Chapter 1228

Longfei's eyes are full of anger!

The reason why he is so angry is, of course, that this ignorant younger martial brother doesn't give himself face, so that the young childe doesn't trust him as before. In order to save his favor in front of the young childe, he thought a lot of ideas and exhausted his strength.

"Younger martial brother, let's finish quickly. Younger martial brother, you have to finish ten games. Ha ha, if you can't pick up the sword in the back, you'll lose the face of Songyang Jianmen!"

Long Fei looked at the rain and ink, and his voice was full of sarcasm.

Yumo's look was plain, but his shaking hand let everyone know that he was very nervous at this time.

Although the ancestor in his heart taught the skill, and although there were nine days of sunset formula, Yumo was still very nervous.

Now, the burden of the whole door fell on his shoulder. It was the first time for him to feel such heavy pressure.

"Long Fei, you... Please!" Yumo didn't call his senior brother again. From this call, we can feel his determination.

But his stammering words still made Longfei look happier and happier. Ha ha said with a smile: "junior brother, don't be too nervous!"

At this point, he said with one stroke with his long sword: "come on, you attack first, so as not to let others say that I, who is a senior brother, have been bullying you, and I don't even have a chance to make a move!"

At this time, Long Fei should not only humiliate Yumo, but also leave more impressions in front of his master.

Therefore, the humiliation of Yumo spared no effort and even went too far.

Luo Yunyang, lying in his bed, has been paying attention to the battle with a wisp of mind. Although his body is barely able to move, this is indeed a good place for healing.

What's more, Luo Yunyang's heart has a little more love for this rain ink who always likes to talk more.

This guy is really looking for death!

"Take it!" Yumo calmed down for a moment and cut out with a sword. With this sword, he almost showed all his cultivation skills.

Nine days sunset formula!

The nine day sunset formula modified by Luo Yunyang has already exceeded all the skills of Songyang sword sect. It can be said that even Shenwu sect, the controller of Songyang sword sect, has no such skills.

Although Yumo can only display his fur, his fur is the fur handed down by Luo Yunyang. With his sword light, a hot sun fell heavily towards the dragon from the void.

Long Fei looked like an expert and stood there carelessly. He never regarded Yumo as his opponent. In his opinion, this little younger martial brother is thousands of miles worse than himself.

In the past, he had a huge gap with himself, but now this gap is even greater. He entered Longyue mountain villa. During this period, as the confidant of young childe, he received the advice of many experts and became the inner disciple of Longyue mountain villa.

To win this time, we should not only win quickly, but also make the little childe feel very relaxed. Only in this way can we better reflect our value.

However, just as he was thinking about how to make him more face to win the victory, a scorching sun shrouded over him.

In this scorching sun, his mind was frightened, and it was difficult to produce any resistance. Not to mention, even if his mind was not suppressed at this time, he had no way.

When the hot sun falls, it has reached Longfei's head in an instant. If the hot sunset falls on Longfei, Longfei will be scared immediately.

Long Fei was shocked and couldn't move. The Deacon Li and others who were talking with the young childe were full of disbelief in their eyes.

The cultivation of leaving the Deacon made it too late for him to take action. Fortunately, beside the young childe, an old man suddenly appeared. As soon as the old man waved to Longfei's position, Longfei flew straight towards the old man.

However, at the moment when he flew backwards, the rolling sun flew towards him again.

"Pearl of rice, dare to shine here!" The old man was stopped from saving people because of himself. He immediately shouted angrily. He waved his hands and flashed one palm towards the hot sun.

The cultivation of the old man is the initial stage of the universe. In this world, it can be said that it is also a master level existence. If it is not that long Fei is a good seedling in his ad's eyes, it is more related to their face of Longyue mountain villa, he will not do it.

The scorching sun collided with the violent palm power in the void, that is, in an instant, the palm power that implied the old man's will was divided into two by the scorching sun.

The scorching sun hit the old man. When the old man was ready to wave his hand again, the scorching sun was close to the old man.

The powerful crossbow fell to the ground silently and disappeared into the void!

The old man who caught Long Fei back flashed a trace of panic in his eyes at this time, because the killing intention hidden in the hot sun made him feel a sense of fear.

At this time, a section of his sleeve had fallen to the ground. Although there are few sleeves, the fallen sleeves also represent the face of the old man.

All eyes looked at the old man. Many of them knew the old man and his identity in Longyue mountain villa.

Compared with Yumo, the difference between the old man's identity and Yumo's is 18000 miles. However, the old man was just cut off his sleeve by Yumo's sword.

Once this scandal is spread, the old man's name will be greatly affected, but at this time, more people look at rain and ink.

In their eyes, there are some teenagers who overestimate their strength!

At this time, Yumo stood there in the same stupidity. Although he was full of hope when practicing the nine sky sunset formula, he hoped that the set of skill handed down by his ancestor would enable him to defeat his opponent in one fell swoop.

But he didn't know what kind of power the nine day sunset formula had. And just that sunset blow, but let his heart full of shock.

Is it really me who just defeated senior brother Longfei? Is my nine day sunset formula really so powerful?

Luo Yunyang paid more attention to Yumo. Looking at the dull Yumo, Luo Yunyang turned his mouth. This boy usually talks a lot, but now he really can't get on the table.

"Zheng Lao!" The young childe was the first to break the peace. He looked at the old Zheng with concern.

Although Zheng Lao is nominally the escort of the young childe, the relationship between them is almost the same as that between teachers and disciples. Otherwise, Zheng Lao would not help Long Fei.

"Young childe, it doesn't hurt." While Zheng was talking, his eyes fell on Yumo and said, "young man, your skill is very strange. I have never seen such a method that points directly at the road. I wonder if you can teach me."

Yumo was stunned for a moment. Just when he was tongue tied and didn't know what to say, he heard the dragon fly say loudly: "this... This is the nine sky sunset formula, the nine sky sunset formula!"

The nine day sunset formula is never a secret in Songyang sword sect. As long as it is a disciple of Songyang sword sect, they have basically understood it with the nine day sunset formula.

Even many of them have a dream of realizing the supreme skill left by their ancestors and flying into the sky, but this dream is not easy to realize.

Long Fei also learned the nine sky sunset formula, and he also learned it for a lot of time. Finally, he came to the conclusion that this skill is a pure waste of time.

But he didn't expect that this time, when it was a great opportunity for him to perform, he was defeated by the nine day sunset formula.

"This one... Did I win?" Yumo finally reacted. He looked away from the Deacon and asked in an uneasy voice.

The Deacon did not expect that such a superior skill appeared in such a sect that should have perished.

Although he didn't know the nine sky sunset formula, he still had some eyesight. From the situation that Yumo had just shot, he felt that this skill was no less than some of the top skills of their Shenwu sect.

For a moment, a great joy rose in his heart.

Although Yumo's skill is good, his cultivation is the realm of stars. If such a young man can be absorbed into their Shenwu sect, the reward from the sect is definitely considerable.

After pondering for a moment, he said to Yumo in a deep voice, "there's nothing wrong. You just won this one!"

The moment this sentence was uttered from the Deacon Li's mouth, Long Fei's face became extremely ugly. The little childe's idea of winning the Songyang sword sect was very clear in his heart. He was also determined to give the Songyang sword sect to the little childe.

But now, he can't help young master to win the Songyang sword sect. Let's not say, the chance to win the Songyang sword sect is still lost from him.

In the future, how can he stand under the command of young childe!

"This one doesn't count. I'm not ready yet. I..."

The Deacon frowned. Although he was only a small man in Shenwu sect, his majesty did not allow provocation for his subordinate sect.

At the moment when he frowned, the young childe had slapped Longfei on the face with a heavy slap and scolded with hatred: "evil barrier! Is it possible for people like you to question the decision to leave the Deacon?"

When the Deacon Li heard young master say this, he immediately felt his face came over. He said with a faint smile: "young master, don't do this. This little brother can't think of it for a moment. I think he will want to do it in the future."

At this point, he looked at the rain ink and said, "young man, your sword skill is very good. I'm the deacon of Shenwu sect. Now I'm sure you've won one game and saved your sect."

The ecstasy in Yumo's eyes burst out in an instant. Although he tried to keep his composure, the people present could still see the appearance of ecstasy.

At this time, I heard the Deacon Li say, "Yumo, the leader of our Shenwu sect has always liked to accept young talents. Would you like to be a disciple of our Shenwu sect?"

This remark immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Among these people, including Luo Yunyang!