My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

"Are you angry?"

Ye Fan didn't stop, his face was joking, accompanied by some sarcasm laughter. "

"I'm not mistaken, you are actually angry! How dare you! You no longer have a backer, the Martial God Power is dead, and the Martial God Temple is down!"

"shut up."

Wu Ling roared, his eyes were about to split, his fists were white, but he didn't dare to make a move.

"Under the Wushentong Jiuquan, he should be very sad and indignant. In his wise life, his son is actually a coward and a trash."

"The foundation of the Martial God Temple will all be defeated in your hands."

"enough!"

Wu Ling roared, and couldn't help it anymore, hitting Ye Fan with a punch, hitting Ye Fan firmly.

Ye Fan stood still and sneered: "Look, you are a weak chicken. Your fists are so weak!"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Wu Ling was crazy, bombarding Ye Fan's body frantically.

Getting faster and stronger.

Several elders saw something, and their faces showed gratitude.

Ye Fan was stimulating Wu Lingjun, using extreme methods to cheer up Wu Lingjun and regain his spirit.

A person who has no spirit or thoughts can't do great things.

"die!"

"Die to me!"

While bombarding, Wu Lingjun cried, and roared: "I am my father, Martial Saint, and I am the son of Martial Saint, I will be the next Martial Saint!"

"I'm not a waste!"

"I will not shame my father!"

"I am undefeated!"

"Undefeated King Fist!"

Wu Lingjun's eyes bloomed with brilliance, and his aura rose a lot.

This punch finally knocked Ye Fan back half a step.

"puff!"

Wu Ling all vomited blood, faltering.

Just now, he has made progress and made some breakthroughs. Now he is the peak of the second level of Transformation Realm, and he can hope to take a half step and become a half step giant at any time.

Undefeated Huangquan finally succeeded, which implies "the true meaning of undefeated".

Ye Fan was also very surprised. He didn't expect that Wu Ling would have such a big gain.

Especially the last punch contains "the true meaning of undefeated", which is incredible.

As long as the martial arts are well-understood and polished, they will develop an undefeated aura and embark on a road of invincibility.

At this moment, Wu Lingjun also calmed down, looking at Ye Fan with complicated eyes.

How clever he is, he understands Ye Fan's intentions.

"Not bad, the martial arts power really fell, and it would be very gratifying to be under Jiuquan."

"What do you mean?" Wu Lingjun trembled, "Do you think my father has not fallen?"

"If you die, you have to see a corpse, but there is no corpse. This is the doubt. The peak giants like Wu Sheng are very unlikely to be wiped out, so life or death is worth pondering."

Wu Lingjun's eyes became deep.

King Xiaowu said: "Brother Ye, we actually think so. But we couldn't find any clues."

Ye Fan said: "If you can find clues, can you still be called Wu Sheng?"

Leaving the ancestral grave.

Arriving at the top of the shattered Tongtian Peak, Ye Fan said, "The world will be chaotic, so prepare in advance."

This is the advice given by Ye Fan.

Wu Lingjun and others secretly wrote it down.

"Do you know where Wangqingzong is? I'm going to visit it. It's a small matter."

"Yes, Yu Hong has been there, let him take you there."

"go."

Ye Fan boarded the plane with Yu Hong and disappeared into the sky.

Wu Ling stood for a long time.

Then he retracted his gaze and said in a condensed voice: "I want to retreat. If I don't break through to a half-step, the giant will not leave the barrier. During this period, everything in the Martial God Temple will be handed over to the elders."

"Young Master rest assured to practice. When you become a half-step giant, we will hold the ceremony of succession. The Temple of War God cannot be without a leader."

"Thank you elders for your support!"

Wu Lingjun was full of pride in his heart, his eyes were shining, and he smiled: "This is a brilliant generation, with countless enchanting geniuses. I will not be worse than others. Whether my father is alive or dead, I will shoulder the responsibility. Lead the Martial God Temple to sit firmly on the throne of the first sect."

...

Deep in a mountain range in Zhongzhou.

Between the mountains.

There is a sect, which is Wangqingzong.

now.

Wangqingzong welcomed some guests.

In the main hall, the breath is cold, and the faces of the women of Wang Qingzong are covered with frost.

This is not deliberate, but as it is.

There are two people in the first seat:

A woman, about fifty, with a graceful figure and a cool temperament, is Nalan Haitang, the suzerain of the Forgetfulness Sect.

The other is a young man. If Ye Fan were here, he would definitely recognize Ye Hao, the son of Ye Xingzhi.

Ye Hao came to Wangqingzong this time and took a few people with him, all of them were amazingly stunning.

"Ye Shizi came to my sect, what is the so-called?" Nalan Haitang asked coldly.

Ye Xingzhi became the acting head of the clan, and Ye Hao was naturally considered the eldest son of the Ye royal family.

Ye Hao smiled and said, "Aunt Haitang, don't be so cold. My father has dealt with you before."

"Because of this I allow you to come in, otherwise, you have a chance to talk to me here?"

Ye Fan smiled wryly.

Then sternly said: "I came here to ask for cooperation by my father's order."

"explain more clearly."

"Do you know Ye Fan?"

"Ye Fan, who crossed the Northern Wilderness historic sites and killed the Xiao royal family with 100,000 horses?"

"Yes, that's the person." Ye Hao's eyes flashed fiercely, and he said, "Ye Fan is the thorn in my father's eyes. Let me come to my aunt, ask her for help, and kill Ye Fan."

"Extremely ridiculous."

Nalan Haitang's face appeared sullen, and he drank coldly: "Why didn't Ye Xingzhi take action by himself, asking me to deal with Ye Fan, wouldn't it cause a big trouble. Is this humiliating me, thinking I am a fool!"

"No, no, auntie, you misunderstood. This action is not just you, there are other forces."

Ye Fan looked at a group of amazing people around him, and introduced: "Look, this is the commander of the dark part of the Xiao clan, with superb murderous skills, a great master."

Nalan Haitang frowned and said, "The Xiao clan is really willing, the Anbu commander has come out."

"Auntie, there's more."

Ye Hao pointed to another person.

A string of "finger necklaces" hung around the old man's neck, and his eyes were dark and frightening.

"This is the old blood demon who has set off a **** storm in the martial arts world for 30 years."

"Blood Demon!" Nalan Haitang was startled.

Thirty years ago, the Gorefiend turned out to be a forty-nine master master, and it is said that he was only for a necklace.

At that time, a crusade alliance was also established, but the blood demon disappeared without a trace, and there was no video news for decades.

I thought it was dead.

Unexpectedly, I was born today.

The Gorefiend grinned and said with a grin: "Little Haitang, I was in the Forgetfulness Sect 30 years ago, but seeing your master looks so beautiful and gave birth to the idea of ​​Lianxiangxiyu, I gave up beheading. You were only eighteen years old at the time. Little girl."

"Predecessors." Nalan Haitang clasped his fists, without a big push, this kind of invincible powerhouse thirty years ago, who knows what level he has accumulated now.

"Auntie, what else..."

Ye Hao introduced seven powerhouses one after another, and finally his eyes fell on the last old man who didn't look good.

The old man was so lifeless, as if he was about to step into the grave at any time, but he felt terrifying.

Even the look in his eyes by the Gorefiend was full of jealousy.

Nalan Haitang completely lost his edge and asked, "What is this old man?"

Ye Hao's face was also full of awe, and he clasped his fists to the old man, and introduced: "This old ancestor is to kill the last elder of Shenzong."

boom!

Nalan Haitang's eyelids jumped wildly.

Oh My God.

This is the power of his own, the ruthless person who pulled the Divine Killing Sect to the second place.

Fifty years ago, he still killed the great elder of Shenzong, and fought **** battles with the great elder of the Martial God Hall to win the throne of the first sect.

Later, both lost.

The Great Elder of the Wushen Temple fell shortly afterwards, and later it is said that he also fell.

I didn't expect to live to this day.

Counting the age, I am afraid that he is already 110 years old.

Lived for more than a century.

Properly old antique.

"Oh, in the **** battle, I was seriously injured and dying, relying on a peerless treasure medicine to continue my life. These years, living in seclusion, lingering, I didn't expect Kill Shenzong to drop out of the rankings, ranking third."

"Old predecessors, the third place is pretty good, I am only ranked 30th in Wang Qingzong."

"The Wangqingzong was very powerful back then, even stronger than killing the Shenzong. It's a pity that an accident happened, I also saw it in my eyes."

Old Antique waved his hand and said, "Don't talk about it. This time I sensed that my time limit is approaching, and I am ready to go out and take a look at this prosperous world."

"I didn't expect Ye Xingzhi's clan leader to invite my Zongda elder to help kill the enemy. I thought, it's my old bone, it's an active muscle and bone."

Nalan Haitang was frightened.

The commander of the Anbu of the Xiao clan, the blood demons, and the old antique killing the Shenzong...

A total of eight are amazing.

Nalan Haitang also decided to join. After all, with so many seniors participating, it would be too shameful for her to refuse.

That is to say, the nine giants besieged and killed, even if Ye Fan had three heads and six arms, he still had to fall.

Ye Hao smiled at the corner of his mouth: Finally the call was completed, the next step was to find Ye Fan.

"Predecessors, let's rest in Wangqingzong first. We are familiar with each other, so that we can cooperate with each other easily. Ye Fan also has his own power. We must not be underestimated. We must not make mistakes. Complete the task, and my father will perform to you. Promise of."