Martial Sovereign of Myriad Realms

"It's really Ye Feng from Tianyuan county? What a coincidence, but... Don't you have only one martial vein? How... How can it be... Half empty?" the tall and beautiful woman covered her Yan Tao's mouth with her white palm, and the surprised look in her eyes was even more.

Hearing this sentence, Ye Feng finally realized it. He patted his forehead and said, "are you the Zhen fairy of Qingyu mountain?"

"Yes, it's Zhen Wan!" the tall and beautiful woman nodded.

They smiled at each other.

It turned out that this man was Zhen Wan, an elite disciple of Qingyu mountain of Sanpin sect.

At the beginning, Ye Feng took the lead in the assessment of feiyunzong, but he was retaliated by Hu daotong, who used the excuse that Ye Feng had only one military vein, and was not hired. At the beginning, there were so many congenital martial artists present, but only Zhen Wan sympathized with Ye Feng and even wanted to bring Ye Feng back to Qingyu mountain. However, he was rejected by Ye Feng, who was proud and Clank.

Zhen Wan threw out an olive branch. Ye Feng was naturally grateful. There was always an image of Zhen Wan in his mind, but Zhen Wan wore a veil that time, so Ye Feng only felt familiar, but didn't recognize it directly.

And Zhen Wan's impression of Ye Feng is also very good.

I didn't expect to meet you here today in the Tianlong secret place.

Looking at the handsome young man with a smile in front of him, Zhen Wan had a strong unbelievable face.

She knew the details of Ye Feng and that there was only one Wu vein in Ye Feng's body.

A martial vein, according to the practice of the Yuan Wu mainland, there is no possibility of impacting the innate in this life, but Zhen Wan never thought that in only two years, Ye Feng entered the innate state, and his cultivation soared to half empty.

This surprised Zhen Wan. At the same time, he even lost some color on his face: "your cultivation is incredible..."

"Fairy Zhen, you are also very powerful. You are already a master of the virtual world at such a young age."

Ye Feng was also very emotional, smiled and said, "I really wanted to thank you for that."

"I still looked away. I knew you had such a strong cultivation talent. Anyway, I should take you to Qingyu mountain instead of asking you to do a sword boy..." Zhen Wan replied shyly.

Qingyu mountain disciple and sword holding boy are completely different. One is from Qingyu mountain of Sanpin sect, and the other is from Zhen Wan's side. It's not too much to say that he is a servant. Zhen Wan didn't value Ye Feng's cultivation talent at that time, but cherished Ye Feng and wanted to give him a hand.

The tall man looked at them talking and remembering the past, with deep jealousy in his eyes. He went to Zhen Wan's side, smiled and asked, "younger martial sister, what's the matter? This Xiaowu is your acquaintance?"

Zhen Wan nodded and said, "two years ago, Ye Feng met me when he participated in the assessment of Feiyun sect. I didn't expect to meet here today."

"Feiyun sect? Is it a pinzong sect in Tianyuan county?" the sarcastic expression on the tall man's face became more intense. He looked at Ye Feng disdainfully and said with a smile: "it turns out that you are a disciple of Feiyun sect. If you can have such accomplishments, you can be regarded as the top person among them?"

"Elder martial brother, Ye Feng is not a disciple of Feiyun sect. Ye Feng just participated in the assessment of Feiyun sect, but was rejected by the assessment elders..." Zhen Wan frowned and replied.

When the tall man heard this sentence, he immediately looked at Ye Feng and laughed: "ha ha, isn't it? It's really yours, boy. You have to refuse even a grade sect. It seems that this martial arts talent is really not covered?"

Everyone could hear the sarcasm in his tone. And a look of old age made Ye Feng very tired of it.

Had it not been for Zhen Wan's face, Ye Feng would have crushed the triple goods of the virtual world to death.

Zhen Wan smiled helplessly: "elder martial brother, don't talk nonsense. Ye Feng has great martial arts talent..."

"Very powerful? Is it as powerful as me? I only have nine martial veins." the tall man looked at Ye Feng proudly, but his eyes fell on Xue in the early Tang Dynasty.

Tang chuxue didn't look at him at all, which made the flame in his heart burn more prosperous.

How can we not show off in front of two super beauties?

"Boy, how many martial veins do you have? My younger martial sister says you have great martial arts talent. Why don't you talk about it?"

"Elder martial brother!" Zhen Wan glared at the tall man angrily and said to Ye Feng and Tang chuxue, "don't mind. This is my elite disciple of Qingyu mountain..."

"I'm fan Mingjian, the eldest martial brother in Qingyu mountain. Who is this beauty?" the tall man stretched out his palm to the snow in the early Tang Dynasty without waiting for Zhen Wan's introduction.

"Cheap?" Ye Feng was stunned and thought to himself, this guy is really as cheap as his name.

"This is Xue from the beginning of the Tang Dynasty. We are both from the Wu mansion of the Western Tang Dynasty. Nice to meet you." Ye Feng touched Fan Jian's hand before he grabbed it, and said lukewarm.

"Oh, it turns out that it's the children of the martial arts house of the Western Tang Dynasty. Miss Tang, although the children of the martial arts house have strong strength, they are still reluctant to join the secret territory. Why don't you follow me and my younger martial sister? Don't worry, follow me, we are a family, and the bead of Qi and fortune can't live without you." Fan Jian looked at Ye Feng angrily and brazenly dug up a corner.

Both the Wu mansion of the Western Tang Dynasty and Qingyu mountain belong to the three grade forces, but Fan Jian, as a major disciple of the inner sect, has a great sense of superiority because of his strong strength.

In the early Tang Dynasty, Xue didn't even look at him.

Zhen Wan also said, "yes, Ye Feng, it's too dangerous for you two to walk in this secret place. It's better to join us. There are many people and great strength..."

Ye Feng looked at Zhen Wan's sincere expression and knew that she was kind. She couldn't bear to refuse. She nodded and said, "in that case, let's go together!"

"Who wants to be with you?" Fan Jian turned his eyes and was about to refuse.

"Really? Chuxue, since people don't welcome it, let's go."

"Elder martial brother..." Zhen Wan also complained bitterly.

Fan Jian's eyes flashed a trace of coldness. Looking at the cold posture of snow in the early Tang Dynasty, he swallowed his saliva and said reluctantly: "well... OK, but I've made it clear that there is no pie in the sky. Whoever can do more will take the big head. If he doesn't do anything, don't want to get a lucky bead."

"Elder martial brother, it's not good..."

Zhen Wan wanted to say something more, but Fan Jian just threw his sleeves, stared at Ye Feng and hummed coldly: "hum, taking this oil bottle is to see your face, younger martial sister. Does someone still want to get something for nothing?"

Ye Feng smiled magnanimously at Zhen Wan and said, "fairy Zhen, it doesn't matter. Chu Xue and I came in to open our eyes. It's not a matter whether Qi Yun beads or not..."

"Cut!"

Fan Jian straightened his chest proudly and swept forward with a wind