Not to mention the effect of this knife, the only thing that can be determined is that it must "humiliate itself"! Longbahuang sighed and put down the knife silently.
"When I'm old, there are talented people from generation to generation. Not to mention the emperor swordsman who is difficult to meet through the ages, I have to obey."
Long Bahuang shook his head and smiled bitterly: "the sword God wants to be the patriarch. I agree."
Ye Fan stood at the top of the sword peak, but his face showed a trace of coldness.
"It's windy here. I didn't hear you clearly. Why don't you say it again?"
At the same time, several black gold giant swords hanging in the sky vaguely pointed their edges at the dragon eight wastelands below.
Longba Huang's heart clicked! Realizing that he couldn't hold on any longer, he was unwilling to observe the surrounding area. He saw that they were all mute and knew there was no way back.
When the dragon eight wastelands are about to burn out, put away the sword and bend down to salute.
"Dragon eight wastelands, please the sword God to join the Dragon royal family!"
Hearing this, Quanlong city was boiling! There is no doubt that this is completely soft! It's not "consent", it's "plea", which is absolute identity recognition! Seeing this scene, a Qun shook his head secretly. Sure enough, as Ye Fan expected, these guys were still afraid of death. They said so when they saw longbahuang. Of course, other elders didn't want to be cannon fodder.
Speaking of it, if ye fan was born in the Dragon royal family, he would have been the patriarch.
Now it's just a little bad rules in the process, but it's no big deal to submit to the emperor swordsman.
Compared with the Dragon Ziyang vein, Ye Fan can obviously bring prestige to the Dragon royal family.
"We beg the sword God to join the Dragon royal family!"
For a moment, the voice of surrender came! Ye Fan then showed a satisfied smile on her face.
"I knew you really wanted me to be the patriarch. If I was so honest earlier, wouldn't there be nothing?"
A group of Royal elders scolded their mothers in their hearts, but their faces were already smiling.
Long Siyou's face was so ugly that he finally couldn't hold it. The voice asked, "father! These old people are so soft!"
"There's no way. The other party is the sword God and creator. If he really doesn't give in, everyone together is not his opponent," long Ziyang said quietly.
"Don't the dragon eight wastelands and the Dragon feather string say that half a foot has stepped into the threshold of the creator?
Not both together! "
"Stupid!"
Long Ziyang swept his eyebrows and said, "it's two concepts to really stand on the steps of the creator and barely pick up on the steps!"
"I'm afraid the sword God has stood in a stable position in the realm of the creator. The dragon eight wasteland and the Dragon feather string are just hard to put their hands on the edge of the platform, at most."
"People standing on the high platform just need to step on their feet and pick the guy on the edge, and they will fall to pieces! That's the gap!!"
Long Ziyang was also angry. "If I really hope to win, my father would have joined hands with them long ago, and would still be watching!"
"My father said so. It seems that I can only take a step back first. Unexpectedly, the evil seed left by Jingyou came so quickly," long Siyou said helplessly.
"Grandfather, father, what shall we do next?"
Dragon stepping on the sky is a little nervous.
"Don't panic, Siyou. You've done what you're asked to do?"
Asked long Ziyang.
"Father, don't worry, you should be back soon." long Ziyang nodded, so he came forward and said with a smile: "congratulations to the sword God. It's a blessing for the royal family to become the head of the Dragon royal family!"
"It's my wish to let the descendants of Princess Jingyou return to this position."
"Because of brother Jingxuan's business, the sword God doesn't want to see our grandparents and grandchildren." "I'll say goodbye!"
Although Ye Fan promised not to investigate, long Ziyang knew that anything could happen once the time was long.
Ye fan can make a few excuses and kill them! Therefore, it is urgent to go! In full view of the public, Ye Fan will not tear up his promise and start openly.
Ye fanxin said that the old turtle was so clever that he was about to run away?
"What's the hurry? I've just taken office. I have to celebrate."
"Don't you like me grabbing the position, so you don't want to stay to celebrate?"
Long Ziyang laughed and said, "if the sword God, we are naturally very happy. We think so about Siyou and stepping on the sky."
"However, we just have something to do. Now the royal family has a sword God, and several of our ancestors and grandchildren can go far." after that, without saying more, long Ziyang directly drew a broken space of dragon shadow.
Seeing this, longyedu hurried over.
"Great grandfather! Wait for me!"
A line of four, we're leaving the scene.
However, a sharp blade of black gold pierced the space door directly, and the Dragon shadow broke into the air and was interrupted! Long Ziyang, who hasn't stepped in yet, has a stiff expression.
"Sword God, what does that mean?"
Long Ziyang's skin laughs and meat doesn't laugh.
"I won't kill you either, just leave you for a drink. What are you doing in such a hurry?"
Ye fan can't let the old boy run away easily. If the eight robbery green dragon really runs away, the sky is high and the sea is wide, it's hard to catch it again.
"If the sword God thinks highly of it, let Du'er stay and represent our family and rejoice for the sword God."
Longyedu trembled all over and his lips turned purple with fear: "great grandfather, are you going to leave me?
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Long Ziyang glanced coldly and scared longyedu not to make a sound.
"No more nonsense, I promised my uncle not to investigate, but I didn't say, don't stay." Ye Fan said half, and suddenly noticed a trace of something wrong.
He looked in a distant direction, and his eyebrows gradually frowned.
From the edge of Longcheng, there are people, old and young, who are gradually flying here.
"Master, master, hurry up! Don't look!"
The young man was dressed as a scholar in a blue robe, beautiful and elegant.
Behind him, a man with elegant temperament and some casual and messy clothes, with disheveled hair, was drinking while on his way.
"Oh, what's the hurry? What's the hurry? Isn't it there?"
"This is the intention of the emperor's sword, baby disciple. Don't you take the opportunity to observe it?"
The man with long hair reached out his hand and stroked a hanging black and gold blade, his face full of interest.
Ye Fan's eyes were frozen. Could this guy touch his sword with his bare hands?
！ Some people of the Dragon royal family were surprised when they saw the pair.
The Dragon stepped on the sky and looked at his grandfather and father. He seemed to think of something.
"Father," long Siyou winked at him, "this moment is another moment, and the overall situation matters!"
Dragon treading on the sky looked helpless and tangled, but there was no way.
"Father! Are you all right?"
The young man ran to Long Ta Tian and shouted to his father, which directly stunned countless people at the scene! Longyedu was also silly. He couldn't help asking loudly, "who are you, smelly boy!?
What are you shouting at? "
But without waiting for him to say more, long Siyou slapped him in the face and rolled the grandson out! "Useless thing! He's your half brother!! you have to call him big brother!!"
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