The God of War Husband of the Female CEO

The gray old man did not expect Ye Fan's swordsmanship to be so fierce, the speed was so fast that he was a little overwhelmed.

But even though his heart was a little hairy, he didn't care too much.

After all, he thinks he is a big boss in the fit period, but he doesn't have the advantage in speed, so in terms of strength, he must be [-] blocks away from Ye Fan.

So when he saw Ye Fan's extremely fierce sword, he didn't hide. He stretched out a hand pretending to be thirteen, and flicked towards the coming sword light.

I thought that my own bullet would definitely shatter this sword light.

Unexpectedly, when his fingers flicked on the sword light, there was only a click.

The finger exploded in an instant, but the sword light was not affected at all, and it still slashed towards him.

The old man was startled.

Regardless of what I said earlier, I just stood still and followed Ye Fan's three moves.

With a loud shout, he transported all the protective energy in his body.

For the big brother in the fusion period, the body-protecting qi has already materialized.A thick golden light completely enveloped him inside.

Originally, it was hoped that this thick golden light would be able to stop Ye Fan's fierce sword.

Unexpectedly, there was only a puff, like cutting tofu, the dazzling sword light cut his body's protective energy at once.

The sword glow faded a bit, but it still slashed fiercely at the old guy.

The old guy ate loudly, while he was busy, he yelled loudly, and stepped aside in an instant.

Ye Fan secretly yelled that it was a pity.But he can't help it.

After all, when it comes to the fusion stage, it is already another level of cultivation.Whether it is strength or speed, it is not only much faster than the Nascent Soul Stage, but also much weirder.

After the old guy passed Ye Fan's sword, the previous contempt no longer appeared on his face.

He fumbled from the storage bag, pulled out a sword, and sneered at Ye Fan, "Boy, I admit that I underestimated you. It seems that I have to pay more attention to you."

Raising the sword in his hand, "You kid can actually comprehend the sword intent, which shows that you are amazing in swordsmanship. Today, I will come to experience your sword intent."

After finishing speaking, he shouted loudly, and slashed down at Ye Fan with a sword.

Although it was just one sword, more than 300 swords were struck in an instant.

That speed is really comparable to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan did not show any weakness, with the Lonely Nine Swords and him with a clear sword heart, he could clearly see every sword struck by the opponent.

There was only Dang Dang Dang in the field, and the continuous sound of metal and iron clashed.

Xiaoyu's face also had a rare seriousness.

She originally thought that Ye Fan's sword just now would be able to kill this old guy, but she was forced to let him go.

This made her feel uncertain.

In fact, she didn't even think about what realm Ye Fan was in, and what realm the old guy was in.

It is already a miracle that Ye Fan can fight with the old guy till now.I still want to kill others with a sword, how can that be possible!

The two fought from the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground.Gradually, not only Xiaoyu discovered the problem, but the thin man also saw the problem.

Everyone found that Ye Fan had completely suppressed the old man in swordsmanship, but the old man's teleportation also gave Ye Fan a headache.

Every time Ye Fan swiped his sword at the opponent, the opponent couldn't let him go, but he could teleport away in an instant.

This created a situation where the old guy couldn't beat Ye Fan, but Ye Fan couldn't beat the old guy either.

The old guy obviously knew his situation, he shouted at Ye Fan, "Boy, let me declare again, I admit that I still underestimated you."

"Although your swordsmanship is better than this old man, it is wishful thinking if you want to kill this old man. How about a truce between us?"

Ye Fan snorted coldly, "A truce? You think well, within a stick of incense, I will kill you!"

The old man was furious, and while dodging Ye Fan's attack, he shouted angrily, "Okay, then I will make a bet with you, if you can't kill the old man within a stick of incense, so what?"

"Then I will commit suicide in front of you, okay?" Ye Fan said without hesitation.

The old man's eyes lit up, "Okay, you said it yourself... ah!"

A person rolled down in an instant.

It turned out that when he was talking to Ye Fan, Ye Fan suddenly accelerated his attack speed and stabbed the old guy's chest and mouth with a sword.

Seeing that the sword couldn't be dropped, the old guy was shocked, and quickly used teleportation again.

I thought it would be the same as before, hiding from this sword smoothly.

Unexpectedly, this time Ye Fan seemed to have calculated exactly where he was going to move to. The moment he used teleportation, he had already stabbed in that direction with his sword.

So, the old guy seemed to be sending his old man towards Ye Fanjian.

This is sad!
"If you say one stick of incense will kill you, then just one stick of incense will kill you!" Ye Fan stood there with the tip of his sword drooping, and said jealously.

On his face, there was blood from the old guy's neck.

At this time, the golden sunlight fell on his face and body through the leaves, and a gust of wind blew, making the corners of his clothes rattle.

Set him off like a god descending from the earth.

No, not the gods, but the gods of war!

At this time, Ye Fan gave people the feeling that he was full of fighting spirit and infinite power.

With a plop, the thin man was overwhelmed by the ruthless aura bursting out from Ye Fan, and knelt down towards Ye Fan involuntarily.

"Get lost!" Ye Fan didn't bother to do anything to this kind of guy who had no fighting spirit.

The thin man kowtowed to Ye Fan as if he had received an amnesty, then got up and ran away with his head in his arms.

"Brother, you are so amazing, I love you so much!" Xiaoyu jumped up excitedly, threw herself into Ye Fan's arms, and hugged Ye Fan tightly.

Ye Fan fondled her cute little head.

"Go ahead and put away the old guy's storage bag, whatever is in it is yours."

"By the way, put away the sword in the old man's hand, too. It's a fine sword."

Xiaoyu hummed happily, then rubbed her cute little nose against Ye Fan's arms, then ran over, first picked up the sword that the old guy had dropped on the ground, and put it in her storage bag.

Then he untied the storage bag on the old guy's waist, looked inside, and was stunned.

After a while, she made a gurgle, swallowed a large amount of saliva, raised her head and screamed, "Brother, do you really want to give me what's inside him?"

"Of course!" Ye Fan said without hesitation.

But Xiaoyu shook her head, "If you dare to give it to me, I wouldn't even dare to take it. Do you know that he has more than 3000 demon pills and more than 100 top-grade spirit stones, all of which have filled the storage bag. "

"Brother, there are too many things. I can't take them. You should take them." After speaking, he walked over and handed the storage bag to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't expect that the old guy was so rich.

But since what was said, how could Ye Fan take it back.

He pushed the bag back without hesitation.

"Here, you just take it. Don't say that it contains 100 million top-grade spirit stones, it is 100 million holy-grade spirit stones. Since my brother gave it to you, you must keep it. Otherwise, I will be very angry, very angry of."

"Brother~" Xiaoyu called out softly, and tears flowed out again moved.