Must have been crushed by the villain

Tan Han drifted on the water, nodding his head up and down, and hesitating a little. The desire at that moment didn't seem to be within the range of these three words, that is to say, there is no need to tell Du Fei?While thinking, he re-expanded to the original body, and got into the depths of the pool.

But Du Fei got up, turned around, and saw Han Ling squatting on the bank in a different position, staring at the pool very seriously.

"What's wrong?" He asked subconsciously, feeling like he was talking to Young Tiger, and Han Ling's pure expression of excitement and joy made him feel misplaced, but...

"I'm hungry, let's catch fish and eat!"

Do tigers like to eat fish?Du Fei thought hesitantly, maybe it's because change has become human nature that he has such a habit?But shouldn't the desire to eat and drink be put an end to the cultivation of the Immortal Physique?Even monsters should wash away the air of karma in the world of mortals.

But it was impossible for him to say what he said, so Du Fei had no choice but to put on an expression as if he was watching his spiritual pet messing around, watching Han Ling scoop out three small fish with his spiritual power.

When he saw these three small fishes, Du Fei's expression changed, and he was slightly surprised: "Silver fin feather fish?" Looking carefully at these three small silver fin fishes, there is a piece of transparent and very beautiful feathers on their gills , fluttering slightly like wings.

This kind of fish has a very good effect on cleaning the meridians, and can feed back the spiritual power to nourish the water and soil. It seems that He Antian really put in a lot of hard work when he chose the mountain for him.

"Yes, it's silver-finned feather fish. The meat of this kind of fish is the most delicious." Han Ling moved his ears as if thinking of something, and then smiled happily. He played the blue animal pupils into two crescent moons, revealing With white and bright teeth, he grasped the small fish in his hands, and with a light touch of his sharp knuckles, a piece of fish flesh peeled off and floated into the air in a state of free fall.

He smiled and said, "Catch it with your cold flame."

Du Fei was slightly stunned, but he stretched out his hand obediently, and Senbai's Leng Xinyan wrapped the fish in it. With just one breath, the fish was crystal white and tender, exuding the fresh fragrance of the fish and the coldness of Lengyan.

Han Ling fished out the fish from Leng Xinyan and handed it to Du Fei, "Taste it."

To be able to put it into Leng Xinyan empty-handed, the body strength of the beast might not be weaker than any fairy-level artifact, Du Fei thought so, he looked into Han Ling's eyes, reached out to take the fish, and put it very steadily. In the mouth, the taste of the fish was really good, silky and tender, but after eating, the stomach immediately rolled, and the surging spiritual power exploded from the abdomen, and a strong cold air suddenly surged up.

Not good, Du Fei sat down on the spot, closed his eyes and meditated, to calm the surging spiritual power in his meridians.

Han Ling touched his chin, swallowed the remaining two fish, then pulled off the collar of his clothes, and smiled in a low voice, "It seems that you can't eat the rest of the meat, but you can't eat it anymore. It’s okay, good things are yet to come.”

He thought to himself: Du Fei better grow up faster. Even if he knows his intentions are wrong, he won't always avoid trouble and respond with a respectful and cold attitude. Maybe Du Fei will directly want to kill him. It's just right for him to kill himself, he can pester Du Fei shamelessly as much as he wants.

A hero is afraid of pestering a cat, so there is always a way to force him to submit.

The sun was slanting to the west, and when it was almost noon, the missionary elders flew from the sky and went to the sky above the mountain to give Du Fei some basic knowledge points of Wan Jianzong, but the mountain guard formation didn't even take him a while. I don't know how to break through and get in, and no one paid any attention to sending a few sound transmission talismans.

Seeing that the time for this Longyuan Sword Stele to show its power is almost here.

The missionary elder talked and stopped firmly in mid-air, deciding to wait for Du Fei to suffer, and then he was swaggered in and invited in to teach him a lesson.

Every afternoon of the Longyuan Sword Monument is the moment when the sword energy bursts out, and it is also the most proud and longing time for the disciples of Wan Jianzong to practice. They can study their own strength, and they can also look at the strongest announced by the sword monument. rankings.

Time passed by little by little, and then it was frozen at the time when the last rays of the setting sun left.

"Boom--"

Please note that a large wave of sword energy is coming.

Du Fei, who was dizzy and concentrating on calming the surging spiritual power, was unsuspecting. In fact, he had almost calmed down the surging spiritual power, but the unexpected attack of this wave of sword energy made him He fell short, and his blood was so shocked that he churned.

"Sword Qi?" Han Ling was also taken aback, and muttered, "Hey, this Longyuan Sword Stele is so old, how can it guarantee such a high frequency of active release of sword Qi?"

Du Fei opened his eyes, and just about to speak, his hoarse and dry throat made him purse his lips in discomfort, coughed twice, and then saw a wave of sword energy coming again, he couldn't dodge it in time, and subconsciously released the sword The net, the sword qi and the sword net intertwined, and the two collapsed each other.

"What is this?" Du Fei stood up with a serious expression on his face. This wave of sword energy seemed to be getting stronger and stronger.

Han Ling looked at him and said with a smile, "It seems to be the benefits given to disciples by Wan Jianzong. If you are a direct disciple, you will be treated extra, and it seems that the ranking will be ranked in the end."

Du Fei frowned fiercely. His spiritual power is not stable now, and he can't accept the purge of the sword energy at all. He couldn't help but secretly scolded Tang Shuo and the two who had taught him the common knowledge of Wanjianzong before, but he didn't expect that they were going to teach him Knowledge, and the missionary elder who was going to help him cancel the sword energy experience was blocked outside the mountain formation.

Han Ling narrowed his eyes, looked at Du Fei with a smile, and his vertical pupils did not hide his excitement, "You have nothing to do now, do you want me to help?"

If you really want him to help, you won't break the sky.

Du Fei was speechless, turned his face away and prepared to call Tan Han out to help first, but after a sweep of his spiritual thoughts, he found that Tan Han was sleeping soundly in the pool, the blood color on his body was flickering, and he had entered a state of trance .

"... I'm sorry to trouble you." There was a feeling of grinding teeth.

"No trouble." Han Ling blinked happily at Du Fei, then stretched out his long legs, and sat among the grass on the central island, letting go of the aura carelessly against the strong wind. His breath seemed to be stuck, and he was not allowed to move an inch further than three inches away from him.

"This Longyuan sword tablet is really old, and its strength is not very good!" He narrowed his eyes and said leisurely.

Du Fei: "..."

The pool water was rolling, and the sword energy was bitter. After waiting for a stick of incense, Du Fei finally couldn't help asking: "Can I stop?"

This kind of intensity is no longer something he can bear. He always feels that bad things will happen if Han Ling continues, but Han Ling still sits there casually, turning his head to look at Du Fei with a smile, and suddenly In the aura, it turned into a white tiger. It lay on the grass, arched its waist full of wild temptation, and occasionally wagged its tail. It was really lazy.

"Wow~" he roared in the direction of the sword stele, and the sword energy was completely dissipated under the impact of the sound waves.

The corners of Du Fei's eyes twitched suddenly, and an increasingly bad premonition arose spontaneously. After the sword energy dissipated, a scarlet light suddenly shot up from the sword monument, like a falling waterfall, lighting up the entire sky , so that all monks are clearly visible.

Starting from No.1, arrange them in a row, and No.1 is Du Fei!

The entire sect was silent, and all spiritual thoughts froze in an instant.

In just one day, Du Fei successfully made all the disciples of Wan Jianzong, including those who swept the floor of the outer sect, remember him deeply: this newcomer Du Fei has passed the Sword Monument and Sword Field despite his low cultivation base, and he is still at this very moment. Winning the first place, with such a strong posture, the entire Wanjianzong is so arrogant!Someone really should take away his spirit, he was so arrogant, too mysterious, but also too much!

"It worked well."

The white tiger rolled over on the grass, and the thick white fluff was stained with a lot of grass, he turned around, flicked his tail at Du Fei casually, and the grass flew towards him.

I'm afraid it's useless to accuse or preach.Du Fei frowned and looked at the sky for a while, then pursed his lips silently. He could only hope that this large formation could block those swarming Wanjianzong disciples, but the sense of oppression pointed at his head like a sword, and he had to work hard to improve own strength.

He turned his head to look at the orchid, and ethereal energy flickered beside it. If this orchid was tempered, it could be improved to a certain level.

Feeling lost, the white tiger turned over gracefully, jumped to Du Fei's side, made a turn, and jumped on it with precision.

"Ow~"

Du Fei subconsciously touched Baihu's neck with his backhand, smoothing his hair skillfully, "Don't make trouble." The next moment he let go of his hand in embarrassment.

The white tiger chuckled, and passed Du Fei's abdomen with his tail smoothly and naturally.

Du Fei stood there for a while, his expression very delicate.

When the sky was completely dark, the missionary elder stood in the same place desolately, looking at the Longyuan sword stele, wondering in his heart, even if Su Xian was not here today, it would not make Du Fei the number one, Yue Yang and Leng Feng could They were all there, and tried to use sword energy to open the mountain protection array again, but they were bounced away without exception. The missionary elder finally pulled his face down, and decided to go back to the main hall to trouble He Anyian.

On the other side of the mountain peak, Yue Yang's throat moved, and he looked at the ranking list on the other side of the sword tablet in disbelief. Suddenly, in the darkness, a dark figure rushed past him, then stopped, and the figure slowly turned Turn around and stare at Yue Yang.

"Which mountain does this newcomer Du Fei live in?"

Yue Yang's breath was stagnant, and he looked at Leng Feng in black robe with some embarrassment, "Second Junior Brother, how did you get out of the customs? Have you mastered your Shadowless Sword?" Given Du Fei's state, he still wanted to protect him for a while. , maybe He Antian ran over to help his junior get this score on a whim?Master often has this case, it is hard for him not to think so.

"Not yet." Leng Feng said indifferently: "The new junior brother seems to be very strong. I am currently in a bottleneck. If I can fight with him, I think I can make a breakthrough."

"..." Yue Yang was secretly worried. Although Wu Hu is a fighting maniac, he seldom hurts anyone. But if Leng Feng makes a move, I am afraid that if Du Fei has no match, he will definitely be killed or injured, but soon he had a flash of inspiration. , smiled and said: "Second Junior Brother, I'm afraid you don't know yet, Huang is back, and Fourth Junior Brother has already gone to Piaoxue Sect to invite you to fight."

"Invitation to fight?" Leng Feng was smoothly guided by Yue Yang, he raised his eyebrows, and asked in doubt: "Senior brother, have you mastered your sword intent?"

Yue Yang said: "That's right, and this Huang wants to hold a double cultivation ceremony with others, the fear of being conflicted by Fourth Junior Brother has already passed."

"So that's it." Leng Feng frowned, nodded and walked back, but after two steps, he suddenly stopped, turned to look at Yue Yang, and asked in a deep voice, "Which mountain is Du Fei on?"

Yue Yang: "..."

I'm sorry little brother, your second brother is too persistent, he really has nothing to do.

On the central island, Du Fei sat cross-legged, with a calm expression and seemed not to care about the troubles ahead. He infiltrated his spiritual thoughts into his dantian, and urged the sword of dantian. The orchid in front of it was suddenly sucked away the ethereal energy the size of a thin vine. This is one of the three mysterious energies in the world, space.

Han Ling sat in front of him, looking at Du Fei with his chin resting.

It seemed that an inexplicable consensus had been reached. Du Fei didn't seem to think that Han Ling would hurt him at all, but he also felt ignored.

Waiting boredly for a stick of incense, Han Ling leaned close to Du Fei's neck and blew into his ear ambiguously. There was a slight tremor, and the blush spread from the earlobe. He grinned and gritted his teeth. On Du Fei's main artery, he touched his most sensitive place.

"Immortal Master." Du Fei opened his eyes and didn't move for a long time. He didn't want to move, but his pride made him not want to back away. He squinted his eyes and stared at Han Ling, but the color of his eyes was as deep as a pitch-black sky.

Although Du Fei doesn't quite understand why Han Ling always likes to do these ambiguous things to him, it's okay that the masculine instinct makes him chase after the strong one.

"En." Before Han Ling backed away, his eyes flashed fiercely, he bit Du Fei's neck, and increased his strength, there was a faint smell of blood between his lips and teeth, the ink-like black, in stark contrast to the pure blue , he asked innocently: "Have you recovered from your injury?"

"Okay." Du Fei remained expressionless.

"And it seems that the realm has improved a lot." Han Ling licked his lips, swallowed the bloody smell into his stomach, and said with a half-smile, "Are you in the late stage of the Celestial Immortal now?"

"Not yet." Du Fei shook his head, after all, he was not used to this posture, so he planned to stand up.

"I don't believe it, let me see." Han Ling suddenly pressed Du Fei's shoulder, and quickly rushed over.

Du Fei was caught off guard and didn't need to hold it down. He felt a soft touch on his lips, and then a rough tongue. Before he could react, Han Ling had already retreated a foot away with a triumphant smile, and folded his hands In front of his chest, he said uncomfortably: "It is confirmed, but it is only a little short of breaking through the bottleneck. I will help you."

The energy contained in the beast liquid is probably one-third of that of the silver-finned feather fish. Du Fei once again felt the surge of spiritual power in the dantian, but it was gentler and helped him overcome the bottleneck period more quickly. Just this way...

Du Fei clenched his fists tightly, and then let go the next moment.

It's too forbearing, Han Ling sighed helplessly in his heart, if Du Fei asked, he could still tell the love he pursued logically, but if Du Fei refused to even question, even if he said it, he would only be dismissed by the other party one side.

In the dark night, the stars were very bright, and the tiny starlight sprinkled down, a shadowless sword intent suddenly came towards the mountain formation. It was Leng Feng who found that he couldn't find Du Fei, and was trying to break the formation.

Han Ling turned into a white tiger and lay down on the grass. The grass is very soft and the fragrance of the soil is one of his favorite tastes. A sword shadow was drawn down. Han Ling looked at the sky for two hours. This guy's patience It's really enough, he turned around in boredom, and lay down on his stomach in a different direction.

In the middle of the night, Leng Feng finally stopped, ready to go back and change his clothes before continuing.

At dawn the next day, Du Fei left the mountain while Han Ling was still sound asleep on the grass.

There was a mess outside the mountain peak, and all kinds of sword energy spread across the field. In addition to Leng Feng's masterpiece of a big night, there were also the sword energy left by the preaching elders and the disciples of the elders who came to experience the teaching. Du Fei watched silently. After a long time, I was sure in my heart that I must become an alternative existence of Wan Jianzong.

A sound transmission symbol flew over and exploded, "Du Fei, come to the mission field!" This is the voice of the missionary elder.

Du Fei pursed his lips, let go of these thoughts, and walked towards Wan Jianzong's missionary field.

There are a lot of people in the missionary field, almost all of them are waiting in line to ask the missionary elders one by one about the exercises, but not everyone can ask the missionary elders, each person only has the right to ask the missionary elders once a year, used After that, unless you are doing the Zongmen contribution task, you can get this opportunity.

Du Fei was planning to go and line up, but the missionary elder saw him and immediately waved to him, "Du Fei, come here!"

This call blew up the nest, and all the direct disciples who lined up looked at Du Fei in unison.

"Is this Du Fei? It's really the realm of the late Celestial Immortal!"

"I'm afraid it's some kind of powerful only son with a treasure in his body, bah, if you want to say that he has the ability to cross the sword field and become No. 1 in the daily test, I don't believe it!"

"Be careful what you say, that's the suzerain's direct disciple!"

"What happened to the direct disciple! Isn't it amazing!"

……

Showing friendship is a bad policy. If someone intentionally makes friends, I'm afraid two or three times will leak the details. It's a big deal, but it's a pity that Du Fei didn't know about it. He Antian knew about Han Ling's existence long ago, and he was so angry that he vomited blood several times. Compared with Du Fei who was being chased and hugged, the situation was much better.

So Du Fei walked over with a cold face, bowed to the missionary elder, and said lightly: "Elder."

Suddenly, there was a golden light on the mission field, and a golden stone tablet suddenly appeared out of thin air.

The missionary elder pointed to this stone tablet and said to Du Fei: "To reach the realm of immortals, everyone has their own way of cultivating immortality. Wan Jianzong just included you in the sect and allocated resources. There are hundreds of sword repair battles, big and small, for you to watch and feel, but it can only be used for half a month, after half a month, I will go there and get it back in person.”

By the way, let's see what the formation on Du Fei's side is!

The thin-skinned missionary elder didn't intend to reveal the fact that he was blocked outside Du Fei's mountain peak at all, and giving Du Fei this thing in the mission field would always bring him a lot of hatred, which can be regarded as repaying the little boy in his heart. resentment.

"Thank you, elder." Du Fei put away the stele with a storage bag.

The missionary elder nodded to him, "You might as well listen to my explanations to other direct disciples, it will also be good for your realm improvement."

The direct disciple on the opposite side looked at Du Fei with eyes full of envy and envy.

Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then reacted immediately, and evaded: "This disciple is new here, and I want to go to Jinshu Pavilion to learn more about our sect. The elder has been busy all day, and the disciple really doesn't want to bother."

Actually despising him, the missionary elder suddenly had a mouthful of blood in his throat. He looked into the distance, gritted his teeth and said: "Then you should go to Jinshu Pavilion first, and remember to read more books about Wan Jianzong's achievements."

Du Fei nodded in response and was about to leave.

A sword energy suddenly passed behind him, and the cold sword intent was like a shadow deeply imprinted on the ground beside Du Fei. When he turned his head suddenly, he saw a swordsman standing behind him, his whole body exuding a dark brilliance.

"You are Du Fei?" The man said coldly, "I have been waiting for you all night."

Du Fei: "..."

Although the direct disciples around him are hostile to him, no one dares to make him look bad in front of the missionary elders, but this person directly attacked him. Who is it? I am afraid that only He Antian's direct disciples will do this. This temperament, I am afraid It was Leng Feng, the second senior brother that Yue Yang talked about, who had reached the stage of Dacheng in practicing the Shadowless Sword.

"Draw out your sword, let's fight!" Leng Feng said coldly.

Du Fei could even feel everyone's eyes on him as if they were watching a show, but he didn't expect the trouble to come so quickly. He took a deep breath, looked at Leng Feng, and said, "Your Excellency, Senior Brother Leng Feng?"

Leng Feng said slowly in his deep voice: "That's right."

Leng Feng, as a strongman in the mid-term of Nine Heavens Profound Immortal, normally Du Fei would definitely match him with his seniors, but now that the opponent invites him to fight with his peers, it is impossible for him to lower his posture, nor can he slap his face to pretend to be fat. , must be trampled by thousands of people.

The missionary elder stroked his beard, watching the show with some hidden interest.

Du Fei was very silent, and after a while, he suddenly asked: "I wonder if I can go to the hidden sword building to fight?" As long as there is still a chance, he will never avoid fighting in this life!

Cangjian Tower is the most frequently used venue for the disciples of Wanjian Sect. The biggest advantage of fighting here is that two people can fight at the same level. There is no cheating. Only the skills of swordsmanship and sword The level of meaning.

Leng Feng frowned, and opened his mouth to refuse. His invitation to fight has always been a battle of life and death.

"Ahem." The missionary elder said in time, "That's right, it's been a long time since the Cangjian Tower has had any major events, so today I'll accompany you for a walk and be a referee."

Now that the missionary elder had already spoken, Leng Feng closed his mouth and nodded in agreement.

The hidden sword building is located at the farthest place from the main hall, in order to stay away from the influence of the Longyuan sword stele. It is located on the floating platform on the cliff. Once Wan Jianzong's disciples step on the empty space, they can be sent high into the sky by the formation, step on the ring, and their own strength will also be affected by the formation.

Many disciples of Wan Jianzong heard the news and ran over to see what the new Du Fei was capable of. They also flew a lot of light over Du Fei's mountain. Han Ling suddenly opened his eyes, Turning over, standing up in human form, rubbing his chin and looking into the distance for a while, suddenly he laughed.

At the hidden sword building, the missionary elder stood at the high altitude of the ring, and said to Du Fei and Leng Feng: "You guys choose the realm."

Du Fei glanced at Leng Feng, and said in a deep voice: "Earth Immortal Stage!" If it was compared to the supernatural powers in the realm, Du Fei might lose miserably, so he could only seek a chance to win a little bit.

"Why is the realm pressure so low? How can this be compared? With such spiritual power, many supernatural powers can't be used at all." Everyone was in an uproar.

Leng Feng nodded indifferently, "Okay, at the early stage of immortality!"

Du Fei smiled, "I don't know what kind of sword my brother practiced?"

"Tends to nothing, as fast as a flash." Leng Feng uttered a sentence coldly.

Suddenly, a white light flashed, and Han Ling's figure disappeared among the crowd. He licked the back of his hand excitedly, quietly paying attention to this unfair battle. Of course, who is this unfair targeting? Still to be read in detail below!