Ye Fan smiled and walked calmly in the center of this glorious hall, with countless petals paved carpet under his feet, leaning against the back of a dozen long tables at the palace gate, no one had yet sat down, and then walked forward, on the left was Kunlun and the golden immortals and their proud protégés and true disciples, and on the right were the heads and entourages of the major factions.

The table was divided into two sides, and there was a difference in priority on each side, and those disciples and followers set up another position outside the main table, after the sect masters of each family.

Whether it is a Kunlun Zhongren or the head of the three clans and four clans, most of their attitudes towards Ye Fan at this moment are full of doubts and fears.

Because no one can see through his strength, see through the strength of the two women behind him!

The man in green clothes sitting closest to the left hand of the temple gate, a little cold star bloomed on his robe, his eyebrows and hair were half white, half black, giving people a very strange feeling, this person was the Yiyun Crane among the ten golden immortals, a body of extinction of infinite Xuangong, both good and evil.

After many years, Jing Xiangyun's appearance has not changed at all, she looks more fairy in a white dress, with ice muscles and jade bones, without a trace of flaws, compared with Luo Xuan, there is only a little less smile.

Behind Jing Xiangyun is Jing Xiaoyue, who has regained her beauty and true appearance.

The two women were staring at Ye Fan's face tightly, as if they had become suspicious.

Ye Fan's gaze swept over the two of them slightly, and then turned to the right. Tang Baliang, who was dressed in a black robe, was sitting squarely, facing each other with Yi Yunhe, and behind him, Tang Lingxue with a cold face was sitting!

But at the moment when Tang Lingxue and Ye Fan's eyes intertwined, her hands trembled violently, and she almost spilled the spiritual tea on the table.

It's him! It's him! It's him! Others can't recognize it, Tang Lingxue can definitely recognize Ye Fan's identity, to put it mildly, he can recognize his eyes when he turns into ashes! Over the years, Tang Lingxue has already inquired about the true identity of Master Danfeng in private, and ten years ago she had already found out the news from the Cultivators' Association, and when she heard about the battle in Maoshan, Ye Fan and the Dao Sect and others disappeared and their whereabouts were unknown, which cut off her idea of searching.

But just a few months ago, she overheard Ye Fan's news in Pengyun City, and immediately made up her mind to wait, wasting two months in vain, and still couldn't wait. A few days before she came to Kunlun, she heard that the master of the Sanxiu Pavilion had been replaced, and his surname was Ye, which made Tang Lingxue's heart rekindle the flame of hope, she didn't know if she was right or wrong, based on gratitude, or what, but she just couldn't control her thoughts, and those two faces appeared in front of her all day and night, and the last two faces merged together, which was the eyes that could never be forgotten!

At this moment, these eyes were less than a few steps away from her, within reach, Tang Lingxue resisted the urge to call out his name, but her eyes could no longer be removed from Ye Fan.

With so many familiar faces and so many suspicious eyes, the atmosphere in the hall seemed a little strange.

Ye Fan's gaze was always wandering, whether it was an acquaintance or an unfamiliar face, he never glanced at it, just swept it away.

No matter which master it is, it is not enough to be surprised in his eyes, he just needs to know it in his heart.

He saw an old acquaintance in the banquet on the left again, no, it should be said that he was the great enemy!

The ploughing heavenly dao people among the top ten golden immortals!

Even when he saw this enemy, Ye Fan was still unfazed, smiling calmly, his heart was already strong enough, he had imagined all kinds of possibilities, and he had already expected it to be in the column.

In front of the table opposite Litian, there was a young man in gray cloth who was about thirty years old, this man with starry eyes and sword eyebrows and extraordinary handsomeness was none other than the Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sect Master Jian Wuyan!

Jian Wuya's outfit is quite special, and there is a rusty bronze long sword hanging from his waist, which is very much the style of an ancient swordsman. Few ordinary innate monks will hang a sword around their waists, unless they are really poor enough to have no storage bags, and the habit of sword boundlessness is really unusual.

What's even more unusual is the apprentice behind him, the young swordsman who is dressed in white like snow and doesn't squint, this person is carrying two crossed long swords behind his back! It's just that the master has a strange temper, and so is this apprentice, the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is really short of storage bags? Of course it's impossible, a thousand spirit stones can buy a storage bag, and any innate cultivator who has been in the Void Realm for a few years can buy it, let alone the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

This white-clothed swordsman, Ye Fan actually knew him, he was the Ximen Muzhou he met in Saoxia Mountain back then!

After many years, Ximen Muzhou also joined the Sword Sect, and it seemed that he had obtained the true inheritance of the Sword Boundless, Ye Fan couldn't help but sigh, this world is really too small, look up and don't look down.

Yes, as soon as he looked up, he saw a charming face with a smile, staring at himself with an ambiguous smile, Yang Liu!

I don't know why, as soon as Ye Fan saw the willow, he thought of a word - water-based poplar!

This woman's cultivation must be charming, and even the blink of an eye has its own discharge effect, which must not be provoked.

There is also a woman behind Yang Liu, this woman looks pleasing to the eye, not excessively demonic, dignified and virtuous, and also a great beauty. This should be the future ruler of the Yang family, Yang Fragments, and at least half of the four major families will be ruled by women in the next few decades.

The women's intuition was really terrifying, Ye Fan felt that there were more than ten people present, and all the women stared at him with scrutiny, more aggressive and unpredictable than those old guys.

Further back, Ye Fan saw Qin Zhongyuan, who was disguised as Mo Ying, sitting behind a man with long hair, this man looked very young on the right side of his face, and wore half a silver mask on his left face, covering his miserable cheeks, in his arms, there was a sleeping golden retriever animal, like a fox, and like a certain kind of small dog, there is no doubt that this person is a peerless golden immortal!

With both Jedi and Ink Shadow present, it seems that things are going very well, and her incubation work is perfect.

Next to the sky, there is a fat guy sitting upright, this person has a fat head and big ears, a bald head always smiles like a Buddha, and a hand-cranked fan, shaped like Maitreya, this person's name is also well-known in the virtual world, and he is the carefree Venerable among the ten golden immortals!

Venerable Xiaoyao brought two high-ranking disciples, both of whom were little fat people, and seemed to have won the true inheritance of Venerable.

Of the six Kunlun Golden Immortals who arrived first, Ye Fan saw five, and the last one was very forward, and there were only two vacant seats in front of him. This white-robed old man had white hair, a ruddy face like a baby, sat quietly with his eyes closed, and did not bring an apprentice to follow, judging from his appearance, he should be the oldest Pang Gu Jin Immortal.

In front of the table opposite Pang Gu, Ning Bingwei looked coldly at Ye Fan and the three of them who walked into the main hall, and Grandma Wen behind her showed a little fear in her expression.

Ning Bingwei, who attended the meeting on behalf of the Ruthless Ice Palace, had already expected to see Ye Fan here, but she didn't expect that Ye Fan would change his face to show people, it would be too embarrassing to do so, and he must have ulterior motives!

Before Ning Bingwei's seat, there were still two vacant seats, and Ye Fan did not hesitate to choose the first table closest to the right hand of the main seat!

As he sat down, Jedi couldn't help but let out a cold snort. Although Luo Xuan has invited Ye Fan to take a seat, this position is very important, and he occupied the first place as soon as he came, and he didn't even have a little modesty and courtesy, which really made people look uncomfortable.

And he walked all the way into the main hall, without greeting anyone, this arrogance and arrogance suppressed the peerless brilliance that had always been cold and arrogant.

Ye Fan didn't think so at all, and lazily elongated his tone: "Oh, when will the banquet start?

Venerable Xiaoyao waved his pu fan and smiled and said: "The good day has not arrived, Lord Ye Pavilion does not need to be anxious, I will first take charge of the senior brother and toast you." ”

He picked up the jade cup in front of him and invited Ye Fan from afar.

"Hey, His Holiness is too polite, the first time I participated in this Yaochi event, I should give you a cup of junior brother, and if you are willing to appreciate your face, please drink this cup. Ye Fan stood up, pinched a wine jug, poured it for himself, and then swept his gaze over the entire hall.

Everyone quickly weighed in their hearts, whether to give this face or not?

As the host, it is said that Kunlun can't help but give face, but only Venerable Xiaoyao got up with a smile, and the other four golden immortals were indifferent, and they didn't even pour wine with their hands.

This time, most of the field is cold!

Ning Bingwei didn't give him face either, the revenge of the Ruthless Ice Palace hadn't been avenged, the master didn't know whether he was alive or dead, why did he show favor to him?

Ye Fan pinched the wine glass, but he didn't feel embarrassed, he always smiled, waiting for the result, as long as someone was willing to raise a glass, then he could get out of today's banquet.

This cup of wine is a life and death charm, and those who eat this cup of toast are friends, and if they don't eat it, then ask for more blessings.

"Giggles, Ye Pavilion Master, little sister will have a drink with you. Yang Liu twisted his waist and got up, and his coquettish and smiling demeanor was very confusing.

She was the first to take the initiative to get up, giving Ye Fan enough face. In fact, no matter what her position is, no one will have anything to do with a woman, all the people present are the big people at the top of the imaginary pyramid, and the intrigue is also surging under the water as a last resort, and it will not be easy to put it on the table.

Tang Baliang thought about it, but he still didn't move after all, the attitude of all the people in Kunlun was very clear, and most of them were more disgusted with this Ye Pavilion Master, if they took the initiative to show favor at this time, it was equivalent to standing on the opposite side of Kunlun. As for the friendship between Venerable Xiaoyao and Luo Xuan, perhaps it only represents their personal wishes, according to the rule of the minority obeying the majority, Tang Baliang still decided to follow the crowd. He had also thought about it, this Ye Pavilion Lord might be Master Danfeng, if it was really him, then he would be Kunlun's enemy, and Master Danfeng had grievances and grievances with the Tang family, no matter how Ling Xue dealt with his relationship with him in the future, as the ancestor of the family, Tang Baliang could not risk being an enemy of Kunlun here.

"How can you drink without me?" The most unexpected sword Wuyan directly picked up the wine jug, opened his mouth and poured it into his stomach, the long hair on his temples fluttered, looking very bold.

"Haha, please!" Ye Fan raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, who is the enemy and who is the friend, it is already very clear!

"Why didn't you see Fairy Luo Xuan?" Outside the main hall, a middle-aged man's voice came, and a new guest arrived!