Chapter 85 A Big Hat

Gan Ping sneered coldly. This man's tone was so loud that a hat pressed him. This violation of the law of the sect could be big or small, as small as a smile, but it was enough to be expelled from the sect. The man on the opposite side was obviously trying to confuse the public and expand his crime. At present, he doesn't distinguish. He just looks coldly at the man in gray in front of him. If his own estimate is not bad, the master Wu Yizi and the elder should get the message soon. The person's obvious status is extraordinary, and he doesn't think he will take action against his little disciple.

The man was slightly angry when he saw that Gan Ping did not answer. In a blink of an eye, he saw the lizard python lying on the ring not far away. His eyes suddenly shrank, turned his head and stared at Gan Ping viciously, and his eyes flashed with a dangerous look. He didn't see the fight between Leng Yu and Gan Ping just now. What stunned him was that the lizard python was already a fifth-order spirit beast, and it was also a potential spiritual beast in Mo Lingfeng. Otherwise, it would not have been handed over to Leng Yu, a direct disciple. Unexpectedly, Mo Lingfeng was so damaged by the two who were extremely optimistic that he was in the hands of the young disciple in front of him, and his life and death were on the line.

Thinking of this place, the man in gray snorted angrily. When Gan Ping stood up, he felt a faint pressure coming to his face, and the pressure on his body immediately increased. There was a sense of anger in his heart. Did he bully the little? Thinking of this, Gan Ping tried to straighten his slightly bent body, and his face was full of stubbornness. Seeing Gan Ping's appearance, he was quite surprised. He was already the cultivation of the peak of the golden elixir, and the strength of the disciples in this refining realm was more than a hundred times different. Although the power of one percent was enough to suppress him, he could not raise his head, but he did not expect that this son was so stubborn and qualified. Thinking of this, the man in gray couldn't help but secretly exert himself. Gan Ping stood up and felt that there was an unsupportable posture of sudden increase in pressure.

"Wu, that boy, how dare you, a servant disciple, dare to use evil methods to hurt my direct disciple Mo Lingfeng? Did you eat the courage of the ambitious leopard? Say, you are instructed by a demon to make trouble for me!" When the disciples under the stage heard this, they couldn't help but make an uproar. Only Li Xing'an's face showed joy. This Mo Lingfeng's pulse was extremely arrogant, and the boy was determined to die. Gan Ping forced himself to endure the pressure of the mountain and said with difficulty, "This senior may be the reason to see the reason for the past. It was this cold rain that blindly pressed his disciples step by step to come to the stage to fight. Otherwise, my servant disciple would never dare to offend this brother, and if I said that I used evil law, it would be even more impossible, in the place. Some disciples saw that I was the righteously defeated Brother Leng. Why did the evil law say it?

Hearing the person in front of him put this huge hat on his head, Gan Ping knew that the man wanted to confuse the public and said that he would kill him, and his eyes were full of anger. But it is not a reckless moment in front of you. The person's cultivation is a hundred times better than his own. It's not a cold encounter. It's easy to kill yourself. It's just an excuse. You must not let him find a pain. The man's eyes flashed and his body became more powerful, and his murderous intention also appeared from time to time. He didn't expect that the little disciple could open his mouth to speak under his mountain-like power. His original plan to kill him in front of everyone failed. The man in gray looked at Gan Ping and suddenly saw a small monkey on his shoulder looking at himself, and couldn't help but breathe.

These juniors don't know what's good or bad, but he knows the treasure of this fire monkey. What's more, if the bloodline of the mythical beast is refined and absorbed by its own spiritual pet, the potential of the same ape beast will definitely increase greatly. Thinking of this, he is almost greedy. Take a hard look at the fire. Gan Ping found that there was something wrong with his eyes. He was wary of him to take action. The man in gray continued to look at Gan Ping and suddenly saw the pair of arm guards in Gan Ping's hand, and his eyes shrank. He has hidden this magic weapon on a big man in the clan. How can he be on this son? Is he a big man? But immediately he smiled in his heart. If so, how could this disciple still be a servant disciple? Although he didn't see his upper clothes, he could still recognize his identity when he saw the rest of his clothes.

Just as Gan Ping's sweaty body was about to fall, a practiced sword light came across the sky and fell on the stage with a loud laughter. Hahaha, the cold guardian is very interested. Is it the cultivation of the disciple after the entrance examination? It was Mo Congfeng who stood on the ring with a contemptuous face and looked at the man in gray, and his sword spirit overflowed. Everyone on and off the stage felt the sword spirit coming to his face and turned sideways to avoid the sharp sword spirit.

This is also the reason why Mo Congfeng's first entry into the realm of yuanshen cultivation is unstable. If he is given some time, he will definitely restrain the sword spirit of his whole body and stay in a group. At that time, he will completely stabilize the realm. Mr. Mo, I don't know why you came here..." The man in gray couldn't help but be shocked when he saw the appearance of Mo Congfeng. Mo Congfeng had just caused a sensation in the whole sect. Everyone knows that there was such a great master of sword cultivation in Miaocheng Sect, not to mention that he is the first seat of Wei Yufeng. As one of the main peaks of Miaocheng Sect, Mo Lingfeng is compared with It's a little inconspicuous. Is this disciple in black a true disciple of Mo Lingfeng's lineage? Looking at the caring eyes of the man in gray that Mo Yufeng threw at Gan Ping, he was afraid for a while. If he had just hurt this disciple, he might have died under the powerful sword spirit.

Thinking of this, the man in gray quickly bowed and said respectfully, "Mo Lingfeng's protector Leng Qingqiu has seen Mo's first seat." The extremely respectful attitude is obviously awe of the first sword practice in this sect. Mo Yufeng said lightly, "If I remember it well, the cold protection method should take care of the order of the disciples outside the field. How can it be on this ring? Isn't it that your hands are itchy and you want to practice a few hands? These disciples don't seem to be the enemies of the cold protection method. If you are interested, how about letting me play with the cold protection method? These words were so strange that a drop of sweat fell on his head. What a joke? I'm just that Jindan's high-level cultivation can't go under Mo Yufeng. I don't dare to do it even if I kill myself. Seeing that Gan Ping was embarrassed and miserable, Mo Shufeng naturally regarded this Leng Qingqiu as the culprit, but the villain has his own evil man grinding. This Leng Qingqiu is arrogant to protect his shortcomings. At present, the retribution is fast. He immediately met Mo Shufeng, who is more arrogant and protective than him, and his cultivation is also very different from others. This secret loss is settled.

"This... I dare not fight with Mo Shouzuo. How can I be the enemy of Mo Shouzuo's swordsmanship?" Seeing that he was timid, Mo Congfeng stopped forcing him and snorted coldly. Leng Qingqiu lost such a big person in front of so many disciples. He couldn't help but lose face and boldly asked, "Dare to ask Mo Shouzuo, is this servant disciple a disciple of Wei Yufeng? Seeing that his extraordinary cultivation can be better than my nephew, it is obvious that only Wei Yufeng can have such an excellent disciple. This word of flattery hit Mo Congfeng's pain, and the unhappy big sleeve waved, "No!" The cold look is obviously very unhappy.

When Leng Qingqiu heard Mo Yufeng's denial, he couldn't help but be overjoyed. Since this boy is not Mo Yufeng's disciple, he still has a chance to rectify him. This fire monkey will decide by himself. Just as I thought of this, I heard a slightly old voice in my ear, "He is my disciple. Do you have any opinion?"