Quickly wear the boss and don’t be cannon fodder

The disciples of the Sword Immortal Sect immediately retorted: "You are obviously just looking for trouble. Anyone who questions you will swear an oath. How can I, the Sword Immortal Sect, have any face?"

Su Wentian sneered and said, "Isn't it just an oath of inner demons, and you don't even dare to make it?"

Fu Xuan secretly hated Su Wentian for his ignorance. He pretended to be calm and said: "It's not difficult for me to swear the inner demon oath. Unless you defeat me, if anyone comes to me to question me, I will swear the inner demon oath." Then I, the young master of the Sword Immortal Sect, am too weak to be bullied."

People from all the sects of the Immortal Sect nodded in agreement. Why should you doubt others? They must swear an oath of inner demons.

Then if you are suspicious, you should provide evidence. If there is no evidence, you will make people swear an oath of inner demons. This behavior is very bandit and unreasonable.

In this world of immortality where the strong are respected, strength speaks for itself. When Su Wentian heard this, he stood up and said, "I'll fight you. I've wanted to beat you, this heartless man."

Lingshuang explained for Fu Xuan at the side: "Brother Fu doesn't like Senior Sister Su Yan at all. The two of them broke off their engagement peacefully at the beginning. Because you are Senior Sister Su's eldest brother, we are polite to you. Don't slander us." Brother Fu’s good reputation.”

Su Wentian snorted coldly, looked at Fu Xuan, and said in a deep voice: "Come on, don't you dare to fight? Let a woman take the lead?"

Fu Xuan was angered by Su Wentian's provocative tone and flew down, and the two instantly started fighting in the middle of the square.

The sword light flashed across, the sword's intent was dangerous, and the others hurriedly stepped back, leaving a large open space for the two of them.

Su Yan watched the two people fighting back and forth in the crowd. At present, it seemed that the two people were pretty evenly matched in strength.

But the weapon in Fu Xuan Sheng's hand was of a higher grade, probably a heaven-grade spiritual sword.

The spear in Su Wentian's hand was only a purple-grade spear.

In this plane, whether it is elixirs, weapons, or other magical weapons, the order of grades from low to high is white, green, blue, purple, earth, heaven, immortal, and god.

The weapons of Su Wentian and Fu Xuan differed by two levels. They were basically the difference between a fruit knife and a machete. It was obvious at a glance which one was more lethal and of better quality.

Sure enough, in less than a moment, Su Wentian was already showing signs of decline, and all the immortal disciples who were watching looked at Fu Xuan in the field with great admiration.

He was worthy of being the disciple with the strongest enlightenment ability in the Sword Immortal Sect. The killing aura of the sword's intention made them unable to help but feel palpitations even from dozens of meters away.

Within a few breaths, Su Wentian was knocked to the dust. Fu Xuan put his sword against his neck, and the winner was decided.

Fu Xuan pretended to be generous and said: "Today is my happy day. I don't have to argue with you. If you continue to pester me in the future, don't blame me for being ruthless."

People from other immortal sects also expressed their appreciation for Fu Xuan's generosity. Even Zeng Jie, who was next to Su Yan, said with admiration: "I knew that Immortal Fu Xuan would not disappoint."

Su Yan smiled perfunctorily, and then walked out with Ah Hai.

"Hey, Miss Su Yan, where are you going?"

Suddenly he realized that the person he had just called was Miss Su Yan. Could this Miss Su Yan be the Su Yan in this dispute?

Zeng Jie looked at her in disbelief and walked towards the field step by step. He suddenly realized that he could not see through the other party's cultivation level at all, which meant that her cultivation level was higher than his, at least Nascent Soul or above.

"What an indomitable young master of the Sword Immortal Sect and a genius disciple of Chongyun Mountain, but he is actually a heartless, despicable, and full of lies."

Su Yanren didn't appear, but the voice had already spread to every corner of the square.

Everyone who heard her voice and was familiar with her voice looked at the source of the sound in shock.

I saw a female fairy walking out of the Tianshan Sect with a little boy carved in pink and jade.

Lingshuang on the high platform, Su Wentian who stood up in embarrassment, Fu Xuan who was holding a sword and looking in disbelief, Shanshui Immortal Lord who was sitting at the elders' seat, and a group of Chongyun Mountain disciples standing behind him , all looked at her in shock and curiosity.

"Who are you? How dare you insult me, the young master of the Sword Immortal Sect!"

She just heard her say: "Junior brother and sister, today is your big day. Senior sister, I wanted to come here to send you a blessing, but I didn't expect that you would be so shameless and even want to keep secrets from me."

As soon as Su Yan said this, all the disciples of the Immortal Sect were shocked.

Shan Shui stood up from his seat in an instant, and came to Su Yan from the elder's seat in an instant. He asked in disbelief: "Are you really Su Yan?"

Lingshuang's panic flashed away, and then she scolded: "Don't try to deceive everyone here. My senior sister Su Yan failed to conceive a baby that day and is already exhausted. How can you be my senior sister?"

Su Yan looked at Lingshuang sarcastically, then looked at the master in front of him indifferently, and then lifted the veil from his face.

The moment her veil was lifted, Fu Xuan, as calm as he was, couldn't help but frown.

Not only because she was the same as he remembered, but also because her appearance was three points better than before.

There was a gasp among the disciples of Chongyun Mountain. Apparently they were also the ones who knew Su Yan's appearance and inside story.

When the injured Su Wentian saw her appearance, his eyes became wet.

Ling Shuang on the stage looked in disbelief. Is she really a senior sister? Why is she still alive?

Su Yan sneered: "Master, don't you remember your disciple anymore?"

"Su Yan, you are still alive."