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When Ling Hanyu said so, many people were particularly suspicious.
I feel that the timing of Ye Fan's appearance is indeed a bit weird.
Moreover, the imperial sword intent, in fact, have never seen it.
Even if Ye Fan showed his hand, what he released was the aura of an emperor-level artistic conception, but after all, his cultivation did not seem to be high.
Don't talk about the Sanjue, any one of the ten statues is not such a level of coercion.
Hey, Ye Fan was a little impatient, and asked Feng Yuzhi and others on the side: That guy, is the elder of your clan
Elder Ling Hanyu, a member of the Presbyterian Church and the deputy dean of the branch, said with a smile.
This thing can still be the deputy dean? Ye Fan, the foolish idiot, sighed and shook his head.
Ling Hanyu flushed, and furiously rebuked: Do you dare to insult me? ! Do you think this will clear up the suspicion!
Ye Fan snorted.
Clear the suspicion
Ye Fan's smile disappeared, his eyes cold and frosty.
Even if the surname Yao was killed by me, do I need to wash it
Everyone in the audience was taken aback, a little surprised.
What did you say? Ling Hanyu looked confused.
Triple disintegration!
The sword will disintegrate!
Hum! —
As Ye Fan increased his cultivation base, his sword intent increased sharply.
The sound of a sword sound like a dragon's roar, resounding through the clouds.
The black and gold sword intent, like a dragon soaring from Hellscream!
With Ye Fan as the center, with the surging tornado waves, howling in all directions!
The coercion that has doubled geometrically just now is like a shock of thunder, hitting everyone's hearts wildly!
Tens of thousands of people from the clan at the scene felt numb scalp, qi and blood rushing, and meridians divergent!
Although Ye Fan did not conduct intensive training, he has already seen the law of energy now.
Therefore, his cultivation base is increasing day by day.
Unconsciously, the Sacred Heart has reached the Eucharist.
Although the body quenching of the Holy Physique was negligible for Ye Fan.
However, the growth of overall strength is real.
And with every comprehensive improvement, the disintegration will continue to increase the combat power geometrically.
As a result, his triple disintegration, the disintegration of the epee sword intent, is already about to break through the nine layers of the open sky!
The imperial sword intent is overwhelming, which naturally becomes extremely terrifying.
what! —
My head is going to split! ! —
puff-
There were bursts of miserable screams, vomiting blood!
Many clan monks were directly under the pressure of this sword intent, and they were shocked to the point of bleeding!
Pieces of weaker repairs directly fainted and turned white!
The nearest Fengyuzhi Baiqu, even if they have the cultivation base of Kaitian, they all feel like needles at this moment!
It was as if the whole blood was grabbed by someone's hand and pierced with a sword!
A group of people was frightened and panicked, and immediately retreated dozens of meters!
The worst is Zhuang Mengdie, the president of the girl student union.
She is close, but only the King of Heaven is her cultivation base, even if she has the blood of the fire dragon, she is not enough to see!
Zhuang Mengdie's big eyes were almost bursting with eye pressure, and the meridians all over his body were knotted, and he was suffocating.
At a critical juncture, Feng Yuzhi still used her cultivation base to drag her to escape, and then she escaped!
But for so, Zhuang Mengdie's expression was distorted and her mouth opened wide in horror.
It was shocking! It's terrifying!
A person's sword intent turned out to be just coercion, and it changed the color of the world!
This is the Sword God
Zhuang Mengdie murmured inwardly.
Above Shenlong City, it was as if the Demon King of the Abyss had descended without seeing the sun.
As soon as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, after the triple disintegration, the five-clawed golden dragon dragon flame was strengthened several times and turned into a dragon claw.
With one hand, Ling Hanyu, who had been frightened, was dragged to the front.
Ling Hanyu was already trembling with fright at this time, his face was like white paper.
Why, I think the sword intent I released is not strong, and the cultivation base is too low
Don't look at it, whether you bunch of waste can afford it!
I'll ask you, even if the surname Yao was killed by me, what can you do
Ye Fan grinned evilly, and his voice was icy.
I, I, I don’t know the sword god! Sword God forgive me! !
Ling Hanyu put his hands together and began to beg.
If you can hold on to your own opinions and not fear death, then I still respect you as a man.
It turns out that you are just a stupid coward who wants to highlight yourself, but does not care about the consequences
Ye Fan looked disgusted, this kind of person was too dirty to kill.
With one hand, the sword intent was solidified into a black gold thin sword.
唰唰唰.
Three swords as fast as lightning.
Cut the tongue!
Break the pubic region!
Three feet off!
Ling Hanyu couldn't even utter the miserable begging for mercy. He had already ruined his cultivation base and fell from several hundred meters in the air.
Not dying, but recovery is impossible within a few decades.
Tens of thousands of people at the scene were devastated, and their faces were completely scared.
Who else doubts my identity
Ye Fan glanced around and asked lightly.
Tens of thousands, nearly 90%, hurry up and lower their heads.
For fear of being misunderstood by Ye Fan.
The current city lord of Shenlong City wants to stop, on behalf of the Shenlong clan! Congratulations on the return of the Sword God!
Feng Yu stopped and quickly took the lead, bent over at ninety degrees, and shouted loudly.
Bai Qu, with the teachers and students of the college, welcome the Sword God seniors!
All of a sudden, the tens of thousands of clan children in the audience hurriedly greeted them with a loud voice.
Ye Fan then put away his sword intent and said: I want to know all the information about the death of the Qinglong, find a place.
Lord Sword God, please move.
Feng Yuzhan smiled, politely leading the way.
Shenlong City, the ancestral land of the Shenlong clan.
The solemn, majestic hall.
Ye Fan was invited to take the lead, and the hundreds of high-level clans in Shenlong City below all took their seats nervously.
Thousands of juniors didn't have a place to sit, but they blocked the inside and outside of the hall in order to pay close attention to the sword god.
Zhuang Mengdie and a group of students, how can they still think about class,
They returned to the ancestral land one after another, looking at Ye Fan, showing various expressions of worship, curiosity and admiration.
Ye Fan took a sip of the spirit tea made with the best spirit grass, and said: Come on, don't miss the details.
Yes!
Only then was the wind to stop cautiously, and told what happened yesterday.
In fact, things are not complicated.
Yesterday, it is said that Yao Zhonggu will go to the Tianzi class of Kyushu College as usual to teach the top students of the clan.
However, for more than an hour, Yao Zhonggu did not appear.
Only then did the clan send someone into Yao Zhonggu's residence for inquiries.
As a result, it was discovered that Yao Zhonggu had died tragically in the house, and his death was extremely tragic, and the dragon soul had been dispersed.
This matter is actually a shame to our Shenlong clan and even the entire clan, many people have not yet been aware of it.
The Ten Elders and the Alliance Presbyterian Church have already begun investigations, but there is no conclusion yet.
What strength is Yao Zhonggu? Ye Fan asked.
Qinglong Dacheng
Ah? Ye Fan frowned and said a little disappointed: So weak
Uh
The desire to stop the wind and the thousands of people present, once again fell into a sluggishness.
Qinglong Dacheng? Is it weak
This is the whole plane, one of only a few blue dragons, one of the ten elders of the clan!
Plane level, also called weak
In other words, the people of the Shenlong clan at the scene must be angry, thinking that they look down on them.
However, Ye Fan is special.
Think about it carefully, people are indeed qualified to say that!
The emperor-level swordsman who can fight the two great demon kings in a row can't look down on the blue dragon of this level.
Sword God, worthy of being a Sword God!
A casual sentence reveals the self-confidence of looking at the world, and the words are not surprising and endless!
In the thousands of eyes, the admiration that exudes became stronger and stronger.
Some clansmen who practice swords can't wait to kneel down directly. This is the ultimate idol of swordsmen!
Zhuang Mengdie and a group of girls from the clan, many of them showed the stars and were fascinated.