Divine Brilliance

The forty-seventh chapter is inexplicable (the third is to recommend the monthly ticket)

When rushing to the main hall of the palace, there are also a group of Cangsheng Gong disciples, looking at the distance. "Do you know the domain name?"

The first snow was a hesitation, and finally he was pushed by Zhao Yiran. Only then did the courage to go to the temple mén.

Then there are more than a thousand disciples around me, all of them are awkward.

"Who is she? In the main hall, she is a sixth-order, how can she dare to go in?"

"Mō is pretty, more than the teachers and sisters of the Seven Lingzong, more innocent, but also better than the light mén. It is really a child Yan, hey! What are you doing for me?"

"Speaking, in the previous class, I seem to have seen this nv, just one or two. It is very poor, and there are several times the teacher’s temporary assessment has not been completed. A clumsy one -"

"Is this nv, that is the last snow?"

The voice of the arguments came, and the cheeks of the first snow began to swell. Strongly suppress the heart and step into the temple.

I saw one person in the middle, sitting high in the temple, it is the current residence of the palace. Next to it, there are still a few sitting, it should be the elders of the eternal life. One breath, all introverted and quiet, so that people can not see the truth, it seems to be stronger than the party. One of them is the Korean side, and the seat is only under the square.

In the first place, there are still six people standing and looking respectful. Only Xie An and Xuan Ye, she is still familiar. Seeing her coming in, they were all smiling and friendly. It is a gesture.

The rest of the people, along with the elders, were frowning. A young man next to Xie An was even more screaming.

"The main hall of the palace is now on the agenda! You are a sixth-order, who will let you in?"

The breath of the first snow glimpsed, and then there was a burst of fire. The previous guilty conscience was gone, but disappeared without a trace. The young master often said that she was like a kitten, a tiger cat family, and it was not afraid of fear.

Looking back at the young man, the first snow came to the top: "The disciple Xuechu, I have seen the elders, the palace master!"

In addition to Fang Wen Han Fang, the rest of the temple, the unpleasant meaning in the eyes, suddenly more intense. This nv disciple, how can it not be ceremonial?

When Fang Wen saw it, he hurriedly coughed: "You are a disciple of mén in three generations. Don't use it to salute me. You can sit down and listen. Yuan Fei, don't apologize? How can you be rude to the uncle?"

The first snow was not polite, and went straight to the side of several elders and sat down. Then turned his head and directed at the younger disciple who was slightly white, and made a grimace, staring at him.

Yuan Fei was helpless and had to attach himself: "It is a disciple who is wrong. Please forgive me."

Xuan Ye and Xie An, but face each other, sighed at the same time. The so-called master must have his servant. This sect usually likes to crush people with generations. He does not want this little shìnv around him, and he has won three of them. It is also secretly strange that there is nothing in the snow at the beginning, why is it selected?

The elders are also eye-catching. First of all, I was shocked by the age of the first snow. Then they fell in their hearts.

"Miyazaki, why should we choose this nv? Her generation is higher, it is only the sixth order. Today's battle, although it does not damage my roots, but can not be ignored. With the sixth order anti-eight steps, this is a play!"

Fang Wen’s face is also very unsightly: “This is the candidate recommended by the elders. Fang Wen has already agreed in advance, it is not easy!”

After that, he pointed to the sky and said "16". In the back hall, the expressions of several elders are all weird.

"It’s really noisy! I think her roots are not too good, but whether it’s true or spiritual, it’s plain, no wonder. What qualifications are there to participate in this battle?”

"Exactly! Is this not to let the various circles of the cloud industry, laughing at me?"

"This is a luàn life, how can you accept it?"

For a time, it was all the blame of the other party's text. The snowy cheeks, suddenly bulging, like a little steamed buns. I know that it will be like this, and it is also a surprise. Who is recommending her? Is it a lesser master, think about it, and only this is possible.

Then I saw the Korean side again, looking at this side with a different eye. The first snow snorted and opened her head. She didn't want to see the old man.

I can't wait for myself at the moment, I can cultivate it as a big move, and I have the ability to do so, and what swordsman is absolutely yin, and fight for three hundred rounds. Let these people fall out of their eyes.

When I think about it, I secretly sigh, knowing that this is impossible. How can I have such a skill, and I don’t know how to think about myself? What do you think?

Those elders seem to know this, and it is no good to be scolded, and no longer entangled. After saying a few words, one of them turned the topic and said: "Before I came to the world, I had a gauntlet and bluntly challenged ‘Talking Autumn.’ We don’t let him play, is it true?”

"This is also impossible! The difference between the sixth and eighth orders is too big. Now that the autumn has been due to reasons, the Yuan soul cannot break through the seventh order. If it is hit again, it is not appropriate."

"Exactly! If the mind is affected by this war, there is a flaw, that is because of the small loss."

"This is the pillar of my future. You can't just be ruined!"

Under the steps, there was a cry of dissatisfaction.

"A year and a half, we can't break through the seven-order mén槛 people. What kind of mén column beam? A swordsman, if it is defeated, it will be completely destroyed. What kind of talent is it? After the war, I am Yuan Fei would have to give it a try. The three generations of my uncle who lived in this hall, what is the skill of the three generations of the ancestors, is it so worthy of it? It is only a victory for a season spirit -

When the first snow suddenly burst into anger, he slammed into Yuan Fei again. I have to tell the weak water and my sister that I will let the guy suffer.

Dare to say that there are few people, so hateful people.

"rude!"

Fang Wen frowned and deliberately reprimanded. But the teacher who cares about this person is on the sidelines. Look at the face sè dull, do not mind, apparently intentional connivance. I have to say: "I am talking about Qiu Shidi, it is your teacher mén elders, so you can talk about it? After this war, go to the Discipline Hall to lead the disciplinary."

Then he shook his head again: "The arguments of the people can be taken off! The candidates are so determined. Yuan Fei, with swords, Xie An, although the three of you are the strongest of the disciples, but they win in the first battle. Explosive power. This battle, when you try your best, you must not humiliate the reputation of my sacredness! Xuanye, Zhu Ling, you are two strong afterwards. If that is absolutely yù, still not retreat. You two, can do their best Procrastination of temptation, try your best to clear his swordsmanship. Xie An, among you, you are the most calm, but also have enlightenment. You can sit still. This last battle, you will give you!"

The six people all looked awkward and stunned.

Fang Wen’s gaze, then swept to the first snow. His eyes flashed for a moment, and finally he sighed slightly and ignored it.

The first snow shook his little fist, and his heart was both unwilling and helpless. I don’t know what my family is, what are you thinking about?

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When Fang Wen led the people, stepping out of the hustle and bustle of the world, came to the wide gap of time and space.

The noise of the noise here is suddenly silent.

And that is absolutely yù, but also opened his eyes and looked up. Then he hugged his fist and leaned over.

"Therefore, I have seen the lord of the dynasty! This is a yin, it is for the tempering of swordsmanship, and there is no intention to be enemies with the sacred road. Please also forgive me!"

Fang Wen’s eyes yīn翳, looked up and down this y ù ù. The brow screamed, and then smiled a little: "My verse is also a martial artist, knowing the difficulty of honing the sword. Where will you be surprised?"

A little sleeve. That Yuan Fei has already agreed. From the volley, it fell in front of the y.

Not a gift, directly with a long gun to point to: "I am Yuan Fei, Cangsheng Road, the five generations of true biography, absolutely son, please!"

That's yin, but it's a brow, not shot. Instead, I was looking at the hustle of huh, looking at Fang Wen: "Remember that I have been to the war book. This is a sinister situation, only for the one who talks about autumn! Er Cangsheng, but I look down on me?"

Fang Wen was in front of him. It seems to be really dissatisfied to listen to this yelling tone. Is this guy really only for Zong Shou?

He also had a chance to open his mouth in the future, and Yuan Fei would be impatient with a sneer: "That is the autumn, although it is my three generations, but it is only the ancestors. After one and a half years, I can't break through the seventh-order mediocre disciples. What qualifications mean that I am alive? In this school, I don’t know how many people are stronger than him!"

This statement, including the elders of the Cangsheng Road, can not help but bluff. And Xuan Ye Xie An a few, it is even more irritating.

Fang Wen can't help but have a headache. How can this guy be such a wonderful thing? This is really a joke. If you know it at the beginning, how can you miss someone and you will not choose him to fight.

Looking around, I saw those who were onlookers, and they all contained a slight sarcasm.

The first snow is getting more and more angry, I can't wait for this guy, and wait for the big defeat to lose.

Yuan Fei is still unassuming ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is still cold and cold: "In short, I am Yuan Fei here, you have to fight and fight! Leave without leaving the war!"

I’m yelling, and then nodded slightly: “Understood! Your words are really annoying! But it’s fine. Since you are alive, don’t let him out. I’m absolutely yù today, let’s wait and be willing, let He fights with me! Attention!"

A black sè long sword, smashed out of the sheath. Flying three feet, just as Yuan Fei's eyes lit up, the gun in his hand, just bursting out a gun huā. That black sè sword shadow has been vacated, not obvious at first, but when it comes to Yuan Fei, it seems that the whole space has been shrouded in darkness.

Endless devastating atmosphere, shocking, and shocking. In the eyes of Yuan Fei, there was only one dark sword shadow left, which locked him far away. I feel that this world is breaking down. The gun is in the hand, but it can hardly get out and hit where.

With a scream of screaming, Yuan Fei was struggling from the sword. The gun in the hand, and then jīshè out countless guns.

But at a faster rate, the collapse disappears -

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