"Brother Yang Fan, shouldn't you really be a spirit pill master!"

Murong Bing looked at Yang Fan with some shock, and Murong Yuntian also swallowed his saliva.

Obediently, if Yang Fan is really a spirit pill master, then the Murong family will take off directly!

"Elixir?"

Yang Fan shook his head, not to deny it, but not to know the level division of Kunlun's alchemists, and said with a smile: "I'm just refining and playing." ”

Hearing this, Murong Bing and Murong Yuntian were a little embarrassed.

Refining a fifth-order elixir just to have fun?

"Huh!"

"Murong Yuntian, where did you meet such a guy who brags and doesn't do drafts? What is it to be an elixir? Playing with it? ”

And at this moment, a sneer came.

Yang Fan and the others turned their heads to look, and just saw a young man in brocade, with a mockery on his face, walking into Tiandan Pavilion.

"Eldest Sun Night!"

"You dare to scold my eldest brother? Believe it or not, I'll pump you! ”

When Murong Yuntian saw the young man, he immediately became angry, pointing at the eldest grandson and scolding.

Obviously, he and this boy did not know each other for the first time, and the relationship was extremely poor!

"Brother Yang Fan, this person's name is Changsun Ye, he is the sworn enemy of my Murong family, and Cousin Yuntian is often bullied by their group!"

Murong Bing introduced Yang Fan in a whisper, and said very unhappily:

"And he went to my house several times to propose, but every time my father refused! Bing'er doesn't like him very much! ”

Hearing this, Yang Fan nodded, and then smiled.

Although the Kunlun realm is stronger than the secular realm, there is no difference in this human nature.

"Hahaha!"

"Murong Yuntian, are you here to be funny? Pump me? You deserve it, this shit? ”

And at this time, the eldest grandson laughed and said sarcastically:

"A piece of garbage that hasn't even broken through the forging vein realm dares to make a big fuss in front of me, who gave you the courage?"

"Fart you!"

"Lao Tzu has already broken through the Forging Pulse Realm yesterday, and I will teach you a lesson today!"

Murong Yuntian couldn't bear it anymore, and rushed forward with an angry scolding, directly casting the Split Mountain Fist and hitting the eldest grandson Ye!

"Huh?"

"You waste has broken through the Forging Vein Realm?"

Changsun Ye's laughter stopped abruptly, his face changed greatly, and then he hurriedly raised his arm to resist!

With a loud bang, Changsun Ye was directly knocked back more than ten steps, and his arms were numb!

"Damn it, how dare you hurt me?"

His face turned hideous, as if he had been humiliated.

"Lao Tzu is the one who hits you!"

"Isn't your eldest grandson arrogant? Come on, continue to be arrogant! ”

Hearing this, Murong Yuntian shouted proudly, and today can be regarded as raising his eyebrows!

In the past, this eldest grandson relied on his cultivation to be stronger than himself, and often took a few dogs to humiliate and bully himself in every way.

Now that he has also broken through the Forging Pulse Realm, he naturally wants to take revenge!

"Waste, do you really think that if you break through the Forging Pulse Realm, you will be able to shout with Young Master Ben?"

The eldest grandson laughed fiercely, the Sumeru ring on his finger flashed, and a long knife appeared in his palm!

"Medium Spirit?"

Murong Yuntian's face changed greatly!

That's the spirit soldier that all the powerhouses of the Earth Yuan Realm want, where did Changsun Ye get it?

"Huh!"

"Now you know you're scared? Murong Yuntian, it's too late! ”

The eldest grandson smiled fiercely and said proudly:

"This mountain splitting knife is a medium-class spirit soldier given to me by my grandfather, do you have it? Do you deserve it? Now I see how you can block it! ”

After speaking, he brandished the mountain splitting knife and slashed at Murong Yuntian!

And Murong Yuntian was also in a hurry to dodge, not daring to carry it at all.

But after a few carelessness, he was still scratched a few wounds, and blood gushed wildly!

"Your uncle's eldest grandson night! has the ability to compete with Lao Tzu in hand-to-hand combat, relying on the advantage of spiritual soldiers, what kind of ability is it! ”

Murong Yuntian was gradually pressed into the downwind and said angrily.

"Shao Ji will be me, this young master will use spirit soldiers to suppress you, if you have the ability, you can also get a spirit soldier!"

The eldest grandson laughed at night, very proud.

"Brother Yang Fan, you can help Cousin Yuntian, he can't do it anymore!"

Murong Bing looked anxious and hurriedly said.

"If you want to be strong, you can't always expect others to save you, this is what he must experience."

Yang Fan smiled and rubbed Murong Bing's head and said softly.

Hearing this, Murong Bing nodded thoughtfully, but his eyes were still full of worry.

After all, she and Murong Yuntian are relatives, and if she broke her bones and tendons, she can't gloat because of the usual small friction, right?

"But whether to say it or not, this eldest grandson night is indeed a bit deceitful."

Yang Fan turned his head to look at the young man who was frantically slashing Murong Yuntian, revealing a sneer.

Bullying people with medium spirit soldiers?

I'm sorry, but this kind of spirit soldier is garbage in his eyes!

He rummaged through the blood dragon's ring, then locked his eyes on a spear, took it out without hesitation, and threw it to Murong Yuntian casually:

"Yuntian, use this gun!"

Murong Yuntian was stunned for a moment, then saw the spear flying, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

But this look is incredible!

"Up, high-grade spirit soldiers?"

Murong Yuntian shouted, his hands trembling!

"What?"

"Superior Spirit Soldier?"

Changsun Ye's face changed even more, and he hurriedly retreated and gave up the pursuit!

Damn, what kind of person is that young man, who can take out a high-grade spirit soldier at will?

"Brother Yang, ...... are you?"

Murong Yuntian looked at Yang Fan in disbelief, his hand holding the spear was trembling!

Obediently, this is a first-class spirit soldier!

A weapon that the powerhouses of the Tianyang Realm are crazy about!

"I've got you."

Yang Fan smiled slightly and spoke.

"Really?"

Murong Yuntian almost jumped up excitedly, and then stroked the spirit spear lovingly, and said excitedly:

"Hahaha, I didn't expect that I, Murong Yuntian, would be able to have a high-grade spirit soldier one day! From today onwards, you will be called the Dragon Lance! ”

He saw a golden dragon carved on the spear, so he took the name.

As soon as you play with your hand, the air explodes, and the power is terrifying!

"Eldest grandson night, eat your grandfather's shot!"

Murong Yuntian sneered, and instantly rushed towards Changsun Ye!

"Damn it!"

The eldest grandson scolded angrily, and he was not convinced in his heart, so he raised his hand to block the chopping.

But after a few rounds of offensives, the mountain splitting knife couldn't parry the power of the Tianlong Spear at all, and it was already seriously curled and almost scrapped!

"My mountain splitter!"

Changsun Ye's distressed eyes are red, and his heart is dripping blood!

This is a gift that his grandfather gave him after begging for a long time, and it was scrapped in less than two days after getting it!

"Hahaha!"

"Eldest grandson, how many advantages do you have now? Without the Spirit, you're a piece of waste! ”

Murong Yuntian raised his eyebrows and laughed, and then burst out with a shot without hesitation!

"Bastard, dare to hurt my son? I don't care about you! ”

And at this moment, the angry shouts came.

A middle-aged man rushed into the arena and slapped Murong Yuntian with a palm, knocking him away!