Speaking of which, Gan Fangcai's actions were extremely abrupt, and he originally fought with Shen Luoying, but suddenly, as if he had changed people, he defeated Shen Luoying with a sword, and everyone in the audience understood Gan Ping's strength. Looking at the little boy standing with a sword on the stage, a question arose in everyone's hearts, how old is this young man? He can even play with Shen Luoying, who has been cultivating for many years, between applause, what kind of talent and strength is this? How far will he go on this path of cultivating immortals in the future?

Gan Ping, who felt a sigh of sullenness, stood with his sword in his hand, looking at Shen Luoying under the stage being carried away, if it weren't for this Shen Luoying being the first to take the stage, his new personal disciple couldn't be too arrogant and domineering, he would have swept away his face with a sword and drove him off the stage. Now that his subordinates have shown mercy and let him support him for so many rounds, it has already given him enough face, if he is still stubborn in the future and blindly entangles with himself, then he will blame himself for being polite.

Looking down at the audience, it was silent, Gan Ping's performance just now was extremely strong, among the contemporary disciples, it is difficult to find an opponent who can compete with it, unless it is a personal disciple who makes a move, but it will inevitably end up in the name of bullying the small. Who would want to do such a thankless task? For a while, Gan Ping's arena was cold, and no one took the stage again.

Gan Ping couldn't help but be a little embarrassed, but he didn't expect it to be this situation, his performance just now was really too much, just when he thought about how to speak out and find someone to come on stage, a green light flashed, and there was one more person on the stage.

Gan Ping was stunned, but he didn't expect that the person who came turned out to be a woman, wearing an emerald green dress, a pair of eyebrows like a distant mountain, a slender waist and a hand, and a graceful and boundless posture. Among the male disciples watching the battle below, there was already a disciple with an unstable heart, who couldn't help but swallow his saliva, enchanting, pure, and the two ultimate feminine charms were perfectly integrated in this woman.

Looking at that extremely beautiful face, Gan Ping faintly had a feeling of déjà vu, but he couldn't remember it clearly, and when he was puzzled, the woman's lips on the opposite side opened lightly, and the sweet voice like a yellow warbler singing willow came, "Senior Brother Gan, Miao Cuifeng Wanfang came to learn your swordsmanship." Looking at the stunning woman in front of him who looked extremely unkind, Gan Ping suddenly realized, and couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart.

It turned out to be Wan Lin's sister Wan Fang, no wonder she looked a little familiar, and it was obvious that she was here to trouble herself. Since Ma Ling'er worships under the door of Aunt Wuyin, she is naturally the little sister of this Wanfang, who disappeared without saying a word before, and brought back a pair of sister flowers. Although the matter was settled on the side of the silent sister, it was obvious that her disciples were not satisfied, and this Wan Fang came to teach her husband a lesson for her little sister.

I can't help but sigh in my heart, this deceitful thing is really not to be done, is this not retribution coming one after another? I can be regarded as self-inflicted, and I have provoked a body of complaints, and in the future, Ling'er wakes up and hears what she has done, maybe how she will grit her teeth and clean herself up.

Restrained his distant thoughts, Gan Ping bowed slightly, and replied with a respectful expression: "It turned out to be Senior Sister Wanfang, Senior Brother Gan Ping went to Miaocui Peak last time, but he was stingy. "Thousands of clothes don't wear sycophants, this person in front of him is the senior sister of his fiancée, and Xiu Wei is a character of Jindan Daquan, a few points stronger than that Feng Xingyuan, he has no grudge against him, he just caused trouble because of some things he did, it is better to be a little single, say some good things, and take the initiative to admit his mistakes.

After all, for the embarrassing identity of the person in front of him, it is not that he will not do it, although he can fight with him now, but he must do his best to make a move, and at that time he will not be able to control it at all, if there is any mistake, then he will not have the face to go back to see his master and aunt.

Thinking of this, Gan Ping couldn't help but peek at Mo Yifeng, who was sitting safely in the audience, and his handsome master was a little stunned at first, but then frowned, but the Wuyin Master Aunt on the side was expressionless, but why did Gan Ping always feel that the jade hand of the Wuyin Master always stayed behind the master? And looking at the ugly look on the face of this master, it was obvious that he was enduring some kind of pain. As everyone knows, at this moment, Mo Yongfeng was already extremely sad in his heart, sighing that he was careless, and he even affected himself again, feeling Gan Ping's eyes asking for help, Mo Yongfeng didn't even raise his eyebrows, do you think it's fun to pinch and twist the peak master of Yuanying in your soft underbelly? Even if you are a master of the Yuanshen realm, you are a little unbearable...

Seeing that the master was very immoral and silent, Gan Ping directly skipped the boundless smile on his face, raised his head and looked Wanfang, "Senior Sister Wan's cultivation is profound, why bother with a little disciple like me? Gan Ping, who knew that he was wrong, had a smile on his face, which surprised everyone in the audience, and many people shouted in the audience.

"Gan Ping, why don't you do it? Let Senior Sister Wan look at your catties, don't lose face..."

"That's it, what are you afraid of? Senior Sister Wan won't eat you, isn't this pointing you here?"

There are even more unscrupulous people who coax and shout, threatening to let Gan Ping give Wanfang a good look, and so on. Seeing Gan Ping's stage fright, these disciples immediately made an uproar, in fact, where did they know Gan Ping's thoughts in their hearts. If there is really something bad, his master will definitely be the first to jump out and pull out his own skin, who will let himself be full of that kind of terrifying magic weapon?

When Wan Fang heard the chaotic shouting from the audience, she couldn't help frowning slightly, her cold gaze crossed the stage, and the strong and cold breath was like a sharp sickle sweeping across the wheat field, and those who were shouting endlessly were like wheat in the autumn wind, and their voices were cut off by the clattering waist, and they lowered their heads one after another. Bi Rouqing, who was watching from the audience, was secretly shocked in her heart, this Wan Fang was obviously much smaller than herself, but how could this true yuan mana be so strong?

The silent voice who was desperately pinching Mo Yongfeng's soft flesh below couldn't help but nod secretly with satisfaction, his eldest disciple was really extremely qualified, although this retreat did not break through the barrier of the Jindan Great Perfection and reach the Yuanying realm, but at her age at this time, it was not bad. The triumphant Wuyin had deliberately forgotten that he had integrated a bamboo shoot wood spirit from Qu Zi's Immortal Mansion into Wan Fang's body, which would make her enter the realm so quickly.

Suppressing the ignorant shouters below, Wan Fangzhen raised his head lightly, revealing a pointed jaw as delicate and beautiful as white porcelain, "It's useless to say more, you know why I'm here, do it!"

Gan Ping took a breath of cold air, it seems that his own level is unavoidable, no matter what, it is a big deal to stalemate for a while, and then let this Wan Fang beat himself violently and get angry. Anyway, my sister bullied my brother-in-law, it wasn't a big deal, and it wasn't a shame, Gan Ping thought with a slight self-deprecation in his heart, and stabbed Wan Fang obliquely with a mountain sword.

This sword is crooked and twisted, dragging mud and water is simply full of flaws, Mo Yifeng in the audience frowned, with his own kendo cultivation, I don't know what move this kid used, could it be that he got something else when he went out this time? However, Wan Fang, who was standing opposite Gan Ping, was already with willow eyebrows upside down, and he was secretly angry in his heart. Obviously, this kid is perfunctory, how can there be any power in this sword, it is completely indiscriminate to stab a sword, even if he doesn't make a move to meet it, this sword momentum can't break through his own defense.

Gan Ping's lazy sword was moving forward slowly at an unbearable speed, Leng Buqi saw a flower in front of him, but Wan Fang was gone, and was surprised, Leng Bufang received a heavy blow in his face, and the cold and piercing feeling made Gan Ping feel as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer, and even the physical body that had reached the realm of Rongyuan was difficult to resist, and the whole person turned over a few times and lay on the edge of the ring.

The audience burst into laughter, but I didn't expect Gan Ping to be so embarrassed, it was making people laugh. And Mo Yongfeng's face was already iron-blue, how could Mo Yongfeng, who was familiar with Wan Fang's temperament, not know that Gan Ping's actions just now had angered her? This was just a lesson, and his own disciple was so embarrassed that he was even more unhappy, and even the Wuyun who was originally snickering on the side had a slightly ugly face. This kid is not angry!