He Meiyun's heart was shocked, because she saw a trace of murderous intent from the depths of Ye Fan's eyes, and that cold gaze made her can't help but feel a little chilled.

Moreover, Ye Fan also spread a huge aura, which made her chest hurt a little, and even made her feel suffocated by her breathing.

"Okay, what a sharp-eyed and sharp-mouthed Ye Fan!"

Although He Meiyun was stunned for a short time, after all, he was a figure of a sect master, so he immediately calmed down, looked at Ye Fan with a smile, and urged Meishu to say: "I actually cherish your talents, if you give up this marriage, I promise to let you choose a girl among my disciples at will! Or even a few girls, as your concubine! If you don't agree?"

Her eyes suddenly became cold, but her expression was still charming and cute, extremely moving, and she said slowly: "Then, you are the enemy of our Meiyun Sect! Guwumen, unlike the secular world, financial resources and power are useless! Here you speak with strength! Do you have the courage to challenge our Meiyun Sect?"

When there was a loud sound, Yue Qingshan, who didn't know when he drew his sword in his hand, saw He Meiyun's soft rippling eyes, and the sword had fallen to the ground.

Baishi Daoren and Chen Qingmen saw He Meiyun's charming appearance, and their hearts were all shaken, and they only felt that in order to make her smile, it was worth dying, and they couldn't stand steadily.

"Three thousand weak water, I only take one scoop to drink!"

Ye Fan's eyes were determined, his eyes bloomed with cold light, he looked directly at He Meiyun's beautiful eyes with contempt, and sneered disdainfully: "Don't say it's your disciple, even if you He Meiyun is my concubine, I won't take a look." Compared to Xincheng, you are just some white bones wrapped in beautiful skins! Are you Meiyun Sect very powerful? Not to mention that I am the head of the Ye family, I am just an ordinary person, so I am very lowly? Today, I want to try ......"

Ye Fan's words were not small, and they spread far away, and Gu Xincheng, who was still in the stone room, could hear it clearly, and the tears of emotion had already rolled down.

"You are a secular person like an ant, and you still want to argue with our Meiyun Sect, it's really beyond your strength! Don't think that if you have Zhiyang Zhenren to help you, I will be polite to you! Kill you, he Zhiyang Zhenren, he doesn't dare to say anything to me?"

He Meiyun didn't expect that she had already performed a charm technique, but Ye Fan was still unmoved, which made her feel a strong sense of frustration, and then heard Ye Fan so sarcastic, not taking Meiyun Sect and her He Meiyun in her eyes, and the anger in her heart was even worse.

But he still maintained a coquettish smile on his face, and said coquettishly: "Lichen, kill me for me!" As long as you kill him and marry Xincheng, you will be the first head disciple!"

Lichen originally had a skin-to-skin relationship with Ye Fan, but now he chatted with Ye Yingluo for a long time, listened to many of Ye Fan's funny deeds when he was a child, and also had a good impression of Ye Fan in his heart.

However, in the Ancient Martial Arts, in order to compete for scarce cultivation resources, almost everyone became ruthless, the six relatives did not recognize it, and this was even more true of Lichen.

Otherwise, she would not have killed Chen Libing, who had a relationship with her, with one sword!

What's more, at this moment, He Meiyun promised her that as long as she killed Ye Fan, she would be the senior sister of the head of the family, and she might inherit the position of head in the future, and she would be even more murderous towards Ye Fan.

Lichen took out his long sword, pointed at Ye Fan, and said disdainfully: "Senior Brother Ye, please give me advice! We are martial artists who belong to the same sect, you are a yellow-level cultivator, and I am an earth-level cultivator who is higher than you, I will let you make three moves!"

Her gaze was cold, but her tone was understated, as if Ye Fan was an ant she could crush at will, and she needed to use her own strength.

Yue Qingshan's sword fell just now, and he was glared at fiercely by the Baishi Dao people, and heard her say that Ye Fan was just a Huang-rank cultivator, thinking that this moment was an opportunity to make up for his mistakes, he pulled out a machete, and said angrily: "A yellow-level low-handed, why do you need Senior Sister Chen's shot?" Qingshan is not talented, only in the middle of the Xuan-rank, but it is enough to deal with this kid!"

He Meiyun and the Baishi Dao people, as well as the more than twenty Dao Aunts of the Meiyun Sect who were onlookers, all looked at Ye Fan with disdain, they expected that Ye Fan's strength was not good, otherwise, he could have done it directly to Lu Hanbing just now!

Those Dao Gu are all delicate, about seventeen or eighteen years old, in their early twenties, and their temperaments are also relatively lively, when they see Chen and Yue Qingshan, they want to make a move, look at Ye Fan's gaze or sympathy, or disdain, and decide that Ye Fan is definitely not an opponent, and they are talking about it-

"Hey, this kid is sincere to Senior Sister Wangfan, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to our Meiyun Sect to find trouble......"

"What's the use of being sincere? Our sect leader values the strength the most, and he is just a Huang-level cultivator, not even as good as me, how can he be worthy of a senior sister who has a late stage of the earth?"

"Yes, Senior Sister is a cultivation wizard, otherwise, there wouldn't be so many sects that want to marry her!"

"He's so stupid! He dares to be disrespectful to our sect leader, it's really beyond his strength, if he pleads a lot and says some soft words, maybe our sect leader will have a benevolent attack, and he will agree!"

"The Yellow Rank is low-handed, that fat man is really interesting, but yes, the Yellow Rank master may be very strong in the secular world, but compared to the real people in the rivers and lakes, it is really low-handed!"

"You won't fall in love with that fat man, will you? He's a bit of a high-ranking disciple, and his strength is also at the Xuan level, so I can help you tell the master later, and it's a good thing for you!

"You little hoof, you've just taken a fancy to him!"

……

The discussion was very noisy, and the topic was getting farther and farther, as if in the eyes of these young Daogu, there was no suspense in the battle in the field, and there was no point to watch.

It should be over in a minute! The Yellow Rank has a low hand, not to mention compared to the Ground Rank Master, even compared to the Xuan Rank Master, it is not enough for people to stuff their teeth!

"Brother Yue, don't you want to come over and grab it when you see a soft persimmon?"

She didn't want Yue Qingshan to take the credit, killing Ye Fan didn't mean much to him, but it meant a lot to herself!

"Senior sister, I'm sorry, I'm afraid that you will suffer, but he is just a Huang-level cultivator, you will definitely not suffer!" As soon as he touched Chen's charming gaze, Yue Qingshan immediately blushed, scratched his ears and cheeks shyly, and said, "Please make a move!"

Seeing Yue Qingshan's cute and honest appearance, all the Dao Aunts giggled again, and the scene was chaotic and discussed.

There were actually a few Taoist aunts with pungent personalities, who couldn't stop flattering Ye Fan, persuading him to admit defeat quickly, not to humiliate himself, and he lost his life at a young age.

But, all of a sudden, all the laughter, all came to an abrupt end.

I only heard Ye Fan say slowly: "Don't be embarrassed by the two of you, in order to save time, there are still dead fat people, you can go together!"

There was an eerie silence at the scene, but in an instant, a louder frolic sound broke out, and many young Dao aunts couldn't stand up with laughter.

"Haha, Huang-level cultivation, fighting alone against the two masters of the Xuan Rank and the Ground Rank, he still has a sense of humor!"

"Lack of heart? Alas, Senior Sister Wufan is such a smart person, but she likes a fool!"

"You know Mao, this is called love!"

"What an infatuated man, so touched! If he is in this battle, not dead, not disfigured, I am ready to marry him!"

However, the people of Baishi Dao suddenly found that Ye Fan in front of him suddenly seemed to be a different person, and that feeling was ...... It's as if Ye Fan is an unsheathed sword......

He has a lot of combat experience, his eyes are old, his face became solemn, and he said slowly: "Qingshan, you step down ......"

However, he said this a little late!

"I hate it when people call me a dead fat man! Round, it's also a kind of body!" Yue Qingshan was furious and drank viciously.

The fat and strong body jumps up unexpectedly lightly, showing amazing light body kung fu.

A move to split Huashan, the blade is wide and the back of the heavy machete, like Mount Tai pressing the top, straight to the top of Ye Fan's head. The knife wind was strong, and the faces of the people around him hurt.

The dead leaves and raindrops within a zhang of the surrounding area are scattered and agitated along the trajectory of the blade as the middle line.

The power is endless!

"Fat brother is so handsome!"

"Fart! That's cool!"

"I'm going to soak him!"

The little Dao aunts applauded and cheered one after another, and the cheers rang out from heaven to earth, and they were shocked by the power of this knife, and it seemed that the next moment, Ye Fan was about to splatter five steps of blood and die on the spot.

And this dead fat man is also much taller and more handsome because of this!

Ye Yingluo secretly sneered, took a step back, and said coldly: "Sisters, I advise you to take a few steps back, otherwise, it will be difficult to wash off when the fat man's fat oil splashes on you!"

"Hehehehe, you really have a long face for your brother......"

"It must be your brother who dies, there is no suspense! You are ready to collect the body for him!" Several little Dao aunts sneered at each other.

Seeing that Ye Fan was about to die at Yue Qingshan's hand, Lichen was a little depressed, and said with a smile: "You still have to fight for merit in the dead fat man, this stinky boy's life is mine!"

The long sword trembled, and a cold light flashed, piercing Ye Fan's chest, the sword flower rolled, and the sword light was more than ten times faster than Yue Qingshan's machete!

A slab is a stier!

The little Taoist aunts have forgotten to cheer, and they are all dumbfounded, just like clay sculptures and wood carvings.

The strength of the dust has shocked them to the point of being speechless.

Even, He Meiyun's face also showed a look of praise. Except for Gu Xincheng, Lichen should be the most talented one among the next generation of the Meiyun Sect!

This move is long and long, and the sword intent has reached the point of water and milk blending, and people and swords have also reached the realm of unity of man and sword, without any gap!

She glanced at the Baishi Daoist standing next to her with a rather triumphant look, but she saw the Baishi Daoist slowly frowning, looking at the field with a slightly nervous gaze.

Could it be that there is any suspense in this battle? She quickly turned her head. The next scene made her stunned-

A puff of blood suddenly shot out from Yue Qingshan's chest in mid-air, and the next moment, from his left shoulder to his right waist, a shocking blood mark appeared, and the blood mark couldn't help but spread bigger and bigger, Yue Qingshan's body split into two and began to fall.

He hadn't even let out the slightest scream before he had turned into a corpse.

With He Meiyun's eyesight, she could still see that it was a strange black light that cut Yue Qingshan into two pieces, and before Yue Qingshan could land, that black light swept straight towards Chen's chest without stopping!

"Dust, little ......"

He Meiyun set off a storm in her heart, and before she could shout this exclamation, she found that it was too late!