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"At the end of the day, for the help of these little guys, let the ancestors wait for a long time, it is really shameful." Yao Xingzhi wiped the cold sweat, and then waited, they felt that the pressure was too great.

"Oh, when we were young, when we met the opportunity, the ancestors would also patiently give pointers.

This is the inheritance of a clan, and Shenlong can have today, such a 'waiting' is essential," Ling Yanji smiled.

Yao Xingzhi and other elders nodded. "The ancestors taught us that we wrote down."

"What are you doing? Don't you come to see your ancestors!?" Ji Chang bow loudly.

A group of young people, such as Hua Xiaolu and Yao Wei, immediately bowed to the ground with respect and humour.

"See the ancestors!"

Ye Hongxu and Xiaoxiao said: "Get up, little guys, why are there such a cute little girl, which child?"

The leaf red floc refers to the fact that the flower is small, and the appearance of this girl is really easy to cause people to care for.

The flowers are small and the faces are red, "Rescuing the ancestors... I... I am a flower!"

"Looking really likable," Ye Hongxu couldn't help but stretched out and touched the ponytail.

Ye Fan coughed and coughed, said: "That... red ancestor, she is my apprentice, don't make any choices."

A group of young people suddenly stunned, this Ye Fan, dare to talk to his ancestors? !

What surprised them even more was that Ye Hong was not angry at all. He smiled and said: "It turned out to be your apprentice. Then I am one step late.

Otherwise, I want to take it away. After all, I am also a sword repairer. This child has a heart of wisdom, a heavenly sword... a good seedling. ”

The flower fell quickly and stood next to Ye Fan. "Thank you, my ancestors loved it, but... but Xiaolu has already worshipped the teacher."

"Oh... this little girl, the more you look at it, the more you love, rest assured, this ancestor can't grab your master, you don't have to be nervous." Ye Hongxiao smiled and shook his head.

Other young people are looking at the center of the platform with gaze.

Ren Tiankuo, who has long hair in black, is standing there with his eyes closed, like a stone sculpture, not angry.

However, another unparalleled sword **** in the world, but it is not seen...

Ji Yuming came over at this moment and smiled: "Hello, the **** of swords, everyone is here, so let's get started."

Upon hearing this, Yao Wei and others immediately looked around.

"Sword God? Where is the Lord of the Sword God!?"

"I don't know... which one is it?"

The flower is also a little confused, she has seen the sword god, obviously not on the scene.

At this moment, Ye Fan patted the disciple's shoulder. "Okay, small, the master passed, you stand here, don't get too close."

After Ye Fan finished, he walked toward the middle of the platform, leaving a small flower with a look of hair.

During the time, Yao and a group of young people, the expression seems to freeze, one by one stunned, breathing stopped!

"You guys, what expression? What a fuss, as for?" Yao Xingzhi criticized.

"Big... Great Elder... He... Ye Fan..." Yao Yan turned his head stiffly and looked at the elders in the family.

"Noisy! The name of the sword god, you can also call it!" Yao Xingzhi rebuked.

Yao Yi’s body was awkward, and the few people next to him said that they were chilly, and they all looked pale!

The flower is small and it is a pair of watery eyes. "How can this... teacher... is the sword god? It is not a person..."

"You are a stupid girl. I didn't even know the master who worshipped the sword. I don't know?" Ye Hongxue heard it, and even laughed and laughed.

At this time, while starting to go to the middle of the leaf sail, start to understand the body!

A heavy! double! triple! !

There is no doubt that in the face of Ren Tiankuo, triple is the minimum respect!

"The devil disintegrates Dafa!?"

"It’s no wonder that the pressure is not strong, but it is forced to rely on the disintegration of Dafa to improve its combat power?"

"It's not a swordsman... It's the ultimate fighting power."

Some ancestors and elders immediately saw some doorways, either surprised or frowning.

However, there is no ancestor standing out and accusing Ye Fan of not.

After all, Ye Fan’s position is already very obvious. Even if he learns Chiu’s method, no one will care too much.

At the same time, Ye Fanyi disintegrated, the pressure of release, and constantly increased, so that a group of young people behind, the face is more ugly!

It seems that the sky is falling, and they are pressing their hearts heavily, and they can't breathe!

"Really... It’s really a sword god!? No wonder he is so powerful!?" Once the dragon was bigger than the sailor who fought with Ye Fan, after a while, he was full of cold sweat.

Ling Ming Mirror is a trembling voice: "The singer's illusion in the Xuanyuan illusion... is it him?!"

Thinking of the many martyrdoms that have been to Ye Fan, Ling Mingjing feels that he is no different from an idiot!

In the eyes of Ye Fan, he is so small and ridiculous! ?

Yao Wei directly slammed on the ground, far away: "Sword God! Just now I have no eyes! Please don't blame!..."

Several other young people have also squatted and exposed the color of fear.

Although they couldn’t understand why, Ye Fan became a sword god, but he could only be shocked by the reality in front of him!

"What is the situation? Wind elders, what are these little things to say!? They provoke the Lord of the swordsman?!" Yao Xingzhi asked.

The wind sighed and sighed. Simply speaking, everyone suddenly understood.

"Still! Let you not think you are!"

Yao Xing gave Yao Yao a foot and then he said to Ye Fan: "Lord of the sword, please don't blame!"

Ye Fan turned back and smiled faintly. "Do not get in the way, don't stand so close, so as not to hurt them."

"Don't hear it!? Hurry back!!" Yao Xingzhi waved.

A group of young people, such as Yao Wei, hurriedly withdrew, and looked at Ye Fan’s back in amazement, as if they were dreaming.

Such an episode will naturally affect other ancestors.

Ren Tiankuo opened his eyes at this time, like two golden lights, falling on Ye Fan, the momentum instantly enveloped the audience!

"The emperor-level sword, the demon disintegration Dafa... interesting, this ancestor did not leave the floodland too early, it really is worth it..."

Ye Fan is also gradually ignited in the double shackles. "I also want to see the power of the emperor's boxing."

When the voice fell, the two of them suddenly burst into a burning dragon!

A boxing full of arrogance and pressure, starting from the wide arms of Ren Tian, ​​swept up, as if two red gold dragons wrapped around his arms!

Ye Fan knows that the melee tactics of the boxing method are the advantage of the sword's killing distance.

When I thought about it, Ye Fan immediately appeared nine bright hustle and bustle, and the color of the best refining God Feijian!

This kind of opponent, calling out a million swords, has no meaning. What you want is fine, accurate, and strong!

When the nine swords came out, Ye Fan made the sword disintegrate!

"Hey!-"

Nine swords are pleasing to the eye, and the wrapped swords are radiant!

And a more intense pressure than before, it is suddenly spread!

"This ... swordsmanship has actually increased the pressure!?" Ling Yan nine different.

Ye Hongxu reveals an incredible color, "Sword God... use the body to understand the body of the sword!?"

A group of ancestors are also very knowledgeable, and when they think about it a little, they understand the key.

But even if they know what Ye Fan is doing, they still feel incredible. How did this happen? !

"This is interesting, the two did not shoot ... the means have let me wait for an eye-opener!" Ling Yanji said with emotion.

A group of ancestors shook their heads and emotions, while some elders who were not enough to repair, and a group of young people, have already seen it!

what is happening! ? Why didn't you start playing, this pressure, it is almost impossible for them to breathe! ?