He was taught a lesson ten days ago, but he still didn't have a memory. He didn't think that Senior Sister Ye was wrong.

Besides, even if Senior Sister Ye is really wrong, he can't stand by and watch.

At this point, no matter what, he must stand up, no matter what, one of the five personal disciples of the Fuyun Sword Sect.

However, Zhao Yan took a step ahead of him, kicked his feet on the ground, and almost in the blink of an eye, it was like a sharp sword crossing hundreds of steps.

clang!

After landing, Zhao Yan took action directly, and a sword force spread out from his body.

His eyes seemed to be dull and even a little dull, but the released sword was so strong that it made people scream.

Rumble!

Hundreds of steps made loud noises, reflecting the sword on his body.

Everyone who was fighting was forcibly separated by such sword force.

"Everyone, can you say something? " Zhao Yan separated everyone and said softly.

Jiang Ran immediately recognized Zhao Yan, and a strange color flashed in his eyes, knowing that he also came from a saint family, and his swordsmanship was extremely talented, and he was named a swordsman.

At that moment, he restrained his mind and said, "Zhao Yan, my Jiang Shengshi family teaches a group of frogs in the well from the barbarian land. Do you also want to intervene?"

"My Fuyun Sword Sect is not a frog in the well!"

Feng Zhang was immediately angry when he heard this and wanted to rush forward again, and fight against the other party.

The look of these people is so arrogant!

The Saint Family, is it really amazing? Feng Zhang’s face turned red and his eyes were filled with anger. He really couldn’t bear it.

"Am I wrong?"

Jiang Ran sarcastically said, "Can you be able to ride on my Jiang Shengshi family in reverse?"

A look of surprise flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes, and he realized that the Jiang Sheng family had no intention of admitting mistakes until now.

I felt that it was just a lesson for Fuyun Sword Sect, and I didn’t think that such a method was wrong.

The pride of the saint family is written on their faces, and their eyes are full of disdain.

"No wonder the Fuyun Sword Sect is so confident. It turns out that you, Zhao Yan, are backing up behind you. But you want to be a peacemaker, but you don't have the qualifications yet. My Jiang Sheng Family has never been so provoked in the ancient domain. If you don't ruin these people today, where is the face of my Saint Family?"

Jiang Tian, ​​above the steps, walked slowly down, without any intention of stopping in his words.

"You can just try it and see who is ruining who is today."

Just as the few people were arguing, Lin Yun walked up step by step on the steps below, and his voice came slowly.

"Junior Brother Lin!"

The moment he heard the sound, everyone in the Fuyun Sword Sect looked back at the same time, including Zhao Yan and Gongsun Yan, and their eyes fell on him involuntarily.
Chapter completed!