Defying Mad God

Sword Cultivator, a powerful and extremely arrogant crowd.

Sword Cultivator, I repaired a sword in ten years, one sword in ten years, talk about discoloration.

They are strong, they are arrogant, they have this capital.

Of course, not everyone can become a Sword Cultivator. With a sword in ten years, you cannot become a Sword Cultivator without strong willpower.

This time, the Sword Cultivator Convention was held here to broaden the horizons of young Sword Cultivators in Celestial Black Divine Country. To this end, the Convention jointly invited three strong Sword Cultivators.

They come from the same place, Sword Casting Mountain, one of the strongest Sword Cultivator forces in North Star Continent.

The size of Beichen is infinite. How many forces dare to call one of the strongest?

People at Sword Casting Mountain dare, and no one disputes.

Jing Chengran, in the Sword Cultivator Convention, is extremely dazzling because he is one of the disciple of Sword Casting Mountain.

As we all know, Sword Casting Mountain inheritance disciple is very few, but every discipline has inheritance, and Jing Chengran is such a Sword Cultivator with innate talent.

Moreover, he is one of the generations of Sword Casting Mountain, preparing for the mountain master.

Leng Mengjie, Yingying came, a pair of purple clothes, full body, beautiful as a woman of Celestial Immortal, so that this time Sword Cultivator is full of mind.

Jing Chengran saw Leng Mengjie for the first time, and he was very moved. Ordinary woman, he can control it, but Leng Mengjie is not the same. She is the daughter of that person. Sword Casting Mountain should be weighed in existence.

However, the higher Leng Mengjie’s status, the more it doesn’t meet my requirements?

If she can become a husband and wife with her, then there will be a greater chance for her inheritance as the next-generation Mountain Lord, won’t she?

Mu Cheng of Jing Chengran, flashing hot rays of light, and looked at the countless Sword Cultivator below, his lips scorned. He is Jing Chengran, he has this confidence.

“Young Lady Leng, my Sword Casting Mountain Senior is here, but they have a small request.” Jing Chengran said with a smile.

Leng Mengjie nodded said: “I don’t know what the three seniors want, please say.”

Jing Chengran said: “I am informed that the Sword Domain of the Convention Sword Sovereign Senior … Senior of Sword Casting Mountain wants to go in once.”

Leng Mengjie, because of her low current strength, Jing Chengran is naturally indifferent, but he heard that Leng Mengjie only made slow progress because of the cultivation technique of cultivation.

You know, Sword Sovereign Sir, and another title, Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign, who would think that the daughter of Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign would stay in Spirit Congealing Realm for so long?

Leng Mengjie narrowed his eyes. At that moment, it seemed as if he was seeing through. Jing Chengran even subconsciously felt that Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign was staring at him.

Sure enough, he branded his daughter, and that look was equivalent to being viewed by Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign.

Jing Chengran was frightened, but the more so, the more excited he was, as long as he took her …

“Sword Domain is open. Only a few people know. Young Master Jing is well informed!” Leng Mengjie said coldly.

Jing Chengran laughed and didn’t speak.

“I promised them to ask, but remind me that once you enter Sword Domain, Life and Death don’t bother me at that time,” Leng Mengjie said.

Jing Chengran naturally knew the rules in Sword Domain, and he ordered nodded.

After Leng Mengjie had finished speaking, his eyes moved towards looking down, her two men, wearing teenagers, entered the villa, a rare joy on her delicate face.

He did come.

Jing Chengran also felt the eyes of Leng Mengjie, looking towards the teenagers below. The teenagers were not tall or strong, like little scholars.

Is it her younger brother?

How about not?

The corner of his mouth evoked a confident arc.

“Young Lady.” Liao Fusheng and Gao Han bowed.

“Before … Younger Brother Wang Fan, you are here.” When Leng Mengjie laughed, the air was frozen.

Even Wang Fan felt itching subconsciously. Looking at Leng Mengjie again, wouldn’t this chick be intentional?

“In other words, how handsome I am, she should seduce me.” Wang Fan thought narcissistically.

Fan Yujiang wiped her mouth, this beautiful elder sister is so pretty.

Fat pulled Liao Fusheng, excitedly said: “Who is she, my heartbeat is so fast, no more, I have to confess to her.”

Liao Fusheng was black-faced and scolded fatty without looking at your deputy.

“This is our young lady, Leng Mengjie.”

“Father is Sir Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign.” Gao Han said in the next sentence.

Fatty, scare you.

Liao Fusheng is proud of them.

However, fatty did not hear what he said, and dreamed of immersing herself in Leng Mengjie’s arms, but looked at Wang Fan and looked at Leng Mengjie again.

The eyes of the two looking at each other … no! It seems that only when Master is watching Master’s Wife.

Fat shook the head, said to both of them: “Do you think of me as someone like me, is Fan Yujiang like that? Brother wife, don’t bully, do you understand?”

Fuck, Liao Fusheng and Gao Han wanted to hit him, who was staring at my Young Lady just now.

Wang Fan touched his face and said, “You are a Senior and a younger brother again. What do you want to say? Let me be good. I want to be gentle.

Leng Mengjie “…”

Gao Han and Liao Fusheng “…”

3 people growled, your expert image!

Leng Mengjie wanted to host Convention, so he left and asked Gao Han to entertain Wang Fan.

“What are you talking about! She’s the daughter of Martial Venerable Sword Sovereign.” Fatty heard it, startled.

Liao Fusheng sneered, are you afraid now?

However, unlike in the imagination, fatty excitedly pulled Wang Fan to: “Brother Fan, you must take her down. After that, my brothers will be fragrant and spicy. What else can we do in this life?”

“…”

Wang Fan is thoughtful.

Liao Fusheng and Gao Han breathed a sigh of relief, with smiles on their faces, shall we just say? expert little brother

“You’re right, you can think about it.”

“…” Well, take back what you thought.

Rainless Mountain brought together many Sword Cultivators, and Wang Fan saw many people who passed the Divine Dao Academy assessment. Some people stared at them, not at Wang Fan, but at Fatty Fan who was eating and drinking wildly.

The man looked very embarrassed, and if it wasn’t for someone to hold him, he would have rushed up like a bad dog.

“Fatty, why do I feel like a lot of people are staring at you,” Wang Fan said queerly.

Fan Yujiang raised his head, and it seemed that man glanced at him casually: “Oh, you say him! I passed by some time ago and saw him slamming at a woman, you know, I’m the least likely to see a man hit a woman You did n’t know how that woman screamed. I could n’t stand it. Then I rushed in to stop them. ”

“I can’t see a man hitting a woman.” Gao Han looked at the man in scorn and stared back.

“But I knew later that the woman was his financee,” Fan Yujiang said.

Gao Han covered his face, he wanted to leave here, stay away from Little Fatty, and be with you here, shameless.

Around is Wang Fan, and I feel the same way.

“You guys, Sword Cultivator Convention begins.” Sword Cultivator, a young host, went up the stage.

“Hua la la.” Countless people clapped their hands, especially the younger ones, flushed.

I don’t know, I thought this scene was a revolutionary counter-struggle.

“We Sword Cultivator, sharpen a sword in ten years, and broke Vault of Heaven. It is one of the most powerful in Heaven and Earth. Since Kaitian, the most powerful ancient ancestor, among them are A few Sword Cultivators, the inheritance left by Old Ancestor is unbroken, “said the young man.

“Hua la la,” said a big push again, heard Wang Fan want to sleep, but looking at each and everyone Sword Cultivator around, was so excited, even Little Fatty, can’t wait to sing with his sword.

Wang Fan sighed: “Sword Cultivator are all idiots, and it is no wonder that the last generation, those Sword Cultivator friends are single …”

“Wang Fan, the beauty around the host is so beautiful, do you say I want to confess?” Fan Yujiang drooled.

Well, this fatty is an exception.