Urban Madness

"I'm sorry, but this is the fastest way I can think of meeting you."

Ye Fan said an apology, but there was no expression of shame on his face.

"The fastest way to see me? Is there anything you want to do with me?"

Although Zhao Song was dissatisfied with Ye Fan's act of splitting the mountain, he didn't want to offend such a person who could shake Prison Mountain with a single sword.

"Is Nan Yu here with you, hand her over!"

Ye Fan said unceremoniously.

When Ye Fan mentioned Nan Yu, Zhao Song had a pause.

He said calmly.

"What Nan Yu, did you find the wrong place?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"I ask you, your place is called Hell Law Mountain?"

"Yes."

"Then you are the Lord of Hell Law Mountain?"

"Yes."

"You can admit that you picked up a girl a few days ago."

"……no."

Hearing his answer, Ye Fan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"no?"

Ye Fan closed his eyes and spread out his mental power. In a cave, he clearly felt a familiar breath.

He opened his eyes and gave a cold snort.

"Is there or not, I'll know when I look for you in the Hell Mountain."

"Bold! Where do you think I and Fashan are? You can search if you want?"

The two rushed to each other at the same time.

Zhao Song summoned a long spear and held it in his hand. The body of the spear was made of unknown material. The whole body was glowing with silver light, with only a touch of red tassel attached to it.

The sword collided with the spear, and the powerful collision of spiritual power spread to the surrounding retail.

Under this powerful and fierce pressure, they fell to the ground one after another, foaming at their mouths.

The body of the gun was very hard, and the blow shook Ye Fan's mouth a bit numb.

And Zhao Song didn't get any better, the fire element on the Fire God's sword turned his clothes into ashes.

Zhao Song held the spear in his hand, shirtless, and looked at Ye Fan.

"You and I are equal in strength. If you continue to fight, you will lose both sides. Please don't be aggressive!"

Zhao Song looked at Ye Fan and said calmly.

"Oh, aggressive?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"As long as you hand over my woman, I will leave immediately!"

"Since your Excellency is obsessed, let's fight!"

Zhao Song waved his spear and rushed up again.

Ye Fan looked at him, the power of the Black Emperor erupted from his body, and a layer of black spiritual power was attached to the Fire God Sword.

Zhao Song's spear had already been in front of Ye Fan's eyes, and Ye Fan swung his sword to resist.

But he didn't want the spear to suddenly change from one shot to three shots, stab Ye Fan from three different directions.

Ye Fan was not wary of this sudden change, one of the spears pierced his arm.

Ye Fan reluctantly pulled the tip of the gun out of his arm, then folded it in half, and threw it aside.

Zhao Song saw that Ye Fan's arm was injured, and was about to say something, but saw Ye Fan insert the Fire God Sword into the ground in front of him, Jiyin in his hand, and a spell in his mouth.

"I advise you to leave as soon as possible, so as not to have to suffer any more."

Ye Fan ignored him. With the end of the spell in his mouth, the Fire God Sword in front of him flew into the air by himself, and tens of thousands of handles evolved from one handle.

Ye Fan clutched the wound on his arm.

"Isn't it just comparing the quantity? Then I have to see, who is better than who!"

When Zhao Song saw the sword rain in the sky, his heart was cold, and he secretly scolded Ye Fan as a lunatic.

Hundreds of flying swords rushed towards Zhao Song under the control of Ye Fan.

Zhao Song tried his best to wave the spear in his hand, but still couldn't dodge all the flying swords.

After a while on his body. There were many small **** wounds.