Chapter 80: Domineering President? No, it's you thinking too much

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After He Taichong, the second elder of Huashan and the others left, Ye Fan looked at the six factions present and said loudly,

"I don't know what other masters are willing to teach."

The words landed, and the audience was silent,

Without him, just because the feeling that Ye Fan gave everyone before, it was really shocking,

From the initial injury to two of the five elders of Kongtong, and then to the forcible seizure of the Heavenly Sword, he effortlessly defeated the master of Shaolin emptiness, wiped the heroes, and even picked the seven interception formations of Zhenwu and the positive and negative two ritual formations.

This series of competitions really made everyone a little dizzying.

What's more, from beginning to end, Ye Fan has never revealed his martial arts roots, that is, he may still have hole cards.

Thinking of this, the six factions present couldn't help but hesitate, when they encountered such a mysterious opponent, could they really fight?

"The little woman Zhou Zhiruo is willing to use Emei swordsmanship to ask her son for a few tricks!"

A gentle female voice sounded from the crowd, as pleasant as a clear spring, everyone turned around, only to see a cyan shadow, walking towards the stage in the distance,

Light, clear, elegant, spiritual, beautiful, immortal,

From a distance, there is a kind of charm from the bones, like a fairy descending to earth, is a very rare beautiful woman in the world, for a while, many people actually look a little stupid,

When she approached, Ye Fan looked at it carefully,

It embodies the bell spirit of the Han water, the beauty of Emei, the fireworks of the world, the beauty of the water and the moon in the south of the Yangtze River, warm and moist like jade, clear as water, elegant and elegant, beautiful and more than constant, beautiful and vulgar, out of the dust like a fairy, beautiful as a celestial person.

Zhou Zhiruo,

This rare stunning woman in the golden book is superior in terms of appearance and talent.

Compared to her,

Huang Rong was less atmospheric, and Ren Yingying lacked a trace of determination.

At the beginning, Zhou Zhiruo, Xiuruo Zhilan, elegant and refined, between gestures, there is a clear spirit in the Emei landscape,

And in the later stage, she completely exploded Zhao Min, who was also one of the heroines, and carried a faction forward with her own strength, the ice and snow came out of the dust, the lion slaughtering conference was the best, and she won the top spot with the body of a woman, and she shocked thousands of heroes, which is really glorious.

It's a pity,

Only in terms of feelings, Zhou Zhiruo lost to Zhao Min, who was also excellent, but this can only be blamed on Zhang Wuji's lack of eyes, not Zhou Zhiruo's lack of excellence.

"Miss Zhou,"

Looking at the beautiful and vulgar woman in front of him, Ye Fan raised the Yitian Sword in his hand, and said with a smile, "With the girl's martial arts, if she is not the enemy below, the girl is afraid that she is here for the Yitian Sword, right?" ”

The extermination master in the audience also recovered from the shock, and when she saw that her beloved disciple actually came to the stage to challenge Ye Fan, she couldn't help but say loudly,

"Zhiruo, come back quickly!"

"Master,"

Zhou Zhiruo turned around, and a trace of stubbornness flashed on her beautiful face, "The Heavenly Sword is a thing of my Emei faction, and the disciple is desperate to bring it back." ”

"Miss Zhou is quite confident,"

Ye Fan smiled, and a hint of imperceptible appreciation flashed in his eyes, "But even if the girl wins, why should she give you the Heavenly Sword?" For some reason, seeing the stubborn look on this weak girl's face, Ye Fan couldn't help but want to tease.

"Choke,"

What answered Ye Fan was a dazzling sword light,

"Chok,"

Facing Zhou Zhiruo's sword, Ye Fan stretched out two fingers seemingly casually, and firmly clamped it in the eyes of everyone who couldn't believe it.

"I said it, Miss Zhou, you are not an opponent in the next place, go down."

Saying that, Ye Fan's fingers were slightly forced, and he wanted to force Zhou Zhiruo out of the ring with the power of two fingers.

Looking at the girl's gradually reddened face, many people in the audience couldn't help but want to go up to help Zhou Zhiruo, but when they saw Ye Fan opposite her, many people secretly dispelled this idea.

Suddenly, there was another exclamation on the field,

It turned out that Zhou Zhiruo actually abandoned the long sword and rushed towards Ye Fan with one empty hand.

"Bump,"

Before she could get closer, an invisible force knocked her back again and again, but the latter was not discouraged, but rushed towards Ye Fan again,

"Bump,"

The third time,

"Bump,"

Fourth,

"Bump,"

"As I said, you're not my opponent, if that's the case, then don't blame you for being polite!" The voice grew colder, and everyone in the audience shuddered unconsciously,

Finally, someone couldn't help it,

"Let go of Miss Zhou!"

A figure rushed out from the direction of the Wudang faction, and stabbed Ye Fan's heart with a sword.

"Bump,"

Before he could get closer, Ye Fan kicked him away as if he had eyes on his back!

"Qingshu,"

Seeing this, Song Yuanqiao hurriedly ran out, caught Song Qingshu, who had already fainted, and glared at Ye Fan angrily, "Don't you think your Excellency has done a little too much?" ”

"Excessive?"

Ye Fan sneered, "Song Daxia means that I shouldn't do this to Miss Zhou, or does I mean that I hurt Ling Lang?" It seems that this is Miss Zhou's willingness, as for Ling Lang,"

Saying that, Ye Fan couldn't help but glance at Song Qingshu, as if he said with pity, "I suggest that Song Daxia should teach Ling Lang well, if it weren't for Zhang Zhenren's face, he probably wouldn't be able to go down to this bright top today." ”

"If you want to be a hero and save beauty, you have to see if you have the ability!"

"You,"

Song Yuanqiao was angry, but thinking that he was not Ye Fan's opponent, and his beloved son was injured in the hands of this person, he was unconscious, so he had to put down his cruel words, "I will definitely ask Ye Gongzi for a few tricks another day!" After speaking, he hugged Song Qingshu who was in a coma and walked in the direction of the Wudang faction.

"Song Daxia, I'm tired of bringing a message to Zhang Zhenren for me, I will go to Wudang Mountain in person another day and ask him for advice."

Hearing this, Song Yuanqiao's figure trembled unconsciously, but in the end he didn't look back, and walked back to the camp of the Wudang faction with a slow step, looking a little bleak.

"Miss Zhou,"

I saw Ye Fan suddenly turn his head and look at Zhou Zhiruo, "It's not impossible for the girl to want to return to the Heavenly Sword, but there is a request below." ”

"Say,"

Hearing this, Zhou Zhiruo hurriedly replied, her tone full of excitement.

"As long as the girl is willing to stay in this bright top, I can return the Heavenly Sword to your faction," Ye Fan said, staring at Zhou Zhiruo with a pair of eyes, as if waiting for her answer.

"Zhiruo, don't promise him!"

The exterminator hurriedly said, "I don't believe it, I try my best to get the Emei faction up and down, and I can't get back a Heavenly Sword!" ”

"I don't know what Miss Zhou thinks?"

"How did the little woman get into the eyes of the son?" Zhou Zhiruo frowned and said, "Besides, with the appearance and martial arts of the son, it is not difficult to find a good match, right?" ”

"Heh," Ye Fan smiled disdainfully, looked into Zhou Zhiruo's eyes, and said word by word, "If you say, what if you only fall in love with Miss Zhou?" ”