My Poised and Elegant Seven Sisters

Boom boom boom.

Ye Fan is still swinging his fists, endlessly...

In midair.

Fan Tianyin is still suppressing the Gang balloon.

How insightful the martial arts is, he admired: "What a celestial seal, this martial skill is incredible, and the mystery is endless."

Elder Da Ge said with emotion: "Ye Fan's realm is a bit worse. If it is also the third level of Transformation Realm, I am afraid that this handful of Heavenly Seals will make Xiao Changkong uncomfortable."

"You already knew that this son was the blood of the Ye Royal Family?" Wu Shentong asked in a blink of an eye.

"more than."

Da Ge said unpredictably.

Wu Shentong looked at Ye Fan, became more interested, and muttered to himself: "Such a wicked kid, the master must be an expert, I don't know where it is sacred."

In this case, the subtext is to ask the old man.

"I don't know."

Da Ge shook his head.

Wu Shentong chuckled, knowing that Elder Da Ge wouldn't disclose anything, and found it a bit boring.

Click.

at this time.

Cracks appeared in the gas beads.

Old Tang Xie looked at it, and then reminded: "Ye Fan, the Gang Qi Ball is about to break."

"good."

Ye Fan knew that once the gas beads broke apart, Xiao Changkong would have no restrictions, and he would definitely retaliate at that time.

Finally, with a fierce punch, Ye Fan regained his strength and drew back.

"Xiao Fan."

"elder sister."

Ye Fan hugged Tang Ying, did not leave, but stood shoulder to shoulder with Tang Laoxie.

"Boom."

At this time, the Gang Qi Ball finally exploded, and even with the Fantian Seal, it exploded.

Deafening.

Many of the spectators were almost deaf in their ears.

The swaying mountain shook in the distance, the top of the peak was cracked, and then collapsed, and the rubble was rolling, very magnificent.

"Roar."

at the same time.

In the deep pit that was hundreds of meters away, there was an extremely fierce breath, mixed with monstrous anger and murderous aura.

coming.

Ye Fan was full of heart.

A black shadow rushed out, and without a word, he came to Ye Fan and slammed Ye Fan with a punch to explode Ye Fan.

"Zhantian."

Tang Laoxie had prepared.

嗞嘤.

A dazzling cold light passed by.

The world is peaceful.

When the white light dispersed, everyone only saw Xiao Changkong's hair a bit messy, and Mai also appeared to be damaged in several places.

Obviously, Tang Laoxie's "slashing the sky and drawing the sword" just now forced Xiao Changkong back.

The excitement begins now.

Would Xiao Changkong, who was extremely humiliated, let Ye Fan go?

This is what everyone expects.

"call!"

"call!"

Wu Shentong and Da Ge landed.

Xiao Changkong sternly said: "Could it be that you still want to stop me, you really want to break my skin with this seat."

Wu Shentong smiled and said, "I just watch the fun, and won't interfere."

Elder Da Ge glanced at Ye Fan, and then sighed: "The punishment link has passed. The next thing, I am the same as Palace Master Wu, will not be mixed. Just a reminder, Elder Xiao thinks carefully."

"There is nothing to consider, it's just an abandoned son of the Ye Royal Family. If you kill it, you will kill it. The Ye Royal Family can't protect themselves, and they dare not make it!"

Xiao Changkong said domineeringly.

Ye Fan's eyes were deep and cold, but he had no words.

He is currently in a poor state, and in this lineup, he is not qualified to speak; even if he has a lot of questions in his heart, Xiao Changkong will not answer at all, but will humiliate himself.

"Sister, let me show you the injury."

So Ye Fan hugged Tang Ying and came to a clean grass field, ignoring Xiao Changkong and treating Tang Ying's injuries.

Xiao Changkong was even more angry, and his murderous aura swept away.

"puff."

However, all murderous intent was split by Tang Laoxie.

this moment.

Tang Laoxie was particularly cruel.

The fluffy and messy white hair became very refreshed under the combing of the qi, and his appearance was clearly revealed.

Knife-like contours.

Although he is old, it is enough to imagine that he was a handsome man when he was young.

The eyes are vigorous and sharp, as sharp as a sword.

Tang Laoxie looked like a different person, holding a long sword diagonally, and said coldly: "The surname is Xiao, Ye Fan, today I am in Baoding."

"Only you?"

"Hahaha." Tang Laoxie laughed up to the sky and laughed at himself: "For so many years, I, Tang Wushuang, have not exposed the landscape, and even you Xiao Changkong, this trash, dare to despise me. Not to mention, today, I, Tang Wushuang, let you know. Thirty years ago, the name of the unparalleled in this seat!"

call out.

The sword spirit rushed into the sky.

Tang Laoxie was serious.

The eyes of Wu Shentong and Da Ge were full of surprise.

Tang Wushuang, this is his real name.

Being able to use the name "Wushuang" shows that his talents are enchanting.

Thirty years ago.

Wu Shentong was only a sixteen-year-old boy, and he hadn't shown his head yet; and at that time...

The first person in the martial arts world is him!

Daxia God of War is also him!

The name of unparalleled.

Suppressed an era.

Twenty years ago.

Tang Wushuang was slaughtered by his enemies, and Tang Wushuang was so distraught that he disappeared in Dongtu, and there was no news ever since.

The first person to suppress an era came to an end; at that time, the twenty-six-year-old martial arts power rose.

A generation of veterans changes to new stars.

now.

Seeing Tang Wushuang reappearing his demeanor back then, Da Ge Lao burst into tears, and before his eyes appeared the peerless posture of Tang Wushuang who had once been alone in one room, and defeated the courage and fear of the enemy.

He is back!

Ye Fan looked sideways and his heart was raging, but then he continued to concentrate on treating Tang Ying.

"Tang Wushuang!"

Three words popped between Xiao Changkong's teeth.

Deep in his eyes, jealousy shone, and only then did he wake up, Tang Wushuang was once the number one martial artist.

It was the age that was overwhelming, Ling Da Ge, Ling him, Ling Xuanyuan royal family, Ji royal family, Jiang royal family...

The cruel man who made countless geniuses lose their color.

"bring it on."

Elder Tang Xie pointed at the long sword remotely, and said lightly: "Use your real ability, let me see if you have made progress for so many years."

"war!"

Xiao Changkong shouted.

He can't help it.

With so many people watching, if he closes and does not fight, he will have no face to see people.

certainly.

Xiao Changkong was just jealous, not afraid.

At his level, there are not many people and things that can make him fearful.

Rumbling.

Xiao Chang's air momentum rose steadily, and the qi turned into a giant axe, suspended in mid-air, and slashed fiercely.

"scold."

There was no wave on Tang's evil face.

One sword.

Just a sword.

Sword Qi is 3,000 meters long and wide, and a sword shines in the hearts of thousands of people.

The great axe was smashed.

Xiao Changkong was chopped into flight, blood spurted wildly, and blood stained the sky.

The power of a sword is terrifying.

The audience was silent.

Xiao Changkong was tossing in the air. After landing, his face changed crazily and his eyes were full of surprise; then he said unwillingly, "Don't be proud, Tang Wushuang, someone will deal with you!"

Huh.

After the words were closed, Xiao Changkong rose up into the sky, went away from the sky, and disappeared into the mountains in the blink of an eye.

"go."

At the same time, the people of the various royal clans and sects also began to retreat.

The sword just now is of extraordinary significance.

Not only did he injure Xiao Changkong and save Ye Fan, but at the same time it was a good thing:

Tang Wushuang is back!

The first person of the previous generation was born again.

This is big news, definitely making the martial arts world surging.

The spectators began to disperse under the arrangement of the soldiers; while on the grassland, Wu Shentong clasped his fists and said, "Brother Tang, the style remains the same."

"Nine-turned Golden Core."

Old Tang Xie asked lightly.

Wu Shentong took out a wooden box, handed it out, and sighed: "I really lost a lot. I lost a Nine Ranked Golden Core."

"Nine-turned Golden Core!"

Ye Fan's eyes were burning, staring at the box in Tang Laoxie's hand.