A word of the long-term love of Mu Lan, so that the two brothers' faces changed dramatically, because it mentioned two words that made them extremely sensitive.

The name appeared three hundred years ago and completely changed the feelings of the three brothers and sisters.

Until now, Mu Lan Changkang had no doubts about what he had done before, as the largest family in the world, the choice of a partner should pay attention to a door-to-door right, at that time, Mo Tianhang was just a little-known boy, no one would agree to this matter.

Even now, his heart is still opposed to this matter, Nai Mulan's long-term cultivation has reached the top of the world, even if he is a brother, can not change his sister's mind.

“He is back?”

The long-haired face of Mulan was not very good-looking, his eyes were coldly watching his sister, and the long emotion of Mulan was contained in his eyes, and he could not help but sneer.

I used to be too weak, but now I am not!

“He hasn’t come back or anything to do with you.”

Mulan Changfeng was caught in the middle, feeling the spark of friction between these two eyes in his eyes, he felt a head two large, when the body was about to lean forward to block between the two.

“Brother, sister, don’t say a word about it.”

Looking at the two people completely do not take care of themselves, the long wind of the mulan turned over his eyes, turned his head towards the long airway of the hulan: "Brother, now we should also let go, let her solve the matter of the third sister, if you wipe your hands down, I am afraid you will make things worse!"

The long sky of the lantern did not speak, the long wind sighed, turned his head and looked at the long-term feelings of the lantern, quietly said: "Don't worry, the two brothers will no longer wipe your hands on your affairs now, but you also give the big brother a little face, after all, he is still the patriarch of our Yulan family!" 」

Mu Lan looked at him coldly, with a sarcastic look on his face, and his eyes turned to Lu Fei and Mu Lan Xue in the stands ahead.

Cher is your own daughter, if you impose my previous pain on her, I will not let you go, you are his father, I am her aunt!" 」

...

At the time of their battle, the beat of the ring had already passed several times.

“The next one, please go to the ring!”

In the voice of the referee, Ling Fei stood up from the stands and said respectfully to the landing: "Deputy cabinet, I went up first!"

Under the motion of Lu Fei, Ling Feifei came to the stage, and his war was actually a Wanxue Valley disciple, and it was not good to see the cultivation, and Lingfei was comparable.

At the end of the court, the battle of the party finally began.

Ling Fei's cultivation was in the early days of the gods, the sword bone had been condensed in the body, and the sword was excited, a sword was stabbed out, and the whole stage came from a harsh roar.

Under this sword, Wanxue Valley disciples hurried to dodge around, but the speed was still much slower, and the sword almost plucked his body and crushed it directly.

Seeing this scene, Lu Fei smiled with satisfaction and said, "It is really a disciple of the nine-curve elder, this hand and a sword practice in the world is also a small achievement, in the practice of tempering, not far from Dacheng!"

Nie Mingyue also agreed with the nod, the other side of the Minlan Xue sneered, said: "You are not happy too early, and he is fighting with the demon valley of the genius disciple, it is said that he signed a contract with the spirit of the spirit lord in the door, now you do not see that he has not yet exerted all his strength!" 」

Lu Fei heard the heart of the heart, turned and looked at the ring, in the countless swords, Wan demon valley disciples suddenly emit a powerful breath, in front of him in the empty sky, a huge humanoid spirit beast appeared in the ring, in the face of countless swords without the slightest fear.

Under one punch, the sword that was emitted was suddenly crushed.

Ling Fei's face changed greatly, the sword light under his feet flashed, and the whole person continued to fall back, and the sword in his hand emitted a bright radiance, even the sword fetal and sword bone inside him were completely moved.

“A sword of death!”

A sword stabbed out, and a black crack appeared in the whole space in an instant, although only instantaneous, but the power released was enough to witness the horror of the whole field as a sword repair.

“Boy, be dead!”

With a babbling smile on the face of the disciples of Wan Demon Valley, the humanoid spirit beast directly and the irritated swords collided together, and under one sword, one of the arms of the humanoid spirit beast was cut off, and the raging sword was instantly crushed.

The humanoid spirit beast screamed in pain, the black body suddenly turned blood red, the breath of the body continued to climb upward, and the short time of several breaths had already broken through to the middle of the gods, and even to the point of the late stage of the god of the gods.

Under its traction, the breath of Wanxue Valley disciples also began to climb rapidly, and even ignored the sword spirit that had been launched.

“Worth!”

Lu Fei's face changed greatly, and the dream stood up from the stands, and in its gaze, a loud roar was emitted on the ring.

The raging sword spirit was stirring around, and the red figure of the spirit beast's blood directly hit the sky sword curtain rushed to Lingfei, and the only one left was bombarded in the past.

Under one punch, Ling Fei suddenly sprayed blood and retreated, although he used the sword in his hand to block the fatal injury of this fist, but his body was still severely damaged and flew out of the box.

In the empty space, a figure suddenly appeared on his side, and the babbling face kept amplifying in front of Lingfei, "Boy, you are over!"

The disciples of Wan Demon Valley slap their hands on Ling Fei's chest, and a sound of bone fractures passed into the ears of two people.

In the empty air, the dazzling blood and redness flowed down, and the disciples of Wan Demon Valley stood on the edge of the throttle, watching the falling Ling Fei, with a thick smile on their faces.

Two lights appeared almost at the same time, Lu Fei to connect Ling Fei in his arms, watching his dead gray face, a heart cold to the extreme.

The referee's face is not very good-looking, after a simple investigation is even more ugly, the sternum in the Lingfei body is broken, the internal organs are more than half damaged, if not the sword bones and sword tires in the body to maintain the upgrade, I am afraid that it has already been dead.

“A very hard means!”

The judge turned to look at the blindfolded student standing on the edge of the bullion and drank, “You are too hard to start, this is just a test, as for such a heavy hand?”

Wan Degu disciple shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is not to blame me, his sword is too strong, I can't always be seriously injured by him, and then more than the sword without eyes, life and death are unpredictable!"

“You...”

The referee was choking a moment, and the other party was obviously intentional, but the sword was indeed eyeless in the battle!

Lu Fei chucked, a face cold to the extreme, he pulled out a few swords left to his superior healing sacrial medicine to Ling Fei服, temporarily stabilized the injury, Huo Ran looked up at the Wande Valley disciple.

“You are right, the sword is not eyeless.”