The golden curtain lasted for unknown amounts of time before it finally slowly dissipated.

It was not until this time that the Confucian Academy began to boil!

They remember this name!

Isn’t that the newcomer who deposed Wang Xi and Liang Tong’s personal stories and defeated the third saint son of the Wilderness Courtyard?

Why did this guy suddenly become the first saint?

"It turned out to be him, it's interesting..."

Qin Zhantian and other saints narrowed their eyes, flashing inexplicable light, and the corners of their mouths began to rise slightly: "The holy son hunting battle in half a month can be reaped a point... The first holy son is very valuable!"

"Damn!"

"Senior Brother Chen, I didn't have hallucinations, right?"

"Then...that's my Brother Yang's name? He is now the head of the Saint Son of the Sword Academy? Damn, damn, damn!"

In Suixinyuan, Murong Yuntian widened his eyes and was excited, only three slaps could reveal his excitement.

"This... this is not an illusion, it is true."

Chen Ziguan Shen took a breath of air conditioning, then came to his senses and said with a complicated expression.

He couldn't believe that the genius he accidentally won back was far beyond his expectations and became the head of the Sword Academy as soon as he was admitted to the hospital!

"Wow!"

"Brother Yang Fan, look, your name appears!"

"There is also a golden dragon, so handsome!".

Yan Wushuang glanced at Yang Fan's big, blue face, and felt so happy that she couldn't help but smile:

"If I go out again in the future, I will say that I am the sister of the No. 1 Saint Son of the Sword Academy. Let's see who dares to bully me!"

"Don't!"

"Xiaoyu, don't!"

"If this happens, you will be beaten even worse."

Yang Fan's scalp numb and he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

Although the title of the First Saint Son is domineering enough, his own strength cannot be covered at all!

Other people's first holy son is a whole great realm better than himself. How can I play this?

Even if you use the Immortal Blood Transformation Divine Art, you can't escape the fate of being hammered, right?

"Hehe, Xiaoyu is joking with you, don't be nervous!"

Yan Wushuang smiled and said sly:

"Brother Yang Fan, the time is almost over. It's time for you to do the mission, otherwise you won't have time to participate in the holy land selection!"

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan's mouth twitched.

I looked at Yan Wushuang deeply and always felt that this little girl was cheating on her!

But as soon as this thought arose, it was torn apart by Yang Fan.

Xiaoyu is only six or seven years old, and she is in her naive state. How could she have so many bad thoughts?

"I probably thought too much!"

Yang Fan shook his head, then looked at Yan Wushuang and said with a wry smile:

"Xiaoyu, if you go out after I leave, don't say you know me, remember!"

He is really afraid that Xiaoyu will be beaten!

After all the explanations, he turned into a sword light and rushed out of the sword courtyard!

Before the disciples could come back to their senses, they had to leave quickly, otherwise they would definitely be beaten up!

"This little guy, he's still worried about me?"

Yan Wushuang held her little hands behind her back and watched Yang Fan leave, and couldn't help but smile:

"Don't blame me for being cruel. When I am in the sect, the pressure is much less than that of the outside world. I feel comfortable... I will kill the genius."

She said slowly with a serious expression.

And shortly after Yang Fan left, a light and shadow fell from the air and fell steadily in front of Yan Wushuang.

Judging from his appearance, it is Qin Zhantian!

"Where is Yang Fanren?"

Qin Zhantian glanced around, looked at Yan Wushuang, and said with a expressionless face.

"Go away."

Yan Wushuang took out a candied haw from somewhere, sat on the steps, swaying.

The calf was eating happily while answering casually.

"Leave?"

"Where have you gone?"

Hearing this, Qin Zhantian frowned and said in a deep voice:

"As the number one saint son of the Sword Academy, he was so timid and even letting a little girl come out to deal with me, isn't it embarrassing?"

He sneered and looked at Yan Wushuang:

"You'd better call him out now, just say that I, Qin Zhantian, will ask him for advice in person to see if he has the qualifications to be the head of the Holy Son!"

Qin Zhantian did not believe Yan Wushuang's words at all.

Yang Fan had just triggered the Holy List, how could he leave in the blink of an eye?

He couldn't wait to crush Yang Fan and add another heavy mark to his record!

Hearing this, Yan Wushuang had no interest in answering.

"The little baby fell down, stand up and pat the dirt, don't cry..."

Yan Wushuang was eating candied haws, her tender voice in her mouth, and hummed the song she sang when her master had coaxed her.

"I'm talking to you!"

"Where is Yang Fan? Let him get out for me!"

Qin Zhantian's face was gloomy in an instant, and an invisible aura instantly pressed towards Yan Wushuang, and he shouted coldly.

His dignified number one saint son in Suixinyuan was actually ignored by a little girl?

If he said this, where would he put his face?

"roll!"

But at this moment, Yan Wushuang suddenly stopped humming and raised her head suddenly.

The two beautiful eyes were strangely showing two pupils, one gold and one purple!

And that angry shout seemed to penetrate Qin Zhantian's mind and impact his three souls and seven spirits!

With all the momentum broken, Qin Zhantian was rushed out fiercely!

"puff!"

"You...who are you..."

Qin Zhantian lay on the ground, his face pale and embarrassed. He looked at Yan Wushuang in great horror, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably!

He is a powerful person with a quasi-Natural Soul!

Moreover, he is a real formation cultivator. With his battle formation field, even the powerful Nascent Soul can fight!

But just at that moment, Qin Zhantian seemed to have seen the bridge.

What kind of monster is this little girl?

"The First Holy Son of Suixinyuan?"

"I really don't know how that guy Liu Yunjun took the disciples. Even garbage like you dare to take in!"

"If you don't want to die, get out within three breaths!"

Yan Wushuang's two strange pupils flashed, and she shouted angrily, and directly sent Qin Zhantian out of Wujian Cliff!

When Qin Zhantian came to his senses, he was already under the cliff, and a cold voice sounded in his mind:

"If you dare to talk nonsense about what happened today, I will kill you, the entire Qin family!"

"asshole……"

Qin Zhantian stabilized his embarrassed figure and gritted his teeth at the Sword Academy.

His face was ferocious, and he suppressed the urge to speak harshly, turning into light and shadow and disappearing!

In the Sword Courtyard!

Yan Wushuang took out the half-eat candied haws and said blankly, "Since you are here, just come out, sneaky, those who don't know will think you are a thief."

"Ahem!"

The next moment, a slightly awkward cough sounded.

Song Feng walked out of the crack in the space and looked at Yan Wushuang with a wry smile:
Chapter completed!