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Although Ye Fan never could see Xiao Huo’s strength, when he met Ye Longyuan last time, he could not understand Ye Longyuan’s strength.

However, he couldn’t think of it, these two people have already reached the heavens?

The key is that Xiaorou can't understand it. Ye Longyuan couldn't take the realm of heaven. He only spent a few months, and he was going to break the void! ?

I saw Ye Longyuan at this time, holding the black knives, and it seemed that there was a dark wind blowing him around, and the blade continually leaping with darkness, and there was a **** bird flying around!

Ye Longyuan’s knife is cold and cold, like a fierce beast, full of chill!

And Xiaorou's petite body, wrapped in the blazing phoenix at this time, a long hair has been red, a pair of scorpions in the golden red flames jumping, raising their hands, there is a stock of shocking people in the realm of Fengyan swaying Out.

The two have a knife and a phoenix, constantly fiercely fighting, seemingly simple tricks, but it is back to the original, the most pure kind of contest!

Every trick and every style, in fact, contains their unique insights into the heavens!

"Xing Hezhen! Xing Hezhen! Wine!! Wine!!" A bearded man, suddenly appeared on the hill, and yelled at Lao Xing.

Ye Fan slightly frowned, the old Xing called Xing Hezhen... This name, how did it seem to have seen it?

"The ovary is in a hurry, this little brother is carrying wine," Xing Hezhen said.

When Hu Dahan boarded, he looked at Ye Fan with his eyes. "Boy, wine?"

Ye Fan feels that this big man named Zifang is even stronger than Xing Hezhen, and he doesn't know where he is from.

But this time he was also embarrassed to ask the bottom, so he took all the wine out.

The man directly poked the box with one hand, took out a bottle of wine, cut off the glass mouth of the bottle directly, and then poured a few mouthfuls on the head.

"Haha, good wine!" The quilt sits on a rock and continues to look at the battle.

At this moment, it seems that I smelled the smell of wine. On several hills nearby, I ran seven or eight different appearances, dressed in shackles and neat men and women.

These people are also welcome. They pick up the wine and drink it. Some of them just unscrew the bottle cap, and some of them are like the ovary. They don’t even open the bottle. They break the bottle and drink.

There is wine on this hill, and these people will not give up.

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I have to go, sit down and lie down and drink.

However, these people seem to be not interested in the emergence of Ye Fan, and no one asks the origin of Ye Fan.

The attention of all people is mainly in Ye Longyuan and Xiaorou.

Xing Hezhen was quite a painful sorrow. He said: "Small brother, why bother to take out the wine, this is not enough to drink..."

Ye Fan is speechless. Does he know that this group of old people is so unkind?

He also drank a sip of alcohol, and frowned and asked: "Predecessors, two of them, how long have they been playing here?"

Xing Heyi talked. "Some days, it seems like the Phoenix clan, who is practicing here, ready to break the void."

Later, the swordsman of Shenlong’s knife just planned to break the void, so the two people hit it off and hit it directly. ”

Ye Fan squatted and couldn't help but sigh: "The purpose of their fight is to attract the punishment?!"

"Yeah, they can't seem to wait, they want to leave this Taiji world earlier, but they can't come to the day. They have to make some noises and try to make the punishment soon." Xing He said.

Ye Fan silently clenched his fists, and he shunned the punishment of the heavens. He was afraid of using the strength of the sky to attract the punishment.

However, Ye Longyuan and Xiaorou, are they arguing that they will be fined? !

Xiaorou may have no attachment to the world, what about Ye Longyuan? Has he already put everything down! ?

"Does the punishment not be divided into Yin Lei and Yang Lei? These two people can really resist the yin and yang double thunder?" Ye Fan frowned.

At this time, the next side of the Hanzizi room shouted: "Dare to deliberately lead to the punishment, naturally it is fully grasped by yourself, or not afraid of the soul flying, what is your stupid boy?"

"You kid, there is a breath of Shenlong's body, it must be a person of the Shenlong clan, is it because you can't recognize what the knife is in?"

Just because he can control the knife, how can he fear the punishment? "This time I spoke, it was a half-old Xu Niang wearing a red silk satin and a scented shoulder."

Xing Hejun smiled and said: "Oh, ah, you don't know, and although the gong knife has been in Shenlong's, but Ji Xuan smashed the void, no one dared to touch.

In the case of Emperor Wu, I borrowed it for a while, but I still couldn’t suppress it and sent it back to Shenlong.

After that, I have not heard of any of the Shenlong clan descendants, who can suppress the bloodthirsty knife of Minghongdao itself.

This little brother

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It’s only twenty-six years old this year. He doesn’t know the magic knife of his ancestors. It’s justifiable! ”

When Ye Fan heard this, he couldn't help but feel a spirit and lost his voice: "What!? That is the singer's knife!"

It is rumored that in the ancient times, when the Yellow Emperor Xuanjian sword was released, the metal inside was left, and the high temperature in the furnace was not scattered. The remaining casting materials flowed to the bottom of the furnace, and naturally formed a knife after cooling!

Xuanyuan accidentally discovered that this knife is extremely magical, possesses the power of no less than Xuanyuanjian, and will counter the owner, so try to destroy it with Xuanyuanjian!

However, in the legend, the knife itself turned into a red skylark, turned into a red light, disappeared into the sky!

The quality of the weapon itself, Ming Hongdao, can be said to be equal to Xuanyuanjian! It’s just that there is no actual combat, and it’s not very famous.

Ye Fan always thought that this knife is only a legend, although he later learned that Xuanyuanjian is estimated to be true, but did not expect that Minghong knife is still in the world!

Moreover, it is the black knives that Ye Longyuan has never left, which looks like his appearance!

Of course, this time he will look at the knife again, especially seeing the **** swallows that linger outside the knife, and the sword that burns like the devil's flames. He has completely believed that this is the legendary one, with Xuanyuanjian. The magic knife that keeps pace!

Hearing Xing Hezhen said that Ye Fan was only twenty-six years old, and surrounded these powerful players, they only saw Ye Fan's eyes.

"It turned out to be a little doll, but it can be done with this strength, but it is still acceptable."

"Hey, this little brother is also the grandson of Ye Wuyao." Xing He sipped his mouth.

A few of the tyrants once again smashed the 瞟叶帆, and the woman named 蕙兰 sighed with regret: "That was really a big cut with his grandfather, except for the body, which was thick and thick, and other qualifications. Too bad."

Ye Fan smiled bitterly, but he did not expect his body to be strong, but the situation of weak soul has already been seen by these people.

"This little brother is a swordsman, the emperor-level sword is in the body, it can be done without repairing the internal strength, and another way, haha..." Xing Heyi said.

"Oh? Emperor level sword?"

"This is rare. I didn't expect Xuanyuan to have an emperor-level sword." Several of them were stunned, but they didn't seem too surprised.

At this moment, Ye Longyuan and Xiaorou in the fierce battle suddenly separated the distance and stopped the game.

They looked up at the same time, only to see the vast sky above, the clouds rolling, the wind and thunder discolored!