Chapter 592: Grievance (fourth more!)

Chapter 592 Resentment (fourth more!)
There are drifting snow, white skin like snow, swords like ice and snow, the entire Hongxian Gate, and even the existence of the goddess level in the entire Yongchang world.
Only a female disciple of Yongchang Xianmen can be compared with it.
The drifting snow is said to be the dream lover in the entire Daxian Xianmen disciple.
Her prestige can be compared with Hong Tianda, who is the head of the disciple.
Around the drifting snow, is a female disciple of Xueshan, Yao Beibei, Feng Beiling, are the top 20 disciples.
Throughout the Great Hongxian Gate, there are also great statements.
The appearance of the drifting snow and the female disciples of the snow-capped mountains attracted all the attention of men, and they looked at them one by one.
Wang Xian looked at the past and showed a smile on his face.
Are acquaintances.
"The proud brother of the book is also here!"
"Ao Shuwen brother, Feng Haosi brother, Tong Xiuping brother, Ming Ziyu brother, Lin Xingjian brother, they are five!"
"The third, sixth, ninth, eleventh, and fourteenth, these five brothers have a very good relationship. They are headed by the proud writers and brothers. In the whole Hongxian Gate, the authors of the abbots and their brothers It is the biggest!"
"Genius is with genius, hey, when will we be able to enter their circle!"
"Unless you can enter the top 20 of the Dahong Xianmen disciples, don't want to enter their circle!"
At this time, there was another exclamation of the sound. The arrival of the five people brought nothing more attention than the drifting snow, and Hong Tianda was low.
Five people, all of which are Dajiao Xianmen’s Tianjiao Shaojie.
"Well? Still an acquaintance?"
Wang Xian slightly narrowed his eyes, his eyes flashed a cold look, his eyes swept over five people.
The five people in front of him are the five young people Wang Xian once met in the holy workshop.
It’s really a narrow road.
Wang Xian slowly picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip.
Hong Tianda, drifting snow and awe-inspiring people sat in the surrounding position.
They have the pride in their bones, they don't squint, they are cold and proud to find a place to sit down.
"I didn't expect to be a proud goddess!"
Wang Xian saw the drifting snow and arrogance like a white swan in the sky, a faint smile.
Compared with the drifting snow that Wang Xian knows, the drifting snow at this time is even more arrogant and unattainable.
Lingchao came quiet again with a famous disciple.
A disciple tastes, digests and converts it into energy.
"Hey! Cold face, pay attention to your words!"
After about ten minutes, the sudden sound of a tea set came and the feathers sounded.
The people were a little surprised, and quickly looked up and looked ahead.
"What's the difference? Don't you say it? Hey!"
"Bump!"
When everyone looked up, everyone was shocked to see that the feathers and the cold face had come directly into the air to fight.
"Oh, fight again!"
Some people sighed, and several old men stood in the air, looking at them both helplessly.
"The grievances of the feather teacher and the cold teacher are not solved in this life!"
"How could it be solved? Leng Aofeng used the thirteenth level of the spirit and the battle to kill the top disciples of the Emperor and the Wind and Rain Mountain. The cold Aofeng was only detained for ten years because of the cold god. This kind of grudge can't be solved so easily unless one party is completely defeated!"
At this time, there were a few voices from the disciples.
Wang Xian looked at him and saw that Yu Yu’s face stood up in anger. Several disciples in the stormy mountains were also staring at the cold face in the sky with anger.
It is obviously not the first time that a group of disciples around the battle between the feathers and the cold teacher.
"There were right or wrong things in the past. Although Leng Aofeng is a descendant of the cold god, after all, the feather emperor is also a famous disciple of the hidden god. He is very worried about the feather emperor, and will never let the feathers and her daughter be hurt!

"Yeah, this kind of grudge can't be solved. Fortunately, they will get together every time they fight!"
Some of the children were whispering around.
Wang Xian listened to the grudges of some disciples, and his eyes looked in the sky. Both the feathers and the cold face contained horrible murderousness.
However, the high-rises around Dahongxianmen are staring at it, and it is impossible to have human life.
"Yu Qianmei, don't think that you have a good disciple in the mountain gate. Hey, in my cold peak, it is just a little guy who doesn't look into the eye. The disciples who have been so outstanding in your stormy mountains are not yet one. Gone!"
In the sky, there was a cold and taunting voice, apparently stimulating the feathers.
"If it’s not cold and proud, it’s shameless, how can I fall into this step, and your cold peak is really a sinister villain!"
The murderous voice of the feather singer rang in the sky, for tat!
"Oh, it is clear that the wind and rain have lost to our cold peaks. It is really shameless to say that our cold peaks are insidious in your mouth!"
Suddenly, there was a disdain in the distance not far from the wind and rain.
"you..."
When the disciples of the stormy mountains heard their words, they immediately turned their heads and looked at them with anger.
"how?"
Next to everyone saw the wind and mountain disciples look over, his face with a mocking look: "A group of garbage in the wind and rain, if you disagree, see you in the fall, when you will abolish you!"
A group of people in the cold peak looked at them with disdain.
Lengfeng, currently the third-ranked Shanmen in Dahongxianmen, has more than 200 disciples in Shanmen, ten times that of the disciples of Fengshan.

Several garbage is not eligible to participate in the spiritual tea party!

"Our mountain gates pull out some disciples and can kill the small wind and rain mountains!"
A few of the disciples of Lengfeng gave off a slight momentum.
The faces of the disciples of the stormy mountains were pale and pale, and their faces were embarrassed.
Compared with the lowest half-step of the cold peak, the disciples of the inferior level of the wind and rain mountain are too big.
Not a level of confrontation at all!
"Sue Brother, that is the so-called Dragon King!"
At this moment, the girl of Dan Fengyan whispered directly at the side of a young man, pointing to Wang Xian.
"Is it? Dragon King, huh, I have long wanted to see and see!"
The young man named Su Fa smiled and looked at Wang Xian, then swept through a group of wind and rain disciples.
"Wind and rain mountain? Dragon King? It's all rubbish, not even giving us cold peak shoes!"
Sufa sneered with a sneer.
The wind and rain mountain instructor and the cold peak instructor have hatred, naturally, the disciples of the two peaks do not deal with.
But the wind and rain mountains are too weak and too weak, so weak that they can't be compared with the cold peaks. If it is not the wind and rain mountain, this time, a dragon king will bring the wind and rain mountain to the tenth place.
Their cold peaks even disdain, directly choose to ignore this opponent who looks very junk in their view!
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(End of this chapter)