Chapter 2392: A sword is enough

Although the public believes that Meng Yiqiu’s speech is unpleasant, in fact, most of them also have such an idea in their hearts, and feel that Ye Fan’s handling is so biased.
A venomous demon girl, is it worth trusting?
The blue demon is frowning, and there is a chill in his eyes.
"Nonsense! I dare to smear our venerable Virgin?!"
Elder Rondo couldn't stand it. His mission was to protect the saints and maintain the reputation of the poisonous door.
Apart from anything else, Rondo pulled out the scimitar and ran a sacred body, and cut it directly toward Meng Yiqiu!
Meng Yiqiu smiled blankly, and he had already divided a flying sword and drawn a red light. He directly stabbed the sword with a sword!
"Hey!"
The sword is meant to have a whirlwind, which seems to be a straight line, but the attack surface is far more than this!
There is no sign, the hurricane of the sword directly hits Rondo's blade, and the Rondo's knife is directly shocked!
Rondo was shocked and was about to withdraw. He saw another flying sword shot at him!
Wanduomen is good at using scorpion venom and killing the enemy invisible. The sword is not a specialty, let alone encounter such a close-range heavenly sword!
Seeing that you want to make a move, Rondo avoids it, and closes his eyes and can only wait for death!
However, after a few seconds, Rondo found that he had nothing...
Can't help, Rondo slowly opened his eyes...
Actually, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, and with a burning golden flame hand, he undermined the flying sword of Meng Yiqiu!
There is a hurricane with swords on the flying sword, but Ye Fan does not feel anything.
"Sword...Sword God?" Rondo swallowed his throat, only to know that the sword saved his life.
Ye Fan’s face was gloomy. Before Meng Yiqiu’s harsh words of provocation and ridicule, he did not feel relieved.
He will not know the frogs at the bottom of the well, and the key will have no effect on him.
But Meng Yiqiu insulted the blue rain this time, then it is completely different in nature!
A woman who hurts herself, whether it is behavior or words, Ye Fan can't stand it!
Meng Yiqiu, like everyone else on the scene, was stunned.
I didn’t see how clearly, how did Ye Fan wrap around and how to catch Feijian.
But seeing Ye Fan actually started, Meng Yiqiu was excited.
"Haha! It's a bit interesting. I can catch this young master's sword. You still have a little bit of skill.
Waiting for the ancient ruins to open, anyway, it is boring, let the young master tear down the name of your so-called 'sword god'!

Meng Yiqiu confidently raised his mouth and re-enforced the sword. He will leave six swords in a row and fly in a row.
"Frost Sword, Rainbow!"
The six-handed flying sword is turned into a red streamer, which punctures toward the leaf sail at a very fast speed!
The electric stone fire, everyone is thinking about how the sword should dodge, but suddenly found that Ye Fan is not moving! ?
In an instant, I saw only six flying swords. When I arrived in front of Ye Fan for about three meters, they all stopped! ?
I saw that the six-handed flying swords have become docile little sheep, surrounded by Ye Fan, and even controlled by Ye Fan? !
The people behind the blue demon and other venoms are also surprised.
Meng Yiqiu stunned and muttered to himself: "This... how can it..."
The side of Meng Yunyun began to feel a little uneasy, loudly: "Autumn! Hold your hand! Don't be rude!"
"Father! He is just lucky! The baby is not serious yet!"
Meng Yiqiu quickly found the remaining eleven swords from the storage ring!
When the public saw Meng Yiqiu, he took the 18-handed flying sword, which was very eye-catching!
"Even if you can block the seven swords, you can't stop blocking the eleven swords!
Frost red sword, dream fly flower!

Meng Yiqiu drummed the power of chaos and the meaning of the sword, full force to push, eleven flying sword like a petal flying sword flower, whistling toward Ye Fan!
His sword-like character has been fully utilized in this move, directly bringing up a horizontal tornado!
The sacred monks who were present were retreating, and they dared not touch the sword!
Can Ye Fan still did not move, looking at the hurricane with a blank expression, an imperial sword-like pressure, suddenly broke out!
"Hey!!-"
The Red Tide Canyon is like an earthquake!
A lot of rocks have fallen and fallen to the cliff!
Ye Fan reached out and Meng Yiqiu’s eleven swords, once again obeyed, scattered the sword, and lingered around Ye Fan!
Both Meng and his sons have changed their faces, and the blue demon behind them is the eyes.
"The swords are not well learned, I want to practice Yu Jianshu?" Ye Fan said faintly: "It's a pity that these swords are good."
Meng Yiqiu was red and red, and he became angry and said: "You...you are just taking advantage of the emperor's sword, and also with the young master to talk about the sword!"
We have the swordsmanship of Jianshan Mountain Villa, and we are the only one in the world! !

"Is it?"
Ye Fan was undecided, but he made a snap.
In an instant!
Tens of thousands of flying swords are like a ray of sunshine, covering the sky! !
At least one of the top flying swords, and even a lot of the best flying swords, dazzling, as if the entire eating canyon has been dyed into a world of strange!
Don't say that Meng Yiqiu's eyes are falling out, and Meng Yunyun has completely smashed!
They have built tens of thousands of years of flying swords in the Tibetan Mountain Villa, but they have never seen so many top flying swords! !
The sacred palaces of the sacred palaces, the devils of the demon kings, all of them are stunned, and many people are constantly blinking hard, feeling like dreaming!
Ye Fan thought of a move, tens of thousands of flying swords directly into the sky in the sky into the Eight Immortals!
Eight powerful and mighty sword dragons roared in the air, and the metal swords of "铿铿铿" made countless people feel scalp tingling and did not dare to move!
Look at these lifelike sword dragons, and then think back to Meng Yiqiu’s so-called "Yu Jian Shu"...
The public has no idea how to describe it, this is the gap between man and God!
However, if you think about it carefully, the gods who have been hailed as myths have already been killed by the sword god. How can a sword and a god, a Meng Jianqiu, compare with the sword god! ?
People are like this. When the star will be unbeaten, everyone will think that the of heaven will be extremely powerful.
If the of heaven will be defeated, there will be an illusion, like the of heaven, but nothing...
Until this moment, the saints understand that not the of the stars will be weaker than the imagination, but really because the sword is too strong!
"Roar!--"
It seems that with the dragon scorpion, the Eight-Dragon Emperor Dragon gathers on the top of Meng Yiqiu, like eight dragons, overlooking the small life!
Meng Yiqiu couldn't help but have a soft leg, and the station was also unstable. He sat down directly to the ground!
"Father! Father saves me!!"
Meng Yiqiu panicked, and he felt that these stegosaurus had fallen down casually, and he was completely lost!
At this moment, how can he still have the spirit of arrogance and arrogance?
Many people secretly sneered and shook their heads. As for this strength, they dared to provoke the sword god, and they really did not live.
Meng Yunyun suddenly woke up and knew that his son was in a bad situation. He was surrounded by a sacred spirit and Huo Ran appeared in front of his son.
A three-footed Qingfeng, which is like a hoarfrost and full of moiré, appeared on the hands of Meng Yunyun.
"Hello of the sword god, the child offended the lord, I lost it for him, can you give Meng and the Tibetan swords a face...
When we set off for the ancient ruins, why should we hurt our own people for a little thing? "Meng Yunyun looked cold and stern."
As soon as I saw the Jianyun Juggernaut, which became famous two thousand years ago, for the sake of the son, confronting the sword god, who is now the most prosperous, the two holy places are all focused!
The fairy palace is not hopeful, because the two fight, the general will be destroyed before departure.
The Devil's Temple is quite awaiting. Anyway, who is injured or dead is a happy event for them.
Ye Fan is silent for a moment, with a big hand and a wave, flying swords in the sky, eight wild emperors, instantly dissipated!
Meng Yunyun Changsong breathed a sigh of relief. "Thank you, Lord of the Sword God, it seems that you still know the truth and know that the overall situation is important..."
"Don't thank me," Ye Fan held a flying sword in his hand and said coldly: "Killing your father and son, a sword is enough."