"Ye Fan, I..."

"you..."

Ye Fan's laughter was sad, which undoubtedly made Tang Yun feel uncomfortable.

She opened her mouth, wanting to explain something.

However, I don't know what to say.

In the end, all the confusion in my heart turned into a question.

"Why?"

"Why stop?"

"Didn't we agree that we will fight until death?"

Tang Yun's beautiful eyes were slightly red, but the strange emotion in her heart was quickly suppressed by her.

Her words were cold, she looked down at Mark and asked coldly.

"Ha ha.."

"Yes, as promised, we will fight until death."

"If I have to blame, I can only blame myself for being stupid."

"It's my fault for being so stupid!"

Ye Fan's eyes were full of self-mockery, and his majestic laughter was like thunder.

Many years ago, my great-grandmother gave Ye Fan an evaluation.

Said he had a fatal weakness.

That is, too much affection!

On the journey of martial arts, only those who have no desires or pursuits can move forward without any loss.

It would be better if the people I met were all affectionate people.

But if you meet a ruthless person, it is very likely that Ye Fan's life will be in danger.

Ye Fan once did not take his grandmother's advice seriously.

Because Ye Fan felt that with his ability to read countless people, he would not have deep friendship with unkind people.

But now it seems that he was chosen right by his great-grandmother after all.

He treated Tang Yun with sincerity and sincerity.

What can be exchanged for?

It's that cold and ruthless sword!

And the frosty "will not stop".

"But Tang Yun, that's the end of it."

"Before, I wanted to save some face for you because of past friendship."

"But now, I think it's no longer necessary."

After laughing, Ye Fan's face turned completely cold.

His face was expressionless, and his deep pupils were cloudy, making it difficult to see his emotions clearly.

But the more Ye Fan looks like this, the more terrifying it is.

Meng Wanyu was frightened at that time.

It felt like the boy in front of me had suddenly turned dark.

From his body, Meng Wanyu could not feel the slightest warmth.

Cold, like a stubborn stone.

"He...what does he want to do?"

"Isn't he still determined to give up?"

"One of your arms is disabled, how can you still fight with the Tang Yun Sect's leader?"

Feeling the aura from Ye Fan, Chu Zhengliang and others immediately stared, full of doubts, completely confused as to what Ye Fan was thinking.

Buzz...

Just when everyone was confused, there were waves of low humming sounds coming from the distance.

"Um?"

"What's that noise?"

Everyone was like a frightened bird. When they heard the sudden sound, they became even more confused.

"It's a sword!"

"It's the sword that's moving!"

At this time, someone suddenly shouted.

For a time, everyone followed the reputation.

Thousands of meters away, a simple sword thrust into the ground began to tremble violently.

It felt like it was alive, buzzing and trembling.

Until the end, only a sonorous explosion was heard.

The ancient Yunyang sword that Tang Yun had knocked down before was unsheathed again and flew out from the boulder.

As if being summoned, in a moment, it was in Ye Fan's hands again.

"This this..."

"Is this guy crazy?"

"Does he want to play swordsmanship with the Tang Sect Master?"

When Ye Fan held the sword again, everyone was shocked.

Chu Zhengliang looked at Ye Fan who was holding a sword as if he were an idiot.

"This guy is mentally retarded!"

"The head of the Tang Sect is famous all over the world for his swordsmanship, and he is also known as the best swordsman in the world."

"He is a brat who is known for his brute strength, and he still wants to play swordsmanship with the sect master?"

"It's just trying to do whatever you want to do, and it's just humiliating yourself!"

"You are seeking death..."
Chapter completed!