Douluo: Xiao Yan joins Wuhun Palace and vows to kill Tang San

Chapter 126 Three disciples!

"No wonder Master warned me not to have high expectations. It turns out you had expected this scene."

Yin Ming took a deep breath and looked at the Zixiao Sword in his hand, which had some broken blades, with a sense of sadness. It still had the spirit of immortality, with the sleeves and robes flying, and the purple robes flying in the air. He looked at Ye Fan calmly, Said: "I admit defeat."

Whoa!

People were in an uproar and it was very noisy.

As Yin Tiande's favorite disciple, and even having the same surname as himself, he has undoubtedly received a lot of training, and his status is even much higher than that of Mo Wentian.

But at this time, he gave up.

In front of almost all the heroes in the world, he admitted defeat.

"This man is amazing. He is able to bend and stretch. He knew he would lose without saying a word and just admitted defeat." Even though admitting defeat is not an outstanding thing, few people know that if a person in such a high position can put down his position, This is also a great thing.

Ye Fan's eyes were as bright as lightning, which was a sign of his extremely powerful body. "You were the one who wanted to start a war before, right? But now you want to admit defeat?"

"Yes, I admit defeat." Yin Ming said calmly, putting the Zixiao Sword in its scabbard and carrying it behind his back.

"Why are you pretending to be a big-tailed wolf when you admit defeat? Get out of here!" Ye Fan really couldn't stand the fact that this guy acted like he was serious again. This indifferent look looked like he was being beaten. He slapped the person who had not yet reacted. Yin Ming took a picture of the sky.

The latter's scalp felt numb and he felt the same treatment from Mo Wentian.

boom!

A deep ravine was created in the ground, and Ye Fan lifted it up like a dead dog, and then casually dropped it on Mo Wentian, who fainted in the distance.

"You want to admit defeat, but I don't want to agree! If you want to fight, you will fight. Now that you know you will lose, you want to stop. How can there be such a good thing in the world!" Ye Fan looked down at the half-dead Yin Ming.

The latter no longer had any immortal Taoist bones, and was covered with wounds. His fluttering purple Taoist robe was also stained with dust and torn in several places. It looked like a beggar's robe, which was different from the disheveled Mo Wentian underneath. Where to go.

"Stop humiliating me!" Yin Ming roared angrily, not expecting that even if he gave in, he would still be unable to escape this fate. Being treated as a junior and played by Ye Fan as a child, Ye Fan's actions were really dark, and he controlled the intensity just right, almost The punches landed on the face.

Yin Ming's face, which he thought was handsome and handsome, was now swollen like a pig's head.

At the same time, Ye Fan lifted up Tuoba Mo who was beside him and threw him on top of the two of them. The three famous geniuses were usually famous and famous throughout the Feixian battlefield, but at this time they were beaten by Lei Cheng The loot is like a mountain of people!

Many people were covering their lips and smiling slightly.

"It seems that Ye Fan, the holy body from the earth, is not as iron-blooded as the rumors say. He is obviously a sinister monster. In fact, he knows everything. He just keeps it in his heart and does everything quietly. He is so evil in his heart." Seeing this Xiao Yan couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Huh!? Is there anyone else coming?"

Suddenly, three more beams of light flashed over from the horizon.

A ray of light looked like the approaching sun, showing the terrifying brilliance of the sun, blazing and powerful.

The other one was golden yellow and full of blood, somewhat similar to Ye Fan's previous image.

As for the last one, his performance was very light, nothing special, except for his shiny golden bald head that looked obvious and strange.

Their speed was extremely fast, beyond ordinary people's cognition. They approached the plain almost instantly, approaching quickly!

"Three of them know the secret of calligraphy among the nine secrets!" A well-informed person exclaimed.

How many people in the world are good at secretly writing?Three people appeared here at once.

Needless to say, everyone almost realized who was coming.

"Master!" Three neutral and rich voices sounded at the same time. The figure restrained his breath, walked closer, and knelt down directly.

These three are all rare strong men in Feixian Battlefield. They have stirred up quite a lot of flying clouds when they arrived at Feixian Battlefield several times. The name of Holy Body Disciples not only brings them prestige, but also attracts many challenges. His gaze almost rose in battle.

"Ye Tong...Huahua...and...Yang Xi!?" Ye Fan was pleasantly surprised and quickly helped the three of them up.

Ye Tong had a pair of blazing eyes, and his hair seemed to be shining. Even though his aura was restrained, he could still feel the power of the sun that was dormant like a vast ocean. Ye Fan patted his eldest disciple heavily on the shoulder, All smiles.

"In the past 300 years, has anyone deceived you like the crows on Huosang Star? Don't be afraid, tell me, we are not afraid of anyone, and we will seek justice for you!" Ye Fan asked.

Ye Tong scratched his head and said with a mixture of laughter and tears: "Master, I am a great sage now, no one can bully me."

Great Holy!

Ye Fan was a little sad.

Yes, 300 years have passed, and his disciple's talent is so powerful. He is simply the second to the Sun Holy Emperor, and is not even weaker than the once young Sun Holy Emperor. Who can bully him! ?

Ye Fan glanced at the three disciples.

Without exception, they all reached the peak of the Great Sage.

"Okay, okay, okay!" Ye Fan was as happy as an old father seeing his son getting married.

"Yang Xi..." Ye Fan looked at his youngest disciple.

"Master!" Yang Xi cried a little and couldn't help but shed tears. The little kid in the human city had grown into a big tree in the sky. The holy body of the great saint level was also incredibly powerful.

"Senior brother found me in the human city, and then my grandfather and I moved to Tianzhicun. Senior brother taught me a lot, not only combat skills and secret techniques, but also the master's Taoism. We have become One spirit.”

Ye Tong, who was on the side, smiled kindly.

Ye Fan nodded and touched Yang Xi's head.

A certain flower monk on the side blinked and stared blankly at Ye Fan, but the latter made no move. His little eyes looked a little pitiful, like a little widow waiting for her blessing.

"Master, have you forgotten your favorite good disciple!?" Huahua reminded.

Ye Fan rolled his eyes and didn't want to speak.

Huahua hugged Ye Fan's arm and hummed: "You are caring and hopeful for your senior brother, and you are also happy for your junior brother. How come you don't want to talk anymore when you only see me?"

Huahua patted her big smooth head and said seriously: "I understand, I am still the closest to you after all. We haven't seen each other for 300 years. We don't need to communicate too much. Everything is left unspoken!"

"You!" Ye Fan tugged on Huahua's big ears. Huahua's Maitreya-like earlobes were really too big to cover.

"When I first entered Feixian Battlefield, I heard a lot about your glorious achievements. Whether it's your senior brother Ye Tong or junior brother Yang Xi, who has a famous record and is famous for his strong combat power!"

"Only you!"

"What the hell is going on at a nunnery at night and alerting Jin Chanzi to chase him!?"

(End of this chapter)