Xuanhuan: So I am the ancestor of all weapons

Standing beside him was a young man, the young man was not tall, with an immature face, but his eyes were treacherous, intelligent, yet rebellious, and full of bad taste.He wears a lens in his right eye, and there are precision parts on the lens. He is dressed in a seemingly harmless child's attire, but there is a hidden mystery. Through Tai Chi perception, Ye Fan has already felt the countless parts hidden in his clothes.

Just looking at their clothes, their identities are clear at a glance.

And behind them, Feng Guyan, who was blown away by Hu Mo, also came out.

He was tall and well-proportioned as he said, and he was dressed in a leather suit and looked heroic, but when he looked into Ye Fan's eyes, there was a trace of hatred.

"I heard that you want to kill me?"

Her eyes were cold, even disdainful.

The old man was calm and calm, and waved his hands indifferently: "The most indispensable thing in this world is the self-righteous weak, mere human beings, who want to stand shoulder to shoulder with the demons."

The young man on the side didn't say a word, his eyes wandered back and forth between Hu Qingxue and Lian Zhenyi, his eyes were wretched: "Don't they know what the end of provoking the demons is? It's a pity, my demons There is no soul, otherwise the peony will die, and it will be romantic to be a ghost."

"You are so young, who taught you this?" Ye Fan stared blankly, a child with no hair yet said such words.

"My ignorant child, I am the noblest Elslan among the demons. Even if I have no cultivation, my lifespan is over ten thousand years! Although I am immature, I am not as good as a child with a yellow mouth!" Jumping his feet angrily, Pointing at Ye Fan's nose.

Ye Fan pinched his chin: "So, he didn't deny that he was immature."

"You! You are just immature, and your whole family is immature! There are so many beauties around you, but you are still a baby, so you can't do it at all!"

Uh, how do you know I'm a chick?

The temperament of a single dog is so obvious?

Ye Fan was stunned.

But if you lose, you don't lose. In terms of momentum, you must not lose!
Ye Fan didn't change his face, stroked his hair, lowered his head, put on a handsome posture, and hooked his fingers at Hu Qingxue and Lian Zhen.

The latter two immediately understood, walked towards Ye Fan with enchanting steps, leaned close to Ye Fan, leaned against their bodies, and twisted into an enchanting dancing posture.

This is what Ye Fan taught them in his spare time. Lan Xing's dance can show the charm of women.

Ye Fan also cooperated with the two to take cool dance steps, touching their bodies from time to time, sparking hormonal sparks.

On the opposite side, the young man's chin almost fell on the scorched earth, his fists were tightly clenched, and the veins on his forehead were bulging: "Damn it, I'm so envious. Could it be that two women serve one husband together? This is exactly the life I dream of! "

Feng Guyan was behind the boy, condescending, looking down at the boy from the corner of his eyes, as if looking at stinky garbage.

"Is it really promising? The noble Ayerslan demons? It's fake."

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"It's useless to talk too much, you can see the truth under your hands."

The magic array is still in operation, unfolding under his feet, moving with his footsteps, "Everyone, try to fight around me, this way, the strength will be doubled."

"It's actually a second-level formation!" The other party, the old man was stunned, and he was also a master of formations. Of course, he understood Ye Fan's realm, "I didn't expect you to be able to surpass me in formations at such a young age!"

"Don't dare to do it." Ye Fan didn't say much, and began to direct everyone around him, "First limit Feng Guyan's speed, her assassination is impossible to prevent, Hu Mo, leave it to you!"

Humo's body is not only superb in defense, but more importantly, it is huge enough!

If Feng Guyan's claw could cut anyone's neck, but there was nothing he could do about Hu Mo, who was more than three feet long.

So sometimes, cultivation does not represent everything, and the rational use of the advantages and disadvantages of all parties is the kingly way to win.

But now, Ye Fan is standing in such a position. His rich moba game experience and MMORPG team battle experience in his previous life will come in handy at this moment.

"Understood!" Hu Mo ordered, "On claw skills, how can a fox lose to a demon?"

As he said that, Hu Mo stretched out his front paws, the pitch-black front paws were filled with a chill.

Seeing this, Ye Fan was stunned. He didn't expect that Hu Mo, who usually dances and writes, can also use claws?
And Hu Mo's claws have been slapped out, and the seven tails behind him move together, and the spiritual weapon Yunmo's heart is seven, and at the same time, it is swayed in the air, and countless pens and inks are turned into ideas, and blessed on his claws.

The power of this blow is by no means inferior to that of Feng Guyan!

"When we don't exist?" The old man raised his eyebrows.

"Teamwork only makes me feel goosebumps all over my body." The boy was reluctant, but he had to start to move.

His white and thin fingers were in his arms, and with a flick of his hand, countless mechanical weapons were thrown out.

Swords, guns, sticks, halberds, maces, giant hammers, long whips...

And these mechanism weapons are different from ordinary weapons.

Ordinary weapons need to be blessed by the spiritual energy of the practitioner, and then controlled by the physical body, relying on the skill of thousands of years to hurt people.

But these mechanism weapons have their own power spirit cores, which can automatically find their way. Even a child who has just landed can kill a strong person who has practiced for many years!
"This is simply a reform in the practice world!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan almost wanted to applaud.

Beside him, Hu Mo's voice was dignified, and he added: "His simple children's clothes seem to be a magic weapon of space, which can accommodate everything, but when he takes the weapon, there is no spiritual power fluctuation. Clothes are also a mechanism! But why this clothes can accommodate everything is unknown."

"All in all, it's cleverly conceived and uncannily crafted." Ye Fan concluded.

"Both of you have good eyesight, and you can actually see that my Yanbing is extraordinary, unlike most demons who have eyes but don't know Mount Tai."

The young man is full of ambition, even if these words come from the enemy, he is quite pleased.

It seems that he is also an outlier among the many demons. He is not popular on weekdays, so he has a good impression of the enemy.

He excitedly introduced: "'Organ Lingbing' is a recent term, and they have an even older name—Yanbing."

"It's just a child's toy."

Unexpectedly, before the young man finished speaking, the old man behind him didn't bother to interrupt, looking at the soldiers around him, as if he was looking at a pile of scrap metal.

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, the boy roared hysterically: "Then you will die under these toys!"

Thousands of Yan soldiers turned their spearheads, ignoring Ye Fan and others, and attacked the old man together.

"What's the situation?"

Looking at the two people in front of them who said they would turn their faces, the second monk Ye Fanzhang couldn't figure it out.

However, he was stunned for only a moment, and Ye Fan suddenly shouted: "Good opportunity! Siege Feng Guyan!"

Without the obstruction of the two of them, Hu Mo slapped Feng Guyan hard with his fully prepared paw.

The latter's figure flashed repeatedly, and disappeared in place in an instant.

"How could I let you succeed?" Hu Qingxue swiped with her long blade, "Sword intent, the space freezes!"