My Cold and Beautiful Wife

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Ji Wu and Feng Jing Jing immediately stopped their attacks, looking at the sky vigilantly.

A figure shrouded in golden sword intent landed in the middle of the field. It was Ye Fan.

After seeing the Fire Dragon Bloodline, Ye Fan could finally determine that this was Ye Longyuan … … Otherwise, it was too outrageously coincidental.

Although he didn't know the reason, and that Ye Longyuan would appear as such a character, Ye Fan couldn't just sit by and watch him get into danger.

He decided to stop them first and figure it out himself.

"Monarch level sword intent!?" Feng Chu Jing was stunned.

Ji Wu Chen suddenly thought of something, frowned and said, "Are you the God of Swords?"

The other members of the Divine Dragon Clan in the distance were also quite shocked, especially Yao Xingzhi, Feng Qinglan, and the others. They had chased after Ye Fan before.

Feng Qinglan looked at this familiar face and bit his lips. A complicated expression appeared in his eyes.

"It's really His Excellency God of Swords?!" Ji Chang'e, who had seen Ye Fan in the immortal palace, suddenly exclaimed.

"This is the pressure of Overlord level Sword Intent!?" "This is unbelievable..."

Many of the elders had cold sweat dripping down their foreheads. Standing far away, they felt that they needed a great deal of courage...

But soon, everyone felt that something was strange …

"Why is the Sword God here!? Could it be that the assassin was at his command?! "

Doubt and worry clouded everyone's heads as they realized that they were losing control of the situation.

Ye Fan turned his head and glanced at Ye Longyuan, who was gasping for breath. In fact, his heart was beating like a drum.

To save him, it was impossible to explain the reason. It was equivalent to temporarily becoming enemies with the Shen Long family, which was also very disadvantageous to him.

The key was that he had to carefully conceal the power of his bloodline. Otherwise, it would lead to a lot of trouble.

"This swordsman, I will take him away." Ye Fan didn't waste any time, and went straight to the point.

Feng Chu Jing narrowed her eyes. "Are you the one behind this?"

Ye Fan sighed and said, "Regardless of whether you believe it or not, I just want to investigate the truth."

There are only two things I can guarantee. One, I'm not the one who is fighting for the Heavenly Star Token. Two, I won't let this swordsman disturb us again. "

"Why should we believe you?" Ji Wu Chen questioned, "Your excellency, for you to suddenly appear in Xuanyuan City, isn't that too coincidental …" Is it really that strange? "

Ye Fan expressionlessly said, "Whether or not you believe me is your problem. I just want to tell the two of you what I want to say."

"Because, believe it or not, you can't stop me."

These words stunned the two sage realm elders.

"Heh …" Feng Chu Jing couldn't help but laugh, "Wu Chen... For the first time in hundreds of years, I seem to be a little angry … "

Ji Wu Chen's face also darkened, "Who said that?!"

Right at this time, the blade user standing behind Ye Fan seemed to have sensed that it would be difficult to continue the fight, turned his head, and directly flew into the air.

Ye Fan noticed Ye Longyuan leaving, but did not immediately stop him.

Ji Wu Chen and Feng Chu Jing naturally refused, "God of Swords! Get out of the way! "

"You two, leave this matter to me. It won't be harmful to the Divine Dragon clan." Ye Fan said.

"There is no need for outsiders to interfere in the matter of the Divine Dragon Clan!"

As the two spoke, they were about to ride the wind and give chase.

Ye Fan naturally wouldn't let them go. With a wave of his hand, thousands of flying swords formed a light sword shield, directly blocking in front of them!

"Get out of the way!"

Ji Wu Chen raised his hand and unleashed the Tearing Sky Power, which actually tore a hole in the sword and shield!

At this time, Ye Fan had already disintegrated his second layer, and his sword intent had disintegrated. Relying only on his Saint Body, it would be absolutely difficult to destroy his sword shield.

It was obvious that Ji Wu Chen could fight against the holy spirits by relying on his bloodline power!

Moreover, this person didn't use Berserk Dragon Blood, and still had quite a bit of energy left.

But Ye Fan was not surprised, seeing that the two were about to break through the encirclement of the sword shield, Ye Fan once again summoned tens of thousands of flying swords!

The numerous flying swords transformed into an army of thousands upon thousands of men and horses, blocking the path of the two Saint realm Patriarchs!

The two of them were startled. They had only heard of the Sword God's name and had never seen it before.

Especially Feng Xijing, who was also a swordsman, he never thought that someone would use a sword like that!

"I'm sorry..."

With a thought from Ye Fan, tens of thousands of flying swords turned into several rounds of Sky Falling Sword Rain, crazily baptizing them!

Ji Wu Chen and Feng Chu Jing used their own techniques to block the rain of swords, but they were restricted and were unable to catch up with Ye Long Yuan.

This kind of might, the Sky Falling Sword Rain, was naturally unable to harm the two great Patriarchs. However, what Ye Fan wanted was only to delay them a little.

"Berserk dragon blood!"

Ji Wu Chen was finally unable to bear it any longer, his body was covered with a golden glow and his hair had turned into a blood-red gold color!

Just when Ji Wu Chen was about to break through the rain of swords and have a fight with Ye Fan, Ye Fan didn't have the leisure to do so.

He also couldn't let Ye Longyuan run too far away, or else he would be unable to keep up with his own movements.

Seeing that Ji Wu Chen was about to attack, Ye Fan released his Dragonscale Swordwings and directly retreated backwards!

During this process, those flying swords that flew back, behind Ye Fan, formed 12 wings!

The 12 shining and awe-inspiring sword wings seemed as if they were forged from gold. The metallic luster and the sword intent were shining with endless light, so beautiful that it was breathtaking!

Ye Fan turned around, and his twelve sword wings suddenly flapped!

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The trembling of the sword wings brought about a strong sonic boom as it directly leveled several palaces!

Ye Fan's figure turned into a golden shooting star, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's sight!

Ji Wu Chen, who was previously full of fighting spirit, could only watch as Ye Fan flew away, unable to catch up.

Feng Chu Jing was also speechless for a long time. Ye Fan's sword intent and Imperial Sword Technique had really refreshed her understanding of sword arts...

Not to mention the Divine Dragon Clan members who watched from afar, even after a long time, they still weren't able to recover from the shock …

At the same time, Ye Fan had already used the high explosive speed of the Dragon Scale Sword Wings to fly past a long distance, and had tracked Ye Longyuan in front of him!

Ye Fan revealed a suspicious look. This heartless father who didn't have a good impression or close relationship with him, although they have rarely met, has never been so unfamiliar...

The key point was, could it be that he did not even recognize his sword intent?

With another acceleration, Ye Fan directly caught up to Ye Longyuan!

Ye Longyuan turned his head and revealed a hint of ruthlessness. He unexpectedly swung his blade at Ye Fan!

Fortunately, Ye Fan had already prepared himself. He moved to the side, and at the same time he dodged, he also directly used his sword wings to flap downwards!

"Bam!"

Ye Longyuan was hit by the sword wings and immediately fell down, rolling in the forest.

"Cough cough! …"

Ye Longyuan coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood. He stood up shakily and looked at Ye Fan, who had fallen in front of him.

"What do you want …" Ye Longyuan asked in a deep voice.

Ye Fan was deep in thought, and his face changed, returning to his original appearance.

"Don't you know me?" Ye Fan asked.

Ye Longyuan looked at Ye Fan for a moment, and then seemed to quiver. He stretched out his hand to stroke his helmet in pain, "You …. Who are you. "Why do I feel like I know you, but I can't remember you …"

Ye Fan's brows were tightly knitted. Sure enough, Ye Longyuan seemed to be the one being truly controlled.