The female disciples are very powerful in combat!

They all began to observe silent mourning for Chen Feihan.

"I really want to know what kind of style the man Xuanxuan likes is."

A handsome and gentle young man smiled.

Duan Beiyu!

Apart from Ning Xuanxuan, the younger generation of Qingyu’s true veins belongs to Duan Beiyu’s strongest!

In this three-game battle between Shenluo Grand Canyon, he was the second game, and Ning Xuanxuan was the third game!

Such a lineup is the most luxurious in a century!

In the past, when the Southern Yan Sect had its foundation, the Qingyu Sect could win two games, not to mention now.

This time, Qingyu Sect is preparing to win the Southern Yan Sect with nothing!

"Senior Brother Duan, I will beat him to a shame."

Zhou Tianfan chuckled.

"You have to show mercy to your subordinates, after all, you will be brothers of the same clan in the future."

Duan Beiyu chuckled and warned, but a trace of coldness flashed deep in his eyes.

In the entire Qingyu Sect, he is the only one who can match Ning Xuanxuan!

But now Chen Feihan is stumbled, and it seems that Ning Xuanxuan is chasing her!

Can this be tolerated?

Duan Beiyu smiled, but his heart was full of the idea of ​​chopping Chen Feihan into pieces and feeding him to the dog.

Ning Xuanxuan, beside her, her eyes closed slightly, looking indifferent.

But soon.

Ning Xuanxuan opened her eyes and looked towards the direction of Nanyan Sect.

The Nanyan Zhengzhi was late.

Chen Feihan stood behind Song Changshou, but he could not hide his glory.

Just like the candlelight in the dark night, the white crane in the flock of chickens, the real dragon in the python...

As soon as Chen Feihan appeared, he attracted the attention of Qingyu's disciples.

They couldn't help but breathe, and they almost instantly confirmed Chen Feihan's identity.

Damn!
Chapter completed!