My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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At this time, Ye Fan returned to God and looked up. "If killing innocent people is your method, then whatever Wushu did, is it the devil... you are already."

The old man blinked. "Kid, you little guy, you don't understand what is a big deal. In history, in order to bring order out of chaos and sacrifice some people, it is nothing."

"I really don't understand, I don't want to understand..." Ye Fan said: "I only know that you killed the head of the squad and killed a lot of people in Lushan. Lushan and Lingjia, I am affectionate, I don't. Will make you do this again."

A group of people in Lushan heard Ye Fan’s saying that they were all grateful.

They actually know that they can't compete with this old monster who has lived for more than three hundred years old. It can be seen from the death of Ling Baiguang.

If Ye Fan is not there, they have no chance of winning. I am afraid that it is possible to be killed.

In the end, the Lushan faction only saw the swordsmanship of Ye Fan, and Ye Fan did not owe much to Lushan. Now Ye Fanken stood up, and the Lushan faction was certainly grateful.

The old man grinned and said: "The old man had only wanted to kill a few of the walking dogs of the Valkyrie family. You must hit yourself to death, why bother?"

Ling Yuwei couldn't listen, and cried out: "My father has never seen Valkyrie since he was born! My grandfather can't easily see him. We haven't done anything for Valkyrie at all. What kind of 'go dog'! You It’s simply that I’m incompetent, killing the younger generations to vent their anger!!”

"Little girl... If the old man heard the news, you are the daughter of Lingjia who wants to be assigned to Ye Wuya’s grandson. Since you are blinded by the leaves, it is definitely good for them..."

When the old man finished, he stared at Ling Yuwei for a while, and the scorpion suddenly flashed for a while.

"It turns out that ... leaves no end, it will choose people," the old man muttered.

Everyone present was a doubt. Is it a special meaning for Wu Shen to choose Ling Yuwei as a grandson?

"The old man will never let Ye Wuyai be satisfied..."

The red old man’s voice just fell, his eyes suddenly sharpened.

When the footsteps were moved, the figure suddenly came to Ling Yuwei, and the palm of his hand hit Ling Yuwei's forehead!

Ling Yuwei, like almost everyone in the room, didn't have time to react. When she realized that the old man had already killed her, she had a strong despair in her heart!

"Hey!"

A muffled sound, the old man just wants to start, the body is kicked out by people!

Everyone stunned a cold sweat, and when they looked carefully, they were very surprised!

It is Ye Fan, the key moment, kicking the old man in a timely manner!

"Wei Wei, are you okay?!" Su Xiaoxue rushed up and grabbed Ling Yuwei's hand.

Ling Yuwei shook his head with a sigh of relief. "I... I am fine..."

Su Xiaoxue said nothing, pulling the girlfriends to hide behind.

A group of Lushan people also quickly surrounded Ling Yuwei, who did not want to, Ling Baiguang just died, Ling Yuwei was also killed.

"Mr. Ye! Thank you!" Ling Qingfeng only hated that he was not the old man's opponent. He could only look at Ye Fan with gratitude and embarrassment.

"I promised to slap the door, it will protect Yu Wei, and I will try my best to do it," Ye Fan said, and went forward.

The general warrior in the realm of sacredness was kicked by Ye Fan just now, and he was seriously injured.

However, although the veteran was accidentally kicked and flew for more than a dozen meters, there was no sign of injury.

The old man just looked at Ye Fan with some accidents. He reached out and rubbed the dust on his clothes. He said, "You can't see the repairs on your body. It can be reacted. It's really strange to have such great strength."

"I am also very strange, what do you do in the end, it is fine to eat me," Ye Fan laughed.

There is a bit of interest in the eyes of the old man. "Interesting, the old man can't see you, you can't see the old man, then look, who will reveal the cards first."

In the words, the old man suddenly released a golden-red flame-like energy!

Ye Fan immediately felt that this is a more powerful energy than the aura of meditation!

"Real Yuan?" Ye Fan confirmed the speculation in his heart, "You really have reached the dusty realm!"

Once the warrior comprehends a certain kind of heavenly path, and the martial art, the flesh and the soul are cultivated to a limit, and the perfect fusion, you can get a qualitative leap.

From the dusty warriors, the flesh is not comparable to the realm of meditation. It can be used to pour the valley, feed on the power of heaven and earth, no longer needs the common worldly food, but also truly becomes a land god, and it does not invade.

It’s not surprising that it’s away from the dust and blocking him.

However, what makes Ye Fan feel amazed is that the old man’s real yuan reveals a touch of familiarity.

It’s just that this is not to be considered by Ye Fan, because the old man has already flew towards him!

I saw his real fire in the hands of a fire turned into a huge fireball, fired thousands of fires in the fire, intensively toward the sails!

Ye Fan saw this move and suddenly remembered why he would be familiar with it!

This is not the Phoenix clan, the fire and rain in the "Feng Dance Nine Days"! ?

Ye Fan did not dare to avoid, because there was a group of people from the Lushan faction. If he flashed away, the fire and rain would be fatal to them.

Between the electric and the Flint, Ye Fan made a decision in an instant. One turned and had a black lacquered sword on his hand. The black iron of the sword reveals the coldness of the ancients, as if the outside is still condensed with frost...

Ye Fan remembers the slanting squat, and a sword is like a knife to cut off the water. When these fires are opened and dispelled, they quickly cool down, and the power of the fire and rain is greatly reduced!

Seeing that Ye Fan suddenly had more swords on his hands, the old man was also puzzled. The people behind Lushan were quite confused.

"You are actually a kendo master, and you still have such a good sword in your body?" The old man frowned and asked with a trace of doubt: "Is it... this is one of the lost eight swords of the king, ‘covering the sun’?”

Ye Fan’s heart was big, and he looked at the cold sword in his hand and said: “Exactly.”

When it comes to the day, the light is dark.

Covering the sword, it is a sinister sword that specifically restrains the flame.

If Ye Fan had this sword in the first place, and played against Xiao Xiner, it is estimated that it is still a lot easier.

Later, Ling Qingfeng and other elders of Mount Lushan thought, it is no wonder that Ye Fan couldn’t see the swords of the Shushan Tibetan swords. It turned out that he had already passed the name of the sword!

However, they did not know that Ye Fan had more than a few hidden swords.

The old man’s eyes were serious. “Even if you have a cover, you may not be able to block the old man’s fire!”

In the end, the old man has ignited a group of golden red high-temperature real elements, the hot air, so that all the people in the mountains are retreating.

In this group of strong flames, the old man moved very fast, quickly surrounded the leaf sail in a very small range!

For a time, Ye Fan felt that there was a high temperature of fire everywhere, and the ground was just like lava, and it was hot and hot!