The handsome boy, the green bamboo is like jade, and the breeze is blowing. It’s so freehand.

The saying "I have been waiting for a long time" is really light and should be the best.

Wang Dong suddenly changed his sarcasm and cried wildly: "Tan Weiran. It's you!" He was really alert. Before he finished speaking, he stamped his feet like a sharp arrow and rushed to Tan Weiran.

Tan Weiran's expression was leisurely. With a blink of an eye, a green bamboo became a sword, evolving into an amazing sword force, just like a sudden burst of storm.

After a sneer, several blood marks appeared on Wang Dong's cheek, and he was about to hit Tan Weiran's arm with a knife. He saw the green bamboo wandering around half a curve that he could not understand, and he easily removed his fierce sword.

The other seven people jumped forward one after another, seeing that Tan Weiran was surrounded. Wang Dong gritted his teeth, waved his anxiety, and rushed over again with Tan Weiran: "Tan Weiran, today I will take your life. After leaving Jiuyou, don't blame me."

Tan Weiran smiled and said, "You don't have to be too polite. How could I blame you..."

Wang Dong and Tan Weiran fought hard and continued to chase after him in surprise. Tan Weiran smiled and said in a deep voice: "It's just because I'm going to Jiuyou, it must be me."

"Hmph. I'm still talking nonsense at the critical moment of life and death. I'm the first level of Tongxuan. How can you fight me?" Wang Dong sneered, and suddenly felt that the little uneasiness in his head was no longer there. No matter how beautiful the boy was in front of him, he was just a frivolous playboy. It's not worth mercy to die.

It's amazing to choose the first level? Tan Weiran burst out laughing and became more and more chic. Suddenly, his breath changed slightly. The green bamboo in his palm ignored him and raised his hand and suddenly he looked like a flying dragon in the sky, with golden light spreading: "Hahaha, okay, I just see how capable you are in the first level of Tongxuan."

"Golden Walk Dragon Claw Hand!"

Compared with the time when the main peak attacked Bi Yun Peak that day, a layer of gold was only faintly hidden in the first section of the finger, but now it basically covers the fingers, which shows that it has made rapid progress in just a few months.

The sound of tearing suddenly penetrated the eardrums. Wang Dong was shocked and fought his life without retreating but advancing. He almost died together.

"Hahaha!"

Tan Weiran laughed loudly, and was about to use the Qinglian Breathing Technique, but suddenly his expression turned wild and shouted: "Old Lin, don't steal my business."

At this time, a gray light turned into a violent wind and thunder, and suddenly came. A thunder sounded in the clear sky, and Wang Dong squirted out a mouthful of blood, and was beaten to the ground.

Tan Weiran was depressed: "Old Lin! There are many transactions here, so why should you compete with me?"

"Young Master, it's too dangerous." If you hadn't seen this scene, you would have no idea. Mr. Lin, who was usually like an ordinary old man, started to act like a thunderous thunder. He just slashed the two of them with just one move.

Tan Weiran only sighs.

Mr. Lin smiled kindly, and was not ambiguous at all, so he killed one person on the spot. He wanted to give the young master more fighting opportunities and do more training. He knew that Wang Dong was the first level of Tongxuan, so he almost took action. Seeing that the young master was in danger, he dared not wait for Tan Weiran to perform.

Mr. Lin appeared, injured one person and killed three people. Although the remaining four people looked indifferent, they could not help but be shocked. They turned around and fled decisively.

Except for Wang Dong, the other seven people did not have the cultivation level of Tongxuan. Tan Weiran quietly rushed forward. Taking advantage of the other party's escape, he pierced the opponent's back heart with one move, and was so angry that he was so angry on the spot.

Mr. Lin greeted the two, Tan Weiran shot one person dead, and the other escaped. Tan Weiran's eyes were cold and cold, which showed that he picked up a sword, his breath was solemn, and he swung the sword, and the sword in his palm was broken into two pieces, wrapped in lightning and lightning.

"Nine-section Thunder Hidden Sword!"

The broken sword hit, and the lightning intertwined, just like the sound of thunder came into my ears. In an instant, the man flew several steps, feeling that a sword was stabbed in and stirred in his mind, and a mouthful of blood was sprayed out. The broken sword that was chasing him quickly swept across his neck, and immediately there were two corpses.

Tan Weiran nodded, revealing some dissatisfaction: "The hands are a little raw, just practice more."

Mr. Lin captured the remaining two people and left them in front of Tan Weiran: "Young Master, what should I do?"

Tan Weiran squatted down and pursed his lips, "Three, where are the people of Bi Yunfeng? Why didn't they come?" His pursed lips always looked a little cute, three points of distress, and particularly pity.

Wang Dong looked at the blue sky after the rain indifferently, but another person sneered: "Young Master felt dangerous halfway through the way, and he had turned around. You were ambushing us, so what?"

Tan Weiran nodded and said, "Yes, although Bi Yunfeng is a shameless bitch, he is not a fool."

After saying that, he didn't ask anything else. He grabbed the three of them and twisted their necks, breaking the three of them's necks and killing them.

Seeing that Mr. Lin looked surprised, he wanted to speak but stopped. Tan Weiran said, "Mr. Lin, do you think?"

Mr. Lin smiled and said, "I thought the young master would continue to question, but I didn't want to guess wrong. This is very good." He smiled with relief: "I was afraid that the young master would be soft-hearted and would not want to kill him. This is the best."

Tan Weiran laughed, there was no soft-heartedness, and there was no such thing as saying. Kill it when it should be, just be quick and easy.

Kill someone who should be killed and do what you should do. This is what our men are.

Mr. Lin didn't want to say much, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart when he heard this: If the master was willing to let go of his unnecessary kindness, his great cause would have been accomplished long ago, so why would this be like this?

Tan Weiran looked at the green bamboo forest and was sad for no reason: "Old Lin, I... am I very difficult on my parents' side?"

Old Lin was stunned, looking at the older young master, and said, "The master and his mistress are fighting against a big opponent. They are quite tight and cannot separate themselves to take care of you. The situation is not too bad, just..." He hesitated for a moment. The young master was young and didn't know if he should have heard those.

"I just fear that the opponent will come to buy at the bottom, such as killing me or arresting me, and threatening my parents." Tan Weiran said quietly. If there is no accident, the parents' situation will be more difficult at this time.

Boss Lin was shocked and rushed out: "Young Master, how do you know?" He was really surprised. He said that the young master shouldn't have known what his parents were doing outside, and he never told his son when he talked about chasing a couple, so he just said one or two words to his mouth.

Tan Weiran was stunned and dazed. This pair of ambitions really bothered him.

However, Tan Weiran knew it again. The current difficulties are just a small threshold for parents, just to overcome them. If there is no accident, you should defeat this opponent next year.

Dad and Mom, you don’t know at this time, from at least one year to two years, and from then on, you will face a truly powerful opponent. That person is your most terrible opponent.

Tan Weiran trembled and raised his head hard: "Old Lin, I am not young, and I can share my worries for my parents." Although the ambitious parents were not very qualified.
Chapter completed!