Poor talent for cultivation? Fortunately, I have a cultivation simulator

Ye Fan stopped on purpose and was caught up by the three men.

Escape?

Why?

Ye Fan did not say anything.

But the way he took the sword seemed to have already explained his intention.

"How dare you take out such a rusty sword? Brother Lu, how can you be so shabby as the direct disciple of the master of your Changsheng Xianzong?"

Looking at the rusty sword in Ye Fan's hand,

Huangfu Ran smiled and looked at Lu Ziteng.

"Ye Fan, Ye Fan, you really like to seek death as always!"

Lu Ziteng's face choked, narrowed his eyes and frowned.

Emperor Mu Ying didn't have so much nonsense.

Before they finished speaking, he had already raised the trident and set off to kill Ye Fan.

""Villain behavior!"

Lu Ziteng and Huangfu Ran also hurriedly took action, fearing that Emperor Mu Ying would take the lead and get the secret treasure!

However.

Just when the three of them were about to reach Ye Fan in the blink of an eye.

The rusty long sword in Ye Fan's hand trembled, and a sword intent that soared to the sky rose from the ground!

Lu Ziteng's heart trembled violently.

For some reason, he actually felt a trace of fear.

It was a kind of fear that was suppressed by the race and naturally restrained!

And the sword in his hand trembled even more, and it looked even more frightened than him.

He was afraid of Ye Fan.

And his sword was afraid of Ye Fan's sword!

Emperor Mu Ying and Huangfu Ran also felt that it was not good. At this moment, Ye Fan slashed with a sword, and a monstrous sword energy burst out!

The three of them retreated and dodged together.

Although they dodged it.

But the feeling just now made them extremely frightened!

"Brother Lu, what kind of weird thing is this? Isn't Ye Fan an individual cultivator? Why can he use such a powerful sword move?"

Huang Fu Ran gritted his teeth and asked

"How would I know?"

Lu Ziteng wanted to know what was going on more than him.

Ye Fan had already destroyed a lot of his pride.

If his most proud swordsmanship was surpassed, then his pride would be destroyed without a trace left.……

"Prince Mu, this boy is evil. Why don't we join forces to take him down first? We can discuss our grudges later...？"

Huangfu Ran looked at Emperor Mu Ying

""Okay!"

Emperor Mu Ying agreed coldly.

He didn't want to agree at first.

But for some reason.

Looking at Ye Fan, he always had a strange feeling.

Just like Lu Ziteng.

But his strange feeling was a feeling of being suppressed by blood!

No matter what, get rid of him first!

After that, the three of them attacked together and killed Ye Fan. Huangfu Ran abandoned his sword and used his palm. With a wave of his hand, a terrifying palm condensed in the sky and slapped Ye Fan down.

Emperor Mu Ying sacrificed the trident, and the blue light shone, condensing a larger palm than the one just now. Countless halberds fell with a bang.

The long sword in Lu Ziteng's hand was suspended in the air. He pinched a few hand seals with one hand, and the long sword became ten, ten became a hundred, and a hundred became millions, condensing into a rain of swords all over the sky!

Three Jindan stage masters, such a terrifying attack.

They firmly believed that, let alone Ye Fan, even if a master of the same foundation building stage came, it would be impossible to resist!

However, a scene that surprised them happened.

Ye Fan just swung the long sword in his hand lightly.

An arc of sword energy burst out.

Wherever the sword energy passed, everything was chopped into pieces!

"What?!"

"This is... the prototype of sword intent?!"

"How is it possible!?"

The three of them were shocked!

Ye Fan actually comprehended the prototype of sword intent!

How many sword cultivators could not comprehend even a little bit in their entire lives.

But Ye Fan, a body cultivator, actually comprehended the prototype of sword intent!? (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

All three of them felt bad.

According to this, they could not possibly get the treasure in Ye Fan's hand. They might even be eliminated by Ye Fan!

In an instant, the three of them thought of giving up everything.

But at this moment

, a fierce blue light filled the sky.

Someone else is coming?

Lu Ziteng and Huangfu Ran were shocked again.

But Emperor Mu Ying's eyes widened!

Soon, a blue light fell.

The person who came was a heroic young man with long blue hair and wearing blue wavy armor.

His skin was snow-white, so white that it glowed. He held a blue trident in one hand that was similar to Emperor Mu Ying's, but the golden light in it was much more powerful than the one in Emperor Mu Ying's hand.

""Cousin!"

Seeing the man, Emperor Mu Ying shouted excitedly

"Cousin?"

Huangfu Ran frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something, and then his pupils shrank dramatically:"The Holy Son of Haiyuan Holy Land, Hai Yuntian?!"

""Holy Son?!"

Lu Ziteng was also shocked.

Hai Yuntian heard Emperor Mu Ying calling him, and snorted coldly without turning his head:"Waste! A piece of trash can make you so embarrassed, it's really embarrassing for my holy bloodline!"

Emperor Mu Ying was such an arrogant person.

But now, being insulted like this.

He just lowered his head deeply, not even daring to have a little displeasure.

Hai Yuntian.

His cousin.

The son of the Holy Lord of Haiyuan Holy Land.

He and him both have top-grade special spiritual roots.

But his is only a sea spiritual root.

And Hai Yuntian's spiritual root is a top-grade sea king spiritual root!

The sea king spiritual root has not appeared once in thousands of years.

So when Hai Yuntian was born, he was destined to become the king of the sea, the overlord of the sea.

Except for some powerful people.

Most of the sea people will have blood suppression in front of him, which is a feeling that makes people's souls tremble.

And just now on Ye Fan's (Ma Zhao Zhao), he also noticed this feeling.

This is why he is willing to join forces with Lu Ziteng and Huangfu Ran!

"Is it the prototype of sword intent?"

Hai Yuntian looked at Ye Fan:"Then this Saint Son really wants to ask for advice!"

"but……"

"There is a kind of aura about you that makes this Saint Son hate"

"So, whether here or outside, you must die!"

Boom!

A surging aura burst out from Hai Yuntian's body.

Middle Jindan stage!

Middle Jindan stage under 20 years old!

Moreover, the richness of this aura is definitely not forced by magic medicine.……

"Is this the Son of God level prodigy?"

Lu Ziteng and Huang Furan were both very nervous, and at the same time, there was a flash of excitement in their eyes. They were already looking forward to how Ye Fan would be crushed!

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