The villain is whitewashed: the heroine regrets it

Everyone looked back curiously, only to see the sword fairy coming by the wind, Long Yuanzhao couldn't help but took a few steps forward, he raised his head and shouted in surprise: "Master, why are you here, old man?"

The sword fairy fluttered down in front of Long Yuanzhao and said: "If you don't come as a teacher, my best apprentice will be killed by others."

After he finished speaking, he found that one of Long Yuanzhao's arms had been cut off. Jianxian was not as shocked or distressed as the others. He just said deeply, "Yuanzhao, you have suffered a lot during this time. .”

Long Yuanzhao moved his lips, feeling the long-lost love from the sword fairy. In this world, there are only two people he can rely on forever, one is his father, and the other is the sword fairy.

On the high platform, Sun Zhengyue stood up abruptly after seeing the Sword Immortal, "It's senior brother... Hasn't he never left Longzhou City for the rest of his life?"

"I'm so pissed off. It's not a good time for this bastard to come. If he has to come at this time, does he really think he is Quan Dan's opponent?"

Sun Zhengyue was afraid that the Sword Immortal would bring disaster to the Yuxian Sword Sect, so he picked up the sword and hurried towards Long Yuanzhao.

At this moment, Lu Gaozhan was the only one sitting in the same place. He looked around in doubt and said, "Isn't Sword Immortal's strength even inferior to that of Sun Zhengyue, a junior? Why doesn't he stay in Longzhou City and come to Xingcheng to seek death?"

"Hey..." Lu Gaozhan stretched comfortably and said, "Let's fight! Let's fight...the harder the fight, the better. Anyway, it has nothing to do with our Tiantian Sword Sect."

Lu Gaozhan sighed sadly: "Our Heaven Suppressing Sword Sect...has long since fallen!"

Outside the screen, everyone only saw Sword Immortal and Quan Dan confronting each other. Although the two did not make a move, their powerful auras had already collided like waves.

After a long, long time, the Sword Immortal did not lose the wind...

Lan Bing has been living in the Jade Palace since Long Yuanzhao regretted her marriage, so she doesn't know much about the events of the year. Seeing this scene, she couldn't help being surprised and said: "Senior Sword Immortal is so powerful, compared to Quan Dan Don't give up too much, hey... It's ridiculous that I misunderstood him as someone who was trying to catch fame, and worried that Yuan Zhao wouldn't learn real swordsmanship under his hands, I'm really ashamed!"

Su Xueru stared at Quan Dan and Jian Xian. She wanted to tell who was stronger between the two, but after looking for a long time, she couldn't see any flaws. The two of them are indeed the top powerhouses.

The monks below were also excited. For them, this was a rare battle on Tianwang Mountain. "Who do you think is stronger, Sword Immortal or Quan Dan?"

"I think Quan Dan is stronger. After all, he is the ruler of Shenlong Continent."

"Hmph! I think you were intimidated by Quan Dan's ruthless methods. I agree that the amiable Sword Immortal is stronger. The real peerless master must be like Senior Sword Immortal. Tell the whole world that Laozi is number one in the world, and he has already lost in terms of temperament."

"But..." a monk said weakly: "Sword Immortal is already very old. In this kind of duel of the highest level, it is inevitable that he will lose due to lack of energy."

As soon as these words came out, not only the monks, but also Su Xueru, Zhao Jinfan and other heroines fell silent. In a duel between top powerhouses, even details such as breathing and breathing will affect the result, not to mention lack of energy.

Ning Yao worried: "Senior Sword Immortal will not have any accidents."

"Impossible!" Su Xueru suddenly interrupted: "Senior Sword Immortal will be safe, and the five families and Yuan Zhao will be safe."

Ning Yao didn't know why Su Xueru thought this way, but seeing her determined face, she was also infected with a trace of fantasy in her chest, "Yes, everyone will be fine."

Quan Ning's heart was like fifteen buckets pumping water up and down, she couldn't help muttering: "No! My father won't kill Yuan Zhao's master in the end! No... no! "

In the picture, the sword fairy looks at Quan Dan and can't help recalling the past...

On that day, his Master Feilong Daoist brought back another child from outside. Seeing the child's handsome features, the Sword Immortal said happily, "Master, who is this person?"

"He! He is your junior brother named Sun Zhengyue."

After finishing these words, Master Feilong introduced to Sun Zhengyue: "Zhengyue, this is your senior brother, his name is Qin Jianzheng."

Sun Zhengyue and Qin Jianzheng looked at each other, and said in unison, "Hello, senior brother!"

"Hello Junior Brother!"

Master Feilong looked at Sun Zhengyue and then at Qin Jianzheng. He suddenly pointed at Sun Zhengyue and said, "You are a good sword."

When the young Sun Zhengyue heard the master praise herself instead of her senior brother, she thought that in the master's mind, his status surpassed the other party's, so she couldn't help showing a smug smile on her face.

But the next moment Master Feilong's words poured on his head like a bucket of cold water, "But a good sword should be hidden in the scabbard, not like you are now showing your sharpness."

Sun Zhengyue was very dissatisfied when he heard the words, and thought: "If the sharp sword is not drawn out to show others, will it be hidden in the scabbard and rust?"

But he didn't dare to show it, so he pretended to be respectful and replied: "I know."

Master Feilong turned his head and said to his apprentice Qin Jianzheng, "Jianzheng!"

Qin Jianzheng immediately straightened his chest, "The disciple is here!"

"You... are completely opposite to your junior brother. You always like to hide your arms and lack some courage."

Qin Jianzheng said in shame: "Disciple...disciple is stupid..."

"Enough!" Daoist Feilong interrupted him: "You are not stupid but wise, but it is true that you lack courage."

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Daoist Feilong is open-minded in nature, even when he was chased by the demon cultivator and ran for his life, he still had fun in his bitterness, but that day the sword fairy Qin Jianzheng saw his master sighing, he hurried into the room and asked: "Master, now the demon Xiu has already been defeated, do you still have anything to worry about?"

Master Feilong coughed a few times and said weakly: "Jianzheng, the teacher has already been seriously injured, and I'm afraid he will die soon."

"No!" Qin Jianzheng turned pale with fright, he couldn't accept the death of his most admired master, "Master, you will be fine, don't say such things."

"Hehe... there is no one in the world who will never die." Master Feilong faced death very openly, he frowned and said melancholy: "I am only worried that after my death those radical sword cultivators will crazily suppress the rest like the demon cultivators in the past Sanxiu, if that's the case, all my struggles over the years will be in vain."

"Jianzheng!" Reverend Feilong looked deeply at Qin Jianzheng, and asked solemnly, "If that day really comes, will you stand up and fight against these people?"

"Me!" Qin Jianzheng panicked when he heard that the master entrusted such an important matter to himself, "I am a disciple... my strength is low."

"I just want to ask you, will you stand up?"