The first thousand two hundred and forty-seven chapters
The restaurant is suspended in mid-air... swallowing clouds and mist, and even stars are falling, like a majestic sky tower standing in the universe.
The middle-aged Taoist nun saw Ye Fan at a glance, and the cold light in her eyes disappeared. Her mount was shot to death by Ye Fan in public, which was a great shame and humiliation.
Ye Fan found a table and sat down with Miao Wei, ignoring those remarks.
Many people noticed them and glanced at them intentionally or unintentionally. He was a powerful figure in the limelight and left a deep impression on many people.
There were only seven or eight people at the middle-aged Taoist nun's table, all of them tall and handsome, and they were all extraordinary people. This was normal. No one who could set foot on the ancient road in the starry sky would be an ordinary person.
"Knowing people but not their hearts, some people are really crazy, pretending to be killers and killing their opponents. They are despicable and inhumane, and their actions are heinous."
At the table where the middle-aged Taoist nun was sitting, there was a young man shaking the wine glass in his hand. He spoke calmly, and although his voice was not high, it was clearly audible.
Wearing a light blue robe, he looks very young, with a fair complexion, especially his fingers that are crystal clear, which complements the jade cup, making him look delicate and elegant.
"They are indeed scum. The emperor is fighting for supremacy. If you have the strength, you will fight them out. How can you use such shameless means to assassinate the Qiang contenders?" Another woman whispered, with a pretty face, but her words were very sharp.
Dressed in red like fire, she should be charming and enchanting, but now she has a murderous aura and is full of coldness.
Miao Wei looked worried. He naturally saw that the people at this table were targeting Ye Fan, and their words were obvious and slanderous in public.
"Brother Ye, let's go and change places." Miao Wei said softly.
Ye Fan shook his head and said: "There is nothing wrong with flying dogs, so don't worry about it."
The area in Tianque suddenly became quiet. Many people paid attention. The seven or eight people at the middle-aged Taoist nun's table all looked cold.
"I've done it all, but I don't dare to admit it. How dare a rat dare to be so arrogant here!" The woman in red raised her eyebrows into two swords, her eyes gleaming with cold light.
The middle-aged Taoist nun said with a smile: "Sister Hongliu, why should you be angry? Tomorrow we will enter the trial field. Let's kill rats and dogs to see who gets the bigger harvest."
"Hong sister, don't spoil your mood for a shady person. Lord Junwei Shan is here. Let's not talk about a shameless person." The man in blue said calmly, still calm and calm, but very targeted.
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The middle-aged Taoist nun smiled and said, "What Brother Lan Feng said is true. It's time for us to go and greet Lord Junwei."
Miao Wei changed his color. These people went too far. They chanted and denounced Ye Fan again. They were really harboring evil intentions and their intentions were to be punished. He was really afraid that Ye Fan would be angry. He didn't care and went on a killing spree here. That would be bad and it would be inevitable.
There is great difficulty.
Apparently the middle-aged Taoist nuns, Hongliu and Lan Feng were all expecting them to rise up, and then they would accuse them based on "reason".
Ye Fan calmly raised his glass and touched some with Miao Wei, and said: "There are all kinds of people in the world, and there are all kinds of people. If you don't care what they do, just treat it like a dog barking."
"brush"
The gazes shot at them one after another, like sharp swords, made the atmosphere here more tense and cold, and people had a premonition that there might be a big collision.
There were a lot fewer people talking in the Tianque, and they all paid attention. Even the young man in brocade, the tutuo with his hair tied in a gold band, and the other six or seven tables of dominant seed-level powerhouses glanced here casually.
The middle-aged Taoist nun showed a sarcastic look on her lips and smiled faintly. The murderous intent in Hongliu's eyes became stronger. Lan Feng was very cold and stared at Ye Fan for a few times. Their table was filled with murderous intent.
Ye Fan naturally knew that these were allies of the middle-aged Taoist nun. Together they were very powerful and could not be ignored. It seemed that she had spent a lot of effort in the past few days to instigate and win over a group of people.
"Lord Junwei Mountain has arrived." A group of people boarded the giant tower in the sky.
The five people stepped in. The man in the middle was walking like a dragon and a tiger, wearing a purple gold crown and unicorn armor. He was majestic and majestic, carrying a pressure, like a divine mountain descending or a divine king descending into the world.
"Brother Junwei, please come this way." The elegant Lan Feng in blue stood up and quickly stood up to greet him with a smile.
The middle-aged Taoist nun also came in with a whisk, and greeted her seriously and with a hint of respect. She was very different from her indifference towards Ye Fanshi. She was full of smiles at the moment, and greeted her with Taoist etiquette, saying: "The name of Lord Junwei is
Traveling through the ancient road of the starry sky, one person alone breaks through the ninety-nine heavenly gates. This is one of the most difficult trial roads. It is truly a gift from heaven!"
Hongliu and others also stepped forward with a smile, treated this person seriously, did not dare to show any disrespect, and led him to the table like stars holding the moon.
In the Tianque, everyone else showed shocked expressions. Many people had heard about this Junwei Mountain Master. It was said that he came from an ancient star field. People have been visiting him in the past few days. He seemed to be one of the 437 trialists.
The princes of one side.
This is definitely a figure in the front row, not inferior to the monk who occupies a seat at the table. He is feared by all parties and favored by many people.
"Master Junwei Mountain comes from an academy in an ancient star field. He has learned terrible things and has probably become a saint."
"His energy is restrained and he doesn't show even a trace. It's very difficult. But if he can get through the ninety-nine most difficult passes, he must be extraordinary and become a saint!"
This is people's evaluation. They think highly of this person, are afraid of him, and want to take the path of God. He is definitely a strong contender.
The Lord of Junwei Mountain has a pair of purple eyes, a golden crown and the appearance of a dragon and tiger. Sitting there, he gives people a sense of majesty.
"I just heard you talking about the killer. Do you really have any clues?" He said calmly, his purple pupils as deep as the sea.
"It's just a small night, not worth mentioning. Let him stay overnight and let him show his true colors in the trial field tomorrow." The middle-aged Taoist nun said casually.
"Hey, isn't it him? He secretly hunts down his comrades and is a heinous crime. I think we should all attack him tomorrow!" Hongliu pursed her lips and pointed at Ye Fan. This time, she didn't hide it and just targeted him directly.
"Yes, such a person is so despicable. He secretly kills competitors and is narrow-minded. If he is allowed to live, many more people may be killed. Let's get rid of him together!" Others at this table agreed.
Many people in the Tianque looked at Ye Fan, looked at the middle-aged Taoist nun and others, and whispered.
"A bunch of people who don't know how to live or die!" Ye Fan drank a glass of wine and glanced over there, his eyes indifferent and ruthless.
In an instant, the sky was extremely quiet. This was an irresolvable conflict. Even if it was not carried out now, there would be a fierce fight in the trial field tomorrow.
"Who are you talking about?" Someone stood up next to the middle-aged Taoist nun, and there were five or six people at once. They looked at her coldly, overwhelming them with force, as if they wanted to slaughter the place with blood.
Everyone thought that Mark would be cold and sarcastic, but they didn't expect that he would be quite direct and said: "I'm talking about you idiots."
"Who are you really? You're just a shameless despicable person. How dare you fight me brightly? I'll kill you in a hundred moves!" A man came out and said viciously. It was obvious that this was just a leader. "
"Gun", testing and provoking Ye Fan.
"Assassination has nothing to do with me. If you insist on throwing dirty water on me, I don't mind acting as a killer." Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously and said: "Besides, if you want to fight with me, you are not worthy.
, Why do you need hundreds of moves, one sword is enough to kill you!"
When Ye Fan said these words, his words were sonorous and deafening, and there was a tyrannical blood that overwhelmed the sky, making the man's face turn white, as if he had seen the bloody rain of slander overturning the world.
"you!"
He felt so uncomfortable that he kicked away the chair, couldn't help but walked out, and actually wanted to swing his sword at Ye Fan.
"brush"
A bright light flashed, Ye Fan turned his back to him, without looking back, spilled a glass of wine, knocked it away with a bang, blood spurted from his mouth, and fell straight into a corner, as if he had encountered a thousand things.
A heavy blow.
Many people changed their colors and knocked a strong man away with just a glass of water and wine. The method was shocking and made many monks afraid.
"You are really so domineering that you go to war in the largest city of the human race. Is it the same thing if you don't follow the city's rules? By acting like this, you are arrogant, contemptuous of all heroes, and want to make enemies of all monks?" The middle-aged Taoist nun sneered.
"It's obviously a grudge between you and me. Why do you involve so many innocent people? Slander me as a murderer and instigate so many people to deal with me. Don't you think it's a shame?" Ye Fan looked at her with a look in his eyes.
Guang Zhanzhan, every word was like the sound of a sword, which made people's ears buzz, and said: "Do your best to invite people, and when you enter the training ground tomorrow, no matter how many people come, I will take them all!"
You come up with dark tricks, and I kill them with a bright sword. This is Ye Fan's murderous intention. What he did in the end was just the word "war".
In an instant, it was extremely cold in the sky, biting to the bone, and the two sides were at war with each other. It seemed that a big battle was about to begin before they even entered the trial ground.
Suddenly, there was a scream and the beast roared, as if something abnormal had happened.
Some monks rode into the city on exotic ancient beasts. Naturally, there was a place to take care of these mounts outside Tianque. At this time, a big chaos broke out.
The roar of the savage beast came in. The sound was so loud that many people at the middle-aged Taoist nun's table changed their faces. They stood up and rushed out.
Outside the Tianque, there was chaos and shouts.
"Whose horse is this, showing off here?" came an angry voice.
Ye Fan and Miao Wei looked at each other and walked out. They saw that the place where the horses were taken care of was extremely chaotic, and the roars of birds and beasts continued.
"I don't eat grass, I only eat meat. These two beasts provoked me, so I roasted them as a last resort!" Ryoma's arrogant voice came.
The middle-aged Taoist nuns, Lan Feng, Hongliu and others had grim expressions on their faces, and two of them were even more ashen-faced. Their mounts were dying and were being grilled on the fire.
The owner of Tianque had a sad face. He sent some spiritual herbs, but the dragon and horse ignored them. A peacock and a golden sniper next to him taunted, speaking harshly and quite disrespectfully, because they knew that their master wanted to target the owner of the red-scaled horse.
The result was very sad. Ryoma was a hooligan. He hugged three hooves on the spot, kicked the powerful peacock and golden sniper, rolled his eyes, fainted, directly plucked out their hair, and burned them with red fire. At this time, the smell of meat came out
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"What...is going on? How can a horse be so arrogant!" the middle-aged Taoist nun and others asked coldly.
"What are you looking at? It's rare and strange. Have you never seen such a handsome horse that eats meat?" Longma choked. (To be continued.)