Son-in-law Dan Zun

The three-day agreement came as scheduled.

When the first clear ray of sunlight rose, the Heavenly Sword Sect was vaguely enveloped by an unusually fiery atmosphere.

In the battle of heroes, the strongest two are about to collide again today.

Everyone was curious as to why An Yixue had the confidence to challenge Jian Bufan, who had just been named a sword, again.

You know, Jian Bufan has the existence of life and soul.

He was praised by the Sect Master as the most enchanting Tianjiao of the Heavenly Sword Sect in the past century.

In the battle of heroes a few days ago, An Yixue had already lost once.

With his cultivation at the peak of the Royal Sky Realm, coupled with the power of life and soul, he can already be invincible in the Royal Sky Realm.

An Yixue, even if she fights again, how can she win?

At the foot of the Heaven Sword Sect Master Peak, around the huge battle platform, at this time, there was already a dense crowd.

In the real-life disciple stand area, many real-life disciples are discussing in twos and threes.

"Brother Li, do you think An Yixue will have any chance of winning against Senior Brother Jian Bufan again?" Xie Xiaoyan held Li Kui's arm with a smile on her face.

"Chance of winning?" Li Kui sneered, his face sullen, and his gloomy eyes were full of coldness.

After these days of healing, his injuries are already intact.

But the whip marks An Yixue left on his face turned into scars, making his face look unusually ferocious and ferocious.

On that day, he didn't see An Yixue's defeat under Jian Bufan's hands.

So today, he came.

He wanted to see how An Yixue lost again under Jian Bufan's hands.

"That bitch, for the sake of being a wasteful son-in-law, was so angry that he made an appointment to fight the sword with life and soul."

"Do you think there is a chance of winning for such a life-and-death behavior?" Li Kui asked rhetorically.

Xie Xiaoyan chuckled, and said docilely: "Naturally, I also think that that **** has no chance of winning, but they are a little curious..."

"Everyone knows that she has no chance of winning, but is she so self-aware?"

The corners of Li Kui's mouth appeared slightly, with an incomparable feeling of coldness, "If I didn't guess wrong, that **** didn't completely use that wasteful son-in-law as a shield."

"You mean..." Xie Xiaoyan's eyes were filled with a deep unbelievable expression.

"How can this be?"

"Luo Wushu is just a useless **** son-in-law, An Yixue can't even look down on Senior Brother Li, how could she look down on him?"

"Huh?" Li Kui's face sank instantly, as if he had been stabbed in a painful spot.

Xie Xiaoyan also noticed that she had said something wrong, and quickly added: "Brother Li, don't get me wrong."

"I just want to say that Luo Wushu is just a wasteful son-in-law who was expelled from my house, and is not qualified to be compared with you at all."

"..."

However, her words, like adding oil and jealousy, made Li Kui's face even more ugly.

An undesirable son-in-law captured An Yixue's heart.

And he, An Yixue didn't even look at it.

"That bitch, today..."

Xie Xiaoyan wanted to say something more, but saw Li Kui's eyes swept away gloomily, "Enough, we are here to see how that **** suffered a fiasco today, not to discuss other things."

Xie Xiaoyan nodded, not daring to say anything.

Knowing that Li Kui was cruelly abused by An Yixue in the battle of the heroes, his temperament changed drastically.

Not only is his temper grotesque, but his character has become inferior.

Thinking of this, Xie Xiaoyan's gaze fell on the gray figure standing in the sky in the middle of the battle platform.

Although his face is not handsome, it has a sharp and extraordinary temperament, which is quite attractive.

The sword of the Heavenly Sword Sect, regardless of strength or status, is a few blocks ahead of Li Kui...

In that case, why not let him become his own man?

At that time, when she is in the Heavenly Sword Sect, why should she look at other people's faces?

In Xie Xiaoyan's heart, she gradually had plans...

"Sister An, finally here."

A voice sounded, and immediately, countless gazes looked together.

In the distance, a crane came by the wind, with a beautiful shadow standing on its back.

She was dressed in white, **** and tall, her muscles were like fat, and her air was like orchids. She exuded a unique temperament from all over her body.

She resembles the person in the painting, like a fairy in the nine heavens, not like a human being.

"Every time I see Sister An, I always feel that she has become more beautiful and more attractive."

Someone exclaimed, staring at the beautiful figure.

Not only him, but for a time, many people were silly.

Xie Xiaoyan glanced at Li Kui contemptuously, calling her a **** last moment, but now staring at each other intently.

"Vixie!" She said coldly: "It's good-looking, what's the use? It's not a man's plaything in the end."

Li Kui retracted his gaze and glanced at Xie Xiaoyan weirdly, without saying much.

Although Xie Xiaoyan's appearance is not bad, compared with An Yixue, she always feels something is missing.

Seeing An Yixue's arrival, Jian Bufan smiled, and said with a gentle face: "Junior Sister An, don't come here all right, is it okay today?"

"Stop talking nonsense, take out the sword!" An Yixue said quietly, her delicate and beautiful face seemed to have no emotion at all.

"We have already divided the victory and defeat in the battle of heroes. Today, why do we have to fight again?" Jian Bufan was single-handed behind him, smiling: "If Junior Sister wants to win so much, today, I will give up."

"The first true disciple is you or me. What's the difference?"

"Haha... Bufan is right, you really don't need to tell them so clearly." Mo Qingyun's faint laughter came from afar at this time.

In the blink of an eye, his figure fell into the stand area directly above the battle platform.

"There is no need to make the distinction so clear?" Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, everyone understood that the Sect Master really intends to bring An Yixue and Jian Bufan together.

However, they can also understand.

The two are the two most outstanding disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and together is the real match made in heaven.

Many people also understood at this moment why the Sect Master and Jian Bufan wanted to drive away from the Heavenly Sword Sect in the name of exchange students instead of killing them directly.

This is to keep An Yixue's heart and not want to arouse her resentment.

As long as An Yixue is still in the Heavenly Sword Sect, besides Jian Wufan, who else can have a chance?

Together, sooner or later!

"He is him, and I am me." An Yixue's face was calm, neither humble nor overbearing, "Please don't forget the Sovereign, I am a married person,"

The smile on Mo Qingyun's face gradually solidified.

The same is true of Jian Bufan.

He repeatedly expressed his favor in front of the people of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

But An Yixue, not once, took care of his face.

"Since Junior Sister insists on asking for advice, that Senior Brother is offended again." Jian Bufan's smile disappeared.

Instead, there is a sense of fierceness.

"boom!"

At this moment, the vigorous spiritual energy swept wildly, his gray clothes, frantically agitated, grinning.

Faintly, his aura became stronger than that during the Battle of Heroes.

"How can she win?"

Feeling the powerful aura of Jian Bufan, many people sighed secretly.

An Yixue is afraid that she will lose again.