Chapter 2097

2097

For a powerhouse at the level of the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace, to judge whether a person is qualified to start a sect, it doesn't take a few tricks to figure it out, and even a glance may tell the whole story.

Therefore, even if there are some amazing and brilliant newcomers in history, even if the Three Saints of the Immortal Palace in the past are indeed lost, they will not be beaten to death without discernment.

The ones who are really capable will give up almost as soon as they fight.

And those newcomers who came to participate in the assessment, even if they were really capable, would not be ignorant of flattering underground killers.

Killing one of the three sages of the Immortal Palace does not necessarily mean that he is number one in the world, it will only make a group of powerful saints in the Paradise feel that this person is a threat.

In order to show off for a while, it is not worthwhile to provoke some fatal disasters or become a thorn in the eyes of some people.

After all, the three sages of Asgard were also selected by many strong men in the blessed land, with deep roots, representing many holy land strong men in the entire blessed land.

By killing their spokesperson, isn't it just to make it clear that you want to do right with so many people?

Although the powerhouses in the Holy Realm are not likely to form cliques in the usual way, they don't like someone who harms their interests and destroys the stability of Dongtian Paradise.

After hearing what Phillips said, Ye Fan looked calm and nodded calmly, "That's good, otherwise, if you accidentally kill you, it would be a waste of time."

"Hehe... You don't have to worry about this," Phillips asked with a relaxed face, "Then, have you decided who to choose as your opponent?"

Ye Fan shrugged and said, "I want to try them all, how about you three go together?"

"What!?"

"Boy, are you too arrogant!?"

Many powerhouses present finally couldn't hold back anymore, and directly attacked the case.

The smile on Phillips' face also disappeared, and Ji Wen, who had just picked up the guqin, frowned.

Yao Weixian was stunned, he had seen crazy people, but he had never seen such crazy people!

He thought he had met a powerful swordsman, but who would have thought... he met a lunatic!

"Your Excellency the Sword God...this is a big joke." Yao Wei laughed first. Today, this psychopath will undoubtedly die!

There is no need for him to make any deals secretly, I am afraid that Sansheng does not want to keep alive.

The bearded man didn't hook up with Ye Fan anymore, curled his lips, and stood aside with the jug, "Oh... I'm quite courageous, but my brain is not very bright..."

Breton, the beast saint, stroked his pet mouse with one hand, and said with a grin: "Although the real masters in the world are mostly conceited and paranoid weirdos, lunatics in the eyes of outsiders...

But to be so conceited... It's really rare. Do swordsmen with emperor-level sword intent have such individuality? "

Ye Fan glanced around and asked, "Why, can't it?"

Qin Sheng Ji Wen showed a handsome smile on his delicate and fair face, but his eyes were quite cold and said: "The three saints of the Immortal Palace represent the facade of the Immortal Palace.

If the three of us treat you alone, wouldn't it be ridiculed by outsiders?

You can only choose one, if you really don't know who to choose, Xiaosheng is willing to use the clumsy sound of the piano to learn about your emperor-level sword intent for a while...

Don't worry, Xiaosheng's strength, among the three saints, is only at the end, not as good as the two powerful seniors, the Sorcerer King and the Wine Sword Immortal..."

Ye Fan curled his lips, "Is that so..."

He had a rather regretful look on his face, but he let out a long sigh of relief in his heart!

Fortunately, fortunately! They did not accept it!

Ye Fan also made such an arrogant proposal just to show that he is very powerful!

I knew that the Three Sages of Asgard would not agree to such a request out of concern for face.

Anyway, they are going to fight. If they can't pass this level, even if they can get out alive, they will probably die by a narrow margin.

Emperor-level sword intent will definitely be regarded as a thorn in the side of some people, and if it is not strong enough, it will definitely be black hands.

Instead of this, why not be a little more crazy, if you win, won't these people think that they really have the ability to 1v3?

In this way, his reputation and strength can be maximized and publicized, and no one will dare to easily challenge the majesty of himself and the Excalibur Sect!

If there is bullshit, if you don't brag, you don't brag!

However, after bragging, Ye Fan has to make a careful choice...

"That's it... For me, the strongest opponent will always be myself.

By analogy, the one who resembles me the most should be the one who is also a swordsman..."

As Ye Fan spoke, he looked at a man who had never spoken to him from the beginning to the end...

The man in a gray gown, buttoned up meticulously, with short black hair neatly combed behind his ears, holding a book in his hand, has been reading there quietly.

The man has thick eyebrows and star eyes, a clean beard, and looks good, but compared to Ji Wen, he looks mediocre.

He looks like a gentle storyteller, very elegant.

When everyone heard Ye Fan's words, they also looked over silently, with playfulness and anticipation in their eyes.

Ye Fan walked over, curiously picked up a sapphire wine glass in front of the man, and smelled the purple-red liquid inside.

"Is this juice?"

The elegant man put down the book, stood up slowly, and said with a smile, "The freshly squeezed fruit juice from Xiaye fruit collected in Huo Lintian tastes good. Would you like some?"

Ye Fan was a little curious: "Everyone here seems to be the only one who doesn't drink, but you are the only wine sword fairy. Why?"

The Sword Immortal of Wine smiled and asked back: "Don't stop drinking. It is true that I drank and practiced swords when I was young, but... I have quit drinking for hundreds of years. Drinking is a mistake. It is better to persuade Jun Mo to be greedy."

"Don't stop drinking?" Ye Fan heard the name of the Sword Immortal of Wine, and heard him say "quit drinking" for hundreds of years, he couldn't help laughing and said, "Who called this Sword Immortal of Wine? Isn't it not related to you?" Is it gone?"

I'm afraid the world would never have imagined that the Sword Immortal of Wine is actually a teetotaler, and even advises people not to drink!

"Hehe... The title when I was young is not worth mentioning. Everyone likes to call it that, so I have no objection." Cup Mo Ting said with a gentle smile.

Ye Fan nodded, "Then please ask Senior Wine Sword Immortal to test me?"

Bei Moting looked at Phillips and Ji Wen with some embarrassment, "Unexpectedly, I have been silent all this time, but I was still selected..."

"Haha...Brother Cup, since this sword god is a swordsman with emperor-level sword intent, he must be particularly keen on sword intent.

Even if you sit all the time and don't drink at all, he won't miss you.

If you can't even tell who is the wine sword fairy and who is a drunkard, then his emperor-level sword intent is probably fake..."

As Ji Wen spoke, he glanced helplessly at the bearded burly man who had been drinking.

The bearded man grinned happily and said, "Don't tell me, I really thought he would mistake me for Brother Cup, haha..."

Bei Moting shook his head, and said, "Forget it, I haven't sparred with a swordsman for many years, so please..."