"Don't blacken our Tianxing Peak..." Song Tian rolled his eyes beside him and said in a low voice: "That is Tang Tiandu of Tianquan Peak, the successor of the Immortal Sword Art. I heard that your old Taoist priest had a big holiday with Tianquan Peak back then..."

"That's strange..." Lin Fei looked at Tang Tiandu with a sneer: "Since I'm not Tian Xingfeng's senior brother, what does it have to do with you when I touch the sword wall? Why? Are you still wanting to enforce the law on behalf of Tian Xingfeng?"

After Lin Fei said this, Tang Tiandu's face gradually became colder, and the spiritual light suddenly became great. Although the sword in his hand had not yet been unsheathed, it had already made a sound of light.

"I'll say it again, take your hand away."

"Is this going to take action?" Lin Fei refused to give in and showed a rare stubbornness.

The atmosphere suddenly became a little tense.

Fortunately, Song Tianxing inserted it at this time.

"Okay, okay, two, the masters of the sect asked us to come under the sword wall to comprehend. We didn't want us to quarrel. We should say less, otherwise I, Tian Xingfeng, would really enforce the law for the sect."

Tang Tian stared at Lin Fei for a long time, and the spiritual light flowing on his body gradually faded away. The sword in the sheath no longer roared lightly, but when he left, he still left a cold sentence.

"The True Communication Conference has just begun, and we have the opportunity to meet..."

"Haha..." Lin Fei just smiled. He was a man of two lives. He had heard of such a threat for eight hundred times, right?

"It's so ugly..." Song Tianxing next to him curled his lips. No matter how he looked, he felt that Lin Fei's smile was a bit pretentious, and he couldn't help but complain: "I think you're scared, are you almost trembling?"

Lin Fei glanced at Song Tianxing.

"Isn't it good to yang Wu Jian?"

"..." Song Tianxing's face suddenly turned red. Damn, why is this person so hard to chat?

The problem is, Song Tianxing really can't refute...

Because Song Tianxing knew very well that at least 90% of the time he had the opportunity to comprehend under the sword wall this time was attributed to Lin Fei.

Lin Fei used Yangwu Sword to break the ghost and gods in the Zangjian Pavilion, but he didn't believe it. As a result, he accidentally mentioned it to Senior Brother Wang last time. Senior Brother Wang was half-believing and half-doubted, and asked someone to find Yangwu Sword to think about it for more than half a month, and then without saying a word, he interrupted the cultivation of Shenji and gods and focused on practicing Yangwu Sword...

At that time, I'm afraid even Senior Brother Wang didn't expect...

I haven't killed ghosts and gods for a month, but after a month, my progress in killing ghosts and gods for a long time has made rapid progress. Even the master who rarely praises others rarely said a few words of praise...

This time, I persisted for three days at the Real-Time Conference and finally got the opportunity to comprehend the Sword Wall. Song Tianxing knew very well that it was all because of Lin Fei's words in the Zang Jian Pavilion that raising my sword can break the ghosts and gods...

Regardless of whether I admit it or not, I owe a huge favor...

The question is, if you owe someone a favor, can you not always mention it?

"Ah, this Yangwu Sword is still very good, very good... "Song Tianxing finished speaking hesitantly and quickly changed the topic: "By the way, Lin Fei, can you not let me down, Tianxing Peak, I, Tianxing Peak, have always been open and selfless in enforcing the law for the sect!"

"Well, Su Yuan feels so too."

“…”

Damn, I can't talk anymore...

Just as the two were chatting, many of the dozen inner disciples were sitting cross-legged under the sword wall. At first glance, Tang Tiandu, Shihe, Qiu Yuehua, and Wang Chuang were all talented people.

The nine sword marks on the sword wall are infinitely mysterious and contain infinite profound sword principles. For tens of thousands of years, I don’t know how many people have realized the truth here. Now, the one standing here can be said to be the most outstanding dozen of the thousands of inner disciples of the Sword Sect. At this time, when they saw the nine sword marks on the sword wall, they suddenly felt infinite enlightenment.

This is a sudden feeling...

It was as if the fog that was covering my eyes was suddenly blown away.

Many questions that had been circling in my heart for a long time seemed to have suddenly answered the questions at the moment when I stood under the sword wall...

There is silence under the sword wall...

Tang Tiandu's body was flowing, and a strange phenomenon of flying immortals appeared behind his head. Thirty-six flying swords were hovering above Shihe's head, each of which was more agile than before. Qiu Yuehua had a bright moon in the sky, and he was like a fairy in the moon. The ancient sword beside him that had never been sheathed made a sound like a heavenly sound at this moment. Wang Chuang's blood tumbling, like a river of blood rushing straight into the sky...

This is their practice.

Following them was Wang Lin, the inner disciple who practiced the Destroyed Sword Technique, was covered in black air, with an indescribable weirdness. Song Tianxing's head was shining into the sky, and the thirteen ghosts and gods emerged one by one...

Under the sword wall, more than a dozen of the best inner disciples of the Sword Sect are looking for their own way to practice...

Only Lin Fei seemed particularly strange...

Lin Fei stood there alone, staring at the sword wall that was hundreds of feet high for a long time, and even gently touched the cold sword wall with his hands...

This is a bit idle...

"What's going on with this Lin Fei?"

At this time, above the gimbal.

Several elders were watching everything under the sword wall through the water mirror...

The person who spoke was Gu Feixian, the elder of Qianji Peak. Since his proud disciple Duan Lang was swept out of the True Transmission Conference by Shi He with a sword, the elder Qianji Peak has been in a bad mood. He has the intention of looking down on other disciples of Zhufeng in his words...

Of course, considering that Duan Lang was swept out of the true transmission conference in the first session, this year, Qianji Peak was destined to be invincible. Most of the other elders turned a blind eye. At most, when talking about their own disciples, they would reply a few words without being soft or hard...

As for Lin Fei...

Sorry, the old Taoist priest didn't come at all.

So naturally no one would speak for Lin Fei...

What's more, Lin Fei is indeed a bit unreasonable now. Asking about the sword wall of the Sword Sect was left tens of thousands of years ago. Even the Chifa Zhenren had realized the truth here. Asking about one of the three forbidden areas of the Sword Sect this time is a great grace to let the inner disciples understand it. Lin Fei actually did not cherish this opportunity at all. Not to mention Gu Feixian, even the other elders were a little unhappy...

"I heard that Lin Fei practiced the Ten Thousand Sword Art..." After a while, someone whispered.

"Senior Brother Luo is simply a mess!" Gu Feixian snorted coldly.
Chapter completed!