Ungodly Evil Spirit

"Flap!"

Just when Ye Fan didn’t know how to explain, applauding suddenly sounded from the side. A gorgeous scholar walked out slowly, clapping his hands and saying, “Wonderful, really wonderful, I didn’t expect Ye Fan to have so much. If you don’t mind the emotional entanglement, I, Murongfu, can come and help you to share some of them. These two women are the best, and I can accept them!"

"Go away, there is nothing for you here!"

Ye Fan was already upset about Shadow Moon at the moment, and Murong Fu's appearance made it worse.

"Ye Fan, I hope you can find out that this is the place where Tianzong discusses the Tao, not the place where you deal with emotional matters. Now, I want to challenge you!"

Murong Fu’s face suddenly turned gloomy, turned to Wang Xinruo and the two women, and laughed: "The two beauties don’t worry. When I cut Ye Fan under the sword, you will no longer have troubles. I will become Your better choice!"

"you……"

Both Wang Xinruo and the women were very angry at this moment. This Murong Fu was really too much. Yingyue almost rushed forward, but at a critical moment, Ye Fan stopped him.

"Yue'er, you are not his opponent. Be obedient. When Tianzong's discussion is over, I will definitely give you a perfect explanation. Although many things have changed now, you only need to know that I love you and wait for you. This will never change!"

Ye Fan grabbed Yingyue's jade hand and said affectionately.

The appearance of these words changed the faces of many women present, but they did not say much, and it was not the time for them to make trouble.

As if moved by Ye Fan's words, Yingyue stood aside, silently, with worry flashing in her beautiful eyes, worrying about Ye Fan.

"Haha, it's really numb, but you are going to die, it's useless to say so much!"

Murong Fu’s face was full of arrogant smiles, but he took out a golden pill while speaking, and his expression gradually became serious: "Ye Fan, give you a chance to hand over something like that. Today I Murong The ancients will not be embarrassed by you, and can even help you meet and get you the position of successor!"

"If someone like you with an unrighteous mind gains the sacred Tao of Confucianism, it will inevitably become a disaster for the mainland. To get this method, you don't have to think about it!"

Ye Fan sternly refused.

"If this is the case, then I can't blame me, I hope you don't die under my wandering dragon sword, otherwise, you will waste such a heaven-defying technique of Confucianism!"

Murong Fu's face unexpectedly showed some worries because of the victory. I have to say that he really thought a little too much.

"Youlong Wanjian, I have been waiting for a long time!"

Ye Fan faintly replied, his eyes were gradually flooded with fighting spirit, and at the same time, the cultivation base of the eighth stage of the Tianyan Realm was also revealed, and he steadily stabilized the triple peak of the Tianyan realm of Murong Fu.

"The strength of the realm can't represent everything!"

Seeing this, Murong Fu didn't have the slightest sense of fear, and directly picked up the golden pill in his hand and patted it into his mouth.

Before the battle, taking the pill is allowed.

However, this is still the case during the battle, that is a violation.

"boom!"

As soon as the pill entered his abdomen, Murong Fu's whole body swelled, and a surge of sword power soared into the sky, causing the Heavenly Sword in Ye Fan's hand to tremble slightly.

"So strong!"

For Murong Fu at this moment, Ye Fan suddenly had the meaning of admiration. At this moment, the power in his body was enough to cause him life, and it was still growing.

"What is the pill? Why does it have such a powerful sword power?"

This is the doubt in Ye Fan's heart, but for the time being, it is not good to get close to Murong Fu, because the sword power around him is too strong and will consume the power in Ye Fan's body.

"This is the Dragon Sword Pill, which can display the greatest power of the Dragon Sword Technique. The condensing method of the sword pill has been lost. The sword pill has been passed down to this day. There is very little left in the sword pill. Fan, even if you die on the spot, you are worthy of pride."

Murong Fu took the initiative to explain at this moment that he was full of pride in Youlong Sword Pill.

"Ye Fan, eat my sword!"

Since taking the Dragon Sword Pill, Murong Fu has been improving. This process seems to be slow, but in fact it only takes two sentences.

When Ye Fan was thinking about countermeasures, Murong Fu had already attacked him.

"Roaming Dragon and Hundred Swords!"

The sharp swords in his hand are turned into thousands, seemingly virtual and real, making people unable to think and distinguish.

Ye Fan knew that the way to deal with the Dragon Swordsmanship was to be quick and accurate. Interrupting Murong Fu's momentum would prevent the swordsmanship from increasing.

At this moment, the hundred-handed sword was nothing to Ye Fan. A golden light giant fist on his head began to condense, and at the same time, the sword light on the sky sword was constantly splitting out, all of which was a deterrent and monstrous burning of the sky.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion sounded continuously, and Murong Fu broke all Burning Tian's styles, and the magic fist fisted with a mask around him.

The difference from the normal mask is that this mask is entirely composed of swords, and the strong sword intent is consuming the spiritual power of the magical fist.

This scene fell into Ye Fan’s eyes, making him a little frightened. In this world, there are really not many powers that can deal with the power of the spirit. Previously, Ye Linglong’s sun **** flame was regarded as a kind of strange sword intent of Murong Fu. It's also a kind.

These four ancient races really have their own cards and means.

"Ye Fan, you are really naive, do you still want to use this trick against me?"

Murong Fu's face was full of mocking smiles, and he displayed the might of a thousand swords at the same time.

The appearance of You Long Qianjian instantly brought pressure to Ye Fan. Previously, he used the **** inch to get out of trouble, but now the stronger enemy is still behind. It is not easy for him to use his essence and blood rashly. anti.

"Qiang Qiang..."

You Long Qianjian constantly pierced Ye Fan's body, making a metal-like crash. Ye Fan's body at the top of the emperor rank had nothing to do for the time being.

"You Long Wanjian!"

Murong Fujianzhi couldn't wait to mobilize the sword power overflowing in his body. Thousands of sharp swords were once again divided into ten, turning them into ten thousand in total.

Moreover, these swordsmen are like wandering dragons, wandering around Ye Fan's body, exuding a terrifying power invisibly, oppressing Ye Fan.

The power of the dragon and the sword made Ye Fan horrified. Not only was this method extremely powerful, it could also cause a violent impact on the soul.

The shock of the soul combined with the sword power finally caused Ye Fan a lot of damage, and the blood mist suddenly appeared, but in the blink of an eye, there were thousands of scars on his body.

"Ye Fan, quickly hand over the mentality of the Confucian Sage, otherwise you will definitely die!"

Looking at Ye Fan who had become bloody, Murong Fu threatened again.

This would be Ye Fan's last chance, otherwise it would be death.

"It's a dragon and a thousand swords, but no matter how many swords there are, it can't be compared with the real sword!"

Although Ye Fan was hurt all over, he didn't show the slightest fear in his words, but instead carried a trace of madness.