Ungodly Evil Spirit

At this moment, Ling Yue's face on the high platform was extremely gloomy, and there was a touch of surprise in it. Ye Fan must not be as simple as before to be able to smash Dai Xuan with a punch.

"Who do you think you are? I am the great disciple of Qianqiu Mountain. Why are you prepared to challenge me?" Ling Yue's heart was full of an unknown sense of crisis at this moment, and he instinctively wanted to reject Ye Fan's challenge.

There are countless ways to deal with Ye Fan after he enters Qianqiu Mountain. There is no need to take a risk now.

"Unexpectedly, you still know your identity as the great disciple of Qianqiu Mountain, but where did all your previous bold words go? Carrying Changhong on your back, but doing all the cocky robbers and sneak attacks, you really have a kind!" Ye Fan was suddenly overwhelmed. His words were so angry that he couldn't help but sneered.

"Whatever you say? I'm not in the mood to fight with you now, and I don't bother!" Ling Yue's face was straightforward, and he frankly refused, not being inspired by Ye Fan.

"Whether you dare or disdain, you'd better make it clear. If you dare not, then I won't enter this Qianqiu Mountain. Even the big disciples are like this. What's the point of entering this sect? You are rebelling against the words of Elder Zhong Heng, and you still have prejudice against us people in the Northern Territory. It is true that Qianqiu Mountain is not coming to the next mountain." For Ling Yue's determination, Ye Fan simply said the words to death, quite quite clever.

"You..." Ling Yue didn't expect Ye Fan's eloquence to be so good, and directly put him in a dilemma.

Before he could come up with an excuse, the elder Zhong Heng on the side had already made a decision for him and directly ordered: "Ling Yue, go down, discuss with Ye Fan, know the severity of the action, and don’t hurt his life. Don’t lose the majesty of my Qianqiu Mountain!"

"Yes!" Ling Yue couldn't resist Elder Zhong Heng's meaning, so he had to agree, jumped and steadily landed in front of Ye Fan, carrying a long sword on his back, and his face was like a crown of jade. The longer Ling was. Indifferent dog-like.

At this moment, Ling Yue was staring at Ye Fan fiercely, and the elders wanted him to know the severity and not hurt Ye Fan's life. This was too awkward.

"Ling Yue, I saved you twice, but you killed me twice, now I will give you a chance!" Looking at Ling Yue who was opposite, Ye Fan's eyes were full of cold light, and a bloodthirsty smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. It was chilling to see, as if the two had already had a deep hatred.

The fact is also true. If it weren't for the protection of the source of law, Ye Fan might have died on Ling Yue's sword. This person would have to get rid of anything he said.

"Hmph, full of nonsense, don't think that the elders let me let you go, I will bypass you, and immediately admit defeat, otherwise you will feel better!" Ling Yue's face was extremely gloomy and threatened viciously.

"Give up? What I want is not to surrender, but to...

Although Ye Fan's words were extremely calm, they caused an uproar in the surroundings. The air-conditioning sounds around him kept widening, his eyes widened, and he looked at the plainly dressed young man on the stage in disbelief.

Sword cut and killed!

Ye Fan was silly as he practiced, and he dared to say these four characters to the big disciple Qianqiu Mountain, which was enough to shock everyone present.

The four envoys on the high platform also stood up suddenly, looking at Ye Fan with complicated gazes. Although they knew that Ye Fan was very powerful and might be able to defeat the ordinary one-level one-level strong, they absolutely did not believe that Ye Fan could defeat Ling Yue. , This is a master at the initial stage of the triple protection of the first stage, the two are very different.

"Hahahaha!" Hearing this, Ling Yue was taken aback and laughed in anger, unable to stop.

Sword cut and killed? Behind him was the Spirit Soldier Changhong. He wanted to know why Ye Fan let it break, and why let him die, this is a big joke.

Ye Fan did not pay attention to the endless mockery in Ling Yue’s eyes. He turned his head and looked at Elder Zhong Heng again, and said calmly: "Elder Zhong Heng, Ling Yue and I are not discussing each other, but duel. Today I want to fulfill my promise in the future. Will reject my little wish!"

Seeing Ye Fan’s incomparably determined gaze, Zhong Heng was deeply affected by him. Knowing that persuasion is also invalid at this moment, he nodded and said: “Well, as long as you can defeat Ling Yue today, I will not only let you enter the Qianqiu Mountains, but also reward you. With a handful of soldiers, if you lose in the battle, there is nothing wrong with it. You are not ashamed of losing in the hands of Ling Yue!"

"Thank you elder!" Ye Fan bowed slightly and got the support of elder Zhong Heng, and his last worries disappeared.

"Elder, this..." Ling Yue's laughter stopped, and his expression hesitated. He didn't expect that Elder Zhong Heng really agreed to Ye Fan's request. This is a duel, regardless of life or death, which means he has lost his sect at this moment. Door of shelter.

"Let’s talk less gossip, and fight quickly. As a great disciple of Qianqiu Mountain, you should set an example at this moment. As for doing things, I hope you can consider it for the sect!" Zhong Heng’s tone was a bit unkind, and finally even gave a hint of threat .

The meaning is that Ye Fan can't kill, otherwise he will rebel against the sect.

"Yes!" Ling Yue nodded again, and when he turned his head, his face had become extremely hideous, and he said coldly to Ye Fan in front of him: "You dare to instigate the relationship between me and the sect, even if you can't kill today. You, I will also abolish you and let you live like a dog!"

"Really? Let's come!" Ye Fan had already prepared everything, a surging vitality suddenly burst out of him, and the tyrannical might filled the battlefield.

"I don't know how to live or die!" Ling Yue spit out disdainfully, and he stroked his right hand behind him, a bronze long sword was already in his hand, and it was the spirit soldier Changhong.

Changhong's half-human sword body surged with spiritual energy, and the blade shimmered in the sunlight, and the whole body exuded a powerful force.

The spirit soldier Changhong is powerful enough to resist a strong man who guards one stage and one heavy.

"Let me come with a sword but you!" With Changhong in hand, Ling Yue only felt that he was taller, and his words were full of confidence. He had already cut a sword out of thin air while speaking.

"brush!"

An arc of sword light suddenly took off from Changhong Sword and shot straight towards Ye Fan's chest.

The sword light was fierce, the sword power was extraordinary, and the sound of howling sounded in the air, as if it could cut everything, it also made Ye Fan's face heavy.

When Ling Yue shot, it was Changhong's sword, which Ye Fan did not expect.

"Longquan, go to me!" After gritting his teeth, Ye Fan could only raise his fists in a hurry, and they all smashed forward.

"Roar!" Long Wei shook the sky, colliding with the howl of the sword, causing the entire high platform to shake.

"brush!"

Under the dragon fist, Jian Yinghuan spread out, but a white light still flashed, leaving a blood mark on the face of Ye Fan's fist.

The spirit soldier was tyrannical, even if it was a body comparable to a king-level monster beast, it was still cut by a sword.

"Haha, even with this strength, I tried to break my spirit soldier and wanted my life. It was ridiculous!" Seeing Ye Fan's injury, Ling Yue's original nervous expression suddenly relaxed, revealing his proud nature.

A person who can't even take a sword with him, why should he fight him?

"The spirit soldier is really powerful, but you think that this punch is all my strength, then you are wrong!" Ye Fan shook off the blood from the fist, and the light and windy expression made everyone on the scene unable to understand. through.