Chapter 1749

1749

Although Ye Fan's imperial sword was flying extremely fast, he still couldn't reach the Hanguangmen from the boundary of the Eastern Emperor Sect within an hour or two.

Along the way, it would be boring not to speak.

Shi Lanyu was very curious about Nian Rujiao, and asked what was going on, the cause and effect of the incident.

Ye Fan didn't know where to start. After all, he pretended to be Leng Xingchen and didn't tell his family about meeting Nian Rujiao.

It's a bit embarrassing to explain now.

But the matter has come to this point, Ye Fan can't hide it anymore, so he can only briefly describe it.

When Lan Yu heard this, his eyes lit up, "Hee hee, brother Ye Fan, you are too bad, you are so evil, all women from good families have been seduced by you..."

"What's your expression? I'm so evil, why are you still laughing?" Ye Fan's evaluation of the girl was speechless.

"Because you always call me little demon girl, little vixen or something, people are also very evil.

Think about it, she pretended to be Sister Su at the beginning, and you pretended to be her husband, which means that we have similar tastes, and it is destined to meet each other! "

Shi Lanyu covered his mouth and smiled, as if he had discovered a new continent, with a look of "So you are also this kind of person" in his eyes.

Ye Fan curled his lips, being speechless, and cleared his throat in embarrassment. In fact, he also felt that his original choice was a bit evil, but there was no malice.

Nian Rujiao heard a lot of what they said, and couldn't help but ask, "Which language... are you speaking?"

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment, and said: "A-Jiao, I didn't tell you before, but I actually come from a far away place, and our language is different from the ancient fairy world."

"Oh..." Nian Rujiao nodded, "So that's the case, no wonder you haven't shown up for a long time..."

Ye Fan thought to himself, he only left the ancient fairy world for a few months, is this considered a long time for a monk?

But thinking about it carefully, during this period of time, Nian Rujiao's life might feel like years. For her, it was really a long time.

"You...you haven't told the concubine, your name..." Nianru said weakly.

She doesn't know Ye Fan at all, but Ye Fan knows about her own affairs, which is really unfair.

Ye Fan smiled embarrassedly, only to realize that he hadn't introduced him, so he said, "Just call me Ye Fan."

"Ye...Fan...Ye..." Nian Rujiao muttered the pronunciation, as if she was memorizing it silently.

Shi Lanyu asked, "Brother Ye Fan, let's go to Hanguang Gate, what if that person runs away?"

"Run?" Ye Fan sneered, "Where can he run?"

Chatting and chatting, unknowingly, they have reached the boundary of Hanlu City.

Seeing the city below with a completely different style from Qingmu City, Shi Lanyu liked it, "Wow, brother Ye Fan, this city is so beautiful, after we kill that villain, can we come here to play?"

Ye Fan sighed in his heart, subconsciously looked at Nian Rujiao beside him, and found that the woman was also looking at him.

The two looked at each other, and then quickly looked away.

In this city, there are too many memories that only belong to them. Under the false masks and identities, real emotions are revealed.

When Shi Lanyu saw that Ye Fan didn't answer, he turned his head and noticed the complicated expressions of the two of them, so he snorted softly and muttered: "The sour smell of love..."

The terrain ahead has changed, with clouds and mist, and mountains and mountains.

"Here, A-Jiao, these old fellows will definitely protect Han Yuntao later, I have everything to do, so you don't have to waste your time with them," Ye Fan said to the woman beside him.

Nian Rujiao knew that she was also soft-spoken, so she nodded, "I know."

Ye Fan is quite familiar with this place, so he flew directly to the Hanguang Hall on the main peak.

At the same time, Ye Fan directly released the double disintegration, and the coercion of the whole person suddenly rose to a state of immortality.

Ye Fan sent a message to the gluttonous snake who was dozing off on his shoulder again, "I have eaten so much, this time I see how you behave, so don't restrain yourself."

Xiaojin suddenly regained his energy, it was already bored to death, after flying out, it instantly returned to the form of a dragon beast more than two hundred meters away, roaring and swooping towards the cold light hall!

The Cold Light Sect had obviously made preparations long ago. At this moment, a large number of elders and disciples are all around the main peak.

Feeling the pressure suddenly descending, and the gleaming golden monster, which looked like a dragon descending from the sky, a group of Hanguangmen sword cultivators changed their expressions drastically!

"Boom!!"

Xiao Jin's body of hundreds of tons fell on the cold light hall, four platinum claws chiseled down, boulders collapsed, beams broke, half of the hall collapsed, and smoke and dust flew up!

"Roar!--"

The joyful feeling of wanton destruction made Xiao Jin roar happily, flapping his huge wings and creating a strong hurricane!

The strong wind caused sand and stones to fly away from the mountain peak, and a large number of decorations were blown away in a mess, making a mess.

A group of Sword Cultivators from the Cold Light Gate who planned to guard the main hall originally ran away in fright.

They discovered that this monster has the aura of spirit shaping, and the combat power of this kind of dragon beast is definitely not comparable to ordinary human beings who shape spirits!

Several figures landed with their swords in front of the collapsed hall, each with complex and unspeakable expressions, mostly preoccupied.

Ye Fan and the two girls landed on a falling boulder, Xiaojin was behind him, and a group of Hanguang Sect rulers were facing him.

At a glance, Han Yu, the founder of the mountain, ran out in person. The head master Han Hui, the great elder Leng Donglin, the spiritual master Han Qi, and the law enforcement elder Liao, all the core figures have already rushed over.

Hundreds of sword cultivators from the Cold Light Sect also gathered at this time, followed behind, and looked at Ye Fan nervously.

After a few months, the Emperor Jianxiu, who was so powerful in the ancient fairy world, returned again, and even brought a dragon beast in the spirit-shaping realm, which once again refreshed their understanding!

Why did such a perverted master suddenly appear in the ancient fairy world? !

"What do you mean, Your Excellency, what point did our Hanguangmen offend you..." Han Yu Patriarch stepped forward in person and asked solemnly.

Watching Ye Fan's dragon beast destroy the iconic main peak hall, but dare not fight back, it actually made them feel extremely humiliated, and their faces were naturally ugly.

Ye Fan glanced at it, and said, "People came quite neatly, why isn't Han Yuntao here?"

At this moment, Han Hui, the head of the sect, cupped his hands tremblingly and said: "Because of the rampant monsters recently, the villains are going to other places to subdue the monsters, and they are not at the mountain gate."

"Really?" Ye Fan said blankly, "Then send a message immediately and ask him to come back and come to me."

Han Hui's forehead was sweating, and he didn't know how to answer the conversation.

The old ancestor Han Yu said seriously: "Dare to ask Your Excellency, why are you looking for Yun Tao?"

Ye Fan didn't talk nonsense, and said directly: "I want him to die."

Everyone in the Hanguang Sect was terrified. Just the killing intent released by Ye Fan at this moment already made their hearts ache.

The elder Leng Donglin's eyelids were twitching, and he looked at Nian Rujiao with complicated eyes.

The leader, Han Hui, smiled awkwardly: "Hehe...Your Excellency, I don't know if there is a misunderstanding, how can I dare to provoke Your Excellency?

Ru Jiao, please explain quickly, what is going on here? Don't let our Hanguangmen suffer unreasonable losses. "

At this moment, Han Hui and the others all turned their targets to Nian Rujiao.

Nian Rujiao looked at a group of seniors from the Hanguang Sect, her heart was tense, she felt the pressure increased, she bit her lips, her complexion turned pale, and her eyes gradually became moist...

But she remembered Ye Fan's confession, gritted her teeth, and just kept silent.

"Keng!!"

Only a deep metal accent was heard, which woke up the people present!

Impressively, he saw that a huge black sword exuding fierce aura had appeared in Ye Fan's hands, piercing into the solid rock!

Ye Fan looked coldly at the people of the Hanguang Sect, "I will say it one last time, call Han Yuntao here and die."

Han Hui and the others could hardly resist the pressure. After all, they had seen Ye Fan's strength in Hongyue Island, and they knew that head-on confrontation would only lead to death.

At this moment, the ancestor Han Yu was fully on guard, secretly circulating his true energy, stepped forward and said: "Your Excellency, Yun Tao is the first genius and future head of our Hanguang Sect.

Although you are powerful, we cannot casually bury the treasure of our sect in such an inexplicable way.

If you want to kill him, you must at least give us a reason, give us a conclusive evidence, so that we can be convinced! "

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan was already too lazy to say anything.

"Lang!!"

The black giant sword was instantly pulled out from the rock, and the heavy weight was as light as a feather under Ye Fan's single-arm control.

Ye Fan's body turned into a dazzling golden light, and outlined a lightning-fast arc!

One person, one sword, straight to the face of Patriarch Han Yu!

The hairs all over Patriarch Han Yu's body stood on end. This kind of close-range pressure made him feel that death was closer than ever!

"Raining Rain Sword Intent!"

Ancestor Han Yu was on guard for a long time, and summoned the flying sword of seven times of spiritual refinement. While retreating his body, he swayed the sword intent like raindrops, rushing towards Ye Fan!

The raindrop-like blue sword intent, as the flying distance increases, the power continues to condense and increase!

Ye Fan didn't dodge or dodge at all, he swung the huge sword, and drew two unparalleled sword intents of golden and red flames, like two fire dragons roaring and intertwining!

Luoyu Sword Intent hit the black giant sword, it looked like a drop of water, but it made a sound like a steel ball!

The coercion of the two longevity realms suddenly clashed at close range!

"Bang bang bang!——"

The dense thunderous sound shocked hundreds of sword cultivators, making it difficult to breathe!

Ye Fan is like a fierce general charging into battle, with violent speed and strength, forcing thousands of horses to drive away!

The ancestor Han Yu originally thought that Ye Fan only had the coercion of the Immortal Realm, so he probably didn't dare to use his supernatural strength for fear of incurring punishment from the sky, so he wanted to use defensive methods to distance himself.

Trying to let the other party know that he is not easy to deal with, and it is not good to fight like this, but he found that his thoughts are too naive!

Even the coercion of the immortal realm, Ye Fan's combat power, and this destructive fighting style are not something he can resist!

Ye Fan is like an unreasonable berserker, after breaking through the icy raindrops, when he reappears, he is already in front of the ancestor Han Yu!

Ancestor Han Yu's face twisted, and he roared in horror: "No!!——"

But his yelling made no sense at all!

Ye Fan turned the huge sword around his wrist, and using the thick blade of the sword as a weapon, he unceremoniously slapped him upside down!

"ah!--"

Patriarch Han Yu screamed, how could his heaven-level sword intent's protective aura be able to stop the emperor-level sword intent!

I saw his whole body hit a stone wall, and the stone wall was shattered!

Patriarch Han Yu's body slipped, and his legs were smashed to pieces, like two soft noodles, bloody and bloody...

In the blink of an eye, Han Yu, the founder of the Immortal Realm, became crippled with both legs!

The point is that Ye Fan didn't kill him on purpose, and he was merciful!

"Reasonable and well-founded?" Ye Fan sneered, leaning on the huge sword in his hand, glanced around indifferently, and said coldly: "Why do you need to be convinced when you kill an ant?"