Invincible God

Chapter 2270 Gambling
Chapter 2000 two hundred and 84
A group of people glanced at me, and some people who didn't know the specific situation also roughly understood the reason why Hua Feixu sought Ye Fan. Compared with He Qingxue, Lu Qingshuang was far behind in Qinglong branch, but in the whole Qinglong branch, Lu Qingshuang was far behind. , is definitely a sweet pastry, and Lu Qingshuang has no influence behind him, but his appearance is considered top-notch, which naturally makes many male cultivators itchy.

It is rumored that Hua Feixu bet with his friends and won Lu Qingshuang's red pill within a month. Who would have thought that Lu Qingshuang rejected Hua Feixu's pursuit in front of many monks. Who is Hua Feixu?No. 1 of the younger generation of the Qinglong branch, a ninth-level sculptor who is only one step away from the human god, and coupled with his unparalleled handsome face, which female cultivator can escape the charm of Hua Feixu?
Lu Qingshuang, who was easy to get in Hua Feixu's eyes, rejected him in front of everyone, which made Hua Feixu extremely unhappy. For this reason, Hua Feixu began to pursue Lu Qingshuang, and he wanted to let Lu Qingshuang know that Hua Feixu If you want a woman, you will get it.

That story also caused quite a stir in the Qinglong branch, and even pushed Lu Qingshuang to the cusp of the storm. Numerous female cultivators retaliated against Lu Qingshuang in various ways because of jealousy, but this incident aggravated Lu Qingshuang's feelings towards Lu Qingshuang. Hua Feixu's bad feeling didn't disappear until after Hua Feixu retreated.

This time when Hua Feixu left the customs, he heard that Lu Qingshuang had found a Taoist companion. This was undoubtedly a slap in the face for Hua Feixu, so after seeing Ye Fan today, he walked up directly.

"I don't do anything, just look at the man you like, hehe, I've seen it!!"

A sarcasm appeared at the corner of Hua Feixu's mouth, and he turned his head and said, "One trash."

Ye Fan had no intention of being scolded and kept silent, so he immediately laughed and said, "Could this be the No. 1 Qinglong Pagoda, the No. [-] younger generation of our Qinglong branch, Hua Feixu?"

Hua Feixu stopped immediately when he heard the words, turned around and glanced at Ye Fan, and said with a sneer, "It's me."

Many people shook their heads slightly when they saw this, others scolded you, are you planning to flatter and get closer?

"Then why didn't you appear when the Almighty Throne challenged the Azure Dragon Tower?"

Ye Fan immediately said in great doubt, everyone was slightly taken aback when they heard the words, and then realized that there was something in Ye Fan's words.

Hua Feixu's handsome face showed a chill when he heard the words. The battle of the master of Qinglong Pagoda was Hua Feixu's greatest shame. When Fan mentioned this at this time, he was obviously trying to ridicule him.

"Who said Senior Brother Hua didn't come on stage?"

Immediately, a monk said angrily, this kind of monk is naturally to flatter Hua Feixu.

"That's right, I'm sorry, forgive my blindness, I didn't see Senior Brother Hua yesterday, since Senior Brother Hua is on stage, I don't know what kind of magical magic that Senior Brother Hua has played?"

Ye Fan couldn't help pointing out something, and immediately many monks couldn't help showing a meaningful smile, muttering to themselves, this Ye Fan is really bad enough, who doesn't know that Hua Feixu was killed by a sword?Also played magic.

Among the crowd, He Qingxue disguised herself as an ordinary-looking woman, staring at Ye Fan's direction with a pair of beautiful eyes, secretly amused, but she knew Ye Fan very well, this man was never the one who would suffer.

"Ye Fan, what qualifications do you have to say about me? You don't even have the qualifications to step on the battlefield. The Almighty Throne itself is very strong, so what if I was killed in seconds? Your rubbish words will never understand the realm of the Almighty Throne .”

Hua Feixu immediately said angrily, and turned to look at Lu Qingshuang: "This is the man you are looking for, he will only use his tongue, if he fights with me, I can kill him with a single strike."

Lu Qingshuang was also upset when she heard the words. You were the one who came here to make trouble, but now it was Ye Fan's advantage to talk. She immediately said indifferently: "In my eyes, Junior Brother Ye is much better than you."

"Only by him? What is he?"

Hua Feixu was immediately upset, and glanced at Ye Fan with disdain: "You dare to fight with me, and I won't take advantage of you. Your cultivation is a third-order mortal-shaping god, so I will suppress your cultivation at the lowest level!" Third-order Mortal Shaping God, as long as you can block my three swords, I will admit that you are not weak, otherwise, you will take off your clothes and run around, shouting that you are rubbish."

"Are you sure you want to suppress your cultivation and fight me?"

When Ye Fan heard this, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said.

"Yes, are you afraid?"

Hua Feixu said loudly, and immediately many monks became interested, and gathered around here waiting to watch the show.

"Of course I have no problem, but I don't need to block your three swords. How about this? If you can block my sword, I will take off my clothes and run around, shouting that I am trash. If you can't stop me If I strike a sword, you will call me grandpa three times, how about that?"

Ye Fan confronted each other, his words were much more arrogant than Hua Feixu's, and he really felt it when he struck a sword.

Hua Feixu's face suddenly became extremely ugly, and he smiled back in anger: "You are a mere third-order mortal sculptor, what qualifications do you have to say these things, what do you count?"

"Hua Feixu, if you have the kindness, you agree, and if you have any kind, you will shut up and be your grandson. What do you think, you are worthy of Ben Shao's three swords against you?"

Ye Fan immediately said arrogantly, for a while, the whole square became lively, and many monks started discussing, most of them had no confidence in Ye Fan, but Ye Fan's arrogance really made many People look sideways.

"Okay, hahaha, okay, this is the first time that I, Hua Feixu, have been underestimated so much. Ye Fan, since you took the initiative to seek humiliation, today I will let your dignity be demolished. This is the contract of heaven, let me sign your name. In case you lose and don’t admit it.”

Hua Feixu was extremely angry immediately. He, a majestic ninth-level sculpting god, suppressed a third-level mortal sculpting god, and his combat power was by no means comparable to that of a mere third-level sculpting mortal god. At that time, when he suppressed his cultivation, He Qingxue still couldn't be his opponent, let alone Ye Fan?
The most abominable thing is that the other party actually said a sword, which is simply an insult to him.

Ye Fan signed the contract with great joy, while Lu Qingshuang was a little worried and said: "Junior Brother Ye, this..."

Ye Fan waved his hand, then looked at Hua Feixu, Hua Feixu was straightforward, after signing the contract, the contract was turned into ashes, and the power of heaven descended, and then, many monks around him distanced themselves, and Hua Feixu's cultivation base was suppressed At the level of the third-order Mortal Shaping God.

"Come on, ignorant trash."

Hua Feixu snorted coldly, Ye Fan immediately held the handle of the Lingxu Sword with his right hand when he saw this, a soaring sword intent broke through the sky in an instant, and the next moment, the sword light surged and came in an instant.

(End of this chapter)