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Millennium vermilion fruit? !

Ye Fan could not help but secretly ask in his heart: "Lao Wei, what is this thousand-year-old Zhu Guo...?"

"Xiao Fan, this thousand-year-old vermillion fruit is a natural creature that blooms in five hundred years and bears fruit in five hundred years.

Now, the aura in this vermilion fruit has overflowed, I'm afraid it will be fully ripened after a few hours, if it is taken, it will condense the internal energy and increase the strength! "

Hearing these words, Ye Fan's eyes drenched, and he was bound to win this Millennium Vermilion Fruit.

On the side, everyone in the Yu family was happy and refreshed.

At this moment, they saw from a distance. A hundred meters away from the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo, there was only a group of warriors wearing red robes, soaring in shape and flying by.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan and the surrounding Yu family and others didn't dare to neglect at all, and their figures were like arrows from the string, shooting towards there.

However, the distance between them and the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo was far away, and the group of red-robed warriors quickly ascended first.

At this time, the first man, about twenty-seven or eight years old, was striding over the towering ancient tree with an undisguised covetousness in his eyes, reaching out his hand to pick the thousand-year vermilion fruit.

"not good!"

Lao Wei suddenly exclaimed, "Xiao Fan, stop him! The millennium vermilion fruit must be harvested after it has matured. Otherwise, the medicinal properties will be lost, and it will be no different from ordinary wild fruit!"

Hearing this, Ye Fan no longer concealed his strength and used the power of the blue dragon. His whole figure was like a blue dragon out of the water, unstoppable, and he swept away with the momentum of destruction, and at the same time shouted:

"Stop it!"

This violent shout contains Ye Fan's inner strength, exploding in the arena like thunder, and the momentum is like a rainbow, making the tympanic membrane tremble. If you are timid, you will be scared instantly.

And the movement in the man's hand was also stagnant, turning around to look at Ye Fan, with a look of alert, as if he was facing an enemy.

In the next moment, Ye Fan finally reached the towering tree, stood in front of the man in the red robe, confronted him, and there seemed to be invisible electric sparks flickering in the air.

...

After a few breaths, Yu Zihong led his subordinates to arrive late, forming a three-legged situation.

The closer to this thousand-year-old vermilion fruit, the hotter the surrounding temperature, as if to be cooked.

Seeing that the thousand-year-old Zhu Guo hadn't been taken as his own, Yu Zihong let out a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

The reason why he cares so much about Zhu Guo for these thousand years is all because of the orders of his grandfather, the head of the Yu family.

A month ago, a master suddenly came to Jiangnan and contacted the four major families, asking them to collect the treasures.

Every time a treasure is given, that master can do one thing!

At first, the big families didn't think so, but with the mentality of giving it a try, the Yu family still dedicated the ten thousand years of chill-hearted iron that had been treasured for many years to the guru, and asked him to help the Yu family's Patriarch, who has been in the dying years, to continue his life.

Unexpectedly, that master showed extraordinary supernatural powers. After one night, the head of the Yu family was like a dead tree in the spring. He was twenty or thirty years younger. He walked like flying and was full of energy. Even if he took a few more concubines and gave birth to a few more concubines. The big fat boy is nothing at all!

In this way, not only their Yu family, but the other three families also rushed out, frantically looking for the treasures of heaven and earth, hoping to please the master.

Although Yu Zihong has an extraordinary status in the Yu family, there are also many young talents in the third generation of the Yu family. Who can become the real successor of the Yu family in the future is still unknown!

If you can find a treasure of heaven and earth recently, there is no doubt that the position in the heart of the patriarch will be greatly improved.

At this moment, although Yu Zihong didn't know the origin of the red fruit in front of him, he could feel its extraordinary!

On the other side, facing the sudden appearance of "uninvited guests", the group of red-robed warriors showed hostility, their bodies tensed, ready to go, as if they were ready to fight at any time.

At this time, the leading man took a step forward. His facial features were carved with three-dimensional swords, sharp edges and corners, and his hair rooted up. The sword eyebrows flew into the temple steeply, his eyes were sharp as eagles, and he swept over Ye Fanhe. Everyone in the Yu family said solemnly:

"I am Su Xing, the great disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect. This thousand-year-old fruit is owned by the Fire Spirit Sect. You people who are idlers wait for trouble. If you don't want to make trouble, just retreat quickly. Otherwise, don't blame me for waiting for the sword!"

Su Xing said, suddenly pulling out a three-foot long sword from the scabbard around his waist, and a sharp sword aura shot out, making people feel a sense of killing.

Looking into the distance, the long sword is single-edged, extending to the edge of the sword to cut diagonally. The sword is decorated with flame patterns. The blade is dark red, and there is faint brilliance flowing on it, but it is not smooth. On the contrary It was mottled, as if it had been soaked in the blood of countless enemies.

"Chang!"

"Chang!"

"Chang!"

Immediately afterwards, the sound of drawing swords was unconscious, and the disciples of the Fire Spirit Sect drew their swords one after another, aiming at Ye Fan and the Yu family.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense and tense.

...

At this moment, Yu Zihong frowned and fell into thought.

This Fire Spirit Sect is a sect in Southern Anhui Province, just not far from the Tianmu Mountain Range.

It is rumored that the Sect Master of the Fire Spirit Sect had already reached the realm of half-step heaven and humanity more than ten years ago. He was unfathomable in his skills. He was grumpy and decisive, and his disciples also acted extremely harshly.

After hesitating for a moment, Yu Zihong clasped his fist and said: "A friend of the Fire Spirit Sect, I am Yu Zihong of the Yu family in Shaoxing. I am out of the house to find the treasures of heaven and earth and treasure by the order of the owner! If you are willing to give up this thousand-year-old red fruit, my Yu family must have weight thank!"

"Huh... Shaoxing Yu's family? Never heard of it! I don't know which small family in the corner of the corner, dare to shout in front of me?" Su Xing disdainfully said.

"Zhuzi is rude!"

A strong guard in the Yu family said sharply: "The honor of the Yu family cannot be tarnished!"

After saying that, the body of the guard soared, and with a fist as big as a casserole, he attacked Su Xing with a vigorous momentum.

"boom!"

The iron fist seemed to compress the surrounding air, making a sonic boom.

Su Xing saw this, but did not evade, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a disdainful smile.

When the iron fist was only seven feet away from him, he slashed with his sword violently, so fast that he couldn't see his movements at all.

"She!"

The next moment, the Yu family's guard had no time to stop, Su Xing's sharp long sword cut off his wrist directly, blood splattered in the air, and a severed hand fell to the ground.

"Ah!"

The Yu family guard let out a stern cry, blood sprayed from his hand like a fountain.

Su Xing looked as usual, without any guilt after the attack, as if he had just crushed an ant.

Seeing this scene, Yu Zihong's face was ashen, hard to see the extreme.

The guard whose right hand was cut off was a seventh-rank martial artist, the strongest among the guards.

Su Xing's ability to defeat him easily is enough to prove that he has at least Rank 8 strength, maybe he is still a Rank 9 powerhouse!

Yu Zihong finally found the treasure of heaven and earth, but the sky frost knife Guo Nu has not arrived. Now he can only watch the baby fall into the hands of others, and his heart is unwilling to the extreme.

At this moment, a disciple of the Fire Spirit Sect suddenly shouted: "Hey...boy, what do you want to do, stop quickly!"

As soon as the voice fell, almost everyone followed his eyes and found that Ye Fan had quietly walked to the towering tree without knowing it. With a slight leap, he could pick up a thousand-year-old Zhu fruit.

Su Xing saw this, with a tyrannical expression in his eyes, and said cruelly: "Boy, get out of here! Otherwise, don't blame my ruthless men and let you become the ghost of my sword!"

At the next moment, a substantive killing intent shot out from Su Xing's body.

Even at a certain distance, everyone in the Yu family could feel the terrifying power.

Upon seeing this, Yu Feifei was so frightened that Huarong was pale, and she exclaimed: "Brother Zihong, you should save that guy quickly, otherwise these gangsters will really kill him!"

Hearing this, Yu Zihong shook his head helplessly, his face full of bitterness.

Now, they are the mud bodhisattvas who cannot protect themselves when crossing the river, so how can they care about Ye Fan's safety?

"Hey... Ye Beichen, you don't want your life, come back soon! Although the baby is good, it is not worth it to die for this!" Yu Feifei shouted at Ye Fan.

This little girl is a typical knife mouth tofu heart. She seemed to have nothing to do with Ye Fan before, but at the critical moment, she was still worried about his safety.

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear to her shouts, looking up at the millennium fruit that was about to mature.

This pie made Su Xing feel that he was being ignored, and he couldn't help but furiously said: "Smelly boy, I think you are really looking for death!"

Suddenly, Ye Fan turned his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Huh... You said that this thousand-year-old vermillion fruit is the treasure of the Fire Spirit Sect. It is simply nonsense! It takes a thousand years for this thousand-year vermilion fruit to mature. Is your Fire Spirit Sect already established?"

Hearing this, the expression on Su Xing's face was stiff, as if being exposed to a lie, embarrassing.

Their Fire Spirit Sect was established in only a few decades.

However, the next moment, Su Xing's eyes showed a fierce color again, threatening: "Smelly boy, what do you know? The impermanent master, the strongest! The big fist is the last word! If you don't know the face anymore, tsk tsk ..."

Although Su Xing didn't continue speaking, he held the long sword in his hands tightly with both hands, ready to go, as if the sword would be released next moment, and Ye Fan would be cut under the sword.

Seeing this scene, Yu Feifei's face was pale next to her, her fists were squeezed, and Ye Fan squeezed a sweat.

The rest of Yu Zihong and others also turned their heads away, as if they did not dare to watch the upcoming tragedy.

In their opinion, in the face of the powerful and domineering Fire Spirit Sect, Ye Fan has no chance of surviving!

...

"a ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, Ye Fan laughed unscrupulously as if he heard a big joke. Then he looked at Su Xing and said coldly: "It's ridiculous! When, like you, a cat and a dog, dare to scream like this?!"

"presumptuous!"

Su Xing couldn't help being furious when he heard such rants, as if he had been insulted by some great insult.

However, just when he was preparing to use his sword to make the kid in front of him pay the price of blood, Ye Fan took the lead.

In the field, everyone saw Ye Fan's hand, a three-foot green front appeared out of thin air, and there were faint wind and thunder around the blade, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan slammed his sword violently, slashing on the ground in front of him, his sharp sword aura shot out like a purple electric mad dragon.

"Boom!"

For a time, the earth moved and the mountains shook, and dust splashed.

In front of Ye Fan, there was a gap of more than ten feet long and one person deep. The cracks opened, separating Ye Fan from the Huo Lingzong and the Yu family, like an insurmountable sky.

Seeing this scene, Su Xing and other Fire Spirit Sect disciples' complexions changed drastically.

With a single sword, you can split the ground.

They couldn't do this skill.

Such a vast and majestic inner strength, I am afraid that only their master and the fire spirit sect can have it!

What was even more shocking was that they did not see clearly where the long sword in Ye Fan's hand came from!

At this moment, Ye Fan's eyes were sharp as swords, sweeping across their cheeks, and then he spoke, his tone as cold as Wannian Xuanbing:

"Those who cross this line will be killed without mercy!"