Immortal Emperor’s Self-cultivation

　　 also has the best fire roots.

　　 This gave Chu Xiaolian an innate sense of substitution for Feng Nanming.

　　 Feng Nanming is fine.

　　 was called ‘Feng Nanming’ abruptly!

　　 One can imagine how frustrated this buddy has lived over the years.

　　 "Senior Brother Feng and Senior Brother, they won't continue until now, they still don't agree!"

　　 Chu Xiaolian asked curiously.

　　 Yue Tai A nodded: "After returning from experience at the age of 13, the big brother has been restrained, but has always wanted to shake hands with Senior Brother Feng to make peace."

　　 "However, Brother Feng seems to be unable to swallow this breath, and he is still unwilling to follow Senior Brother with us."

　　Old Yan’s voice resounded in Chu Xiaolian’s mind: "It's not just that you can't breathe."

　　 "According to my guess, the main thing is to take into account the attitude of the master!"

　　Chu Xiaolian: "Master's attitude?"

　　 Old Yan said calmly: "This is normal. Many top immortals have this situation."

　　 "The elders of the teacher's door are not pleasing to each other, and secretly competed for hundreds of years, and then the apprentices have to tear them up on the surface."

　　 "It is called ‘internal competition’ and ‘sharpening the disciples’, but it’s actually grudge."

　　 "This kid named Feng Nanming has a poor family background, so he has to rely on his master to cover him."

　　 "So even if he can swallow that breath by himself, he can't swallow it, even if he can't beat Li Xiaozi, he can't be counseled!"

　　 Chu Xiaolian couldn't laugh or cry: "This is not asking for trouble!"

　　 Yan old said: "You don't understand, people fight for a breath, Buddha fights for a stick of incense, the whole school and kindness are actually very boring."

　　 "Just like Jianzun Zhu Yan and Jianzun Hanhai, they seem to be incompatible with fire and water, but they are actually daily pastimes."

　　 "In addition, letting lazy disciples get beaten can also urge them to practice hard.

　　Chu Xiaolian (￣o￣): "Master, you look so good!"

　　Old Yan said triumphantly: "That's natural, all came here like this, the old man was the same as Li Xiaozi back then."

　　 "Back then, the old man swept the Taicang Holy Land with swords, and no one of my fellow brothers could stop him, but isn't that kid Jiang Xuanyu dissatisfied with me?"

　　 "Actually, the old man knows that he has always wanted to admit it, but his master and me are not convinced by either."

　　 "If you follow me as a little brother? His master must hang him up and beat him!"

　　 "In the end, he kept fighting against me and couldn't fight me all the time, so he was forced to practice too much forgiveness..."

　　 Suddenly, Yan Lao's voice stopped abruptly.

　　 He coughed gently and said, "It's all old things, don't mention it, don't mention it!"

　　Chu Xiaolian's expression is weird: "Teacher, Sage Master Taicang also repairs the sword of Wangqing?"

　　Old Yan replied: "Ahem, yes, he sees the old man's practice is too powerful, and he also wants to learn how to do Haoran swordsmanship."

　　 "But that guy is sinister, sly, and despicable, and he can't realize the grandeur."

　　 "Haoran sword intent, that is the great love of heaven and earth that can only be understood by abandoning the little love of men and women, the strongest, the most yang, the greatest, the most powerful."

　　 "If you can comprehend, there is no fear of anyone in the younger generation except Li Hanguang!"

　　 Chu Xiaolian and Yan Lao had a great chat.

　　 On the other side, Feng Nanming and Jiang Shengxie have successfully torn off the surface camouflage.

　　 The two people rolled up their sleeves cursingly, preparing to find a spacious place for a fencing between men.

　　 "Brother Jiang, you are too ignorant of etiquette, brother, I want to teach you how to behave!"

　　 "Brother Feng, you lost to Senior Brother four years ago, and you lost to Second Senior Sister last year, so are you going to lose to me again this year?"

　　 "Asshole! Jiang Shengxie, you are deceiving too much, do you really think I dare not beat you?"

　　 "Come on! Have the ability to hit me!"

　　 There are so many people in places like Lanyuelou who watch the excitement and fear that the world will not be chaotic.

　　 Jiang Shengxie is also a regular guest of Lanyuelou, and he has not many ‘comrades’, and many people are supporting him at this time.

　　 "Don't persuade Young Master Jiang, the big sword will cut him!"

　　 "Brother Bo, Miss Mingyue might be looking at you! Don't be persuaded!"

　　 "In this Lanyue Tower, we iron-blooded men, we must not be soft. Brother Xiaobu hardens and kills this turtle grandson!"

　　 "Brother Xiaobu, come on, after stabbing him, come to stabbing the slave house~"

　　...

　　 Feng Nanming's face became more and more ugly as everyone around him was supporting Jiang Shengxie.

　　 He snorted coldly: "Junior Brother Jiang, you can move first! If I had a sword, you would have no chance at all."

　　 Jiang Shengxie sacrificed the Demon Sword, the sword body trembled violently, and the serrations of the blade also turned rapidly, exuding an unparalleled sharp aura.

　　 Although he is only a top-grade Jin Linggen, and his cultivation time is not as long as Feng Nanming, he is not afraid of Feng Nanming.

　　 Because his Jinfeng swordsmanship has been carefully guided by his senior brother, he has reached the perfect state.

　　Even, the sword intent of gold has already been cultivated.

　　 And Feng Nanming has been defeated in public by Senior Brother and Second Senior Sister in succession over the past few years.

　　 His mood was repeatedly frustrated, his swordsmanship and aura had been frustrated, and his fighting power hardly increased but declined.

　　 Even in terms of cultivation level, Jiang Shengxie is still inferior to Feng Nanming, but he is sure to tie it with his strengths in cultivation techniques and physical fitness.

　　Mou Jiang, I have long wanted to be the third brother!

　　Chu Xiaolian looked at the two and curiously said: "Old Yan, who do you think will win?"

　　 Yan Chixiao looked boring: "Only speaking of combat effectiveness, the sword intent of the kid surnamed Feng was too frustrated."

　　 "The superb Fire Spirit Root was originally good, and he attacked hard enough, but he cringed, and he couldn't exert much power anymore."

　　 "Although his cultivation level is in the middle of the golden core, he can only play at most 60% of his strength, and may not be better than Jiang Xiaozi."

　　Chu Xiao practiced: "So, Brother Jiang still has a chance to win?"

　　Old Yan shook his head and said: "On the basis of combat effectiveness, these two boys are between the first and second, but Jiang suffers a lot from the fight."

　　"The five elements are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other. At the age of 12, Li Xiaozi slammed Feng Nanming at the age of 12. This should have taken the advantage of'water over fire', and it is the same today. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

　　 "The restraint of fire attribute to metallicity is no worse than that of water overcoming fire. The attribute of Jiang Xiaozi has been restrained too seriously."

　　 "If you really fight, I'm afraid the Feng Xiaozi will hit the ground with a hammer."

　　...

　　 The facts are just as Old Yan said.

　　 The battle had just begun, and Jiang Shengxie was completely suppressed by Feng Nanming.

　　 The secret "Fire Dance Sword Qi" of the blaze peak was launched, and Jiang Shengxie was directly surrounded by the blaze whirlwind.

　　 His golden sword aura was originally invincible, but in these blazing sword auras, it was quickly melted away and lost its edge.

　　 Within just a dozen tricks, it's already dangerous!

　　 It was Feng Nanming. As Jiang Shengxie was suppressed more and more fiercely, his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger.

　　 The flames and sword aura that was originally stunned, as if adding fuel to the fire.

　　 is getting more and more burning, instantly starting a prairie fire!

　　 At this moment, Feng Nanming was very energetic and felt like he was doing it again.

　　The long-lost self-confidence returned to him.

　　 "Brother Jiang is a little bit big, I hope Senior Brother Feng will not go too far."

　　 Yue Tai Ah began to chew the fruit plate faster, and the body fat began to tremble slightly.

　　 The huge sword with the size of the door had already been carried on Yue Tai'a's shoulder, and it seemed that it would smash into the circle at any time and interrupt the fight.

　　He is ready to intervene!

　　 After all, it is impossible for Yue Tai A to watch Brother Feng seriously hurt Brother Jiang.

　　 Otherwise, this expensive fruit plate and elegant room cost.

　　 He didn't bring money to pay the bill!

　　...

　　 At this moment, the highest point of Lanyue Tower suddenly heard an ethereal and melodious piano sound

　　 The sound of the piano, like a stream, washes in everyone's hearts.

　　 is like a jade hand touching everyone's chest, smoothing out all negative emotions.

　　 is like a heaven~