Immemorial Sword Venerable

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Rumors are getting more and more outrageous. In the end, many people thought that Fang Chen was relying on the background and squeezed out Li Xinlong's other courtyard.

When facing Li Xinlong, he only dared to challenge in the other courtyard.

For a while, many famous disciples talked about Fang Chen, all sneered and sneered.

Faced with this growing situation, Fang Chen directly ignored.

"Brother Dragon, is that the case?"

Some disciples did not answer.

"Now Mingfeng is paying attention to this matter, and I can't rush into the other courtyard, I can only wait." Li Xinlong said coldly.

"However, that guy is too arrogant and dare to yell in front of Brother Long."

Li Xinlong shook his head, a strange look flashed in his eyes.

"I remember, half a month later, it was the annual disciples gathering of Mingfeng Peak, right?"

"Don't ..."

The other named disciples heard the words and showed a grin on their faces. "The annual gathering is indeed a good opportunity. I don't believe he will not go."

During this time, the peak of the name was very lively, and the eyes of countless people were on the other hundred courtyard.

Even the outstanding disciples in Ziming Garden shook their heads.

"Offending Li Xinlong is obviously not a wise choice."

"That's what a newcomer can do?"

"Maybe people are really strong, and they are not afraid of Li Xinlong."

Some people support Fang Chen, while others think that Fang Chen's approach is extremely unwise.

Name the peak.

One of the frontmost courtyards rests on a hill, with streams and beautiful scenery.

On the gate of this other courtyard, No. 3 was written awesomely.

This means that the registered disciples ranked third are living here.

In the courtyard, there was a lot of hustle and bustle, and the sound of running water came out. There were several female handymen who were rushing to water the flowers.

In the poetic garden, a woman with a graceful posture sits quietly on a stone bench with palms supporting her chin.

Looking at the stream flowing straight down, a sweet smile appeared on the woman's pretty face.

"Miss Ziqiong."

An old lady came over and whispered.

The woman didn't look back, she was still looking forward.

"It has been inquired clearly that the newly-registered disciple seems to be called Fang Chen." The old woman said: "His strength should be somewhere in the middle of the empty world. Yellow hair and others were fattened in his other courtyard Beat, Li Xinlong can't take him. "

"It's an interesting guy."

Zi Qiong said with a smile: "At the party half a month later, I want to see this person. In the end, is it a real name, or is I really afraid of Li Xinlong."

Not only Ziqiong is concerned, but other registered disciples are also paying attention.

Time is like running water, half a month's time, fleeting.

During this period, Fang Chen never left the other court.

Every day in the other school to study the conjunction of Qingtian swordsmanship and Shura swordsmanship.

Boom Boom Boom!

A quick knock on the door rang.

"Come in."

With a crunch, the door opened and a handyman approached quickly, saying: "Son Fang, Mingfeng's annual discipleship meeting begins today. Do you want to go over and see?"

"not going."

Fang Chen waved his hand, he did not want to participate in this boring party, just want to practice with peace of mind.

"but……"

Handyman said: "According to the regulations of Mingfeng, every annual disciples must go to the annual gathering, you still have to go for a while."

Hearing the words, Fang Chen raised his head and glanced at the handyman, saying, "If that is the case, then go and see."

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Remember the peak, in front of the summit hall, people come and go.

"Hahaha, Brother Long, I heard that you already have the strength to hit the top 100?"

"congratulations."

Many of the named disciples in front of the hall are weak.

The real arrogance is in the summit hall.

The annual gathering is to tell the truth that the disciples communicate with each other.

Fang Chen came to the summit hall and walked straight into it.

"Look, that guy is here."

The arrival of Fang Chen quickly attracted the attention of many people, especially Li Xinlong, who walked straight to Fang Chen.

However, the latter directly ignored Li Xinlong and walked into the summit hall.

Suddenly, many registered disciples widened their eyes.

"Does this guy want to live?"

"Why did he enter the summit hall?"

"Too arrogant, too arrogant, did not look at what he was, and actually entered the summit hall."

Many people shouted in anger.

Li Xinlong's face was a bit gloomy, and the corners of his mouth were upturned, revealing a dark smile.

"interesting."

As soon as the speech fell, Li Xinlong also walked into the summit hall.

The summit hall was bustling.

Many disciples are in groups of three to five, all exchange ideas.

Fang Chen, after sweeping around, directly found a corner seat and bowed his head in contemplation.

"Humph, pretend."

Li Xinlong sneered and went straight to Fang Chen.

"Fang Chen, I want to challenge you."

Li Xinlong's voice suddenly caught the attention of many disciples in the summit hall, and they all looked at it.

According to the rules of the annual gathering, no matter who challenges, they must accept it.

However, until the point is reached, no one can maliciously injure someone.

In the eyes of everyone, Fang Chentou did not lift his head, "I have no time."

In a word, Li Xinlong's complexion changed suddenly.

He clenched his fists, and his anger could not be restrained.

"you……"

Li Xinlong gritted his teeth.

Other disciples frowned, and the other party's performance was somewhat dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything.

In their view, such disciples are simply not qualified to let them say more.

"Okay, great, I want to see, how long can you be arrogant?"

Many of the famous disciples present were all arrogant in Ziming Garden. In order to make friends with the elite, Li Xinlong did not want to get angry in the face, leaving a bad impression.

After leaving a cold word, he turned and left to communicate with other Tianjiao.

After a while, many disciples in the summit hall have long forgotten Fang Chen.

Only Ziqiong, beautiful eyes flashing, looking at Fang Chen curiously.

"Is it really emboldened, or is it a sensation?"

Ziqiong murmured.

There are a lot of disciples around, pretending to color him, she is tired of this kind of life.

He directly declined the invitation to communicate with other disciples and walked straight to Fang Chen's side.

Ziqiong is a fairy on the famous peak, and she will become the focus wherever she goes.

"How did Fairy Ziqiong find that guy?"

"Damn the guy, by virtue of sensationalism, won the glance of Ziqiong fairy?"

For a time, everyone seemed to guess Fang Chen's idea.

Some disciples who admired Ziqiong Fairy were extremely dissatisfied.

"Hello, my name is Ziqiong."

Fairy Ziqiong introduced herself.

Fang Chen still bowed his head and ignored it.

Suddenly, inside the hall of the summit, there was a verbal abuse.

"This guy is too arrogant to give Fairy Ziqiong a face."

"Huh, a newcomer from time to time, and again and again and again, it's killing."

Fairy Ziqiong looked at Fang Chen up close and was even more curious.

Because she found that Fang Chen's body, covered with a layer of sword light, seemed to be in a state of epiphany.

"It turned out to be epiphany."

Fairy Ziqiong nodded gently, no wonder she ignored her.

"Hum, dare to practice Kendo even for this kind of garbage?"

"If he dares to agree to my challenge, I will let him take care of himself for a few minutes."

"Yes, dare to ignore Fairy Ziqiong, this is a death sentence."

Ziqiong fairy swarming, let out a brave speech.

"Brother Lan, when it comes to Kendo, I am afraid no one can reach you on this named peak?"

Many named disciples said to the blue man.

"Brother Lan's swordsmanship is by no means comparable to ordinary people."

"That is, Brother Lan's swordsmanship accomplishes this, and hangs everyone."

"It won't take long for Brother Lan to become a formal disciple."

Some people took this opportunity to ask Brother Lan to explain Kendo's sentiment.

"Brother Lan, among the disciples named, there are many who practice kendo. Why don't you take advantage of this opportunity to solve my confusion? By the way, let those who are famous for their reputation look at what is true kendo.

Seeing this, the blue man smiled slightly and waved to be quiet.

"Since everyone loves me so much, Lan Xu, then I will explain Kendo to everyone." Lan Xu laughed.

Next, Lan Xu talked.

"Kendo, focus on cultivation, and pragmatism is not fancy, it is not like some people like to get rid of the crowd, just show it." Lan Xu's every sentence is aimed at Fang Chen.