How did the promised redemption villain become marriage first and love later?

Wei Feibai sighed softly, the impatience between his brows grew stronger, but he didn't refuse after all.

"According to the process, there is indeed a demonstration. If you don't demonstrate, you don't know what 'defeating' is." He patted the unnecessary ash on his hem, and put one hand on the sword at his waist leisurely : "Then let's demonstrate briefly, just once."

Following his words, the juniors behind him all dispersed, walking in a hurry, as if they were afraid that they would be hurt.

Wei Feibai walked lazily in front of the Eighteen Bronze Men.

I don't know if it was Shen Xitang's illusion, but I always felt that the eighteen bronze figures who were as silent as a mountain and clearly as wide and tall as two Wei Feibai shivered slightly.

Even the aura that shocked the audience before was inexplicably weaker.

Some people whispered before: "Didn't he come to the recruiting ceremony only after losing the battle? Then is he the weakest one in Huguan Peak?"

Even though the voice was lowered as much as possible, but all the monks present, no one really couldn't hear.

The person who spoke didn't really want others to be inaudible, otherwise he could transmit his voice, or use other more secretive methods.

It was clearly a secret provocation.

Wei Feibai naturally heard it too.

But he didn't even move an eyebrow.

The moment he settled down, everyone fell silent inexplicably.

The expression on the sloppy boy's face didn't change much.

But the aura around him suddenly changed.

His hand on the hilt flipped quietly, from a clasp to a grip.

The next moment, the long sword was unsheathed.

Swords are screaming all over the world, and cranes are screaming in all directions.

"The Sword of the Lonely Pines and Hundreds of Searches on Huguan Peak. The first move is to startle the crane."

His voice is clear and his tone is light, but his sword intent is raging like a strong wind!

He simply drew out the sword, swung it, even his feet took half a step straight forward, and saw the shadow of the sword spread its wings like a crane, cutting towards the first bronze figure in front of him!

The tall and bold bronze man reacted extremely quickly, the circuit of spirit stones all over his body suddenly lit up, and the protective formation and defensive posture were all in place, but how could he be the enemy of such a sword intent!

The sword shadow collided with the copper color.

After a brief pause, the bronze man's limbs were completely removed, rolled all over the ground, and fell down!

When the metal fell to the ground, there was a clear and loud noise. Only at this moment did the birds spread their wings and startled.

It is to surprise the magpie.

When Mo Yu stepped down, countless people stared blankly.

Some people look yearning, some people are in awe, but their hearts are more in the replay just where Wei Feibai's sword hit, and how they will make a move later.

There were also people who slightly raised their eyebrows, calmly, somewhat indifferently.

For example, that Qi Guanling.

After all, it is from a family of three generations of sword masters, although this sword is amazing, but in the eyes of Qi Guanling, it is just a starting move, and he can do it for him.

Compared to Qi Guanling who showed a little emotion, Wen Renzui's arrogance and calmness are more prevalent in Wen Renzui, the smile on his lips has not even changed, obviously because he can easily do this level.

Wei Feibai turned a blind eye to these little intricate emotions and gazes behind him, or in other words, even if he sensed it, he didn't care.

Because he flicked his wrist, the impatience between his brows and eyes dissipated, and the corners of his lips opened into a happy arc: "I feel good today, so let's warm up again."

After saying that, he flipped the sword flower over, re-sheathed the long sword in his hand, took half a step back with one foot, and raised his eyes again!

If the sword just now was a perfunctory demonstration, this sword is the real so-called startled crane!

The sword is an inch out of its sheath.

Wei Fei's long white hair spread back, and the black hair danced, but it was not messy. Looking closely, it seemed that there was a lingering sword intent hidden in every strand of his hair!

There was a cry.

It seems that there is a crane leading its neck, and then it roars down from the nine heavens!

Wei Feibai lightly tapped his hind foot on the ground, his whole body rushed forward like an arrow, the golden and white Taoist clothes all over his body made a strong sound, and the sword intent pierced the air in an instant!

It wasn't until he rushed in front of the first bronze figure that the sword barely got out of its sheath.

When he was startled by that stance just now, many people felt that this sword was fast enough.

But until now, everyone didn't know how casual, perfunctory and careless that sword strike was.

Because almost in the blink of an eye, Wei Feibai had already arrived in front of the next bronze figure!

In the blink of an eye, his figure was like the wind, and the shadow of the sword was lingering, and the last ray hadn't scattered yet, and the sword struck again!

In just a few breaths, Wei Feibai was already standing one step behind the last bronze figure, his long hair and sleeves were fluttering in the strong wind, and he was about to fall down.

Following the fall of his sleeves were the parts of seventeen bronze figures.

Crisp and stacked together, it will become dull instead.

The metal is intertwined, stacked and rolled, and the long black jade steps are basically dust-free. In this spectacular scene where seventeen bronze figures are decapitated at the same time, it reveals a dusty and noisy state.

There was complete silence.

Or in other words, before such a bang, nothing could make a sound.

But soon, there was a sound of friction between the blade and the scabbard.

Wei Feibai put away his sword, and returned to his previous lazy look. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the mess behind him, and smiled.

"It's just like that."