Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Ye Fan, you dare to move my Profound Kinmen?"

Just when Situ Jing was almost desperate, there was a sudden shout from the side, and Jin Wu rushed out of the crowd.

"Brother Jinwu, save me, Ye Fan violated the rules and should be severely punished by law enforcement officers!"

Hearing the sound, Situ Jing struggled desperately, as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

"Ye Fan, you should have heard what my junior brother said. After all, you are also the dignified Zixia emperor, and you can't get through with a young disciple of Xuanjinmen. What's your face? Quickly let him go, this matter should be turned over! "

Jin Wu said plausibly.

"This kid made a sneak attack, and there is more than a guilty death. The big deal is if I don't take it, let's treat him in his own way!" Ye Fan said indifferently.

Jin Wu's words can be regarded as reasonable. The reason why the people from the law enforcement hall have not appeared for a long time is because Hei Lao is giving him face.

So Ye Fan couldn't do too much.

"Jing'er, throw out the profound iron sword in your hand!"

Ye Fan yelled at Wen Jing on the side, now he has a new plan.

If Situ Jing did such an excessive thing, if he did not die, it would not be Ye Fan's style at all.

"Ye Fan, what do you want to do?"

Jin Wu Jianzhi was shocked and rushed in the direction of Ye Fan.

Situ Jing has a good talent, but he is a disciple cultivated by the Xuanjinmen, otherwise he would not be brought to participate in the Tianzong discussion.

"brush!"

While he questioned, the mysterious iron sword in Wen Jing's hand had already flown into the air and shot in the direction of Ye Fan.

"Go!"

Ye Fan smiled faintly when he saw it, and threw Jin Wu in his hand forward, but when he let it go, he injured his whole bones.

"you dare!"

Jin Wu finally understood the purpose of Ye Fan's move, and killed Situ Jing with a quiet hand, leaving Xian Zaren with nothing to say.

"Go away!"

Seeing that Jin Wu wanted to stop, a fierce light flashed in Ye Fan's eyes, and the power of the sky spread out in his hand, which directly knocked Jin Wu away.

"puff!"

The profound iron sword finally penetrated Situ Jing's heart, crossed his chest, and slanted into the other side of the battle platform.

Blood was splashing, and Situ Jing's body also fell on his back to the ground.

This scene made the scene silent for a while, and the audience was silent, watching Situ Jing's dead body, and for a while, they didn't know what to say.

Everyone did not expect that Ye Fan would really dare to kill Situ Jing on the battlefield. This not only violated the rules of Tianzong's theory of Taoism, but also equivalent to declaring war on Xuanjinmen.

The Wen Jing on the side also trembled with jade hands. Although she hated Situ Jing, she never thought of killing him. One was not strong enough, and the other was she did not dare to violate the rules of Tianzong's Dao.

Hei Lao just said earlier that the discussion on Tianzong's theory is all the points, but after only then, Ye Fan broke this rule.

"Anyone who hurts my friend will all die!" Ye Fan left a harsh word and then returned to his original position with Wenjing.

Jin Wu had just gotten up from the ground at this moment, his face flushed, and his expression was full of a sense of sorrow.

Xuanjinmen, why has it ever endured such a shame, but the law enforcement hall turned a blind eye.

The same is the protection of hidden weapons. Normally, Situ Jing's death should also be.

"What a hero saves the beauty, Ye Fan, I think you like this little beauty!"

Zi Yun followed the sound and returned to her position, Mei Mou was looking at Wen Jing with interest.

Wen Jing's big eyes met with him, and there was a trace of panic in his eyes.

The beauty of Zi Yun is not elegant or glamorous, but a kind of coquettish, which is really unbearable for most people.

"I said, she is my sister!"

Ye Fan faintly responded, and at the same time looked at Wen Jing, his tone tended to be gentle and said: "Jing'er, why are you here? Are you here as a casual cultivator?"

Wen Jing nodded, and said at the same time: "I know that since my brother died, I have been practicing swordsmanship hard, come here, and hope to see you!"

"Then do you hate me?"

Looking at Wen Jing, who seemed to have grown up a lot, Ye Fan understood that she already knew the truth, and suddenly became a little sentimental.

The Brunei incident, like Ye Linglong, is a shortcoming in his life.

Life cannot be complete, all Ye Fan has to do is to make up as much as possible.

"Don't hate, brother did the right thing. Brother Ye Fan, you helped Wen Family so much. All costs should be paid!"

Wen Jing shook her head, but her eyes were a little moist as she spoke.

After more than two years, the old things were brought up again, naturally sentimental.

In the discussion with the little girl, time passed quickly. After being rescued by Ye Fan, Wen Jing did not participate in the war again. Although it was no problem to enter the top 100 with this immature dust-free sword art, Ye Fan didn’t want to go anymore. Let her take risks.

Ye Fan can basically satisfy her at the moment what she wants.

Finally, as the sun sets on the west mountain, casual cultivators and many large and small sects have begun the battle of the top ten.

As long as they enter the top ten, these disciples can be equal to those of the Four Ancient Clan and the Five God Sect. By then, they can challenge the top ten Zixiao emperors. As long as they can become the Zixiao emperor, they can select the successor of the Lingxiao Palace. .

This is also the origin of Ye Fan's pressure.

The successors of the Lingxiao Palace are occupied by the capable, which is the real reason for its longevity.

Inclusive of all rivers, tolerance is great, and the Tongtian Pavilion has all kinds of martial arts and martial arts, which no longer seems strange.

The battle of the top ten was wonderful, but for Ye Fan, it was nothing. Among the top ten, there was also a woman in Tsing Yi with a veiled face. She was brave and heroic, with the demeanor of a heroine.

Ye Fan had basically guessed the identity of this person in his heart, but he did not meet with him.

At the same time, Wang Xinruo also entered the top ten, as well as Jin Wu who had previously provoked Ye Fan, and the rest were geniuses from various sects.

"The top ten has already appeared, and now you, together with the four ancient clans and the five gods, can learn from each other and compete for the position of Zixiao!"

Cang Yun stood up again and announced a sentence, which also attracted everyone's attention.

The previous battle was only a warm-up, but now, it is the real good show of Tianzong's Taoism, and this time the successor of the Lingxiao Palace will be selected. The competition between nearly 30 super talents will inevitably be fierce.

"Ye Fan, dare to fight, the previous promise will still count!"

Jin Wu couldn't wait to invite Ye Fan to fight. For the Northern Territory, their Profound Golden Gate was bound to win.

"Your strength is too weak, I am not interested!"

Ye Fan glanced at him and said with disdain.

Compared with the previous time, although Jin Wu has made considerable progress, it is only the fifth level of cultivation in the Sky Expansion Realm, not a little bit worse than Ye Fan.

Challenging Ye Fan is purely an act of sending death.

"I'll take your challenge!"

Just as Jin Wu wanted to speak out again to fight for it, two voices in unison suddenly came from among the top ten. It was Wang Xinruo and the masked woman.