, only Lin Xueyan, Chen Lingyi, and Ye Yao were three disciples from Chaofeng Mountain plus him.

No matter what the remaining points are, he has to win two of them to get the first place.

Therefore, Qianfeng directly raised his sword and pointed at Lin Xueyan and the others.

"Anyway, it's just a few of us, how about that?"

"You three, choose two of your own, and this young master will torture them one by one!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Xueyan rushed out angrily.

But before she could pass, she heard a cold voice coming from the side.

"To deal with him, Senior Sister, let me come..."

Lin Xueyan was stunned for a moment, and when she looked back, she saw that it was Ye Yao.

She squatted beside Fang Zhiwei, staring at her, tidying her messy hair.

After a long time, she slowly stood up, and then glanced at Ye Yun.

"Master... can you?"

Hearing this, Ye Yun frowned, but looked at Fang Zhiwei in his arms, and then looked at Qian Feng who was arrogant.

Finally he nodded slightly.

"Okay, just teach him a lesson, don't really kill him."

As soon as these words came out, Ye Yao seemed to be liberated, and a stern look flashed in her eyes.

"Of course, dying easily is too comfortable for him..."