"Fuck! Who the hell is so kind!!!"
At the top of Luoxia Peak, countless warriors were horrified, his grandma's, this was all about doing things! Even the real person Tianshu, the strongest ancestor of the Seven Star Sect, is not the enemy of the Master Iron Sword. At this time, there are still people who dared to jump out. ! !
In all directions, the eyes of countless warriors looked towards the western stands, they wanted to see how sacred this unconscious person was! ! !
"Yang... Brother Yang, you... You... You... Crazy... Crazy... Crazy... .." Fatty Zhu looked at Yang Fan on the side like a legendary ghost, two small eyes almost popped out of his eye sockets, and a heart was constantly pounding, seeming to be at any time. Something jumped out of the atrium.
His grandma's, it's not so scary! This is because I don’t want to be fat enough to die fast enough or something! ! !
"Hehe... Fatty, relax!!!" Yang Fan chuckled lightly, his expression relaxed, and he couldn't see the slightest worry.
Yang Fanhao stood up suddenly, took a step, and strode towards the ring area in the center of the square. You Nuo and Wu Chengkong hurriedly stood up and followed Yang Fan's steps.
"Brother Fatty, just put a hundred hearts, ten thousand hearts are good, with my cousin, who is not a problem at all!!!" Looking back with a relaxed smile, Luo Jiahui took a light step and quickly caught up. Yang Fan's footsteps, although she doesn't know what the cultivation base of the Iron Sword Master is, she believes that this Iron Sword Master will never be her cousin's opponent.
"This... Who is this person?"
"It looks like a dog, but it's a pity that I don't have a brain!!!"
"This kind of person is completely cheating. Fortunately, he is not the kind of Lao Tzu, otherwise, he will have to be mad at him!!!"
In all directions, the sound of irony is like a continuous river. In the Tang Dynasty, even in the Seven Star Sect, only a few have actually met Yang Fan. In addition, in the past three years, Yang Fan’s face has changed a lot. Fewer people can recognize Yang Fan at once! ! !
In the eyes of countless warriors around, Yang Fan was an unidentified situation, and he didn't know what to do! ! !
An exclamation suddenly attracted everyone's attention, "Ah! It's Junior Brother Yang Fan..."
It is Qin Hu on the tenth ring. As a good friend who has been with Yang Fan for a year, in this world, if he is familiar with Yang Fan, except for Yang Yunfeng and his wife, Qin Hu can definitely be among the top three.
"Really... It's really Junior Brother Yang Fan!!!" After hearing the words, the man who was still a little daring to be sure, finally confirmed that that young figure is Yang Fan, the nobleman of his life.
"What? Yang... Yang Fan? He is the legendary evildoer of the Seven Star Sect-Yang Fan?"
"This... How is this possible? Hasn't he already gone to Shengji's Courtyard? How could he appear here?"
Countless warriors in all directions are shocked, but most people have deep suspicion in their eyes. Even since the Battle of Qingyun was held in Shengji Bieyuan for thousands of years, they have not heard of any Qingyun ranking arrogant who can be Even if it was the first one who returned within the year, it was only a hundred years later that he returned to the Nanling Region.
But soon, Han Qianye, Situ Jing and other acquaintances of Yang Fan burst into cheers of joy.
"It's Yang Fan, it's really Yang Fan!!!"
"It's Brother Yang Fan, there can be nothing wrong, it is Brother Yang Fan!!!"
"Come back, Brother Yang Fan is back, Brother Yang Fan is back!!!"
"This youth is difficult... Is it true... Is it really the Seven Star Sect legendary evildoer Yang Fan?" In all directions, countless warriors began to waver, if one or two people would admit their mistakes, but It is impossible for everyone to admit their mistakes.
"No...No, Yang... Brother Yang is really... really my idol Yang Fan?" Fat Zhu swallowed hard. Drooling, dumbfounded, such a fantasy thing can actually make me meet a fat man, it's really a shame! ! !
On the first ring.
"Yang... Yang Fan, he is Yang Fan..." Shen Lang, kneeling on his knees, looked at the black-clothed youth who was walking slowly, his eyes were complicated and inexplicable, curious, and somewhat inexplicable. Doubts... But more are still jealous and resentful. Since he started, he has been called Yang Fan second. This is definitely not what he wants. He Shen Lang is the number one evildoer in the world, he Yang Fan , But it's just a few years before his debut, so why can he keep pressing on his head
"Ah! Brother Yang Fan is here, we are saved, we are saved!!!" The desperate hearts of a group of Seven Star Sect disciples burst out with hope. Senior Brother Yang Fan is the strongest evildoer in the history of their Seven Star Sect. Even in the Sacred Pagoda, no one can beat him, and he will definitely be able to turn the tide and defeat the Laoshizi Iron Sword Master.
at this time... ... ...
Above the void.
The white-robed Iron Sword Master turned his eyes and fell on Yang Fan, his mouth curled up, and a cruel smile crossed his face, "Legend of Seven Stars? The hope of the sect? Good! Good! Good! Kill you, just right. A must-have!!!"
"No! This old dog has a murderous heart on Yang Fan!!!" The real face of Tianshu changed suddenly, and his eyes were full of anxiety. On the contrary, he didn't think much of Yang Fan and Tie. He has a deep understanding of the horror of the Sword Master. With just a random blow, he can severely inflict him on this top martial master. He is definitely a peerless power in the King Realm, and even among the many kings, he is not necessarily a weak one. Although Yang Fan was unparalleled in talent and far beyond their imagination, the potential was only potential. Before it was transformed into strength, everything was vain.
A resolute flash flashed in the eyes of the real person Tianshu, "No, even if you fight your own old life, you must ensure the safety of Yang Fan!!!" Seven Star Sect, including his ancestor, anyone can die, but There is nothing wrong with Yang Fan. This is the hope and the future of the sect. As long as Yang Fan is there, their Seven-Star Sect will surely rise again, and even surpass the peak. It is only a matter of time! ! !
"Yang Fan, hurry up!!!" With a cry, True Person Tianshu ignored his own injuries and forced his true essence to slay him, even if he died, he wanted to create a chance for Yang Fan to escape.
"Everyone go up together, stop him, and never let him hurt Yang Fan!!!" Han Qianye also reflected, hurriedly greeted him, and rushed towards Master Iron Sword, following the real person Tianshu.
"Come on! Stop him!!!"
"Stop him!!!"
"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!"... ...
Hundreds of Zongmen elders and Taishang elders shouted and rushed towards Master Iron Sword. Knowing that it was moths fighting the fire, they still did not hesitate to turn back. They just wanted to delay a little time so as to create a chance for Yang Fan to escape.
"Sect Master, ancestors, elders..." Yang Fan's eyes were faintly flickering with tears, and his whole heart was warm, his painstaking efforts were not in vain, everything was worth it! ! !
The Master Iron Sword raised his eyebrows, and flashed a deep contempt, "Many arm as a car! Since you are in such a hurry to die, this seat will do it for you!!!"
"Death! A sword of absolute immortality!!!"