Urban Madness

"Old man, don't just talk and do nothing here. If you have the ability, you can directly use two tricks. If you win me, I will return the person above to you, and the hotel will be served as it is. If you lose...just ask for your own blessings and do it for yourself."

Ye Fan can no longer suppress the anger after his sleep is disrupted, and I cannot forgive him for this. I've just been suppressed for so long, just to make this game more enjoyable.

"You kid, can you restrain yourself? Since you don't know what a loss is, then I will let you wake up."

Qing Qi no longer wanted to love the younger generation. The younger generation in front of him really made him very angry.

"That's right, I'll go up early to rest as soon as I finish the fight. It's really annoying to be slow."

Ye Fan laughed crazily proudly, as if he hadn't been used to Qing Qi a long time ago.

"In the next day, the first generation head of Yumen Qingqi, I will come to you to learn something from this junior."

Although Qingqi felt that Ye Fan didn't understand the rules at all, he still had to abide by the rules. After saying this, he drew his sword from behind, and then stared at Ye Fan, waiting for his actions.

"Here, Ye Fan, the unknown junior, ask you for advice or two."

Seeing that Qing Qi was so polite, Ye Fan didn't want to fall into the prestige, and he also performed the etiquette of a wild continent to him.

Of course, the biggest reason for Ye Fan's salute is: This Qing Qi has a very good aura, he should be able to fight her a few tricks, and he won't be as fragile as the former head Li.

The eyes of the two were tit-for-tat. In this situation, it was supposed to wait for someone's aura to appear flawed before attacking it. But because of Ye Fan's self-confidence, he directly raised his hand and attacked Qing Qi.

Although Qing Qi was a little frightened by his hand, he quickly reacted. The long sword crossed his chest, and then stopped Ye Fan's blow.

"Good boy, you are born with a calf and are not afraid of tigers."

Qing Qi didn't forget to praise Ye Fan during the fight, he seemed to think Ye Fan was very good.

"How do you think you have the qualifications to judge me? You won't let me speak before you win!"

Ye Fan looked at Qingqi's words of complimenting him on his profound cultivation, and seemed to be very disdainful. He felt that Qing Qi was not qualified to comment on him, because he was not as good as himself.

"Hmph, the old man is going to rub your bravery today, and then let you know what a senior is."

After the defense, Qing Qi immediately changed his moves, and the long sword pressed towards Ye Fan.

After several fights, Ye Fan felt that he had no weapons, so he fell in love. How can a mortal body be comparable to a finely forged weapon? The main function of the magic technique on the day he practiced was not for bodybuilding!

With a big opening and closing, but with a strong and heavy move, Qing Qi was forced to retreat. Ye Fan was very risky this time, and it was a bit of an injury for injury. Of course Qing Qi was unwilling to fight with fate and had to step back.

"The sword is coming!"

Ye Fan gave a low voice, and then the Fire God Sword automatically appeared in his hand. Although this was only a semi-finished product, it was connected with Ye Fan's mind, and it also existed as high-level as Dao Qi.

Now Ye Fan, who was holding the sword, was like a tiger with wings. He was defeated steadily in the fight, and there was nothing to do.