"What?"

"Have you escaped again?"

Seeing Ye Fan's attack several times in a row, Xu Fengliang's expression suddenly became dignified.

The previous contempt for Ye Fan undoubtedly faded a lot instantly.

"Being able to be a hero in Jiangdong, it seems that this kid still has a bit of strength."

"But, what about that?"

"This strength is still not worthy of my niece of Xu Fengliang, let alone my Xu family's high door big valve!"

If Ye Fanzun respected him before, begging him to worship him, maybe Xu Fengliang could still open a side, and stayed with Ye Fan.

The big deal, let Ye Fan and Xu Lei keep a close relationship in private.

At that time, the emperor Wu Zetian still had three thousand heads. In the future, Xu Leng came to the high position. He really became the Queen of Yanjing. It was not too much to raise a few small white faces under his hand.

But unfortunately, Ye Fan was offended him before!

His arrogance and arrogance have undoubtedly made Xu Fengliang feel at all.

Even if Ye Fan died today, he would not have any movement.

"Grandpa, this is the hope of our Yanjing martial arts?"

"It looks like it's not good."

"It's completely pressed by Hua Yinglong."

"Only the work of the pioneering, there is no power to return."

"If the granddaughter played, the performance was much better than him!" Lu Wan'er shook his head and said, with a bit of contempt and dissatisfaction in his tone.

After all, his grandfather rarely praises her.

Now an outsider has been boasted as a real dragon by grandpa, and Lu Wan'er is naturally a little unconvinced in his heart.

The veteran military uniforms did not move, and still stared at it, and at the same time, he reached a faint: "Wan'er, although your talent is good, but after all, the experience is still shallow."

"Do you really think that the young man has no power to fight back?"

"He just doesn't want to pull it back."

"It's like a swordsman, but the sword does not pull the sword, and the sword is pulled up ..." The old man paused, "... overwhelm the earth!"

What?

Lu Wan'er trembled.

Boom ~

At the same time, a punch fell.

Ye Fan moved to the left and escaped steadily.

"Mixed boy!"

"What to hide?"

"There is the ability, take a shot, fight in me!"

"Come?"

"Awe -inspiring, what is the ability?"

It's almost a hundred moves.

Huayinglong has shot until now, and has shot hundreds of tricks.

But Ye Fan in front of him is like a loach.

Over the flowers, the leaves are not stained!

To the present, he failed to hurt Ye Fan.

"Let me really shot?"

"If I take a shot, you are afraid you will have no chance to cut the seven swords again!"

"Toyo Seven Swords, to be honest, I really want to understand the understanding."

"I want to see, what is the power of Tongshan's Tongshan Swordmaster?"

Above the boxing, Ye Fan stood with his hands, and a faint laughter sounded slowly.

After Hua Yinglong heard it, it was immediately condensed: "Tongshan?"

"Are you talking about that stupid?"

Thinking of this, Hua Yinglong smiled immediately.

"I still wondered before, you are a Jiangdong boy, not good at your land snake in your projectile land, why go to Yanjing to find death?"

"It turned out to be a revenge to the silly big."

"good!"

"Since you want to understand, the old man will be you all!"

Om ~

When the words fell, Ye Fanzhi heard that in the void, a sinking sound.

Later, everyone only saw that a short blade actually slipped out from Hua Yinglong's sleeves.

Mori Blade, reflects the scorching sun, cold light!
Chapter completed!