Chapter 3647: Overhead
Tian Wu said coldly: "First of all, you still have the upper hand in that battle, and the opponent's martial arts are not as good as you."
"He relies on disrupting the regular number of routes, although it can be disrupted for a short time, but it will also expose more flaws."
"As long as it lasts long enough, the more loopholes he has, you will be completely defeated."
"Secondly, that Ye Fan is not an ordinary bronze human. You underestimate the enemy."
"The martial arts has no end, and there is no limit."
"If you can't crush your opponent, then... there is only one thing you have to do..." Tian Wu pointed at the tyrant with a spear, "Become stronger, that's it!"
The pupils of the tyrant's eyes shrank! "I will become stronger, and then... personally give that man death."
Tian Wu showed a wild look, and smiled charmingly: "Then beat me first, take possession of me!"
The tyrant breathed low, like a beast about to pounce! Amidst the roar, the master and apprentice flashed in the middle position, fisted and speared, and met each other! ... "Keng!!"
The clanging of metals cut through the sky.
A huge open space was newly opened in Yantian Ring.
Ye Fan and Qinglong's body state Mian, purely physical and skill, fought hundreds of rounds.
Ye Fan has a very strong memory. After re-engraving and researching some of the martial arts that the tyrant used, he used it in his own way.
He slashed the dragon scales with a sword, bringing up a dazzling spark.
Mian was very surprised, "What trick?
Can you come back from such an angle? "
Although the Shenlong clan is talented and difficult to rival, it does not mean that it does not study skills.
A fighting mad dragon like Mian is even more familiar with all kinds of skills.
It was the first time that Ye Fan used some tricks.
"Before I saw it, I thought that my moves were already perfect..." "No matter what else, the martial arts of the golden race are indeed more comprehensive and have many advantages."
Ye Fan put away his sword, and didn't mean to continue.
He has opened up new ideas through battles with tyrants and Mian.
As long as you think about it, your fighting skills will definitely improve over time.
At that time, he will not be "prejudged" by that tyrant, and he will not be so passive.
"Boy Ye Fan, why didn't you fight?
Haven't played enough yet! "
Mian has some meaning still unfinished.
"I'm looking for you to learn, just want to get familiar with the tricks. Now that the goal has been achieved, if you want to improve, you can go to Prince Gao."
"Looking for the old man?
Then I'm tired of living? "
"He hasn't recovered from the injury yet."
"That's not something I can deal with! What if it gets eaten by it?"
Ye Fan smiled, so this guy knew he was afraid too.
"I really don't have time. Why don't you help me continue to widen Yantian Ring and make a tenfold, hundredfold space."
"At that time, I will let all the sacred beasts in the Yang room live here for a long time, so you won't have to compete with your opponents."
Mian Hehe smiled and said, "Do you want grandpa to be your coolie?"
Dig a hole for you? "
"Master Mian, I don't have the same knowledge as you. For the sake of bringing me out, I have time to help you broaden it."
"But let's talk about it. If there are no powerful monsters coming in, I will get angry!"
Ye Fan patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, I'll call the patriarch of the Vermilion clan! Isn't it interesting?"
"Suzaku's patriarch?
There can be! "
Mianlong's mouth smiled haha.
Ye Fan sneered secretly in his heart, Zhu Huansha, you old turkey, I'll look for you when I turn around.
In fact, Yimian's strength may not be able to do anything to Zhu Huansha. After all, people have been exposed to fire eight times, no matter what, a Five Tribulations Azure Dragon should not be afraid.
But the problem is that Mian, the fighting mad, will entangle Zhu Huansha, and there is Prince Gao, so Zhu Huansha does not dare to be presumptuous.
"Boy, are you going to go to Na Hongmeng?"
Prince Gao appeared behind Ye Fan, and he already knew that the Eight Gates Competition was about to take place.
"Yes, what do seniors think?"
Ye Fan asked.
"No idea, but... there is a word of advice."
"what?"
"Life is important," Gao said meaningfully: "You are still very young..." Ye Fan was stunned, and then chuckled: "Thank you senior for reminding me that if I can live, I don't want to die."
When Prince Gao said these things, he actually changed his direction to tell him - this time, Prince Gao would not make a move.
Between them, they already owe each other.
Not to mention that Gao's injury was not healed, and the Nine Tribulations were green and green, and he was simply unmatched.
Ye Fan also knew that he was not an opponent, but in his opinion, Lu was not an enemy either.
It is not Green who is going to attack the wilds, but Hongmeng's insensitive, high-ranking humans.
Leaving the ring, Ye Fan came to the Human Alliance headquarters.
The people attending the eight-door competition have already gathered together.
A group of people are discussing something, and their faces are serious.
"What happened again?"
Ye Fan saw that the atmosphere was wrong, so he asked.
"You are the sword god?"
A blindfolded man in black turned his head.
"Husband, this is A Yue, Miss Jian Yuzhu's guard..." "I know, Jane Zizai's son", Ye Fan smiled, after all, Jian Zizai mentioned it when she was chatting.
When I think of being a friend's son, I feel kind.
"Don't call my foster father directly!"
A Yue is very dissatisfied.
Ye Fan didn't get angry either, "Your foster father is talking to me, so why can't you call your name?"
"what?
You talk nonsense! My foster father has already been to Jiuyuan, how could..." "Your body is Black Fire Cunning, because you can't control the demon fire in your body, you are intolerable or even abandoned by the race. "
"After Jane Zizai picked you back, he would heal you, teach you the methods, and seal your eyes for thousands of years with secret methods. Only when you are successful can you unlock the seal."
Every time Ye Fan said, A Yue's expression became shocked, because it was absolutely impossible for Ye Fan to inquire about these past events.
"You... have you really met your foster father?
! "
A Yue shed tears.
"The Demon Emperor is still alive under Jiu Yuan, he misses you too", Ye Fan patted A Yue on the shoulder.
"I told you earlier that my husband has just returned from Jiuyuan, have you written this letter?"
Su Qingxue sighed.
A Yue nodded and said happily: "It's great...the foster father is fine, it's really great..." He quickly arched his hand to Ye Fan and knelt down on one knee.
"Uncle Sword God! Miss asked me to tell you in advance that there will be an ambush in the eight-door competition of Hongmeng!"
"In order to ensure that his family gets the first place, the Jiuzhong Tiangong has dispatched assassins to secretly attack those who participate in the competition!"
uncle?
Although Ye Fan thought it was weird, he didn't bother to care about it, and said, "It seems that Feng Jiuxiao is really overwhelmed by this son. He really doesn't care what the patron saint thinks about?"
"Feng Jiuxiao certainly respects the patron saint, but because of himself and the Nineth Heaven Palace, he has a deep-rooted influence on the Shenlong clan and countless Hongmeng forces."
"If the patron saint is not a last resort, it is impossible to attack Feng Jiuxiao, including his wife Xiao Wangge, Zhou Hankong of Beihan Temple, etc., all of this."
"As long as the Eight Gates Tournament can continue, even if it changes in the middle, it is estimated that the patron saint can only open one eye and close one eye."
Ye Fan couldn't help but sneered, "So, Hongmeng has been corroded to the bones by these pests."
To put it bluntly, if you want to move the wind and the sky, you must break your wrist, but that will hurt your muscles and bones, and even blood will flow into a river... As the patron saint of green, it is obviously also held by this group of powerful.
"The princes rise together, and the guardian **** is overhead, it's interesting..."
