Luo Changfeng looked around.
He seem to see that gloating expression of all Jiange brothers.
All Jiange brothers seem to be waiting for their senior brothers to make a fool of themselves.
He didn’t want to help his senior brother ride the sword flower with his heart in his arms.
Because this will make more disdain eyes fall on senior brother, and there will be more gossip to humiliate Wang Daojian’s disciples of Chuanzi.
Brother is proud!
He won’t let foul words, even a casual irony, fall on his senior brother.
Luo Changfeng will never allow it!
"Please take the sword flower …"
Brother Bai Jian Ge once again held the sword and held the ceremony.
Earthquake star
They want to honor and kill this pair of controversial disciples!
Feel humiliated Luo Changfeng sipped his mouth and bit his teeth.
He held out his hand.
He stretched out his hand to empty a grip.
Several sarcastic eyes, two swords hovering in Tianchi, floated slowly and cleverly.
Two swords float with two feet
Luo Changfeng corners of the mouth smile.
The stars are singing that happy voice.
"Brother, please ride the sword."
Chapter 60 Entering Tianchi
Please ride the sword!
The five words resound soberly!
Los Changfeng deliberately raised the sound.
He said to the brothers of Baijian Pavilion around Tianchi, the peak of the Star Meteor Peak, to the great swordsmen from all sides in the Golden Giant Hall, and to the two saints who ended up playing the board of the Star River.
Then several eyes, brother Luo Changfeng, gently lifted their feet and took a step.
Climb the sword in one step!
Dark mountains and rivers, nine gravity, Luo Changfeng’s eyes glanced at the hundred negative swords and sword cabinets with cold sarcasm and disdain.
My brothers felt humiliated, but they didn’t dare to do anything to obstruct the sword washing in Tianchi in front of the public.
In several incredible hatred eyes, two sword flowers are bearing the figure of Brother Luo Changfeng, and then slowly float up and fly to Tianchi.
I don’t know what I’m thinking when I watch Luo Changfeng’s figure fly away. Brother Wang nodded his head and then swept up the last sword flower.
Thirteen holy sword flowers in the night star fly around the Tianchi Lake sealed with a huge black sword.
Thirteen generations of practitioners stand proudly in the sword flower.
Brother Bainegative Sword once again pointed to the sword.
A hundred swords point at night.
Hundreds of colorful swords are intended to gather in one place at night to form a cold white light, which is as thick as a bowl and points directly at the sky.