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"Thank you, Nannan is really hungry." The little Nannan reached out to pick it up.

At this moment, the middle-aged beautiful woman came back and shouted coldly: "What are you doing?!"

"Clap!"

The little girl shivered in fright, and dropped the small bowl in her hand to the ground, looking very scared.

"Not only are you not allowed to eat tonight, but you also don't want to eat tomorrow. Go back to your room, this is not the place for you to stay!"

"Oh, I got it." The little girl's head hung down on her chest, with tears in her big eyes, and she walked towards the servant's house not far away.

Ye Fan finally knew the little girl's situation here, his heart was sore, tears almost fell, he strode out from the darkness, and shouted coldly at the middle-aged beautiful woman: "Are you yelling at her?!"

"Who are you? How did you get in here!" The middle-aged beautiful woman was taken aback.

"Come here, baby." Ye Fan waved to the little girl.

"Big brother, who are you, why do I feel so familiar?" Little Nannan's big eyes flashed.

"I told you to go back to your room, why don't you leave!" the middle-aged beautiful woman said coldly.

The little girl hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look over.

"Snapped!"

Ye Fan slapped the middle-aged beauty on the face. Even though she was very fast, she still didn't dodge it, and flew out more than ten feet away.

Ye Fan spared her life and had a lot to ask, otherwise the power of the Ancient Eucharist would be enough to smash her into pieces.He strode over, picked up the little girl, and then forced her back.

"Who are you and what is your relationship with her?" the middle-aged beautiful woman asked tremblingly.

"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that none of your saintesses are as precious as hers, how dare you treat her like this!" Ye Fan was already out of anger, and said, "Tell me, where is your saintess?!"

"You... who the hell are you, dare to belittle our saint like this?" The middle-aged beautiful woman was surprised.

At this time, several strong men rushed into the courtyard, shouting loudly, asking who Ye Fan was.

"The combined lives of your saintess and son are not enough to offset the grievances suffered by the little girl!" Ye Fanqiang said, holding the black gold holy spirit sword with dragon pattern in his hand.

"puff!"

Blood splattered, and he chopped several people who rushed over with his sword into several sections, and continued to ask: "Tell me, where is your saint?!"

At this time, Pangbo and the others also heard the sound and rushed over.

"Who dares to offend my Yin-Yang Sect?!" At the same time, someone spoke up, and several elders from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm flew over, and said coldly, "Are you tired of living?"

"It's because you are impatient!" Ye Fan shouted, and swung his long sword towards the sky.

"What courage, I see who dares to underestimate my Yin-Yang Sect!"

Chapter 451 Battle Yin-Yang

"You are so brave, I see who dares to despise my Yin-Yang Sect!" Several old men from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm came out of the sky, their words were cold and murderous.

The holy sword in Ye Fan's hand was facing the sky, his black hair was like a waterfall, his eyes were deep, and he soared into the sky like a demon god, full of killing intent.

Eighty-nine young people, both men and women, followed the old men in the Dragon Transformation Realm, and when they saw Ye Fan who was only fifteen or sixteen years old, they all despised Ye Fan.

One of the men held a murderous soldier and pointed at Ye Fan. His blood was shining, and he said coldly, "Are you able to break into this place? You don't know how to live or die!"

"Are you saying that you don't know how to live or die?!" Ye Fan swung the dragon-patterned black gold holy spirit sword directly, and slashed towards the sky. The thick black sword light was hundreds of meters long, like a black lightning bolt.

"puff!"

The young man was cut into a blood mist on the spot, smashed to pieces by the thick sword energy, leaving nothing behind, even the murderous soldier was turned into powder.

"what……"

Behind, the other young monks exclaimed, their colors completely changed, and the expressions of several elders in the Dragon Transformation Mystery Realm became extremely gloomy.

During this process, Ye Fan carefully hugged the little girl and covered her big eyes at the same time, not letting him see this scene.

The little girl was being bullied here all day long, and she couldn't even eat. He didn't want to be frightened again at this time. This poor little girl really made people feel sad.

"Who the hell are you, and why did you break into my important place of Yin-Yang Sect and offend us?" An old man's voice was indifferent, and he looked coldly from a distance.

"I offended you? What a joke! You arrested my Donghuang children, banned my relatives, and dare to question me?" Ye Fan was murderous, his hair was dancing, and his eyes were sharp, like a demon god.

Pang Bo, Li Heishui, and Tu Fei also approached, guarding one side, but the big black dog was nowhere to be seen.

"Have you really heard of the Yin-Yang Sect?" One of the young people seemed a little disbelieving. The Yin-Yang Sect is the supreme religion in Zhongzhou, and few people dare to provoke it. He thought Ye Fan didn't know about it.

"Whether it's right or wrong, let's talk about the inheritance first, the Yin-Yang Sect has such a big temper!" Ye Fan's killing intent became stronger and stronger, and he said, "Isn't it just a sect in Zhongzhou? What's so great about it!"

"Okay, okay, okay, you really are a madman who knows how to live and die, there is no one in this world who dares to despise my Yin-Yang Sect!"

Ye Fan sneered, raised his sword and pushed forward, saying: "So what if I underestimated you today, where is your saint?"

"Young man, you are so ignorant of flattery, this is not a place for you to act wildly!" An old man's face sank like water, and with a bang, a big bell was suspended above his head, the purple air was misty, and his killing intent was endless.

One of them yelled: "You dare to break into the important place of my Yin-Yang Sect. Why do you want to see our saint! Several elders are here, do you still want to find out? You will be suppressed and killed!"

"Noisy!" Ye Fan didn't pay attention to these young people at all, what he cared about was just a few experts from the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, he slashed forward with the dragon-patterned black-gold Holy Spirit Sword in his hand, and the thick sword glow split open all of a sudden void.

"puff!"

The elders of the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm couldn't stop them. They watched Ye Fan kill people in front of their eyes. The black sword light was too fast and sharp.

The black light pierced the sky and the earth, and in a flash, the blood burst out, and the disciple died unexpectedly.

"boom!"

The big bell surged with clouds and mist, and let out a huge roar, resounding like a lion's roar, resounding through the heavens and the earth, shaking out endless terrifying sound waves, and turning into thousands of terrifying waves!

"when!"

Ye Fan swung the sword directly, and the black gold holy spirit sword with dragon pattern stretched out against the wind, and it turned into a length of more than a hundred meters. He held it in his hand, and immediately cut down thousands of turbulent waves, splitting the sound waves of death.

"Humph!"

The old man let out a cold snort, shook the bell again, and rushed forward. As soon as the bell rang, a fierce beast rushed out, with the head of a lion and the body of a real dragon.

"Roar……"

The sound of the bell is like the roar of a lion, and it is one with the bell wave, stirring up wind and waves in the black sound waves like the ocean, with the potential to swallow the sun and the moon.

"when……"