Chapter 4100: big brother
Chapter 4100 Big Brother
Knife?
Not to mention the effect of this knife going out...
The only certainty is that it must be "self-humiliating"!
Long Bahuang sighed and put down the knife silently.
"Old, there are talented people in the country, not to mention the emperor swordsman who is rare in the ages, and he has to obey."
Long Bahuang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sword God wants to be the patriarch, this old man agrees."
Ye Fan stood on the top of Jianfeng, but his face showed a hint of coldness.
"It's windy here, so I didn't hear clearly, or... can you say it again?"
While speaking, several black and gold giant swords hung in the sky, faintly aiming their sharp edges at the dragon and eight wastes below.
Longbahuang's heart skipped a beat! Realizing I can't hold on any longer...
He looked around reluctantly and saw that they were all dumb, knowing that there was no way out.
Longbahuang immediately put away the Ember Extinguishing Sword and bowed in salute.
"Dragon Bahuang, I implore the Sword God to enter the Divine Dragon Royal Family!"
When Quanlongcheng heard this, it was instantly boiling!
There is no doubt that this is completely subdued!
It's not "agreeing", it's "pleading", this is absolute identification!
Seeing this scene, Ah Qun shook his head secretly, as Ye Fan expected, these guys are still afraid of death...
Seeing that Long Bahuang said so, of course the other group of elders did not want to be cannon fodder.
Speaking of which, if Ye Fan was from the Shenlong Royal Family, he would already be the patriarch.
Now it's just that the process is a bit bad, but it's not a big deal to submit to the emperor swordsman.
Compared with Long Ziyang's lineage, Ye Fan obviously brought more prestige to the Shenlong royal family.
"I'll beg the Sword God to join the Divine Dragon Royal Family!"
For a time, the surrender of the mountain and tsunami came!
Ye Fan showed a satisfied smile on his face.
"I know, you guys actually want me to be the patriarch. If I'm so frank earlier, won't everything be gone?"
A group of royal elders cursed their mothers in their hearts, but their faces were already smiling.
Long Siyou's face was extremely ugly, and finally he couldn't hold back any longer, and voice transmission asked: "Father! These old people are so soft!?"
"There is no way, the opponent is the Sword God, the Creator, if he really does not give in, then all the people together will not be his opponent," Long Ziyang said calmly.
"Long Bahuang and Long Yuxian, didn't they say that half of their feet stepped into the threshold of the creator? They can't add up!?"
"madness!"
Long Ziyang swept his eyebrows, and said with a voice transmission: "Really standing on the steps of the creator, and barely clinging on the steps, are completely two concepts!"
"I am afraid that this sword **** has already stood evenly in the realm of the creator. Long Bahuang and Long Yuxian are just struggling to put their hands on the edge of the platform, and at most they have a head."
"A person standing on a high platform just needs to step on both feet casually and grab the guy on the edge, and he will fall to pieces! This is the gap!"
Long Ziyang is also angry, "If there is really hope to win, my father has already joined forces with them, and will still be watching from the sidelines!?"
"Father said so, it seems that we can only take a step back... I didn't expect that the evil seed left by Jingyou would come so quickly," Long Siyou said helplessly.
"Grandfather, father, what should we do next?" Long Tatian was a little nervous.
"Don't panic, Siyou, can you do what I asked you to do?" Long Ziyang asked.
"Don't worry, father, he should be back soon..."
Long Ziyang nodded, then stepped forward and said with a smile: "Congratulations to Sword God, becoming the patriarch of the Shenlong Royal Family, this is a blessing for the Royal Family!"
"It is my wish that the descendants of Princess Jingyou can return to this position."
"Because of the matter of Brother Jingxuan, even if I want to come to Sword God, I don't want to see our grandparents..."
"I'll wait, don't let it go!"
Although Ye Fan promised that he would not be held accountable, Long Ziyang knew that once time passed, anything could happen.
Ye Fan can find a few excuses to kill them!
Therefore, it is imperative to take the best policy!
In front of everyone's eyes, Ye Fan didn't want to tear up his promise and openly act.
Ye Fan said in his heart that this old tortoise was really clever, so he was about to run away?
"What's the hurry, I just took office as the patriarch, so I have to celebrate."
"Could it be that you don't like me taking the position, so you don't want to stay to celebrate?"
Long Ziyang laughed and said, "Sword God, we are naturally very happy. Siyou and Tatian also think the same way."
"It's just that we just have something to do. Now that the royal family has a sword god, our grandparents and grandchildren can also travel far away..."
After he finished speaking, he didn't say any more, and Long Ziyang directly drew a fragment of the dragon shadow.
When Long Yedu saw this, he hurried over.
"Great grandfather! Wait for me!"
A group of four is about to leave the scene.
However, a black gold sharp blade pierced the space gate directly, and the Dragon Shadow Shattered Sky was immediately interrupted!
Long Ziyang, who had not stepped in just now, had a stiff expression.
"Sword God, what's the meaning of this?" Long Ziyang smiled.
"I'm not killing you, I'm just leaving you for a drink. What are you doing in such a hurry?"
How could Ye Fan let this old boy run away easily, if the Blue Dragon of Eight Tribulations really ran away, the sky would be high and the ocean would be vast, and it would be difficult to catch it again.
"If the Sword God is so conspicuous, then... let Du'er stay, on behalf of our family, and rejoice for the Sword God."
Long Yedu shivered all over, his lips turning purple in fright: "Great grandfather! Are you going to leave me?!"
Long Ziyang's eyes swept coldly, so frightened that Long Yedu did not dare to speak.
"Don't talk nonsense, I promised my uncle not to pursue it, but I didn't say it, I won't stay..."
Halfway through Ye Fan's words, he suddenly noticed something was wrong.
He looked away in one direction, frowning gradually.
From the edge of Longcheng, one old and one young are gradually flying towards here.
"Master, master, hurry up! Stop looking!"
The young man was dressed in a scholar's attire, blue robe, elegant and refined.
Behind him, a man with a suave and suave temperament, dressed in a somewhat casual and messy manner, with disheveled hair, was drinking wine while on the road.
"Oh...what's the hurry, what's the hurry...is this not going to happen?"
"This is the Emperor's Sword Intent, dear disciple, don't you take the opportunity to observe it?"
The long-haired man reached out and stroked a dangling black gold blade, his face full of interest.
Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, this guy... can actually touch his solid sword intent with his bare hands? !
And some members of the Shenlong Royal Family were surprised when they saw the pair.
Long Tatian's face was full of astonishment, looking at his grandfather and father, he seemed to have thought of something.
"Father...this..."
Long Siyou winked at him, "At this moment, the bigger picture matters!"
Long Tatian looked helpless and tangled, but there was nothing he could do.
"Father! Are you all right!"
The young man ran in front of Long Tatian and called out to his father, causing countless people on the scene to be stunned!
Long Yedu was also dumbfounded, and he couldn't help asking loudly, "Who are you, stinky boy!? What are you shouting!?"
But before he could say another word, Long Siyou slapped the grandson and threw the grandson out!
"Impossible thing! He is your half-brother! You have to call him big brother!"
