Seeing the urine stains on the crotch of Wang Hai's pants, the elders and children couldn't help but scoff.

To be honest, they usually don't like Wang Hai, and they don't have the ability, but relying on his uncle as the deputy head, they often look like dogs, and often do things that are not as good as animals, but it's just hard to say.

Therefore, when Ye Fan wanted to mention Wang Hai, everyone really wanted to kick Wang Hai out of the door.

There is no nonsense, find Wang Hai, who directly collects it like a waste, and returns to the sect.

Ye Fan and the Danfeng people returned to the Holy Land of Western Xinjiang, and the sarcophagus returned to the tomb hall.

Feng Jiuxiang first arranged for the clansmen to rearrange the passage poison gas, and then found Ye Fan, and said gratefully:

"Brother Ye, this time it is really thanks to you, if it weren't for your help, the Danfeng clan and the ancestral spirit coffin would be destroyed, the great favor is beyond retribution, I heard Yirou say, you need the Ten Thousand Poison Furnace, the Ten Thousand Poison Furnace is in the sarcophagus, please give me some time, I will definitely take it out as soon as possible and give it to Brother Ye." ”

Ye Fan hurriedly said: "No need, thank you seniors for your kindness." ”

"Then what's the matter, Brother Ye, if you can afford me, then don't say more, otherwise I really don't want to go. ”

Feng Jiuxiang said that this was on it, and Ye Fan was not good at refusing again.

Immediately, Ye Fan asked Feng Jiuxiang about the Sword Sect Master:

"Senior, do you know the strength of the Sword Sect Master, why did he take three months to fight me?"

"I don't know, in all these years, the Sword Sect Master has hardly shown up, if my guess is correct, he should be in retreat and cultivation. ”

Hearing this, Ye Fan's heart was a little solemn, and then he thought: The other party wants to fight again in three months, can he enter a new realm in three months?

I'm afraid that eight or nine out of ten are masters of the Huayuan Realm, and it is very likely that it is more than one product of the Huayuan Realm!

It's a lot of pressure!

Ye Fan immediately made a decision: he must seize the three months and strive to break through to the Huayuan Realm, even if he is not defeated by the Sword Sect Master, he will have more hope of living.

He immediately threw himself into cultivation, which can be said to be day and night, striving for every minute and second.

Soon, a week passed.

Ye Fan walked out of the Holy Land of Western Xinjiang and came to the Sword Sect again to mention Wang Hai.

Wang Tong had to hand over Wang Hai, and after Ye Fan mentioned the person, he left immediately.

Interestingly, Wang Hai was already so frightened that he cried and shouted desperately:

"Uncle save me, I know it's wrong, save me, I'm the only descendant of the Wang family, you can't let me die." ”

Oh, it's all at this time, and I still remember that he is the only descendant of the Wang family, do you still think it's a bargaining chip?

It's no use shouting, it's useless to shout louder!

Wang Tong clenched his fists tightly, both angry and powerless, he could only watch Ye Fan carry Wang Hai out of the Sword Sect.

Ye Fan directly brought Wang Hai to the grave of Suo Etu's family, and without being polite, he kicked out with two feet, breaking Wang Hai's kneecaps and making him kneel in front of the grave.

Wang Hai screamed again and again, knowing that death was on his way, he was so frightened that he spilled another bubble of urine in the crotch of his pants.

Kowtow and confess to Suo Lao's family. ”

"Okay, I'll kowtow, don't kill me, I confess my sins to them. ”

Wang Hai kowtowed vigorously one after another, and after kowtowing, he slapped himself in the mouth while admitting his mistakes and making amends.

said a lot, it sounded quite sincere, but Ye Fan would not spare him.

He drew his broken sword and said coldly:

"Suo Lao's family died under your sword, they can't take revenge, I came to make a wish for them. ”

After saying this, Ye Fan raised his sword and cut off one of Wang Hai's arms.

Wang Hai let out a terrible scream, crawling and trying to run, but Ye Fan stepped on his back, and said coldly and ruthlessly in his mouth:

"This is the sword you slashed the old man with, and I will give it back to you. ”

The broken sword flicked again, and the other arm was removed.

"This is the sword you slashed the old lady and gave it back to you. ”

Then came the three swords, the four swords......

After the Six Swords, Wang Hai was completely divided.

Finally revenge!

Ye Fan kowtowed three times in front of the grave and left.

He returned to the Holy Land of Western Xinjiang and devoted himself to cultivation again.

Two months later, Ye Fan Danhai's Bodhi Yuan Qi doubled, and he began to try to turn the Bodhi Yuan Qi into a Yuan Nucleus.

After several days and nights of hard work, he finally succeeded in turning Bodhi Yuan Qi into a Yuan Core before the three-month deadline.

Now, in his Danhai, it is different from before, and the Bodhi vitality has turned into a crystal clear bead, like a colorless water droplet.

Taking this step shows that Ye Fan has successfully set foot in the Transformation Yuan Realm and has become one of the few great powers in this world!

Ye Fan was naturally extremely happy, to be honest, he never thought that he could climb to such a peak, everything was like a dream.

In fact, from the moment Ye Fan comprehended the mysteries of heaven and earth contained in Bodhi's vitality, he was destined to break through to the Transformation Yuan Realm sooner or later.

It can also be said that the Transformation Yuan Realm is just the starting point, and what awaits Ye Fan is to explore the realm after the Transformation Yuan Realm.

At this point, no one has broken through the Huayuan Realm throughout the ages, can Ye Fan become the first person in history?

Let's wait and see!

Although he had already set foot in the Huayuan Realm, Ye Fan did not dare to be arrogant and careless, after all, the opponent was the sect master of the world's No. 1 swordsmanship sect, and he knew very well: the battle in a few days would never be easy!

Time never stops for anyone, it still moves forward at its pace.

In the blink of an eye, it was the last day of the three-month period.

Ye Fan stopped absorbing the aura, took a bath, and walked out of the Western Xinjiang Holy Land, walking aimlessly in the silent grassland alone.

He didn't think about the battle tomorrow, but thought about the family he was worried about, it had been almost two years since he came out, Lan Rui and Shen Yun were all okay?

Little Lemon is almost six years old, isn't it even more naughty?

Has Little Bell forgotten the pain, has it felt like home?

Thinking of this, Ye Fan's heart swelled with warmth, and he really wanted to go home easily after the first battle tomorrow......

And within the Sword Sect, the disciples of the Sword Sect all know that there will be a great battle tomorrow, and this battle will determine the future fate of the Sword Sect.

The children could not sleep peacefully, as if the sky was completely covered by a dark cloud, oppressing their minds and restless.

This night, the stone gate of the mountain behind the Sword Sect opened, and the Sword Sect Master came out of it.

Outside the stone gate, Wang Tong, the deputy head of the sect, was waiting with all the elders, and when he saw the sect master appear, he immediately saluted.

The sect leader's name is Hu Qingsong, he is thin and looks almost 80 years old, but his face is red, his eyes are as fine as stars, and he is not a little old.

He walked out, smiled faintly, and said:

"I've kept you waiting!"

"Congratulations to the sect master for re-entering the transformation realm, tomorrow's battle will definitely raise the prestige of my Sword Sect. Wang Tong said loudly.

"I hope so, let's talk about the other party's situation? What age, and what realm of cultivation?"

"30 years old, as for the cultivation of ......"

"What!?30s!?"

Before Wang Tong finished speaking, Hu Qingsong's face was full of surprise.

Normally, Hu Qingsong thought that the opponent was at least over sixty years old, but how could he know that he was only in his thirties......

(End of chapter)