Chapter 1522 Facing the Undead Mountain Man

Bodhi waved his hand, and a servant came back, picked up a cup of fairy tea with a jade plate, floated out a burst of fragrance, and walked to Ye Fan.

Ji Ziyue sat in the pavilion with Ye Fan. Her big eyes bent into a crescent moon shape and smiled brightly. Naturally, she knew who it was.

Ye Fan got up, looked at the dark Bo and said, "Thank you very much. If you send me two cups, we will accept it."

Not far away, Dark Bo shook his head and said, "Unfortunately, there is no solution to the world's hatred. If I don't take action, I can't explain to my elders. I can only offer fairy tea."

"So, I can only thank you. What if we have a feud? Aren't you going to regret it?" Ye Fan said.

"It doesn't matter. I'll give you this cup of tea!" Dark Bo said calmly, but there was a kind of strength on Yu's pale face, which was very different from before.

This makes people feel a thrill, feel a kind of gas swallowing thousands of miles, but my unique momentum, sweeps away the pathology, makes people fight double battles, and the back is cold.

This is a great figure. There is no fluctuation of power, and you can't see the depth of the realm. It's just a natural spirit, which makes all ambitions tremble.

"Tea, is there any forced delivery?" Ye Fan shook his head.

"This kind of fairy tea can't be drunk even if ordinary people want to drink it. It can be called a kind of fairy fate. What can you hesitate about?" The servant said coldly.

Ye Fan ignored him and only opened his mouth to the Dark Bo and said, "Before that, I was grateful for giving me tea. If you are forced to send it like this, it will be an enemy.

Although it is a cup of divine tea, such a strong delivery has a sense of persecution. Since his debut, no one has been able to suppress him like this.

Dark Bodhisattva looked indifferent and didn't say anything. But the servants holding the teacup are even more compelling. Where do they come from? The real forbidden area of life, all the power and inheritance in the world are a joke for them!

Since ancient times, what kind of strength can really compare with their elders? Unless there is a real emperor, everything is a thing of the past and nothing.

Ye Fan ignored him and sat down directly. A servant, no matter how powerful he is, is just a servant. With his multilingual and argument, he is self-depraving in any case.

"Everything in the world is at our feet. My lord dominates the ups and downs of the world. For thousands of years, no one has ever dared to refuse our kindness like this." The servant said in an aggravated voice.

Ye Fan looked directly at the dark Bo and said, "It seems that you are not very satisfied with this servant. Do you want to borrow my hand to kill you?"

His words were not high, but his momentum went straight to the sky. Everyone's ears were buzzing. Everyone was frightened and knew what a powerful figure this was.

The words shock the sky, which contains an invincible will of martial arts, which can make people really feel that this kind of character must be peerless, and it is difficult to have an enemy among the same generation.

"Bang", "Bang", "Bang"...

Dark Bodhisattva claps his hands. He said, "Over the years, you have been the first person to be as strong as me. You remember that you were born until now. There are not many people who are rebellious.

He asked the servant to step back and asked him to bring back the tea.

"Lord!" The servant was unwilling and stared at Ye Fan indifferently. He really couldn't stand this gesture, because Ye Fan had never looked at him from beginning to end. Even if he spoke, he directly talked to the dark Bodhisattva.

Although this is self-respecting and does not care about his servant, where does he come from? It came out of the undead mountain! Even a servant. At that time, he was also powerful in the outside world. Who dares to underestimate Ye Fan's attitude made him furious!

He didn't go back and stepped forward. Condescending, looking down at Ye Fan, a powerful breath rushed out and swept towards Ye Fan, wanting to kill him.

"Puff"

A cold light flashed. Then the blood splashed, and everything was over.

Ye Fan didn't even blink his eyes. He sat there and was still calm. He killed the man directly without saying a word.

Everyone was shocked, and a terrible wave surged up in their hearts. Even they couldn't say how powerful the servant was just now. It was like a stormy wave. They didn't want to be split by someone in an instant, directly smashed and turned into a pool of blood.

People have never even seen what kind of weapon it is, and how did that person do it? It was so fast that it killed a clean one.

The look of the Dark Bodhisattva suddenly cooled down, like a demon god. The whole person burst out a breath of the sky, and directly shattered the sky.

"I respect you as a character, but your servant doesn't know how to advance or retreat. If you and I change places, what will you do? Don't you kill?" Ye Fan asked calmly.

"Dah", "Dah", "Dah"...

The rhythmic footsteps came, and the great saint of the Ji family appeared, with a treasure mirror hanging on his head, standing in the distance and looking at the dark Bodhisattva.

Everyone's expression is stagnant. What's the beginning of this person? It's really appalling to see a great saint holding the imperial weapon.

The dark bodhisattva looked extremely indifferent. After a long time, he slowly calmed down and said, "Well, it's his own disaster. He doesn't respect my decree. It should be such a disaster."

No one expected that his fierce posture finally calmed down again and became calm.

"Who is this person?"

Everyone was shocked and stared at Ye Fan, but some people had already understood who this was, and even knew how the servant died.

Ye Fan rushed to the cold light with a sword and killed the undead mountain servant in armor. It was impossible to hide it from Huo Liner, Jiang Yifei, Princess Yueling and others. They saw it clearly.

"Ye Fan, the holy body of the human race, I haven't seen it for a long time!" Shi Zhongxuan opened his mouth.

Ye Fan smiled and raised his glass to signal. His face was foggy, and he regained his true face in an instant. Since he was recognized, there was nothing to hide. He doesn't want to be too much trouble, but he is not afraid of trouble.

Sure enough, when Ye Fan really appeared here, it suddenly triggered a riot. Many people exclaimed, and many people rushed forward and talked a lot.

"Brother Ye heard that you broke into the ancient road of the starry sky, and all the enemies you killed were scared and invincible to the star road. Is it true?" Someone asked eagerly.

"Senior Ye, what obstacles are there on the ancient road? What do you need to pay attention to? Do you think I can set foot on that road?" There are new rising descendants who ask with hope.

......

Ye Fan was helpless. He knew it would be this scene, but there was nothing he could do. He answered one by one. It took a long time for the crowd to disperse, which really made him tired to deal with it.

This is still his secret hint that there may be a war here. Most of the time, you have to kill a result of blood flowing into a river, otherwise you can't get rid of everyone at all. Now he is famous for Doudou. Once he appears, it must be this result.

Of course, there are hostile people standing in the shadows and watching indifferently. It's just that there are a few people who can kill Ye Fan today. Who dares to win the front easily? He is no longer a little monk of the past, shocking the world.

Huo Lin'er smiled, came forward and whispered, "You can also see that, do you know where that person comes from?"

Ye Fan nodded and said, "Wu Dao tea is newly picked. It is by no means blown out by the strong wind as in the past. It is thought that only the people in that place were born."

"Since you know. You still kill his servant. It's much more horrible than my royal family. There are real emperor-level strong men in charge!" Huo Liner said.

This is a reality. And who can be immortal in this world, who is the real master, is naturally the supreme in the seven forbidden areas of life!

Ji Ziyue pulled Huo Liner with a smile, let her sit down together, and poured a cup of tea for her with her own hands.

"Little sister, you want to hurt me. Pull me to sit down like this. What if the Undead Mountain also keeps an account on my head? What should I do?" Huo Lin'er said.

"My sister, as a royal family, is the daughter of the ancient emperor of Kirin. What are you afraid of what they are doing?" Ji Ziyue said carelessly.

"You bad-hearted guy, you obviously want to pull me to a chariot, and say that there are real emperor-level masters, and we are the same as yours. The most glorious era has come to an end. Huo Liner poured bitter water and said that there was Wu Dao tea over there, but he came here to calm down the enemy.

"It's just normal human contact. I don't think that guy is a stingy person. It's okay." Ji Ziyue smiled and said.

Jiang Yifei also came over. Saying hello to Ye Fan, the two met very early. At that time, Ye Fan was still a little monk and had just learned how to practice.

"It smells so good!" Eleven saints, including Longma and Gu Jinpeng, came out of the Central Heavenly Palace, smelled the fragrance of Wudao tea, and then saw Ye Fan. They were suddenly overjoyed and said, "Soak a jar quickly and have a good drink."

Ye Fan's mind was full of black lines. These masters used to drink with big jars, and all of them were big-bellied men.

He took out some Wudao tea, boiled Gu Tianzun's life spring liquid, and then began to make tea. A group of people were stunned in the distance.

When did enlightenment tea become so worthless? How can anyone soak a pot, such a casual invitation.

Especially when I saw that the number of tea slices Ye Fan put in is really not small. It is estimated that if it is scattered, it can really be soaked in a jar. Everyone is envious. This kind of peerless fairy tea can be met but not sought. It can be drunk like this, which makes people speechless.

Many people know what's going on. In those years, Ye Fan was against the emperor. In a bitter battle, he killed him and shocked the world. Then he copied his old nest and got 1,800 leaves of enlightenment tea.

Who left that? The immortal emperor!

Wu Dao tea only gives birth to 108 leaves a year, and can only grow thousands of leaves in special years. It was caught up by the immortal emperor. The whole plant was cut off, the main body was made of a coffin, and the branches were left to future generations.

As for the poor old tea tree, it can only grow again.

"It's not a loss. You can drink a few more cups of good tea here. Alas, it really makes people think infinitely. When my father was alive, he drank this tea every day and picked fresh tea every day. Things changed. Huo Lin'er sighed.

After listening to it, everyone has the impulse to vomit blood. What they have seen and heard this day is really unbearable. One is bigger and more amazing.

"Ye Fan!" Prince Huaizun of the Jinwu ethnic group stood up and shouted harshly.

"What's wrong with you?" Ye Fan looked at him calmly.

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, Shi Zhongxuan narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "I've heard the name of the holy body of the human race for a long time. Today, it really lives up to its reputation at first sight. Xuangong is unrivaled!"

He glanced at the dark Bodhisattva with the corner of his eyes, but found that he was very flat and had no reaction.

Fenghuang, the contemporary master of the wind clan, is peerless, his eyes are shining, and he also looks this way, and his heart is quite restless.

Princess Yueling frowned slightly. She knew that if she went on like this, there would be a lot of trouble.

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