My Cold and Beautiful Wife

"They are the black elves, one of the demons 'races. I heard that they are still the best among the middle-level demons, and the black elves' royal family can even be regarded as the high-level demons ..." Yao said.

"Black elf?"

Ye Fan looked at those pointed ears, and said, no wonder.

"Head, since Hong Huang has been brought under the jurisdiction of the Seventh Demon King, after building a teleportation array, demons from different worlds have entered here in large numbers.

Although the seventh demon king did not take high-pressure rule over humans, many demons still competed with humans for resources, and the devil did not care about them.

Now there are traces of demons all over Honghuang, and many good cultivation sites have been taken up by strong demonic forces.

This group of black elves is after our Divine Sword Sect, saying that they are going to compete with the sword ... "

Mo Lan and other flower fairies said very one by one.

"I know that once the demon comes, there must be a fight. Why don't you get the Jiujianxian? Let the junior go up and be abused?" Xiao Xin'er asked.

Cup Mo stopped and smiled bitterly: "Cup is a guest secretary of the Excalibur Sect, but not a disciple of the Lord Excalibur.

The other party also sent junior disciples to compete. If I shot, wouldn't it mean that the gatekeeper of Lord Sword God was not worthy of possessing this treasured land of Sword God? "

"Even if you go in person, you may not be able to beat some of them," Xiao Xiner urged.

Cup Mo stops embarrassed and uncomfortable, but doesn't want to argue more.

"Cup brothers don't have to blame themselves. You are right. If it is a sword of fairness among disciples, it is naturally not suitable for outsiders and teachers to intervene."

Ye Fan can detect that among these black elves, there are several chaotic realms, and even one leader seems to be the swordsman who opened the heavens, that is, the swordsman of the magic general level.

If these people take action, the Excalibur Sect now these people can't hold it.

The opponent did not kill directly, but sent a swordsman named Xidi Xiu to fight against Sima Rufeng, which is more reasonable.

It is a pity that Sima Rufeng is still not ready enough and lacks combat experience.

"So you are the sword god."

The leader of the black elf, a man wearing a purple-gold patterned crown with a silver sword at his waist, took a few steps forward.

"I am the chief of the Purple Elf Tribe of the Black Elves, the Silver Pine-Purple Finch.

We came from Heran, the holy land of the black elves, and planned to find a habitat in this world.

The water, soil, plants, primitive strength concentration and environment all meet our expectations.

I heard that in your famine, the sword **** is the strongest monk, and you also have the legendary rare sword-level imperial sword.

Many demons dread your existence and dare not come, but we Black Elves don't mind trying it.

I thought I would regret to miss this visit. I did not expect that you would return at this time. "Yin Song calmly.

"Since I'm back, you can go now," Ye Fan said lightly.

"Go? Why go? This is the place where our black elves live and practice.

We went through almost half of the flood, and found such a good place. It is impossible to let it go, "Yin Song laughed.

"Looks ... you want to do something with me?"

Ye Fanwaner, it seems that the demons did not know how the floods entered the Taishi plane.

I also want to come, there are not many people who know the inside story.

People in the flood-waste world do not know exactly what Ye Fan did and what kind of state he has reached.

Not many people actually saw the battle between Ye Fan and Ye Xuanguang. Many people thought it was a rumor after hearing it.

Even the demon of the Taishi Plane would not have thought that people with a too plain Plane would use the power of the Plane's law to forcefully upgrade the Plane.

"IMHO, even if you have an imperial sword, you may not be able to beat me.

Judging from the performance of your disciples just now, I do not think that you, the strongest monk in the famine, can be of a high standard.

As the newly developed and occupied world, you are all human beings, so you do n’t know the strength of our black elves.

This is normal, after all, you do n’t have much knowledge and need time to get used to your weakness. ”

Yin Song and a group of black elves sneered.

The Divine Sect ancestors were flushed with anger, scolding all around, they only hated that they were not strong enough, and could not do anything.

"Well, let me see it, your swordsmanship of the black elves?"

Ye Fan seemed to laugh, but he would not be provoked and ridiculed, and he would be caused to fluctuate.

"Sorry, our black elf is a noble race. Although I am personally willing to accept your challenge, this is not the norm.

First of all, you have to prove that you are qualified to challenge me, otherwise I will compete with a too weak opponent and lose the face of our Purple Sparrow Tribe.

At present, your disciples are not my apprentice's opponents at all, so ... you are not worthy of my shot. "Yin Song spread his hands.

"Did you have a **** in your head? Come, come and do some tricks with the old lady, the old lady burns you so that your father and mother don't know it!"

Xiao Xin'er couldn't listen anymore. He rolled up his sleeves and had to do something with Yin Song.

"The language is so rude, are you a disciple of the sword god?" Yin Song asked.

"No!" Xiao Xin'er frowned.

"That's the gatekeeper of the Excalibur?"

"Neither!"

"You are not a Sword Sect, why should we do it with you? If there is no reason and you are fighting, what's the difference from a brutal beast?" Yinsong looked coldly and disdainfully.

Ye Fan flashed a thought in his eyes. After looking at his group of disciples, he stepped forward and pulled Xiao Xin'er back.

"Smelly Yefan! What are you doing? Don't you think I can't beat him?" Xiao Xin'er was not convinced.

Ye Fan actually felt that Xiao Xiner might not be able to help Yin Song, but she should be invincible.

"The patriarch Yinsong is right, you have to come forward with this matter, there is no reason, not enough to convince them to take it orally."

Ye Fan asked with a smile: "Patriarch Yinsong, I will not move the Excalibur Sect.

It ’s better to let our disciples compare. If my disciples lose, then God Sword Sect will give it to you. What? "

"Is this true?"

When Yin Song's eyes brightened, he wasn't really sure if he could ever hit Ye Fan.

Although Yin Song judged from the current information, Ye Fan should not be strong, but the imperial swordsmanship finally left him in the bottom of his heart.

"Since I speak, I speak naturally," Ye Fan laughed.

A group of Divine Swordsmen looked at Ye Fan, all of them looked uneasy. I do n’t know where their heads are.

Ye Fan was aiming at Hua Xiaoluo. "Xiaoluo, my disciples, you are the highest, and you are also a master sister. Would you like to fight?"

Although Hua Xiaoluo was tense in her heart, she felt a fire in her stomach for a while and wanted to breathe out for her brother and nodded her head.

"Teacher, I will!"

"Very well," Ye Fan smiled and nodded.