Liu Qinghou suddenly remembered something, and his mind flashed through a scene...

Decades ago, on a distant planet, a man used a dark sword to slash a sword like a tear!

Liu Qinghou realized that Ye Fanyuan had not reached the limit!

I couldn’t help but his hands were pinched, and there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes...

At this moment, among the konjac of Ye Fan, the scene suddenly changed!

energy! All the energy in front of you is full of energy!

Ye Fan’s reason for releasing the one-armed sword magic is that he has nothing to do. He just wants to figure out how this book Lanting controls the text, so it mobilizes energy quickly!

At the same time, he also wants to know what the laws of operation of these energies are.

Although he didn't have a murderous heart at first, but it was so badly blown, it was the Buddha who had three points of fire!

The black giant sword ignited the purgatory magic flame, Ye Fan single foot, jumped into the air!

Shu Lanting, who suddenly reacted, hurriedly wrote a "凪" word!

The air in all directions is once again very solid!

At the same time, Ye Fan has also understood how the energy around him has been mobilized.

Although the difference is only to understand and do not understand, but this gap, but let Ye Fan no longer face the illusory text attack, but has an exact target!

Ye Fan waved with one arm, and a dark sword light tore the air!

It seems to be just slashing in the empty area, but it is completely smashing the energy that is being tightened!

Ye Fan is like a broken bamboo, and suddenly comes to the book Lanting!

Face to face, Ye Fan screamed and laughed: "Can you write another word?"

Shu Lanting looked cold and was about to mention the pen, but saw Wu Guang flashed in front of her!

An arm flew out!

That hand, still holding a pen!

The audience was very strange and quiet, and the monks in the city have already seen it!

Ye Fan unexpectedly got rid of the control of the book Lanting, and easily cut off an arm of the book Lanting! ?

In other words, if Ye Fan is willing, this sword will kill the book Lanting!

Book Lanting fell painfully, glaring at the unrecoverable broken arm, pale, biting his teeth.

"You are very powerful, but unfortunately... I met you."

The black flames in the eyes of Ye Fan dissipated and put away the purgatory swordsman.

To be honest, there is no inferno sword, he is not necessarily the opponent of Shu Lanting.

This woman's way of writing is really strange, and the energy operation is completely different from the conventional attack.

Not by the sword, he really can't wear it.

But if there is no battlefield, the sword magic is his ability to overcome his own heart and gradually master, this is his ability.

Book Lanting silently picked up the fallen mountain river pen. As for the arm, she didn't need it at all.

If there is no sword left in her wound, she can grow up quickly.

Shu Lanting looked at Ye Fan intricately and seemed to be asking why she did not kill her directly.

Ye Fan sighed. "I came to the city of innocence, not to kill, but to save people.

You are very strong, and you may have to rely on you for some things in the future. ”

Shu Lanting frowned, but she couldn’t speak anyway, and she didn’t ask.

Suddenly, an applause came from the top of a building.

"It’s so good! Xiaoyefan hasn’t seen it for so long, it’s still so powerful, this ancestor clap your hands!”

The sound of a sweet little girl, a red robe, a round face, two small braids, long hair.

This smear figure appeared there without knowing it.

Ye Fan doesn't have to look at it. Listening to this voice, he already knows who the person is.

He cried and laughed, turned and sighed: "You are really here, Xiaorou."

Xiaorou smiled and jumped flexibly. "This ancestor is sleeping in a closed house, and he hears the movement outside."

It turned out to be your little guy, when did you come to the wild, have you seen Ye Wuya? ”

Ye Fan frowned. "Why, what old guy is in the wild?"

Xiaorou drums his mouth. "I don't know. I didn't see him after I searched the floods. Finally I came to the city of innocence...

These years are here, I can suffocate me, but I have nothing to do when I go out, just waiting for the original black hole here."

When the monks of the city of innocence saw it, they all had some expressions.

"Oriental keeper, knowing the sword god?"

"What is going on here, I thought the East Shou will be going to take the shot..."

Ye Fan, "Is it the Eastern Shougang? I said... Liu’s predecessors just had a strange expression."

"Hey..." Liu Qinghou flew over at this moment and said: "You asked me how to export.

This Xiaorou, the sinless city that came later than me, arrived in a few days, the city owner let her be the Eastern keeper.

I have been mixing for so many years, and I am still a messenger. The gap is also wide."

"As far as your brain is concerned, it is good to be able to fly up." Xiao Rou waved his hand.

Ye Fan is a bit uncomfortable, and asked: "Xiaorou, you have a red lotus door, but you have nowhere to go."

I don't know if they didn't go in time, Xiner, they almost went wrong! Have you been such an elder? ”

Xiaorou put his hands in his waist and said with anger: "You are a polite boy! I am with your grandfather!"

There are so many descendants of my future generations, I want to take care of me!

hate! Why do you call the kid a senior, not my ancestor? ! ”

Ye Fan rolled his eyes. "Are you a little bit, why do you ask so much?"

"Hey--" Xiaorou licks his little white teeth, and his anger is red, and his face is burning.

A chaotic situation that is far more horrible than the book Lanting, suddenly filled the city!

Obviously, with the qualification of Xiaorou, there is nothing to hinder her from practicing.

Nothing just depends on whether she wants to practice or not.

In order to find the endless, she experienced the chaos and punishment, and it is not surprising that Chaos has triumphed all the way.

To know that she was in the period of the heavens and the land, it is already a failure, nothing more than a short time, there is not much reputation.

"Hey! Xiaorou! You really want to fight with Ye Fan!?"

The high temperature of horror made Liu Qinghou not dare to approach, and quickly retired, but loudly dissuaded.

"This ancestor wants to let this kid know, respect the old and love the young!"

Ye Fan said, "I know very well that I love you. It is not appropriate to hit you."

"You are noisy!!"

Xiaorou Shuangfeng Fengyan Jinmang flashes, the air directly seems to be a supernova explosion, a group of fierce Fengyan takes her as the center and bursts into a burst! !

Ye Fan is a spirit, and my heart is awkward: this luoli plays really! ?

Fortunately, his triple disintegration, the two swords disintegration and the state of the Emperor Dragon Sword are not lifted, a rapid retreat, barely hurt not too much, just scorched a layer of skin.

"Hey! Xiaorou! I have to wait for me to finish the business! I have no time to mess with you!"

I am looking for the city owner. Are you afraid that the city owner will kill you, so you have to sell for the city? ! Asked Ye Fan.

Xiaorou holds his hands in front of his body, and his feet are high and high. "Hey! This ancestor is not for his life! This ancestor just lived here!"

"Xiaorou! You signed the agreement!" Liu Qinghou reminded, "You persuade Ye Fan, don't come!"

"That thing, this ancestor has long been cracked, and it is ineffective for this ancestor." Xiao Rou waved his hand casually.

The whole audience was shocked, and one monk showed the color of doubt.

"No... no? The spell of the city master can be broken?"

"How did she do it?"

"Just she thought out of the air, the curse of the city master, the legend can not even break the chaos, how can she break?"

"That is, really want to be so powerful, will stay in the city?"

A bunch of monks are basically no one believes.

Ye Fan thinks that Xiaorou should not be a mess. This luoli is confused, but in terms of cultivation, she is afraid that she is only weaker than Ye.

Even if Ye Fan himself, in fact, part of it is by desperation, by luck, not purely by talent.

"Since you are not afraid of the city owner killing you, then you will wait for me to finish things," Ye Fan said.

Xiaorou’s eyes widened. “Would you like to go to Xuantian Temple and hit the city owner?”

"Why, you want to play with me?" Ye Fanzhen.

Xiaorou whispered, "No, it’s boring, oh... If you die, I will avenge you."

Ye Fan feels that a blood must be sprayed out. I am afraid that in Xiaorou’s eyes, except for the leaves, there is no such thing as death or death.

"There is nothing good about the old food..." Ye Fan sighed.

At this moment, from all directions, there was a majestic and weird laugh...

"Oh... interesting, if you are so confident, then come up...

Sword God, the Eastern Shougang, the Lord of the City, waiting for you in the temple."