Wu Po Jiuxiao

"I'm afraid that's not the case. People from this sword family are actually quite good in style. It's just that this time because of that sword hero's incident, their reputation has been greatly reduced now. This younger brother is quite fond of you, I think this time if the other party wants to see you, it is definitely not just coming."

Lord Baibingwu seemed to speak for the Yijian family intentionally or unintentionally.

"You seem to be quite optimistic about the One Sword Family."

Ye Fantian stared at Baibing Wujun with a half-smile and said.

"Cough cough cough... This sword family is quite old, and their ancestors used to have a little contact with me."

The words are only up to this point, but the rest will not be said anymore. Even if Ye Fantian doesn't intend to say it, he can guess it. It's nothing more than some emotional entanglements, but this is very important to Ye Fantian. What's the matter with him.

"Give me some face!"

Seeing that Ye Fantian didn't speak, Baibing Wujun said helplessly.

"By the way... what the hell is wrong with you and that Yijian family? Could it be that you hooked up with the wife of a certain ancestor in their family?"

"fart!"

Baibing Wujun couldn't help shouting loudly, his face flushed, but that gesture moved Ye Fantian's heart:

"You can't be real, can you?"

Baibing Wujun is so depressed, he is just because he has a little connection with that sword family, but he is so tossed by Ye Fantian.

But thinking of the secret in his heart, he could only smile wryly and say:

"Things are quite complicated."

Seeing that Ye Fantian still didn't respond, he had no choice but to say depressedly:

"Besides, I think this time I came here to seek the elixir, and I'm afraid I won't come empty-handed."

Ye Fantian touched a strand of long hair slightly, and said slowly:

"He hurt my second brother, it's impossible to let this matter go like this, just like he can't satisfy my favorite baby, then don't blame me for not giving you face!"

"And... I won't give him a full drop of the Holy Spirit water."

Ye Fantian's voice came slowly.

Looking at the elegant figure who left, Baibing Wujun narrowed his eyes slightly, and a flash of memory appeared on his face.

Circles of strange light flickered, appearing and disappearing as if planets were being destroyed one by one.

Obviously, the Hundred Soldiers Martial Lord has gained a lot of benefits from Ye Fantian's battle this time.

laugh……

A sound of breaking wind resounded.

There was already a young man in white in front of Ye Fantian.

Qi Yu is majestic, and the glazed light on his body is flickering non-stop, and the clearly visible sword intents are like ripples of water spreading towards the surroundings.

"It's you?!"

Ye Fantian looked at the person in front of him, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Out of the ordinary, walking like the son of a god, step by step, the sword intent in the breath of each step has begun to become more intense.