Chapter 437 Cangfeng Tenderness

The white beam of light rose to the sky. Song Yi stood there with a face like soil, and his forehead was full of cold sweat. The sharp edge of the mountain still stayed in front of him, and the cold sharp feeling made him swallow his saliva, and his eyes were full of disbelief. Two swords, only two swords, the first sword broke the most proud Liu Ye Qian Zhuan in his life, and the second sword did not give itself a chance at all, so it broke through the defense of his Canglan armor in one fell swoop. If it hadn't for the elders's amulet, the wide sword body would have fallen on him, right?

Where on earth did this Gan Ping come from? How can it be so tough? With just two swords, he suppressed himself so that he had no power to fight back. Although he still had many divine channel methods that had not been used, Song Yide knew that he had lost and had nothing to say. The Taoism in the world is fast and unbreakable! The most important reason why Jianxiu is considered to have strong combat power is this speed, and the Ganping speed and sword momentum in front of him are simply terrible. Life and death will be judged in one move!

"I'm defeated..." Song Yide's eyes were full of loneliness and shock, but it was more of a strong helplessness. His skills were not as good as others, and he had no choice. Brother Gan is a good means. I'm going back to the mountain to practice hard. One day, I'll fight with you again!" He is worthy of being the most dependent elite disciple of Chiba Sect. Gan Ping couldn't help admiring himself in his heart. He woke up from the blow of failure so quickly. Song Yide is also a personal person.

Just now, he broke the protection of the Canglan armor with one sword. Just as he was about to teach Song Yi a lesson, a vast white light immediately rose on his body. Although the protective power of the amulet was not worth one in Gan Ping's eyes, the breath from the jade charm made him stop the long sword in his hand. . It's just a jade charm. No matter how strong it is, it can't compare with that kind of armor. However, it is this jade charm that blocked Gan Ping's footsteps. Mahayana monk! It is definitely the jade charm refined by the Mahayana monk, which means that behind Song Yide, there is a Mahayana monk who cares about him. No matter who you are, you have to give this Mahayana monk some face.

And the role of this jade charm is also here. No matter who it is, he will not feud with a Mahayana monk for no reason, right? This Mahayana monk is already standing at the peak of the power of the whole Tianfu mainland. Any one is a person who shakes the world. On this Tianfu mainland, the Mahayana monk is the master of heaven and the world. Even the strength of the scattered immortals such as the seven disasters, the strength is only equivalent to the existence of the Mahayana monk in the later period. After all, without the body, many powers cannot be exerted at all.

This Song Yide is just a nobody. He can't offend a terrible Mahayana monk for him at all. In an instant, Gan Ping has already finished calculating the gains and losses. At the moment when the sword front turns, Song Yide's throat, who returned the mountain sword, left. Brother Song, give in!" Seeing that Song Yi had to step down, everyone below showed shock.

Although Gan Ping has been gaining attention recently, he has not been taken seriously by these people. Among the young generation of Yuanying disciples present, which one is not a famous and arrogant person? The reason why I came to find Gan Ping's trouble today is that on the other hand, of course, Gan Ping returned with a Su Nu Zong Shuangmei. On the other hand, it is the temptation of Zong Tianyang, Zheng Yuanhuai and others to make Gan Ping lose an adult. However, what people didn't expect was that Song Yide was defeated by Gan Ping. Although Song Yide's cultivation was the first level of Yuan Ying, his willow blade knife method was amazing, and with the high-level Xuanbing, no one present dared to say that they could easily defeat it.

Standing with a sword, Gan Ping did not step down the stage as before, but stood quietly on the edge of the ring, allowing the mountain peak to swing his clothes, which was majestic. Provocation, obvious provocation, ** naked provocation, Gan Ping is provoking these elite disciples who come to watch the battle. If you want to look good for yourself, then go to the stage in person.

Seeing this scene, an elder with white eyebrows and white beard under the stage couldn't help frowning slightly. Each ring had such an elder of Guiyuan Sect to manage, for fear of some extreme acts. Seeing that the foreign disciples below looked ugly and were already eager to try, the old man coughed, "In this game, Miaochengzong Gan Pingsheng, Gan Ping, you go down first, don't delay other people's games."

The last sentence is said to Gan Ping. With the strength shown by Gan Ping at present, it is no different from Yuan Ying's peak cultivation, and the strength of the immortal cultivation world is respected, so this elder is also extremely polite to Gan Ping. He nodded and glanced obliquely under the stage. Gan Ping picked up a sneer at the corners of his mouth, put away the mountain sword, and slowly walked off the stage.

"The next disciple came on the stage..." Seeing Gan Ping get off the stage, the elder quickly greeted the next disciple in a loud voice, for fear that something would happen if something was delayed. After all, there are arrogant masters on and off the stage. If they really fight, they will be a small deacon, but they can't be suppressed. After all, the cultivation of these elite disciples is similar to their own, and their cultivation as a supporter usually doesn't work at all. At present, the elder made a secret decision. After going back today, he will definitely ask the elder to change to an elder with Yuanying cultivation tomorrow. I have had enough of these days of fear.

However, the mind of the elder Guiyuanzong is not in Ganping's concern. Since there is a thorn in front of him, let me break through the thorns and break through the world!

On the high platform, someone has been attracted by the movement of the ring here. There is a person sitting in the center, a feather fan scarf, and a flawless jade on his forehead, like an eye born out of thin air, full of hidden power. The three wisps of long hair fluttered in the wind, and the indescribable meaning of freeness and dust was the emptyness of the suzerain of Guiyuan Sect. As the suzerain of the largest sect in the world, this emptiness is really extraordinary, and his magic power is hidden. Obviously, it has reached the peak.

"This son is..." He frowned slightly, and the empty voice was gentle and irresistible. "Why is there such a dragon and tiger fight today? Although the cultivation of my low-level disciples in the immortal world has soared in recent years, it has not reached this extent, right?" Liuyun Fairy, who was standing with her head down behind her, immediately opened her mouth and replied, "Master, this is Ganping!"

"Oh?" Xu Xingkong raised his eyebrows in surprise, showing a slightly surprised look. Although he was already middle-aged, he had a different elegant and handsome flavor. Compared with Mo Congfeng, he looked like two extreme old handsome men. Is this Gan Ping?" Xu Xingkong smiled slightly, "If you are really young and talented, it seems that Miao Chengzong has become a great figure!" With his eyesight, he can naturally see the details of Gan Ping, so he has such words.

Looking at the empty, gentle and elegant face, the Liuyun Fairy's eyes scratched a trace of indifference, and then disappeared. At present, he said respectfully, "Although this Gan Ping's cultivation is good, he is too impulsive. If Elder Zheng Yu didn't take action that day, Zheng Yuan Huai was seriously injured by him..." Only with a cultivation like Liuyun Fairy can Qing Miao lightly say that Gan Ping's cultivation is good, but in the eyes of others, it is not just good? He is already a master. There are many small sects where a Yuanying master can't appear for several generations. With just one Yuanying, he can destroy his sect. This is also the sadness of the small sect in the immortal world. The jungle is strong, and interests are disputed. Naturally, the stronger the strong, the weaker the weak.

He shook his head gently and turned his head. "Don't mention this again. Although Gan Ping is quite strong, he is still a little short of winning the championship. Yuner, you should pay more attention to those opponents who are similar to your strength. That's your big enemy!" Liuyun Fairy nodded quickly.

At this time, Gan Ping had come to a ring in the southeast corner. He stood in the crowd and looked at the two people fighting on the stage with interest. He glanced at the corners of his eyes and saw a beautiful figure in the crowd. He was beautiful but as cold as frost. Obviously, there were many male disciples secretly peeping around her, but they were all deterred. Yu's cold expression did not dare to step forward, which made a large open space appear under the crowded stage.

With a gentle smile, Gan Pingshi Shiran walked over, next to the beautiful figure, which made the two look extremely intimate. "Bixin's Yimu Shenlei is more and more exquisite!" With a slight sigh, Gan Ping said to the shadow beside him. Bi Rouqing felt that someone was approaching her. She frowned and was about to speak, but the familiar breath came, and then Gan Ping's words came to her ears, which immediately changed her face and turned her head to look at the handsome teenager who was taller than herself.

I remember that when we first met on Nanji Mountain, the teenager was a few years shorter than himself, but now he is also a handsome man with a slender figure. The two stood together. The man was like a jade tree, and the woman was as beautiful as a flower, like a pair of golden boys and jade girls, which made the rest of the onlookers ashamed.

Seeing that it was Gan Ping, there was a little soft color on Bi's tender face and smiled, "Since being saved by you several times in a row, Bixin has finally begun to practice hard. After all, it can't drag down your back, right?" The words smiled delicately, which was different from the cold look just now. Only in the face of the man he loved could he show such a child's look. Bi Rouqing was originally extremely beautiful, but the frost made everyone dare not approach. Now they suddenly showed a smile, just like spring returning to the earth, as brilliant as the frost thawing. This made the many male disciples who had been peeping for a long time almost drop their eyes, and they were even more jealous of Gan Ping's good luck.

Looking at the tenderness of Bi, Gan Ping's heart moved slightly and quietly stretched out his hand. He wanted to pull Bi's tender little hand without showing his voice, but he was dodged by her without showing any trace. Although the two have secretly set a name, Bi Rouqing is thin after all. At present, she smiles at Gan Ping in front of everyone. Intimate words is the limit. If she is really pulled into her little hand by Gan Ping, she will be ashamed to death.

Opposite Bixin is a male disciple of the same Jindan period. A long gun flew up and down in the palm of the disciple's hand, which was terrible. However, Bixin was not afraid. Several crystal clear red flying swords flew up and down in the back of his body. From time to time, his palm hit Daoyimu Shenlei. A bowl-sized bead circled around him endlessly. How could he look shy and timid?

This blue-hearted flying sword also comes from Gan Ping. In the treasure of the Fairy Palace, Gan Ping got a set of wooden sword gallbladder, a set of seven, called the seven soul wood soul. This sword gallbladder is also a quite secret one in the ancient refining method. The ancient chemist's method of refining flying swords is much more tedious than now. There is no shortage of swords, and this sword gallbladder is one of them. This uses the sword gallbladder refined from the ancient wooden spirit beast. As long as the soul is imprinted on it, it can be used freely. Compared with the current flying sword, it takes many days of sacrifice and application, but it is much smarter.

However, the sword gallbladder is not a flying sword. If it is against the enemy, it will definitely cause damage. Therefore, Gan Ping chose several main branches of the red jade mulberry body, refined a set of sword billets, melted the sword gallbladder, and finally refined this set of flying swords with a grade up to the peak of the first grade. Gan Ping can refine this flying sword only by relying on the firepower of the innate Dou's silence, the strength of the demon immortal body, and this ready-made sword gall. If it is really allowed to refine from scratch, I'm afraid that the three-grade flying sword is in front of him. After all, although Gan Ping worshipped under the door of Mo Congfeng, he did not have a long time to study the refiner. One by one.

But this is enough. Even if it is a one-to-one sect such as Guiyuanzong, there are few Xuanbings in the hands of the disciples, not to mention a set of seven handles, all of which are the peak grade of Yipin? Gan Ping has already seen that Bixin on the ring has locked the victory. After all, the same set of flying swords of extraordinary quality has forced the disciple opposite him to be clumsy and busy dealing with it. It's just that the little girl Bixin is kind-hearted and afraid of hurting this person, so she didn't wave her sword to attack. She just surrounded her with a flying sword and defeated her with Yimu Shenlei.

He sighed secretly. Bixin was still too soft-hearted. If he had changed himself, he would have flown out with a sword, cut off the opponent's Xuanbing, and drove him off the stage. However, under such a fierce attack as Bixin, the disciple had already shown his decline. Finally, he was really in a bad situation. He was hit by the mysterious soldier in the palm of his palm by the lightning of Bixin and stood on the spot. After experiencing the adventure of the Fairy Palace of Shuifu and the green heart of the spirit quenching body, the strength of Zhenyuan is far greater than that of the monks of the same level, and the little girl is simple-minded, and her heart is even more fascinated to control this huge power.

The young disciple's face was like dead ashes. After saying a few words, he jumped off the stage. After all, as a man, it is extremely faceless to lose in the hands of such a sweet and sweet little girl. Bi's heart beat off the stage. Seeing Gan Ping standing beside Bi Rouqing, he shouted happily and ran over quickly, "Gan Ping, why are you here?"

Looking at the little face with a bright smile, Gan Ping reached out and scraped her small and exquisite nose, "Why can't I come? Let's see where your cultivation has come!" Bixin pouted her little mouth and flashed Gan Ping's strange hand. "Don't touch other people's noses. I'm not a child. Speaking of which, he is older than you!" Although he said so, the color of attachment is overflowing. At present, Gan Ping has finally grown up and become a big tree that can be relied on as a woman. He is not the ignorant child who once knew nothing about the world.

Surrounded by two women, it naturally attracted a lot of surprised eyes, but Gan Ping didn't care, but there was a deep call behind him, "Tenderness!" He frowned slightly, and Gan Ping turned around and looked at the man who was affectionate and tender. The man in front of him was extremely tall. His forehead was red for several generations, and his hair was slightly purple. He did not tie his hair. With several hard and handsome faces, he looked particularly wild and unruly. The man's eyes were shining in a pair of tigers, full of fiery, regardless of staring at Bi's tenderness.

Seeing this big man, when his tender eyes were neutral, a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed, which seemed to be nostalgic and sad. His eyes flowed, and he was actually full of thoughts. Didn't you go to the far west to practice? What are you doing here?" In an instant, the tender expression was settled down and turned into the ten-thousand-year-old Xuan ice again, and the voice was cold and not like a human voice.

At this time, even the fool knew that there was a problem between the two, and his calm expression sank down and looked at the big man coldly. But the big man didn't feel like it. A pair of tiger eyes were just staring at Bi Rouqing, and there was nothing else. His woman was stared at by other men like this. No man would stand it. Gan Ping was about to have an attack, but he heard the man say, "Tenderness, I've been thinking about you all these years. Can you give me another chance?" Such a powerful man said such fleshy words, which made the onlookers feel a little cold at the moment.

However, Bi's tenderness seems to have not been heard. "Since you left, my heart has been frozen, and it is no longer possible between you and me!" After saying that, he turned around and wanted to leave. Obviously, he didn't want to delay here for a moment, but the big man didn't seem to let him go. Seeing that Bi Rouqing wanted to leave, he was in a hurry and stretched out his hand to grab Bi Rouqing's hand.

Gan Ping's eyes flashed, did he think he was nothing? He immediately took a step forward, and his slender palm suddenly stretched out and patted the big man's hand. The big man did not expect to kill such a person on the way. His two thick eyebrows were raised, and the murderous intention loomed immediately, and the huge momentum overflowed from him.

It's so murderous! Gan Ping was shocked. This murderous spirit is simply half soaked in the sea of corpses and blood. Who is this big man? I'm afraid that even those demons in southern Xinjiang don't have such a terrible atmosphere, right? The palms met, and immediately a roar overflowed. Gan Ping stepped back three steps, only feeling that a small hand behind him was pressed behind his back, and turned his head to see the tender and concerned eyes.

But the big man just took a step back. The huge momentum on his body oppressed the onlookers and the disciples retreated one after another, and their liver was about to crack. This big man was also a Yuanshen monk! Seeing the sweet posture of Bi Rouqing and Ganping, his eyes were about to crack, "Wu boy, who are you? Report it! Do you dare to fight with me?

"Laughing at the wind?" Gan Ping stood up with a swilled expression and finally remembered this person.