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Chapter 130 I, Ye Fan, am the man who wants to become the king of talkers

In the end, Zhao Jie still did not take Ye Fan to the ancient forbidden land to meet the Dacheng Holy Body who was ominous in his later years. However, he looked at the young people with fiery eyes around him and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart, and the figures gradually dispersed.

Ye Fan was left standing there alone.

In this world, if you want to become an emperor, you must stand on the shoulders of your peers, win your luck, and conquer all directions. Only then can you rule the roost with pride and be qualified to become an emperor.

Any great emperor is the absolute genius of an era!

And Ye Fan was originally a holy body, and now he has broken the curse of the four poles, and has even been covered with a mysterious veil. He is related to a great emperor, and is most likely the emperor's son.

Is there a better stepping stone in the world?

Looking at everyone's eyes, Ye Fan couldn't help but touch his nose with his hand, but his mind was on Shui Qun. He always felt as if he had some incredible super power.

The king of gossip...

Ye Fan: "The newbie Ye Fan is here to report, and I want to ask everyone if this S-class super power is very powerful?"

Xiao Yan: "Holy shit! This kid actually got S-level superpowers. I remember that except for the boss, there is no one higher than him..."

Lin Dong: "King of talkers? Why do you feel this is so weird?"

Xiao Yan: "Nine times out of ten, he is the kind of person who talks nonsense, the one with a particularly arrogant attitude, just like Luo Feng."

Luo Feng: "..."

Luo Feng: "Why do I like to say dirty things? You are slandering me! Let me tell you, you will be held legally responsible."

Xiao Yan: "You are not showing off openly, you are secretly ←_←."

The wandering little broken ball: "La la la, Xiao Fanfan, come and be my son, I am very powerful!"

Ace: "Brother, why do you talk like my dad?"

Ye Fan: "..."

Ye Fan quit the group chat. Although he only spoke a few words, he also realized how powerful his S-class superpower was. Only the so-called eldest brother Zhao Jie in the entire group had it.

Who is the eldest brother Zhao Jie?

The emperor who just carried the imperial soldiers directly and smashed them a hundred and eight thousand miles away!

"Let me give it a try..."

Ye Fan stepped on the void, lowered his head and looked down at the geniuses standing on the mountain, with an extremely dull expression, "You all come together!"

"boom!"

The world suddenly boiled, and many young monks focused on Ye Fan.

Most of the people who came to see Ye Fan break through the four poles were the saints and saints from the holy places and the outstanding figures in Zhongzhou.

Go together?

Who do you look down on?

"Ye Fan! You have to be arrogant! Even if I can't use you to make medicine, I can pin you to the ground and beat you up!"

The Golden Winged Peng King roared loudly, his blond hair danced wildly, and he waved his long arms, holding a black wild halberd, and stood there like a demon god.

Xia Jiuyou stood aside, with disdain in his eyes. So what about the holy body? What about breaking through the four-pole secret realm?

There is only one person in this world who can become emperor, and that is me!

In the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan suddenly got emotional and said without any explanation, "You all come together, don't be so nagging, there is no need to talk about moral principles, it's not that I look down on you, you are all a bunch of rubbish, none of you can fight

of!"

As soon as he finished these words, a warm current suddenly surged into his heart, "At the top of the immortal world, proud of the world, I, Ye Fan, am your heaven! Even if I can hold the Cauldron of Mother Qi of All Things with one hand, I can still be invincible in the world with one hand!

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As soon as these words came out, the whole scene fell silent for an instant. Looking at Ye Fan who was talking nonsense, the atmosphere in the scene suddenly became a little weird.

The Black Emperor, who was originally squatting next to Ye Fan, had his eyes widened and his chin almost fell to the ground. He never thought that Ye Fan could say such a high-level slander.

Why does it feel like this kid can brag better than the Great Emperor? The Black Emperor thought of his invincible bragging ability back then, and was filled with emotions for a moment. He thought in his heart, but the movements of his hands were not slow, and he ran away.

If you don't run now, when will you wait?

Sure enough, the next moment, dozens of rays of light flashed, and various strange-shaped weapons flew across the sky, hitting Ye Fan like raindrops. The ferocious momentum made the scalps of the bystanders numb.

This is the price of talking nonsense!

"war!"

Ye Fan has never felt so excited. As a warmth surged through his body, he felt his blood boiling and his heart pounding. His whole body shuttled through the void, golden light flashed, and every time someone appeared, someone would fly upside down.

When you go out, you are like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, without any enemy.

But this is just an appetizer!

I saw a person holding a purple-gold lamp on his head, shooting out streaks of purple clouds, and thousands of auspicious colors falling down, making him look like a god. The purple-gold lamp contained divine patterns, and was capable of all-refining spirituality. He was at the level of a holy master.

weapon.

Immediately afterwards, another person flew over, his body was shining with silver light, the laws of heaven and earth were intertwined with it, and the rhyme of the Tao was flowing, and it was another treasured garment of the Holy Lord level.

The Golden Winged Peng King sneered, spread out his wings, and disappeared into the sky into a ray of golden light. He was so fast that no one even noticed his figure.

There were three geniuses who came up. There was a trace of contempt on Ye Fan's face, which made him unbelievable. He seemed to have changed his appearance. "A being like an ant dares to pry into the sky?"

He leaned back slightly and stretched out his arm. A strange energy spurted out from his body, converging into a red spear dozens of feet long. The surrounding fierce energy made the onlookers

People's faces changed because of it.

Even God King Jiang Taixu couldn't maintain a calm expression. He looked at the red spear in Ye Fan's hand in disbelief. The fierce offensive aura was the most powerful offensive technique he had ever seen in his life!

I am afraid that even if you master the secret of fighting, you will still have difficulty in defeating him.

The crimson spear cut through the void, and almost in the blink of an eye, it penetrated the genius wearing the silver battle suit. Blood spread across the sky, followed by another stroke. The other genius had no power to resist, as if he was being beaten.

Like slaughtering a dog, it kills instantly.

The Golden-winged Little Peng King, who originally wanted to step forward, let out a strange cry, spread his wings and immediately raised the distance by hundreds of feet, and shouted from a distance, "Ye Fan, there is a fire at home! Let's fight next time!"

As the lingering sound lingered, his figure had disappeared into the clouds, thousands of feet away, and actually ran away.

Ye Fan did not pay attention to chasing, but held a red spear and glanced at the other geniuses, especially Xia Jiuyou, who had been shouting. The tip of the spear pointed at him with incomparable arrogance, "Come on! Little brat! Admit your mistake obediently and ask for it."

Otherwise, Brother Ye Fan will spank you in public!"

Xia Jiuyou looked like a child of thirteen or fourteen years old. He was obviously doted on by his family and looked like a naughty child. Ye Fan was able to kill others. After all, it was a battle of great ways, and everyone had their own destiny.

But for a little naughty kid, a lesson or two is enough.

It was normal at first, but Xia Jiuyou was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. He was gritting his teeth viciously, his hair flying, and the melodious and weird music was lingering around him. Hearing the people around him trembling with fear, it seemed like countless murderous intentions were coming from all directions.

Come.

"It turns out to be the Nine Nether Immortal Song!"

"Ah!!! Ye Fan! I will accept you as my servant! I will whip you day and night! Ah!!"

(End of chapter)