The Ancient Emperor of Fantasy

Ye Fan was a little surprised by the tricky swordsmanship that came in an instant, knowing in his heart that it was a shot from a certain force.

There was a smile on his mouth, and he forced his body to move a little distance to the side, just in time for Jianguang to shoot past his ear temples.

Dodging the blow of the sword light, Ye Fan retreated dozens of steps, and the holy sword that had just shot at Ye Fan turned around and flew back to the side of a young man, and the holy light melted into his body in a flash.

"In the next Dayan Holy Land, Xiang Yifei 〃¨."

The young man in yellow clothes had majestic hair and looked firm. After taking back the holy sword, he looked at Ye Fan and said, with approval in his eyes.

"Xiang Yifei, are you planning to compete with us for the bounty?"

The disciples of Taixuanmen asked with displeased expressions when they looked at Xiang Yifei who suddenly intervened.

If they can bring Ye Fan back to the masters, they will be able to obtain a spiritual treasure of good quality. How could it be robbed by others?

"I'm not as kitschy as you are, I'm just offering a reward."

Xiang Yifei sneered, his tone full of disdain, making the faces of those Taixuanmen disciples a little ugly.

"I'm just here to fight him."

Xiang Yifei looked at Ye Fan solemnly, the holy sword appeared from his body again, and the tip of the sword hovering above his head aimed at Ye Fan.

The younger generation from the major forces all watched this sudden farce indifferently, but when they saw that Xiang Yifei of Dayan Holy Land suddenly stepped in to fight that little-known boy, they all wrinkled. brow.

Dayan Holy Land, as the Holy Land in the middle, is also a powerful party among the major Holy Lands in the Eastern Wilderness.

Although the Great Evolution Holy Land has never been born with a great emperor, and there is no extreme weapon to guard it, their power is undeniable.

They learn from the natural way, and the magical techniques they cultivate are unpredictable and ever-changing, especially the Dayan Sacred Sword, which is a terrifying attack technique.

From such a mysterious and powerful Holy Land disciple, he actually opened his mouth to confront a teenager?

"excuse me."

Xiang Yifei didn't care whether Ye Fan answered or not, let alone the ordinary disciples of Taixuanmen. The divine light of the holy sword was dazzling and shot straight out. The strong momentum even made those Taixuanmen disciples unsteady and covered their feet. Back with a face.

Ye Fan, who was bearing the brunt of the holy sword, stared blankly at Xiang Yifei in front of him. When the holy sword was about to pierce him, he turned to the side again and let the holy sword pierce his nose.

The general trend of tearing the void on the holy sword made Ye Fan a little moved, and he had to sigh in his heart that the younger generation of the major forces should not be underestimated.

"Don't think you can escape like this!"

Xiang Yifei saw that Ye Fan was just avoiding the holy sword, but he smiled confidently and the same holy light as the holy sword bloomed in his eyes.

Then the holy sword instantly became wider, and even the space around the holy sword was cut into space cracks by the sharp sword.

Ye Fan's face changed greatly, he subconsciously urged the golden sea of ​​bitterness, and the golden blood gushed out directly to protect Ye Fan in the middle.

The golden blood energy and the holy sword collided together, and the overflowing radiance made everyone slightly stunned.

The golden blood formed an armor that generally protected Ye Fan, but the dazzling golden light was so dazzling in the eyes of the cultivators of the major forces.

".々So he turned out to be that kind of physique?"

Some people even whispered to themselves. Many people understood Ye Fan's particularity and why Xiang Yifei wanted to fight against him when the golden blood energy appeared.

"Hahaha, who said that the Holy Body can't be cultivated, aren't you already a cultivator?"

Seeing the golden blood gushing out of Ye Fan's body, Xiang Yifei laughed while sacrificing the huge holy sword above his head.

"you flatter me."

Ye Fan smiled noncommittally.

The fact that he is a desolate holy body constitution is not made public. After all, the holy body in this era is equivalent to a waste body.

If Ye Fan exposed himself to be a desolate body before he had a certain amount of capital, he would have been beaten down long ago when he was in the realm of the Dao Palace in the realm of the sea of ​​suffering.

"Come again!"

Xiang Yifei (the good one) was full of pride, and with an angry shout, he planned to continue to use the Dayan Sacred Sword magical power to continue the duel with Ye Fan, but saw another man and a woman fall directly between Ye Fan and Xiang Yifei.

"Ji Biyue, Li Rui."

Xiang Yifei frowned, looking at the man and woman standing in the middle of them and seemed very unhappy, but he still took back the Dayan Sacred Sword first.

Among them, one was Ji Biyue from the Ji family of the ancient family, and the other was Li Rui, a disciple of the Holy Land of Fluctuation.

"Brother Xiang, this time, we will be the owner of Fluctuating Light Holy Land. I haven't welcomed you here, so it's not good to fight here?"

Li Rui, who is known as one of the four major disciples of the Young Holy Land in the Holy Land, smiled and said to Xiang Yifei. When he looked at Ye Fan, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes. Although he concealed it well, he was caught by Ye Fan. See clearly.

"interesting."

Ye Fan smiled in his heart. .

Chapter [-] The melee begins

"Hehe, you are only the four major disciples of the Holy Land of Fluctuation, don't our major forces even have the qualifications to let the Holy Son and the Holy Maiden come forward?"

Ji Biyue, who was standing beside Li Rui, giggled while covering her red lips, not hiding her irony towards Li Rui at all.

People with big fists in this world are qualified to speak. Although Li Ruigui is the four major disciples of the Holy Land of Fluctuation, it is only the name of the four disciples.

"The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden will arrive later, and someone Li is just taking the lead."

Li Ruiqian's polite face had a wicked look that was fleeting, and he didn't mind Ji Biyue's mocking smile at all.