"Who are you?"

Ye Xiaobei walked out and said calmly.

A trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

He could sense that the old and young people in front of him were not a simple person.

They are warriors, very powerful warriors.

"Beidou Pavilion, Ling Feng!"

A few cold words were spoken out, and the young man's robe danced, looking chic and elegant.

Yes, this young man is Ling Feng.

Ling Feng of Beidou Pavilion.

When he was in the Chinese language group, Ling Feng even scared away the arrogant Song Longcheng with his own identity!

"Ling Feng? Beidou Pavilion? What are you here for? We don't seem to know you!" Mo Qingyu felt a little uneasy.

Ling Feng did not look at Mo Qingyu, stared at Ye Xiaobei and said:

"Very good, your talent is very good. It is the disciple we need in Beidou Pavilion. Come with me!"

——

"Who are you?"

Almost the same scene, performed in another place.

This is the top of a mountain, and Ye Huan looked at the old and young people in front of him coldly.

The young man is a young man with a messy hair and fluttering wildly. A long sword is pinned around his waist. It is simple and natural, and obviously it is not an ordinary person.

"Ask Jiange, Linghu Tian!"

The young man with long hair spit out a few words of indifference, with an indifferent expression.

Linghu Tian, ​​Ye Huan raised his eyebrows. He had heard of this person. He was the top genius in the ancient world. Ling Qingzhu often compared him with Ling Feng with himself.

Ye Huan naturally never took them in her heart.

"I don't care who you are, get out of the way!" A chill flashed in Ye Huan's eyes.

He just wants to go back to Qingcheng now and doesn't want to waste time here.

He hasn't seen Biyue Villa for a long time!

"Maybe you have heard of my name, maybe you don't, but I have heard of you! The demon of the secular world, Ye Huan!" A trace of light suddenly shone out in Linghu Tian's cold eyes.

"In the secular world, there has never been a monster like you. I really want to know what level you have reached. I just hope that you don't let me down!"

"You want to compete with me?" Ye Huan frowned.

"It can be understood in this way. I heard that you are also using swords. Just in time, I want to use your sword as a stepping stone for my pursuit of swordsmanship." Linghu Tian was still extremely cold.

Ye Huan's heart suddenly felt anger, and murderous intent emerged. How could he compete with a warrior as a god of killing in the universe?

"For me, there is no competition, only a life-and-death battle!" Ye Huan said coldly.

"If you can kill me."

"I have no regrets!"

As he said that, Linghu Tian had already grasped his ancient long sword, and instantly unsheathed it, bringing out a cold light.

"This is the sword inherited by our Linghu family. Kill the sky, please fight!"

Ye Huan frowned, and anger burned in his heart. He was stopped by this man for no reason. He wanted to use Ye Huan as a stepping stone to achieve his sword skills.

It's ridiculous.

"A handful of garbage is worthy of being called Zhantian!"

Ye Huan's eyes were cold, and a trace of disdain flashed!

"Swish!"

A fiery red light shone, and suddenly, the Xuanyan Sword was sacrificed, and pieces of fiery red marks were attached to the sword body, like magma flowing.

How did this sword appear?

Linghu Tian and the old man behind him were shocked, and they couldn't believe it. Moreover, Ye Huan's sword was too magical.

Even the sky is far from comparable.

"Sure enough, they all said you are a monster, and you do have some skills!" Linghu Tian was not afraid at all, but there was a little more joy in his eyes.

"kill!"

At this time, Ye Huan moved, holding the Xuanyan Sword in his hand and slashed out several sharp and dazzling sword lights.

——

Inside the villa.

"I have already said that I won't go to the ancient world. I already have a master." A chill flashed in Ye Xiaobei's eyes.

He had already refused, but the young man refused to give in, which made him a little angry.

He could see that this young man seemed to not give up until he achieved his goal!

"No one can refuse Beidou Pavilion, there is no in the ancient world, and there is no in the secular world!" Ling Feng was not angry, but said calmly.

His chic and indifferent appearance was a hint of arrogance and a hint of unstoppable arrogance.

"Your master is just a waste, and Beidou Pavilion is the place where you can achieve success."

"My master Ye Huan is the most powerful person in the world!" Ye Xiaobei said coldly.

"Ye Huan?"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows lightly, showed a chuckling, and said disdainfully: "Last time, if it weren't for me, if Qingzhu hadn't pleaded for him, he would have been killed long ago."

Anger flashed in Ye Xiaobei's eyes. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by Ling Feng: "Don't reject me, my patience is limited."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old man behind him stood up. The old man's thin and old body exuded a powerful momentum, like a towering mountain of Tai, making people feel trembling.

If Ye Xiaobei refuses, it is obvious that the old man will take action!

"You, if you forcefully take Xiaobei away, Ye Huan will definitely take revenge. Ye Huan is really amazing!" Mo Qingyu was frightened, but he still gritted his teeth.

"I said, he is just a waste in front of him!" Ling Feng's temperament suddenly changed and he shouted in great angrily.

He still remembered that Ling Qingzhu pleaded for Ye Huan, asked himself to save him, and drove Song Longcheng away.

The woman he liked pleaded for others, which made the proud Ling Feng unacceptable.

Now, the genius I like is also Ye Huan's disciple.

This woman now also says that Ye Huan is very powerful!

It was as if everyone in the world thought that Ye Huan was amazing!

Ling Feng was furious, and the resentment in his heart suddenly burst out. His handsome face turned into a twist and he shouted loudly: "You mortals, what a fuck do you know!"

"Bang!"

Ling Feng's momentum bloomed, and a wave of air swept out, instantly lifting Mo Qingyu away and directly hitting the wall.

"Master's wife!"

Ye Xiaobei was furious, the flames in his eyes burned instantly, and his whole body trembled, and the spiritual power in his body was boiling.

In this world, there are only two people who are closest to him, one is Ye Huan and the other is Mo Qingyu.

He is the most important person in his life.

"Go to death!"

Ye Xiaobei was furious and the flying sword in his hand burst out with a strong white light, dazzling and extremely sharp.

"Die!"

Ye Xiaobei jumped and slashed his sword. The sharp and arrogant sword energy soared into the sky, as if he was about to cut through everything, making people tremble.

"Okay, great!"

Ling Feng was not surprised but happy, except for an excited expression on his face.

"This is the genius I am looking for. It has amazing talent, and it really didn't disappoint me!" After saying that, Ling Feng also took out the spear behind him and stabbed Ye Xiaobei.
Chapter completed!