My Cold and Beautiful Wife

At this time, three laps in the square, three laps outside, less than tens of thousands of monks, not counting those who are not qualified to participate in this conference, and have carried out the division of the camp.

Representatives from all walks of life have gathered together, the clan of the Dazheng, the chosen man, the fairy palace, the demon temple, the wild, the Odin empire and the court, have come to the core members.

The sacred monks on the scene have reached hundreds of people, and there are more than a dozen new faces in the chaos. The last time the Holy Emperor’s test did not appear.

Obviously, this time the crisis has already made the strong people in the world of floods have to go out.

The strength of the wilderness is respected, and the big round table in the middle is not the people who are Xie Linyuan, the savage king, etc., but the strong people of chaos.

In addition to the status of Shu Lanting, the face does not matter, silently standing beside the monks of the city of innocence.

Other Kui Xin and other chaotic environments are all in the middle of the field.

When everyone saw Ye Fan walking into the arena, there were bursts of cheers in the mountains and seas.

"The sword is coming!"

"Hello of the sword god!"

"Looks so young!" Someone was amazed.

"Crap, the sword **** is only under 20 years old, otherwise how can you call the genius of the ancient times..." Fanatics praised.

"Scorpio, the people around the sword **** is his wife? So beautiful... It’s not a poetry sword, it’s so beautiful..." The glamorous woman looks like a glare.

"Hey, pick up the goods, you are so beautiful, but also want to get the sword gods ah?" There is a side of the female repair disdain.

All kinds of monks have a lot of talks.

Su Xiaoxue and other women silently stayed in the seat of the town of Houfu in the north of the town, did not go with the man to the most central area, so as not to be affected by all kinds of gossip.

Ye Fan felt the vocals of the scene, facing the countless double worship, curious eyes, there was a feeling of entering the scene when he was young.

"See the high priest!" Buchahar's eyes were kind, and she went with her husband, Nabuchi.

"Boss, you are worse", Xie Linyuan with today's emperor son Fu An, in the seat of the Odin Empire.

"Ye Fan..." Ai Er grinned and looked with thoughts.

"The lord of the sword, I have been working hard recently." The fascinating king Phillips and the fairy palace also got up.

Ye Fan smiled and nodded with them and said hello.

"Kids, meet again," Ren Tiankuo looks energetic, his eyes are like a torch, and his cultivation seems to have grown.

Ye Fan found that he was sitting at the middle of the round table and was more certain of his inference.

“It seems that Tiankuo’s ancestors have been robbed?”

"Haha, seeing you and the Star God will be a battle, feeling deeply," Ren Tiankuo.

In fact, with Ren Tiankuo's qualifications, he attracted chaos and punishment, and entered the chaotic environment.

However, this **** punishment is not fixed, and Ren Tiankuo has always been obsessed with the imperial level of boxing, which is negligent.

"Lord of the Sword God, you sit here," Ai Luoman pointed to a master in the direction of the gate of the city of innocence.

Ye Fan actually feels that he does not have to sit down and can talk about some key points.

But so many people are coming, they are too casual and inappropriate, and they should always be given some respect.

"it is good".

When Ye Fangang was seated, he heard a cold cry from the side.

"You are the sword god? The so-called first person in the wild, come at the latest, let everyone wait, to show their identity? It is childish and ridiculous."

It is a man with long hair and a handsome appearance. Although he does not see the specific age, he can see a arrogance from the eyebrows.

Ye Fan observed a little, this person should be Xuan Ming's, chaotic five or so.

"Why, this Xiongtai is very mindful? If you can go out and come back again," Ye Fan chuckled.

The long-haired man sneered. "I don't have any interest. I just think that some people are not good at their strength, but they are pretending to be high-spirited here. They can't get used to their own identity."

When the words came out, the scene suddenly talked about the sounds, and I felt that this person was really bold, and even dared to confront the sword god.

Here is a master of the wild, but they are all respectful to the sword god. After all, no matter how old, strength is the last word.

This guy, is it really convincing that you can challenge the sword god?

"Zhang Yunxiao, I haven't seen you for thousands of years. Your kid is still so unreasonable. This young man is very real. Where did you provoke you?"

A dignified woman in a purple Chinese dress couldn't help but say a few words.

Ye Fan looked at her eyes. The woman was somewhat familiar. She couldn’t help but say: “The predecessors were...before the North Mingcheng...”

The woman smiled slightly. "Why, I recognized it?"

Ye Fan swept his eyes again, another chaotic monk sitting next to Ren Tiankuo, holding a wine gourd in his hand, not one of the two defending ancestors he saw outside the city of Beiming that day. !

"Kid, I met again, so time, I didn't expect so many things." The old man in a dragon black shirt smiled.

Ye Fan suddenly realized that it was no wonder that when he was outside Beiming City, he felt that the strength of these two people was very vague and could not be dealt with.

I thought they were a holy place, and it turned out to be a strong chaotic!

Until now, Ye Fan can distinguish it. They should be between three to five chaos, but being appointed to guard the northern border will certainly not be a general chaotic situation.

If you think about it carefully, if you send two holy places, how can you make the wild temples jealous?

"Zhuge Xuanqin, don't think that you are my cousin, you can point your finger.

I am just talking about things. You treat this kid as a sword god. I don't think so.

This kid is in my eyes, but it is a self-disciplined, arrogant arrogant, why is it a high-ranking, commander-in-chief? Zhang Yunxiao sneered.

There was a sudden rush at the scene, and some people immediately became angry.

"Manic! Even if you are a master of Xuan Ming, don't look at this occasion!

The strength of the Lord of the Sword God is obvious to all, the Megatron Palace, defeating the Star God, killing the city owner, and a sword and a sword a while ago, went to the demon **** country to kill one of the three magical gods of the Obsidian Legion!

This strength, who is not satisfied with the presence, do you think that you are a chaotic environment, are you qualified to challenge the sword god?

The strength of the Lord of the Sword God is not measurable with chaos! ”

"Yes! Don't want to sit and hurry! Don't use your fool to save!"

A group of loyal supporters of the sword gods began to blame and blame.

In particular, Shenlong’s people feel that Xuan Ming’s has a provocative taste and is particularly angry.

Zhang Yunxiao was a cold smile, stood up, his eyes pointed at Ye Fan, "Fate name, you mean, villain, now also make these guys fools?

You dare not say it yourself. On the day of the Dazheng Emperor's Mausoleum, what was the result of your battle with the Xuanlong Emperor! ? ”