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Chapter 1431 Gluttonous Tiger

Demon Huafan nodded heavily, except for a flattering smile on his face: "This is all the credit of the young master, without the young master silently cheering for me in my heart, how could I be able to kill this gluttonous tiger?"

Ye Qingyun had long been accustomed to Demon Huafan's sycophancy, and at this moment, he directly ignored Demon Huafan and focused his eyes on the ten warriors with swords in front of him.

Demon Fan didn't care about this, it seemed that he was also used to Ye Qingyun's ignorance, and he also set his eyes ahead.

The ten sword warriors were still talking and laughing, and they didn't feel that anyone was already here, nor did they find that the demon beast that was regarded as a treasure by its master had already died in the hands of Demon Huafan.

"The young master won't have an accident inside, right?" asked a puzzled look on one of his faces.

"Probably not!The young master is a hundred elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect, if he can obtain this seventh-level inheritance, I am afraid he can enter the top ten!" said the other person, his eyes rolling with excitement, thinking of something, and then said: "If this is the case, the tide rises, and we will have the day to turn over!"

A few people said.

At this moment, a strong aura came from behind.

Immediately after, a young man in silver armor and a silver helmet strode in, holding a sharp sword at his waist.

As soon as he came out, the eyes of the ten martial artists standing in front of him suddenly lit up, and they all said, "Young Master!"

A dogleg twitched his hot face, his face was full of flattery, looked at his young master, and said, "The young master must have succeeded in obtaining the seventh-level inheritance!"

When the other person heard this, he secretly thought, "What a sycophant, I don't care if I fall behind!

Thinking of this, he also hurriedly ran up, smiled on his face, and said: "The young master is the top 100 elite disciples of the Ancient Sword Sect! This is only a seventh-level inheritance, which is simply an insult to the IQ for the young master! Right, young master?"

Hearing this, Demon Huafan, who was far behind the rock, frowned directly, and looked at the two doglegs in front of him.

In his opinion, his kung fu is the best in the world, but after seeing these two people, he suddenly felt ashamed.

These two doglegs are too good to shoot on the back!

It's just that he found that the young man who was called the young master had a gloomy face, and with the words of the dog, the young man's face became more and more gloomy, and he was almost dripping blood.

Just when the dog leg next to him was about to speak again, the young man directly slapped it with a palm.

Slap it like an iron plate on the dog's leg's face!

Syllable!

A crisp slap sounded at this moment.

The dog's face was swollen and red, and he screamed, and his whole body fell directly to the ground.

When the martial artists around saw this scene, they knew that their young master was afraid that he had not completed the seventh-level inheritance.

So what exactly is the inheritance?

How hard is it?

These people are curious.

I saw that the corners of the young man's mouth set off a gloomy arc, and a pair of red eyes stared at the warrior below, and just about to speak, he heard a gravel fall in front of him.

The young man's sword eyebrows raised upward, his eyes instantly shifted to the front, and he found the three figures in front of him, and smiled coldly: "What kind of person? Sneaky one! Get out of here!"

"Young master, I'm sorry. ”

Demon Fan accidentally shattered the rock earlier, causing a piece of rubble on it to fall.

Ye Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

When he heard about the seventh-level inheritance, and when he heard that the young man couldn't get the seventh-level inheritance, his heart blossomed.

"You killed my mount, Glutton!"

Suddenly, the young man slammed his gaze on the bloody pill on the palm of Demon Huafan's hand, his eyes directly became sharp in the next moment, and the cold light was gathering little by little, looking at his eyes, he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

He knew that the bloody demon pill that exuded a hint of gluttony was the demon pill of the gluttonous tiger!

The Gluttonous Tiger was his most powerful mount, and he didn't know how much it cost him to get this Gluttonous Tiger with a trace of gluttonous blood in his body.

"Kill them!"

Anger grew, and he pointed viciously ahead.

"Young master, don't worry, just a few little chatters, I'll help you get their heads now!" said the warrior whose face was swollen from the previous beating, and he jerked out the sword on his waist.

The sword shimmered with an icy sheen in the sunlight.

One step out, he suddenly shot in the direction of Ye Qingyun, raised the long sword, and a terrifying sword qi erupted from the sword body, like a flood.

In the face of the killing intent of the martial artist, Ye Qingyun was not afraid at all, and stood in place very calmly.

Because he knew that someone would make a move.

"Dare to hurt my young master, look for death!"

Sure enough, the young man Demon Fan standing behind him had murderous intent in his eyes, snorted coldly, and then strode forward violently, and his two fingers were directly pinched in the opponent's long sword.

Click!

His two fingers were like steel, and with a sudden force of his two fingers, he directly shattered the long sword!

"What!"

The dog's face changed suddenly, and he had an incredible expression.

The person in front of him unexpectedly dissolved his sword technique so quickly?

Demon Fan snorted coldly again, took a step, and his right palm was directly blasted towards the opponent's body!

As soon as the palm fell, the terrifying palm power blew towards the person in front of him like a hurricane at this moment.

Under this palm, the man's figure directly retreated a few steps, and a blood-colored hole appeared on his chest.

When the rest of the people saw this scene, they immediately drew their long swords and surrounded Ye Qingyun and the others like hungry tigers.

In this regard, Ye Qingyun was still extremely calm, looking like he was not afraid of the sky or the earth, and his upright posture showed strong self-confidence.

Da Lei stood beside Ye Qingyun, standing with his hands in his hands, his eyes looking at the surrounding martial artists with some indifference.

Being looked at like this, a trace of cold sweat broke out on the backs of these warriors, and fear also grew in their hearts.

"Demon Fan, make a quick move! Give you time to stick incense!" Ye Qingyun's deep voice resounded throughout the mountain stream.

"Hehe, young master, to deal with these scum, you don't need a stick of incense at all!"

Demon Fan laughed arrogantly.

"How dare you underestimate us! You're looking for death!"

"Kill this megalomaniacal guy!"

"Kill him!"

When the surrounding warriors heard this, a trace of anger appeared on their faces, and their eyes also became murderous, staring at the demonic mortal in front of them.