Chapter 1039： Yosuke Yamayama

Ye Lan, Yun Qingwan and the others couldn't think of anything, they just separated, and they will meet Lin Tian again in this barren mountain land.

Several people were very happy.

Yun Qingwan's small face is full of joy, her beautiful eyes glowing, she seems most excited.

Encountered the fear raised by Leng Fengdian and other cultivators in the Serpent Valley, all of a sudden disappeared.

"Second Master, why is he with Leng Fengdian and the others!"

Yun Qingwan was excited and confused.

Ye Lan and others were also surprised and puzzled.

but.

Lin Tian is here, and they are not afraid of Leng Fengdian.

At this moment Lin Tian has also stood up.

"Jian Wufeng, if Ben Shao can't help but pinch this ant to death, you should have no objection!"

Leng Fengdian's incomparable eyes glanced at Lin Tian, ​​and immediately sneered at Jian Wufeng: "Young Master Ben hasn't seen such a lifeless ant for a long time!"

"Dead, it depends on who is dead!"

Jian Wufeng glanced at Lin Tian coldly, then shook his head and said, "It doesn't matter if you handle it well and don't cause anything else! However, you must not hurt the people of the Tianlan Sect! Or other people in the Dongzhou cultivation world, otherwise This young man can't explain it!"

"Hey, good!"

Leng Fengdian gave a yin smile and turned to look at Lin Tian, ​​seemingly ready to do it.

But at this time, from above the valley, a burst of anger suddenly broke out.

"Sword no wind, Leng Fengdian, you are looking for death!"

This angry shout, like a rolling wave, with a terrifying aura, rolled down from the valley.

Soon.

Two figures flew down from the cliff.

"Pang Jinglong!"

"Elder Pang!"

Seeing the incoming person, both Leng Fengdian and Jian Wufeng's expressions changed.

just.

Among them, Leng Fengdian squinted his eyes, and immediately calmed down, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking, and he didn't panic because of Pang Jinglong's arrival.

On the contrary, there was no wind in the sword, and his face was a little panic.

"Sword Wufeng, you are so good!"

Pang Jinglong stepped forward with Xiao Changkong, and he saw Lin Tian standing beside him from a long distance, his face trembled, his heart shook and a drum filled his back, and a chill filled his back.

However, Pang Jinglong breathed a sigh of relief that Ye Lan, Yun Qingwan and others are still safe and sound.

If something happens to Yun Qing late, the whole Dongzhou will be in chaos.

Who knows if Lin Tian will be furious because of this?

"Elder Pang!"

Seeing Pang Jinglong's angry face, Jian Wufeng took a deep breath, stepped forward, respectfully saluted, and said, "I am with Fengdian, and my master knows it too!"

"Huh! You know? What if you know!"

Pang Jinglong snorted coldly, and shouted: "But does he know that you want to capture innocent girls as a tool for cultivation? This is simply a magical act! Some things that Leng Fengdian did before were not too much, so we just opened one eye. Close one eye! Now, you actually hit Tian Lan Zong Yun Qingwan's head with your idea. Do you want to pull our Wenxingu and even the entire Sword Saint Mountain into the water!"

After hearing this, Jian Wufeng's face was startled, full of stunned.

The cold wind code on the side is also puzzled.

"Elder Pang, what you said is a bit serious!"

Jian Wufeng gave a slight salute, and then spoke again, saying: "In our Dongzhou Cultivation Realm, we are dispensable, how can we threaten us? Not to mention this Yunqingwan, in terms of cultivation, itself is a waste. One. But she has a special profound yin aura in her body, which is more precious to our cultivation than the top-grade spiritual stone! If you don't use it, it's a waste of nothing!"

"Thanksgiving Tianlanzong?"

Pang Jinglong's face trembled and his legs almost slipped. He panted and shouted, "Do you know who will win the first place this time?"

"Elder Pang, if there is no accident, of course it was born at that step!"

Seeing Pang Jinglong's anger more intense, Jian Wufeng was puzzled. He was a little worried and confused, and said, "It's just that Wuhui is the first. What does it have to do with Lanzong and Yun Qingwan this day?"

"what relationship?"

Pang Jinglong gritted his teeth, and said angrily: "The relationship is, this time the first place in the martial arts association is Yun Qingwan! That Busheng can't even take a single move!"

what!

Jian Wufeng, Leng Fengdian and the others were all stunned on the spot, with incredible expressions on their faces.

"Elder Pang, is this correct?"

Jian Wufeng is hard to believe that Yun Qingwan, who is rumored to be a waste of cultivation in Dongzhou, can actually win the martial arts first place. This sounds ridiculous.

In Jian Wufeng's view, it might be a mistake.

"mistake?"

Pang Jinglong really wanted to slap Jian Wufeng with a slap, but the latter, as a rare genius in Wenxingu, was one of the ten great arrogances of Sword Saint Mountain. This time he came to protect people, not to kill, so he endured his anger. "Do you think the old man is dizzy? Now, apologize to Sect Master Ye and Miss Yun!"

"apologize?"

Jian Wufeng was stunned for a moment, his brows frowned. Jian Wufeng was asking Xingu to rise up and become a genius second to none, and even one of the top ten arrogances. When did he apologize and show weakness?

Even if he could, he couldn't make it through in terms of face.

After a little hesitation, Jian Wufeng gritted his teeth and said: "Elder Pang, since you said that Yun Qingwan won the first place in the Wuhui, she is already a member of my Sword Saint Mountain. Then what sect did you enter? Is it possible to become my disciple of Wenxingu? If so, it is not impossible for me as a senior to apologize to her!"

"Do you know what talent Miss Yun is? Whose disciple is she? Huh, we Sword Saint Mountain, but we are not qualified to teach her yet!"

Pang Jinglong pointed to Jian Wufeng and sternly shouted: "Apologize, otherwise the old man can't save you!"

As he said, Pang Jinglong's eyes couldn't help but fall to Lin Tian who was aside, and the dark center frightened.

"Not my disciple of Sword Saint Mountain?"

Jian Wufeng glared at him, and then frowned: "Elder Pang, you want me to apologize for an outsider now? And, does my master know about this! Such a genius, unexpectedly gave it away!"

"Brother Jian, I think it's better for you to apologize quickly!"

At this time, Xiao Changkong followed to persuade him, with anxious expression on his face.

"Hahahaha... Such a genius, it is ridiculous not to be used by you Sword Saint Mountain!"

Suddenly the Leng Fengdian on the side laughed loudly and said, "In that case, why not take it away from me?"

"Dare you try to move her?"

Lin Tian raised his head and squinted at Leng Fengdian, and said coldly: "The entire Snake and Scorpion Valley is not enough for your funeral!"

"Damn ants! You are looking for death!"

Lin Tian was scolded in front of so many people, and Leng Fengdian was furious and was about to take action.

"Leng Fengdian, do you not exist as an old man!"

Pang Jinglong was really furious. He stepped forward and slapped Lengfengdian away.

But at this moment, a loud noise like a wave suddenly came from mid-air.

Immediately, bursts of black smoke rose, and a white skull fell from the sky, and greeted Pang Jinglong's hand with a bang.

Pedal~

Pang Jinglong was immediately beaten so far!

"who!"

Angrily, Pang Jinglong raised his head and looked into the air.

"Jie Jie, it's okay to kill, but don't break the good things I'm waiting for!"

A strange laughter came from the thick black fog in the air, and immediately two figures shrouded in black robes stepped down.

"It's you!"

Seeing the two figures appearing, Pang Jinglong's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "Soul Mountain Walker!"