v2 Chapter 1263： Spiritual Grass Garden Between Bamboo Mountains and Forests
There was no sound in the bustling streets, and the melon-eaters who were onlookers dispersed in a rush, far away from the center of right and wrong.
"Everyone, Li Shengyang was the first to provoke today, and Junior Brother Mu Fan is just teaching him a lesson."
Li Xuerou saw that the development of the matter was uncontrollable, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the threat was obvious: "You don't argue right and wrong, and want to fight in groups, don't you think we are not old?"
"Hmph, Junior Brother Sheng Yang's arm cannot be broken in vain."
The Promise Peak disciple replied angrily: "Either Mu Fan dies, or cuts off one of his arms, and apologizes to Junior Brother Li."
"Senior sister, you back off."
Mu Fan's eyes were condensed, like ice and frost, and the long sword between lightning and flint had already turned into a rain of swords, layer upon layer, roaring away with the momentum of mountains and seas.
"ah!"
A series of miserable howls sounded at the same time.
The Promise Sect disciples did not expect him to move so fast, there was no time to react.
The illusory sword light pierced through the shoulders of several disciples, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground howling.
Mu Fan's eyes were condensed, he retracted the flying sword, and then Yujian lifted off, like a dazzling star across the sky, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
*
"I'll go, this kid will leave as soon as he says, Xiao Shui'er is still on him."
Lin Jinyang and Yi Xian'er looked at each other, Yu Jian pursued closely.
However, the Xiaoyao faction had a defensive formation, and when the two arrived at the mountain gate, they were blocked by the defensive formation.
"Jin Ming, Jin Feng, Jin Jing."
Lin Jinyang jumped anxiously, cut his fingers, forced out three drops of blood, and used the secret method to transmit voice: "Xiao Shui'er has an accident, the three of you, who can bring Tianfeng, Tianhuo, or Tianlei in the fastest time?" Come back in time."
"What's the matter? What happened to Xiao Shui'er?"
"Who dares to bully our little Shui'er? My master crushed him to death..."
Three drops of blood floated in the palms of the palms, Lin Jinfeng and Lin Jinming's responses came quickly, with unconcealable anxiety.
"Xiao Shui'er met Mu Fan and was brought into the Xiaoyao faction by him."
Lin Jinyang was sweating anxiously on his forehead: "Mu Fan has formed an enmity with the people of Wuji Peak. I'm afraid it will be difficult to reconcile. It may be life-threatening, and I'm afraid it will affect Xiao Shui'er."
"Who did Xiao Shui'er meet?"
"Why did you let Xiao Shui'er have something to do with him?"
Two surprised questions came at the same time, full of disbelief.
"It's a long story. Which one of you can come back first? Hurry up. I'm afraid that people from Wuji Peak will seek revenge from Mu Fan. If it's too late, it will be too late."
Lin Jinyang wanted to vomit blood.
"What a coincidence, the young master is crossing the catastrophe, and the third thunder is about to come down."
Lin Jinming's helpless voice came, even if he was far away in the Spirit Snake Valley, he could still hear the resemblance. He scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, full of depression.
"Tianfeng and I have just arrived in the wild and secret place, and it is too far away from the southern border, so we won't be able to go back in a while."
Lin Jinfeng was also helpless.
As soon as he arrived in the wilderness, something happened.
God is playing with him!
"Huo'er and I rushed back. If we hurry up, the time for a stick of incense will be up."
Jin Jing's echo was like timely rain, which quenched Lin Jinyang's anxiety.
Lin Jinyang felt relieved: "You go directly to the gate of the Xiaoyao Sect. Yi Xian'er and I are waiting for them here."
"good."
Jin Jing's calm and decisive voice brings people the peace of mind of incomparable trust.
*
The Xiaoyao School, the Peak of Brutality, and the Lingcao Garden among the forests and seas of bamboo mountains.
Mu Fan grew up in the Xiaoyao faction since he was a child. Since he was six years old, he has planted and maintained spirit flowers and spirit grass in the spirit grass garden.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
He has grown from an ignorant and ignorant child to a rare immortal cultivation genius.
https://
The genius remembers the address of this site in one second:. Chasing Book Artifact Bar Novel Network mobile version reading website:
"Everyone, Li Shengyang was the first to provoke today, and Junior Brother Mu Fan is just teaching him a lesson."
Li Xuerou saw that the development of the matter was uncontrollable, the tip of the sword trembled slightly, and the threat was obvious: "You don't argue right and wrong, and want to fight in groups, don't you think we are not old?"
"Hmph, Junior Brother Sheng Yang's arm cannot be broken in vain."
The Promise Peak disciple replied angrily: "Either Mu Fan dies, or cuts off one of his arms, and apologizes to Junior Brother Li."
"Senior sister, you back off."
Mu Fan's eyes were condensed, like ice and frost, and the long sword between lightning and flint had already turned into a rain of swords, layer upon layer, roaring away with the momentum of mountains and seas.
"ah!"
A series of miserable howls sounded at the same time.
The Promise Sect disciples did not expect him to move so fast, there was no time to react.
The illusory sword light pierced through the shoulders of several disciples, spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground howling.
Mu Fan's eyes were condensed, he retracted the flying sword, and then Yujian lifted off, like a dazzling star across the sky, and disappeared before everyone's eyes.
*
"I'll go, this kid will leave as soon as he says, Xiao Shui'er is still on him."
Lin Jinyang and Yi Xian'er looked at each other, Yu Jian pursued closely.
However, the Xiaoyao faction had a defensive formation, and when the two arrived at the mountain gate, they were blocked by the defensive formation.
"Jin Ming, Jin Feng, Jin Jing."
Lin Jinyang jumped anxiously, cut his fingers, forced out three drops of blood, and used the secret method to transmit voice: "Xiao Shui'er has an accident, the three of you, who can bring Tianfeng, Tianhuo, or Tianlei in the fastest time?" Come back in time."
"What's the matter? What happened to Xiao Shui'er?"
"Who dares to bully our little Shui'er? My master crushed him to death..."
Three drops of blood floated in the palms of the palms, Lin Jinfeng and Lin Jinming's responses came quickly, with unconcealable anxiety.
"Xiao Shui'er met Mu Fan and was brought into the Xiaoyao faction by him."
Lin Jinyang was sweating anxiously on his forehead: "Mu Fan has formed an enmity with the people of Wuji Peak. I'm afraid it will be difficult to reconcile. It may be life-threatening, and I'm afraid it will affect Xiao Shui'er."
"Who did Xiao Shui'er meet?"
"Why did you let Xiao Shui'er have something to do with him?"
Two surprised questions came at the same time, full of disbelief.
"It's a long story. Which one of you can come back first? Hurry up. I'm afraid that people from Wuji Peak will seek revenge from Mu Fan. If it's too late, it will be too late."
Lin Jinyang wanted to vomit blood.
"What a coincidence, the young master is crossing the catastrophe, and the third thunder is about to come down."
Lin Jinming's helpless voice came, even if he was far away in the Spirit Snake Valley, he could still hear the resemblance. He scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, full of depression.
"Tianfeng and I have just arrived in the wild and secret place, and it is too far away from the southern border, so we won't be able to go back in a while."
Lin Jinfeng was also helpless.
As soon as he arrived in the wilderness, something happened.
God is playing with him!
"Huo'er and I rushed back. If we hurry up, the time for a stick of incense will be up."
Jin Jing's echo was like timely rain, which quenched Lin Jinyang's anxiety.
Lin Jinyang felt relieved: "You go directly to the gate of the Xiaoyao Sect. Yi Xian'er and I are waiting for them here."
"good."
Jin Jing's calm and decisive voice brings people the peace of mind of incomparable trust.
*
The Xiaoyao School, the Peak of Brutality, and the Lingcao Garden among the forests and seas of bamboo mountains.
Mu Fan grew up in the Xiaoyao faction since he was a child. Since he was six years old, he has planted and maintained spirit flowers and spirit grass in the spirit grass garden.
In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.
He has grown from an ignorant and ignorant child to a rare immortal cultivation genius.
https://
The genius remembers the address of this site in one second:. Chasing Book Artifact Bar Novel Network mobile version reading website:
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