So, Ye Fan said: "Since you all know that Ouyang Feng is a master of using swords, then you have to give me a sword and let me defend myself!"

He was very depressed, the last time he fought with the Lord of the Shadow Stream, it was because he had no weapons, and he was pressed and beaten by the Lord of the Shadow Flow at the beginning.

After all, as long as the realm difference is very large, a high-grade weapon can improve one's combat power a lot, Ouyang Feng, as a veteran kendo king, coupled with the century-old heritage of Qingyu Castle, must have the help of a top-notch sword.

The patriarch of the Yan clan glanced at Ye Fan and said: "This is my clan's starry sky iron and stone sword, you must have used it too, I will lend it to you again this time, but after using it, we must return it to our Yan clan, otherwise the Yan clan and you are incompatible!"

Ye Fan took the Starry Sky Iron Sword and immediately said, "Isn't it just a sword? Is it necessary to be so stingy? Give it to me, after all, I am so iron with the Yan Clan!"

I have to say that when he is shameless, Ye Fan is definitely the strongest man.

But the patriarch of the Yan clan despised him fiercely, and then said: "That's just what you think is the relationship iron, my Yan clan doesn't have much to do with you!"

Ye Fan was very angry, this old guy didn't give himself any face at all, this is simply a face-splitting face!

So, he said: "Do you think I'm rare? If it weren't for the lack of a suitable weapon, this sword would have been used by Lao Tzu, and Lao Tzu would really not have been rare with your so-called starry sky iron and stone sword!"

"Such an ugly black sword doesn't match Lao Tzu's handsome face!"

"Hmph, then you can fight Ouyang Feng with your bare hands!"

The patriarch of the Yan clan snorted coldly, glared at Ye Fan, and then left to continue to arrange defenses.

Ye Fan began to ponder, Qingyu Castle was definitely not the opponent of the Yan Clan, why was the Yan Clan so solemn.

Could it be that there are other means in Qingyu Castle, he really doesn't know, in addition to Ouyang Feng, there are any masters in Qingyu Castle, even if there is, he has never heard of it.

At this moment, Ye Fan thought that the Yan Clan's doing this would be a bit unfounded.

The Yan Clan's defenses were not weak, and they had a lot of lurking personnel on the periphery, so it could be said that what happened thirty miles away could not escape their eyes.

And at this stage, Alice, who is the holy daughter of the Yan clan, has not yet left the customs, after all, she is in the critical period of retreat, and the people of the Yan clan will never bother.

The Great Elder and the Patriarch of the Yan Clan guarded the Yan Clan respectively, and with such two top powerhouses guarding them, the Yan Clan's defense could be described as impregnable.

As for the woods outside the Yan Clan, there are many traps, and I have to say that this time the Yan Clan's hand is bigger, beyond Ye Fan's imagination.

At night, with the roar of a beast in the woods, breaking the silence of the forest, the patriarch of the Yan clan immediately ordered an attack.

Seeing that the Yan Clan warrior was coming from the forest, Ouyang Feng immediately scolded: "Take out the long sword in your hand and let them know that my Qingyu Fort is not a soft egg!"

"Yes!"

"Prove your honor with your blood, kill and cut off the heads of your enemies and raise your prestige!"

Ouyang Feng immediately ordered, and hundreds of people from Qingyu Castle moved forward to kill.

However, at this moment, a series of arrows attacked from the dim forest.

The warriors of Qingyu Castle who rushed to the front fell one after another.

Ouyang Feng said disdainfully: "A bunch of waste!"

He immediately took out the Yuanhong sword, his eyes were blood-red, and he slashed down with a sword, and there were at least twenty Yan archers with their skin and flesh open, and there was no place to bury them.

At this time, the patriarch of the Yan clan bombarded and struck Ouyang Feng.

I saw him scolding Ouyang Feng: "Ouyang Feng, I spared you from dying back then, but I didn't expect you to be so arrogant and self-defeating, today, I will no longer keep your hand!"

"This sentence is what I want to say to you, you deceived people too much back then, and today, I will use the sword in my hand to regain my shame!"

He immediately ran towards the patriarch of the Yan clan.

The two began to fight, and I have to say that Ouyang Feng, who had the Yuanhong Sword, was not only an evenly matched battle, but also endlessly terrifying.

The battle between the two is imminent, and that is called a hearty one.

The strength of the Yan clan patriarch is stronger than Ouyang Feng, even though the two of them are in the same realm, but this has already involved a more rigorous war, just like the innate master also has the distinction between a king and an ordinary martial artist.

Emperor-level masters are even tighter, Ouyang Feng has just entered the emperor-level not long ago, how can he be an old emperor-level opponent like the Yan clan patriarch, but he has the Yuanhong Sword.

The Yuanhong Sword is one of his magic weapons.

If Ouyang Feng didn't have the Yuanhong Sword, then he would definitely not be the opponent of the Yan Clan Patriarch, but with the Yuanhong Sword, his combat power was too strong.

Even the patriarch of the Yan clan had to avoid his edge.

As the battle continued, the battle between the two appeared to be a little weak, and this was a war of attrition.

Ouyang Feng knew that he couldn't be in this peak state for more than an hour, so for this reason, he and the Yan clan patriarch directly launched the pinnacle battle, and every move was extremely vicious.

"Whew!"

A sword aura slashed, and the patriarch of the Yan clan couldn't avoid it, and was slashed by the Yuan Hong in Ouyang Feng's hand, and blood flowed out in an instant.

But just when Ouyang Feng was proud. The patriarch of the Yan clan was powerful, and he threw out a hidden weapon and hit Ouyang Feng.

Ouyang Feng flew out upside down, and the big tree behind him was broken by his waist, and after the collision, Ouyang Feng shook his dizzy head, and then killed again.

At this time, the patriarch of the Yan clan condensed the power in his hand, and in an instant, a golden light flashed out, revealing majestic internal force and coercion.

Ouyang Feng didn't dare to underestimate the patriarch of the Yan clan, if it weren't for the Yuanhong Sword in his hand, he wouldn't have the courage to fight with the patriarch of the Yan clan.

At this moment, a loud shout came.

"Let me meet you!"

It was Ye Fan, and as soon as Ye Fan arrived, he saw the scene of the battle between the patriarch of the Yan clan and Ouyang Feng, and he raised his vigilance in his heart.

Because he saw that the patriarch of the Yan clan was injured, the patriarch of the Yan clan was a rare master in the world, and his strength far surpassed that of the Lord of the Shadow Stream, but they were all injured.

It is conceivable that Ouyang Feng's strength is really not covered.

The patriarch of the Yan clan said: "This person's strength is not terrifying, but the sword in his hand is very strange, revealing a chilling depression in the heart!

Ye Fan nodded, in fact, as long as he regarded the person as an opponent, he had never underestimated it, including this time, Ouyang Feng was a kendo master who had been famous for many years, how could he underestimate it.

At this time, Ouyang Feng said disdainfully: "Who are you?"

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that you will know how terrible I am next, I am the man who can make you scared!"

Ye Fan said coldly.

"Chill me? It's the funniest joke I've ever heard. ”

"Since you are in a hurry to find death, then I will kill you together today!"

He rushed towards Ye Fan quickly.

Ye Fan brandished the starry sky heavy sword in his hand.

"Bump!"

The two swords collided, and Ye Fan felt that his heart was vibrating, this power was too huge.

Ouyang Feng withdrew later.

Seeing his sword body, Ye Fan was suddenly dumbfounded, it was as hard as a starry sky iron and stone sword, and it would even crack, and the other party's sword was inevitably too terrifying.

You must know that this starry sky ironstone sword is not an ordinary sword, the whole body is forged from starry sky meteorite, and it can be called a sharp weapon for sharpening iron like clay.

But such a high-grade sword was actually cracked, and the Yuanhong Sword in Ouyang Feng's hand was inevitably too terrifying.

(End of chapter)