Plane Copy Master

"Okay, Jue'er, don't be rude." Regarding her son's temperament, Mrs. Ao also looked a little helpless, she opened her mouth to scold in a low voice, and then Ao Jue reluctantly shut up.

However, staring at Wu Yan, he was still unwilling, and at the same time secretly thinking about finding a time to teach Wu Yan a good lesson.

"Mr. Jiantan's name is still well known in Jianghu, but this young master, I don't know how to call him? And judging by your appearance, your age is almost the same as that of a dog, but you call him a child. I don't know how expensive he is?"

Mrs. Ao's beautiful eyes fell on Wu Yan's body, her eyes were full of exploration and curiosity, she asked, her words and deeds made people feel like spring breeze.

"My surname is Wu Mingyan. As for my age? I'm in my thirties now," Wu Yan said with a slight smile to Mrs. Ao's question.

Speaking of this, after pondering for a while, he said: "Besides, I call him a child not because of his age, but because of his heart and mind. If a man is not mature enough, even if he is 50 or [-] years old, he will still be a child." He's still just a kid."

"Well, Mr. Wu Yan's words are indeed reasonable." Regarding Wu Yan's words, Mrs. Ao nodded in agreement after pondering for a moment.

Looking at his son, although he has the heart of a young man, he is indeed immature.

"Wu Yan? The year of standing? I remember that there was a hall master in the Shenwu Hall of Tianxiahui back then, with this name and about the same age as the young master?" After pondering for a moment, Mrs. Ao looked at Wu Yan curiously and asked.

"That's right. Ten years ago, I would have been in the world for a while." There was nothing wrong with this matter, Wu Yan nodded and admitted.

"He is really that Wu Yan? Impossible? With his martial arts, why did he succumb to Xiongba back then?" Hearing the conversation between Mrs. Ao and Wu Yan, the sword greedy next to him was very surprised Looking at Wu Yan.

"Hmph, it turned out to be a lackey of the Tianxiahui back then. Unfortunately, today's Tianxiahui is in disarray. People from your Tianxiahui are nothing but bereaved dogs." After learning Wu Yan's identity, the proud Jue couldn't help it again, and said with a cold snort.

"Who said that the people who will come out of my world are all bereaved dogs?" However, before Wu Yan could answer Ao Jue's words, a loud shout suddenly sounded outside.

Immediately afterwards, a similarly young man walked in from outside the hall with a sense of arrogance. He was wearing a red cloak, which made people feel mighty and extraordinary. The person who came was Bu Jingyun.

Bu Jingyun's appearance was very exciting, but when he walked in and saw Wu Yan who was sitting, his expression froze slightly.

The scene of being easily defeated by Wu Yan in the Zhonghua Pavilion before suddenly surfaced from the bottom of my heart.

"It turns out that Master Bu Jingyun of Tianxiahui Feiyun Hall has arrived." Seeing Bu Jingyun walking in, Mrs. Ao greeted him.

Although she is a woman, she can still be the leader of the entire Baijian Villa.

"Why are you here?" Bu Jingyun's eyes fell on Wu Yan and asked.

"Why? You are allowed to come to Sword Sword Villa, but I am not allowed?" Looking at Bu Jingyun in front of him, Wu Yan asked back with a half-smile on his face.

"You are Wu Yan, and you still lied to me that day!" Bu Jingyun said with a look of anger on his face.

Since the World War I, Bu Jingyun and Nie Feng chatted, and also knew the news that Wu Yan, who had been missing for ten years, had reappeared. Of course, when he understood the Zhonghua Pavilion, he was deceived by Wu Yan.

"Bu Jingyun, my mother is talking to you, do you know how to be polite?" Ao Jue next to him watched Bu Jingyun ignore his mother's words, and instead talked to Wu Yan next to him. With the appearance of Yuyu, he didn't pay attention to Baijian Villa at all, and he couldn't help scolding angrily.

"Hmph, so what if I don't know how to be polite in worshiping the Sword Villa?" Bu Jingyun slightly turned his head towards Ao Jue's words, glanced at Ao Jue, and said mockingly.

This sentence is obviously a retaliation for Ao Jue's mocking of himself that people from all over the world are bereaved dogs.

"Bastard, you actually...", how can Ao Jue bear Bu Jingyun's attitude?The long sword was unsheathed and pointed at Bu Jingyun.

"Jue'er", Mrs. Ao next to her was angry and helpless about her son's character.

He invited these people to worship the Sword Villa, and he has already offended almost all of them before the sword sacrifice begins, so how can he rest assured that he will wander the rivers and lakes alone in the future?

"Bu Jingyun, although there is nothing wrong with worshiping sword villa, but with me here, no one is allowed to behave wildly in worshiping sword villa." Ao Jue was stopped by his mother, but at this moment, a crazy voice sounded , At the same time, a man stepped in from the door of the main hall and said in a deep voice.

Everyone followed the prestige, and saw a man about forty years old walking in, wearing a robe, walking with extraordinary demeanor, and could feel a fierce aura from his body, which made Wu Yan seem to see ten The feeling of a sword master who practiced the sword of extermination of emotion and sex years ago.

1205!

Wu Yan looked at the man who walked in. On the crystal measuring device, after the number of crystal points flashed, a high number appeared in front of Wu Yan, which made Wu Yan nod secretly.

The sword demon in the original book, with his cultivation base, can easily crush people like Bu Jingyun, Duanlang and Jian Tan, and his strength is extraordinary. Sure enough, from the point of view of crystal points, he is only half weaker than Xiongba.

A tyrant who can support the huge Tianxiahui and become the number one gang in the world. The Sword Demon's cultivation base is only half a step weaker than him. If he sits in Baijian Villa, it is indeed more than enough. No one dares to invade.

"Madam Ao, don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one will be able to bully Sword Worship Villa!", the sword demon who entered the hall, first glanced at Madam Ao obsessively, and then said courteously.

However, Mrs. Ao didn't reply to Sword Demon's courteous words, she didn't refuse, but she didn't express her gratitude either.

"Master, you're here!" Ao Jue next to him said happily when he saw the sword demon walking in, his face was full of joy, as if he had found support.

"Alas..." Looking at her son's appearance, Mrs. Ao next to her didn't say a word, but she sighed faintly in her heart.

The term "recognizing a thief as a father" can be said to be vividly expressed in his son, but unfortunately, with the current situation of Baijian Villa, if he does not rely on the sword demon, there is no place for him to gain a foothold in the martial arts.

"Well, women are weak at first, but mothers are strong...".

Wu Yan glanced at Mrs. Ao quietly, Wu Yan knew her experience from the original book, and Wu Yan could also understand her current situation, which made Wu Yan sigh inwardly.

A weak woman, in order to worship the property of the Sword Villa, has to deal with the malicious sword demon in this cannibalistic martial arts, the difficulties in it are self-evident.

With the appearance of the Sword Demon, he spoke instead of Sword Worship Villa, so naturally, Sword Worship Villa became a lot stronger.

After some conversation, after roughly confirming the date when the peerless sword will be released, Wu Yan and the others did not intend to stay any longer, and left the main hall one after another. The servants of the Sword Villa took Wu Yan and the others to rest up.

Not to mention that Wu Yan was waiting for the peerless sword to appear in the Sword Blessing Villa at this time. At the same time, Duan Lang and Nie Feng came to Lingyun Grotto together on the side of the Leshan Giant Buddha.

"Lingyun Grotto, Nie Feng, do you still remember that when we were young, we met here for the first time?" Looking at Lingyun Grotto, Duanlang felt a lot of emotion in his heart.

"Yes, of course I remember that my father also died here." Looking at the surging river below Lingyun Grotto, Nie Feng's heart became a lot heavier, and his voice became a little low.

"If we meet Huo Qilin again today, the two of us will work together, maybe we can kill it and avenge our father!" After thinking about it for a while, Nie Feng's expression became much firmer.

Chapter 478: Duan Lang and Nie Feng Play Private Servers ([-]rd)

Nie Feng and Duanlang entered the Lingyun Cave hand in hand. Both of them came in for the magic weapon handed down from their families. Of course, Nie Feng also had the intention of entering Lingyun Cave to find clues about his father.

When they were young, they had seen the horror of the Huo Qilin, so Nie Feng and Duan Lang were cautious and vigilant.

After walking for a while, Huo Qilin hadn't met yet, but on the wall not far away, there were many scarlet fruits growing like vines, which attracted the attention of Duan Lang and Nie Feng.

The two of them approached and took a look. The bright red fruit exuded a strange fruity fragrance, which made people's index fingers move.

"This should be the legendary Blood Bodhi, right? I didn't expect our luck to be so good!" Looking at the strange fruit growing on the vine, Duan Lang's expression was a little moved, and immediately Duan Lang picked a piece of fruit. A piece of blood Bodhi came down and ate it.

It can be felt that after the blood Bodhi enters the abdomen, it is like a ball of flame, and the hot medicinal power quickly spreads into the limbs and bones, which strengthens the strength in the body.

Nie Feng and Duanlang looked overjoyed, and picked off almost all of these blood Bodhisattvas, leaving only a small part, which can be regarded as an opportunity for those who come later.

Then, the two of you, one for you and one for me, shared most of the blood bodhi equally.

"Well, all right, let's go," Nie Feng said after packing his blood bodhi in a small cloth bag, and got up to leave while talking.

However, there was a sudden clang, and the foot seemed to have kicked something.