Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Hehe, I am waiting for you, but if you dare to fight against me later, you will die without a place to bury you."

Ye Fan's laughter carried an extremely strong killing intent.

"Humph, wait!"

Murong Fu felt unable to stay any longer, and after a cold snort, he walked in the direction of the Murong family.

Regarding this news, he felt it necessary to tell Murong Sanjie to re-negotiate the strategy against Ye Fan.

The battle between the small sect below and San Xiu was round after round, as if it hadn't stopped.

After Ye Fan talked with each other, the small battle platform around was still crowded, and even many people were still waiting below.

"Hey, woman, how many geniuses of these casual cultivators and small sects add up, and when will they end?"

Ye Fan was already a little impatient at the moment, and let the ten of them sit on a high place. Despite the attention, Ye Fan didn't like this feeling.

He has too many enemies, and the longer he sits, the more he will become a crowd.

"You speak badly, no wonder there are so many enemies, remember to call someone by name or Yuner next time!"

Zi Yun on the side couldn't help but tease, making Ye Fan very speechless.

This woman with a very different personality really couldn't be as familiar as her.

Fortunately, Zi Yun was just a joke, and the next moment he resumed his serious expression: "The longest time-consuming battle between these small sects and casual cultivators was the battle between these small sects and casual cultivators. The top 100 were selected out of nearly a thousand people, and then the top ten were selected by combining with Qianqiu Mountain, Xuanjinmen and other slightly larger sects. At that time, Tianzong's discussion of Taoism will really begin!"

Zi Yun seemed to be boring herself, so she patiently explained to Ye Fan in detail.

"I just want to know how long they will take!"

Ye Fan replied lightly, these top ten and one hundred, he didn't have the slightest interest. What he had to face was the more powerful enemies of the four ancient clans and the five gods.

These talents are the ones most likely to get in his way.

"It will take at least a day to see this posture, but there is still no genius to stand out. When there is a genius, the battle will not be boring!"

Zi Yun's beautiful eyes blinked and she was looking down expectantly. A real genius would shine brightly everywhere. For such a boring battle, it is tantamount to the best flavoring agent.

"Genius? Then I'll wait a minute!"

In fact, Ye Fan never believed in the existence of genius, the way of cultivation, everything was based on his own hard work and unremitting struggle.

When you have survived a certain moment, blessings will come to your head. The so-called talent is just the starting point. At its root, it cannot be compared with the sage of Confucianism.

From this point of view, in fact, the exercises can surpass talents.

Kungfu and martial arts can change the life of a cultivator, and to obtain these things, it is not talent, but perseverance.

"Look, that little girl is good, her swordsmanship is amazing, and her opponent is very powerful!"

Suddenly, Zi Yun's beautiful eyes lit up and pointed to a corner on the edge.

Ye Fan looked over at will, but found that there were already a lot of people there, and the sword energy in the center of the battle platform was flying, with a not weak sword mood.

"Go and see!"

Ye Fan, who was still questioning the genius, instantly understood the true meaning of Zi Yun's words. For this kind of power, any strong person would be attracted and wanted to find out.

Three people must have my teacher Yan, this is the fundamental purpose of Tianzong's discussion.

"I didn't expect a man to change his mind like this!"

Seeing Ye Fan's vigorous appearance, Zi Yun murmured to herself, and at the same time followed Ye Fan's back.

On the high platform, the eyes of many powerful men turned to that end. This was the first time a brighter genius appeared, and it instantly attracted everyone.

Among the ten people in Zixiao, only the eldest prince was still sitting calmly in his position. He had no interest in Tianzong's Dao, and all came for the throne today.

Ye Fan was extremely fast, and he had arrived under the small platform almost in the blink of an eye.

At this moment, a lot of people have been surrounded here. With the ability of teleportation, Ye Fan entered the interior, and Zi Yun did not know how to follow.

After seeing the two in purple robes, everyone around them deliberately gave way to a certain position.

Looking at the platform, he saw a girl aged seventeen or eighteen. On the opposite side was an older man who should be around twenty years old.

The girl is exquisite and petite, but she has an extremely beautiful appearance. She has a slightly green face, which is already a bit of a woman. She holds an ordinary black iron sword in her hand, and the strong and mellow sword power is from this sword. Rippling out.

And the man's body is an extremely overbearing aura, just like a King Kong.

The onlookers of many strong men also suddenly forced them to temporarily stop the battle in their hands.

"Jing'er, my brother was refused to propose to you at the beginning, let me fulfill my brother's long-cherished wish today, put you under the sect, and then tortured you to death!"

The man's expression was a bit distorted, but also with a hint of perverted pride.

The crowd's watching made him feel a little fluttering for a while.

"Situ Jing, don't think that you can be rampant if you become an inner disciple of Xuanjinmen. Today I must kill you and avenge my brother!"

The girl looked indignant, but even her anger was a little cute, which made people feel pity.

Usual women, at her age, are basically pretty girls and don't care about world affairs. From her pretty face, it can be seen that this person matures much earlier than women of the same age.

"Jing'er, don't make a mistake. I am an inner disciple of Xuanjinmen. I will definitely be able to enter the top ten without any accident. Your Wen family wants to fight with my Situ family. It's still far away!"

Situ Jing looked arrogant, Xuanjinmen was not the sect of the Xuantian dynasty, so it didn't matter how he brags.

And Xuanjinmen is indeed very powerful, much stronger than Qianqiu Mountain.

"Entering the top ten depends on your body like tofu?"

Situ Jing's arrogant words just fell, and a funny voice came out from Xia Li, revealing endless mockery.

"Who is it? Who is talking, get out of here!"

Situ Jing was on Sheng's head and was humiliated in public, so she was naturally angry and roared towards the surroundings.

It's a pity that the surroundings are extremely quiet, there is no response from anyone, and the direction of the sound is not clear.

"Why do you intervene in their affairs?"

Zi Yun stood beside Ye Fan and asked quietly.

"This is the hatred of the past, I really didn't expect it..."

Ye Fan muttered to himself, but kept staring at the little girl.

On Ye Fan's stubborn and indignant pretty face, all that Ye Fan saw was sadness and pain.

The girl who was innocent and innocent at the time is no longer there, and there is only this mature girl who is alone to carry the family's future, the elder's hatred.

This girl is naturally quiet!