Chapter 2843 so Weak

When Ling Hanyu said this, many people became extremely suspicious.

I feel that the timing of Ye Fan's appearance is indeed a bit weird.

Moreover, the emperor-level sword intent has never been seen before.

Even if Ye Fan showed his hand and released the aura of the emperor-level artistic conception, after all, his cultivation base does not seem to be high.

Not to mention the three masters, none of the ten masters is this level of coercion.

"Hey", Ye Fan was a little impatient, and asked Feng Yuzhi and others beside him, "Is that guy the elder of your clan?"

"Elder Ling Hanyu is a member of the Presbyterian Church and the vice president of the branch," Feng Yuzhi laughed.

"Just this thing can still be the vice president? An idiot who doesn't have a brain..." Ye Fan shook his head with a sigh.

Ling Hanyu's face turned red, and he reprimanded angrily: "You dare to insult me?! Do you think you can clear the suspicion by doing this!?"

Ye Fan sneered.

"Clear the suspicion?"

Ye Fan's smile disappeared, his eyes were as cold as frost.

"Even if I killed that Yao, do I need to wash it?"

Everyone in the audience was stunned for a moment, somewhat astonished.

"You... what did you say?" Ling Hanyu was confused.

Triple disintegration!

The sword will disintegrate!

"Buzz!—"

As Ye Fan's cultivation base increased wildly, the pressure of the sword intent increased dramatically.

A sword-cry sounded like a dragon's chant, resounding through the sky.

The black-golden sword intent is like a giant dragon rising from the roar of hell!

With Ye Fan as the center, accompanied by the surging tornado air waves, roaring in all directions!

The coercion that had doubled compared to just now was like a thunderbolt hitting everyone's hearts!

Tens of thousands of people from the clan at the scene felt their scalps tingling, their Qi and blood surged, and their meridians tensed!

Although Ye Fan did not carry out intensive training, but now he has already seen through the law of energy.

Therefore, his cultivation is increasing day by day.

Before you know it, the Sacred Heart has reached the Eucharist.

Although the tempered body of the holy body is negligible to Ye Fan.

But the growth of comprehensive strength is real.

And every time the comprehensive improvement, the disintegration will continue to geometrically increase the combat power.

As a result, his triple disintegration and the disintegration of his heavy sword will already break through the Kaitian Ninth Layer!

The coercion of the emperor-level sword will naturally become extremely terrifying.

"ah!--"

"My head is going to split!!—"

"puff--"

There were bursts of miserable screams and the sound of vomiting blood!

Many clan monks were directly oppressed by this sword intent, causing their seven orifices to bleed!

Piece by piece, those with weaker cultivation levels fainted and fell into a coma, their eyes turned white!

Feng Yuzhi, Bai Qu and others who were closest to him, even if they had Kaitian cultivation base, they all felt as if they were being pricked by needles at this moment!

It was as if all the blood in his body had been grabbed by someone's hand and pierced with a sword!

A group of people panicked and retreated tens of meters immediately!

The worst one was Zhuang Mengdie, the president of the girl student union.

She is close, but her cultivation is only a heavenly king. Even if she has the blood of a fire dragon, it is not enough to look at!

Zhuang Mengdie's big eyes were almost burst by intraocular pressure, and the meridians all over his body were knotted, and he was about to suffocate.

At the critical moment, it was Feng Yuzhi next to him who used his cultivation to drag her back to avoid disaster!

However, Zhuang Mengdie's expression was twisted, and his mouth opened wide in horror.

It was so shocking! It's too scary!

A person's sword intent turned out to be just coercion, and it changed the color of the world like this! ?

"This...is the Sword God?"

Zhuang Mengdie murmured inwardly.

In the sky above Shenlong City, it seems that the devil king of the abyss has descended, and the sun has never been seen.

As soon as Ye Fan stretched out his hand, after the triple disintegration, the five-clawed golden dragon Longyan was strengthened several times and turned into a dragon claw.

With one stroke, Ling Hanyu, who was already frightened into a fool, was dragged to the front.

Ling Hanyu was already trembling with fright at this moment, his face was as white as paper.

"Why, do you think the sword intent I released is not strong and my cultivation base is too low?"

"I don't even want to see if you bastards can afford it!"

"Let me ask you, even if I killed that Yao, what can you do?"

Ye Fan grinned wickedly, his voice piercingly cold.

"I...I...I can't see the Sword God! Sword God, spare me!!"

Ling Hanyu clasped his palms together and began to beg.

"If you can stick to your own opinion and not fear death, then I still respect you as a man.

It turns out...you are just a stupid coward who wants to stand out, but doesn't care about the consequences? "

Ye Fan looked disgusted, this kind of person would be dirty even if killed.

With one hand, the sword intent solidified into a black-gold rapier.

"Shua, Shua, Shua".

Three swords as fast as lightning.

Tongue cut!

Break Dantian!

Break three legs!

Ling Hanyu couldn't even explain the pitiful begging for mercy, his cultivation base was completely destroyed, and he fell from several hundred meters in the air.

Immortality, but to recover, it will be impossible in a few decades.

Tens of thousands of people at the scene were so frightened that their faces were pale.

"Who else doubts my identity?"

Ye Fan glanced at it and asked lightly.

Tens of thousands of people, nearly ninety percent, quickly lowered their heads.

For fear of being misunderstood by Ye Fan.

"The current Lord of Shenlong City wants to stop the wind, on behalf of the Shenlong clan! Welcome the return of the Sword God!"

Feng wanted to stop and quickly took the lead, bent at ninety degrees, and shouted loudly.

"Bai Qu, lead the teachers and students of the academy to welcome Senior Sword God!"

All of a sudden, tens of thousands of clan children in the audience hurriedly greeted each other with loud voices.

Only then did Ye Fan put away his sword intent, and said, "I want to know all the information about that Qinglong's death, and find a place."

"Master Sword God, please move."

Feng wanted to stop smiling, and led the way politely.

Shenlong City, the ancestral land of the Shenlong Clan.

In the solemn and majestic hall.

Ye Fan was invited to take the main seat, and hundreds of high-ranking clans in Shenlong City below all took their seats nervously.

Thousands of juniors had no place to sit, but they all blocked the inside and outside of the hall in order to pay close attention to the Sword God.

Zhuang Mengdie and a group of students, how can they still be in the mood for class?

They returned to their ancestral land one after another, looking at Ye Fan with eyes of admiration, curiosity, and admiration.

Ye Fan took a sip of the spirit tea prepared from the best spirit grass, and said, "Tell me, don't miss the details."

"yes!"

Only then did Feng Yuzhi cautiously tell what happened yesterday.

In fact, things are not complicated.

Yesterday, it was said that Yao Zhonggu would go to the Tianzi class of Kyushu College as usual to give lectures to the top clan students.

However, Yao Zhonggu did not appear for more than an hour.

Only then did the clan send people into Yao Zhonggu's residence to inquire.

In the end, it was discovered that Yao Zhonggu had died tragically in the house, and the death condition was extremely tragic, and the dragon soul had already dissipated.

"This matter is really a disgrace to our Shenlong clan, and even the entire clan, and many people are still unaware of it.

As for the Ten Elders and the Alliance Presbyterian Church, they have already started investigations, but they haven't come to any conclusion yet. "

"That Yao Zhonggu, what strength?" Ye Fan asked.

"Azure Dragon Dacheng..."

"Huh?" Ye Fan frowned, and said in disappointment, "So weak?"

"Well……"

Feng Yuzhi and the thousands of clansmen present fell into a daze again.

Qinglong Dacheng? weak?

This is the entire plane, one of the few blue dragons, one of the ten elders of the clan!

Plane level, also called weak?

If someone else said it this way, the Shenlong people at the scene would definitely be outraged, thinking that they looked down on them.

However, Ye Fan is special.

If you think about it carefully, people are indeed qualified to say that!

An emperor-level swordsman who can fight two big demon kings in a row naturally looks down on Qinglong of this level.

Sword God, indeed is the Sword God!

A casual sentence reveals the self-confidence to look down on the world, and the words are not astonishing and endless!

The admiration revealed in thousands of pairs of eyes became stronger and stronger.

Some clansmen who practice swords can't wait to kneel down directly. This is the ultimate idol of swordsmen!

Zhuang Mengdie and a group of clan girls, many of them stared at the stars and were fascinated...