The pair of law-enforcement Immortal Guards were so scared that they trembled all over.

Although there are strong people on their side, even a little aftermath of the battle between the powerful people at the level of Daluo Golden Immortal can make them obliterated.

clang!!

Ye Tian drew his sword.

The sword light flashed, soaring into the sky, and the sky and the earth shook.

With a "puff", the Daluo Jinxian man who was acting was also pierced through the throat with a sword.

"thump!"

The body fell to the ground, and his original position was replaced by a cold and handsome man.

"I am the first and second level of the Golden Immortal, so I come here to die."

Night sky.

He is no longer the servant who was bullied.

The last woman left, her face pale.

Both of the second level of Golden Immortal were killed instantly by one sword.

Can she escape at the first level of the Golden Immortal?

"The little woman surrendered—"

"puff--"

A silver-light sword pierced her throat.

Before her death, she finally saw the sword clearly: as crystal clear as jade, as silver as translucent, without dropping blood, like a work of art in a sword.

——This is a fairy treasure

This was her thought before her death.

Ye Tian’s sword was unsheathed, his figure shook, and he returned to Yang Fan, closed his eyes, and immersed in practice.

As he said, he was the entourage of the Third Young Master and the sword of the Third Young Master.

When it's time to take action, you will kill the enemy with one sword, and you will never be ruthless.

Yang Fan looked at him with approval. Ye Tian, ​​who had taken the blood of the spirit and comprehended the sword of killing, had a strong attack power.

Even if it is challenging at a higher level, it is not difficult for him.

At this time, the patrolling immortal guards moved their eyes to Yang Fan, with awe in their eyes.

Although they did not understand Yang Fan's strength, the sergeants beside him were so powerful and had an extremely respectful attitude. The master's strength was simply unimaginable.

It took a while.

"Third brother, you are finally here."

A ray of light rushed over, and it was the second brother Hou Dong.

Compared with tens of thousands of years, Hou Dong has cultivated to the third level of Golden Immortal, and is comparable to his elder brother Yang Gang.

As far as Yang Fan knows, looking at the entire Yuzhou, there are many Daluo Jinxian, but after reaching the third level of Jinxian, there are very few.

As for the median true immortals above the fourth level, they are even rarer. In the entire Linyuan City, except for his father, there may be no one or two.

"Brother was captured, how could I have the face to stay in the mansion and be protected by my parents?"

Yang Fan smiled faintly and went into the city with his second brother Hou Dong.

On the way, Hou Dong's eyes swept across his follower Ye Tian, ​​and his heart was trembling.

In just tens of thousands of years, the cultivation level of the third brother's follower has caught up with him.

Soon, the two rushed to the meeting hall in the city.

"Third brother, you must be careful. Two days ago, my father was very unhappy when he received the news you were coming."

Yang Dong reminded.

Yang Fan smiled bitterly in his heart. He felt that his father in this life had completely regarded himself as a burden.

In contrast, Yang Tian, ​​the top ten father, has a far-sighted vision and controls the overall situation behind the scenes, which is mysterious and unpredictable.

Enter the hall of convention.

His father Yang Lin sat on the top throne, and the ministers and fairies below were lined up in two rows.

"Father, the third brother is here."

Yang Dong walked to the throne and whispered.

"The child has met his father."

Yang Fan bowed slightly.

"Who asked you to come?" Father Yang Lin raised his eyebrows, and became angry and scolded: "The war ahead is in danger. If you don't stay in the city lord's mansion, come here to give the enemy an opportunity to take advantage of?"

A son just now was captured by the enemy, and now he has an incredible impression. Yang Lin naturally has no good words or attitude.

After all, with Yang Fan's apparent cultivation, he should come to the front line, not to mention support, but also send someone to protect him. Once he is negligent, he is captured by the enemy and becomes a hostage, the situation will only be worse.

Therefore, Yang Lin’s reaction is in common sense.

In the past 20,000 years, Yang Lin has basically not returned and has no understanding of Yang Fan's current situation.

When Yang Lin got angry, there was a silence in the hall of discussions.

Those ministers and immortal generals basically did not dare to say anything.

Yang Fan was about to speak.

"Hahaha...good news, it's so satisfying."

A bold laughter came from the hall.

The visitor was a mighty man with golden armor, with a strong aura that shocked the audience.

"General Tiger, what good news is there?"

Yang Lin's anger disappeared and a smile appeared.

General Tiger is the number one under his command, and his cultivation level has reached the median Golden Immortal.

General Tiger's eyes lit up when he saw Yang Fan and the others, and laughed: "The three Daluo Jinxians from 'Zhou Wucheng' just now tried to attack the reserve weapons of my Linlang City during the war, but were killed by these two heroes in an instant. They were so proud."

"I dare to ask the two heroes who have honored their surnames and names. Hu wants to make friends with him. He is really a hero who is young..."

General Tiger laughed loudly and praised him.

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