My Cold and Beautiful Wife

But before Ye Fan could say anything, Emperor Yan waved at him.

"and many more……"

Wait? What are you waiting for?

Ye Fan immediately saw that Emperor Yan was still holding a rope behind him.

It was a turquoise, crimson-flaming rattan, tightly wrapping around a person.

Emperor Yan dragged hard, as if he was dragging a prisoner, and dragged him all the way through the space door.

The man who was chained had tears in his eyes and looked sad and aggrieved, as if someone had bullied him.

"Ji Xuanyuan?"

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth twitched. He wanted to laugh, but felt it was inappropriate.

That rattan rope was transformed by the ochre whip, and even if it was the creator, it would still be cut incessantly.

"What? This person is another Emperor Sword, Emperor Xuanyuan?"

Everyone in Kyushu has heard of Ji Xuanyuan's name. They thought it was a majestic, wise and martial emperor swordsman. Who would have thought...

Ji Xuanyuan's appearance is so girlish?

Everyone was really eye-opening, and with inexplicable eyes, they watched this crying guy.

"Sword God, are you sure you're right?" Emperor Zigui couldn't help but ask.

"President, can this be wrong? He usually does this, he's used to it." Ye Fan had no choice but to help explain.

"Little Lei!! Susu!! Sister Xuannv!!..."

Ji Xuanyuan raised his voice and cried towards the other side of the space gate.

"Be quiet for me! It's not parting from life or death, as long as you win, you will go back to reunite!"

Emperor Yan taught: "They didn't follow me this time, just to make you independent and strong, so you can't appreciate their painstaking efforts?"

"Brother, let me go back! I don't want to fight this fight! I just want to live with them and die at the same time. If I cross the river, won't I say goodbye forever?"

Ji Xuanyuan said aggrievedly.

"Just like this, do you still want to cross the river?"

The woman on the side was full of disdain, "How can a dignified man be so indecisive? Are you really an emperor swordsman?"

"My dear sister, is it the Emperor Sword, can't you see it?" The Queen Mother of the West said with a smile.

"I just can't understand, how can such a little white face be considered an emperor?"

Fu Hao said with a sullen face: "Emperor Xuanyuan, who has been famous for a long time, turned out to be like this, it's really disappointing! Humph!"

"Who are you... Why are you so fierce, do I know you?" Ji Xuanyuan choked, feeling even more aggrieved.

Emperor Yan had no choice but to smile at the crowd, "My little brother was just kicked out by a few younger siblings, and my heart is a little broken."

"However, when the fight really starts, he should still be useful, so don't panic."

Just as he was talking, one after another, a lot of true gods poured in.

"Isn't it too late? Have you opened it yet?" The loud voice was Ziguang from Ziziguang.

"Brother Ye Fan! I miss you so much!"

Zhao Xuan also came in with San Xiao, saw Ye Fan, and hugged warmly.

"Your Majesty, why are you still sitting on the ground? You have to cheer up now that this is the case!"

Feng Hou, Li Mu and several other generals under Ji Xuanyuan were a little embarrassed when they saw their monarch look like this.

"A Feng, A Mu, I really don't want to fight this, you take me back..."

"Your Majesty, bear with it, it may not take long before the battle is over." The Queen of Wind was like coaxing a child.

Ji Xuanyuan looked at Ye Fan again: "Brother, why don't you wait, you can arrange the weakest opponent for me?"

"I probably know who is the strongest, but I really don't know who is the weakest."

Ye Fan looked at Ji Xuanyuan and said, "Furthermore, it's a waste of your skills to deal with the weakest."

He found that he couldn't see through Ji Xuanyuan's realm at all.

This also means that the realm of the two is at least equal, and even Ji Xuanyuan may have reached the realm of unhappiness!

Seeing that he has been worrying about crossing the river, maybe he is really close to the river!

This is actually not surprising. For geniuses like Ji Xuanyuan and Chi You, their cultivation is the same as opening and hanging, and they cannot be speculated by ordinary people's thinking.

"It's over, it's dangerous now..." Ji Xuanyuan covered his forehead, feeling sad.

"Chicken brat, you're a **** shame! You cry like a grudge, I don't even want to fight!" Chi You yelled beside him.

"If you can't beat it, just say it, don't rely on me!" Ji Xuanyuan retorted.

"Your grandma's, you can't fight in the ring, can you fight with Laozi again?"

For a time, the old foes started fighting again, and the gods next to them were stunned for a moment!

August was not very familiar with the gods of the underworld.

But just as soon as we met, there was a kind of eye-opening feeling of a toad at the bottom of a well.

"Queen of Thousand Faces, allow me to ask one more question, this candidate... was really chosen by the Demon Dragon Emperor himself?"

"Haha, old God Emperor, do you feel aggrieved? Do you think it's better for you to go up?" Li Siye grinned.

"I still have self-knowledge, it's just... the stakes are high," August smirked.

Qian Mian said indifferently: "Seven battles, just win four in a row, you don't need seven people."

The words were light and airy, but they were like Dinghai Shenzhen, which shocked everyone!

Sally Ye showed reverence, her ancestor was her goal.

"Boss Jiang... She said only four..." Ji Xuanyuan took the opportunity to whisper.

"Shut up!!" Emperor Yan shouted.

The atmosphere that had just become serious just now became discouraged.

At this moment, a huge full-angle digital light curtain appeared above the battlefield of the Great World.

The Great World Script and several common scripts of Wutai are displayed from different angles.

Along with it came the lineups of both sides.

However, in order to reflect the respect for the Creator, no real face was used, but the black silhouettes of the crowd were used.

A familiar voice echoed over the battlefield.

"Everyone from the big world and the fifth wife, I am the dean of the academy, Fang Henshao."

"As far as I know, several creators from both sides have already entered the venue!"

"This 'Battle of the New World', jointly initiated by the temple and the Fifth Tai, is about to begin!"

"The rules of the arena are one-on-one, and no off-site support is allowed in any form."

"Every creator can use all means of combat on their own, including but not limited to weapons, treasures, medicinal pills, etc..."

"Death in battle, admitting defeat, losing the ability to fight, and being expelled from the battlefield are all considered defeats!"

"Before the start of each round, each side will send a fighter. Before the start of the battle, substitutions can be made, but there is only one chance for substitution!"

"The battle will start in a quarter of an hour, and the countdown will begin!..."

After Fang Henshao introduced the rules, tens of thousands of lights lit up in the New World Battlefield.

These lights are actually stars created by the fire **** Angela!

People watching the live broadcast from all over the world, just seeing the lights on this battlefield, have already started their blood boiling!

In the lounge, everyone was not interested in the battlefield, but had opinions on the rules.

"Who made this rule? Just a chance to replace it? Isn't this very accidental?"

"In the end, is it a battle strength or a luck?"

At this moment, Su Qingxue said, "Everyone don't have to fight. This rule is actually meaningless. The entire matchup has already been arranged."

"What do you mean?" Everyone wondered.

Su Qingxue didn't say much, just raised her hand and called out the Wordless Book of Heaven. Seeing this, Li Chunfeng showed a hint of surprise: "You know Tianyan arithmetic?"