Chapter 1281 Emperor’s Sister?

As soon as Shen Lang said this, before Ye Feiran could speak, there was already a discussion below the arena.

"Pfft, impersonation? Who on the mainland is brave enough to impersonate someone from Xieyun Palace? Tsk, tsk, tsk, isn't Shen Lang afraid of Mu Fei from Xieyun Palace, so he said Mu Fei is an imposter?"

"Is it possible that you didn't notice the way Shen Lang looked at Mu Fei? He clearly wanted to... bully others."

"I guess the lust is still there and I still want to bully Mu Fei!"

"Yes, Mu Fei is from Xieyun Palace. Even if I give Shen Lang a hundred courages, I won't be brave enough to bully him! Tianmo Sect is a good hidden sect, but it is definitely not as good as Xieyun Palace."

"Mu Fei? Ye Mu Fei? Damn, this Mu Fei can't be Emperor Zun's sister, right?"

Hearing this sentence, Ye Feiran felt helpless in his heart. These people's imaginations are so powerful!

The mutated nine-leaf red branch glanced around and murmured, "What sister? She is my future wife, okay? If the male master is here, the person who said this will definitely end badly."

Hearing this, the corners of Ye Feiran's lips curled up slightly, and she couldn't help but joke, "Little Mengzi, when did you become the roundworm in Emperor Zun's belly?"

Mutated nine-leaf red branch: "...I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense!"

It doesn't want to be a roundworm, so ugly and disgusting!

When Shen Lang heard the comments and contemptuous looks around him, his face turned livid because his thoughts were exposed.

Mu Fei is from Xieyun Palace, and he really wouldn't dare to provoke him even if he had a hundred courages.

At the same time, Shen Lang's master also sent a message to him.

"Lang'er, kill Mu Fei!"

Xieyun Palace suddenly has such a monster genius, and it will only become stronger. This is what the Demon Sect does not want to see, so Mu Fei must be killed.

Hearing this, a look of solemnity appeared on Shen Lang's face, a murderous intent flashed across his eyes when he looked at Ye Feiran, and his hands quietly clenched into fists.

If that's the case, then he won't be polite.

Everyone who steps onto the Shura Fighting Arena has signed a life or death certificate.

Ye Feng saw the reactions of many people present, and naturally also noticed the reactions of Tianmo Sect elder Wu Hong, that is, Master Shen Lang, and Shen Lang's reactions.

So, he answered Shen Lang's previous questions on Ye Feiran's behalf.

"Who dares to pretend to be someone from my Xieyun Palace? Is one of the four most proud men of the demon afraid of our young lady?"

Ye Feng's voice mixed with spiritual power spread to the surroundings, making the surroundings instantly quiet again.

Hearing this, people around him subconsciously looked at Ye Feng.

Of course, some of these people had seen Ye Feng.

Except in front of Ye Mulin, Ye Feng always wore this ferocious mask wherever he went.

"Ye Feng, it's really Ye Feng!"

"Ye Feng is the leader of the secret guard camp of Xieyun Palace."

"Damn, Xieyun Palace actually sent Ye Feng to protect Mu Fei. This Mu Fei's identity is not simple!"

"Is this Mu Fei really the emperor's sister?"

Emperor Zun's sister?

Ye Feng's mouth twitched slightly, wanting to correct him loudly.

Mu Fei is not your lord's sister, but your lord's future wife, and their future empress!

However, the future emperor and empress cannot reveal their identity now and can only let them make random guesses.

Seeing Ye Feng, those present who wanted to recruit Ye Feiran immediately stopped thinking.

Nonsense, who is brave enough to steal someone from Xieyun Palace, and this person is most likely the emperor's sister.

For a moment, they all looked regretful.

After hearing Ye Feng's words, the veins in Shen Lang's hands popped out, and he looked at Ye Feiran with cold murderous intent, as if he had some deep hatred!

Ye Feiran frowned slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

This fight will be a life and death battle!

When the referee saw that the time was up, he immediately announced loudly, "The fight begins!"

As the referee's voice fell, Shen Lang stepped forward, his spiritual energy surging throughout his body, a hint of evil in his eyes, he raised his hand, and a black and red whip appeared in his hand.

There was a loud "swish" sound, the black and red whip was whipped towards the ring, and a crack appeared on the ring the next moment.

Seeing this scene, many people in the arena gasped.

"Hiss~ Could this be Shen Lang's bloodthirsty whip that has developed intelligence?"

"Yes, it's the bloodthirsty whip. I can already smell the smell of blood."

"As soon as the bloodthirsty whip comes out, he will drink blood. It seems that Mu Fei is in danger."

"Mu Fei is also at the peak of distraction, and he is from Xieyun Palace. It is not certain who will win and who will lose!"

Hearing the discussions around them, Han Xize and the other seven people couldn't help but feel worried. This Shen Lang seemed really powerful!

"Hmph, there's nothing to worry about. No one has a trump card. This damn Shen Lang must be no match for Xiao Zizi." Jiang Yinghan snorted.

Yunchen glanced at her, noticed her clasped hands, and said quickly, "Well, you're right, Shen Lang is definitely not Xiao Yezi's opponent."

Yan Zheng stopped bragging to the people next to him and locked his eyes on the ring, thinking of giving Ye Feiran advice at any time.

Ye Feiran looked at the bloodthirsty whip, his eyes flashing slightly. There were very few men whose spiritual weapons were whips. It seemed that this bloodthirsty whip was not an ordinary spiritual weapon.

"Today, let me see what Miss Xieyun Palace is capable of." Shen Lang said coldly, holding the bloodthirsty whip in his hand.

As soon as the sound fell, Shen Lang's figure turned into a black light and rushed out. At the same time, he waved the bloodthirsty whip in his hand and swung it towards Ye Feiran's vital parts.

Ye Feiran's eyes narrowed slightly, and in the next second, spiritual power surged all over his body, and at the same time, the storm sword appeared in his hand.

As soon as the Storm Sword came out, there was another burst of discussion under the ring.

"The purple long sword, could it be a god-level spiritual weapon, the Storm Sword?"

"No, the purple sword in Mu Fei's hand is an immortal-level spiritual weapon."

"Damn, Immortal Level Spiritual Weapon! Sure enough, it's from Xieyun Palace!"

"Shen Lang's bloodthirsty whip is a holy-level spiritual weapon, and it will definitely not be as good as Mu Fei's fairy-level spiritual weapon."

Hearing this, Shen Lang's lips curved into a sarcastic arc. His bloodthirsty whip is a holy-level spiritual weapon, which is good, but it is not an ordinary holy-level spiritual weapon, but a holy-level weapon that can destroy fairy-level spiritual weapons. Spiritual weapon.

The reason why Shen Lang is so confident is because the bloodthirsty whip once destroyed an immortal-level spiritual weapon.

"Ding ding ding!"

The sound of spiritual weapons colliding was endless.

Ye Feiran and Shen Lang were fighting together. Both of them were moving very fast, flashing like ghosts.

In a short period of time, the two people exchanged more than a dozen moves, and then quickly separated, looking at their opponent warily.

Yes, Ye Feiran and Shen Lang were testing each other's strength just now.

The result of this test made the fighting spirit in Ye Feiran's eyes grow stronger, but Shen Lang felt a little unsure.

Mu Fei is very strong, stronger than any opponent he has ever encountered!

However, when he thought of his trump card, he was instantly filled with confidence.

Today, he must kill Mu Fei.

By killing an evil genius from the Evil Cloud Palace, his status in the Heavenly Demon Sect will definitely rise, and he might become the first of the four proud men.

The leader of the four proud sons of the Demon is very likely to be trained as the young master of the Demon.

The corners of Shen Lang's lips curved into a sinister curve, and the next moment he bit his finger in front of Ye Feiran, and then dropped a drop of blood on the bloodthirsty whip.

Ye Feiran narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the bloodthirsty whip. After being stained with Shen Lang's blood, the bloodthirsty whip changed from black-red to blood-red, becoming more powerful than before.

The next moment, Shen Lang's figure rushed towards Ye Feiran, and the fierce whip wind also blew towards her.

"Uh-huh!"

Um?

Ye Feiran's pupils shrank suddenly, and he immediately retreated, nimbly dodging the attack of the bloodthirsty whip.

"Ranran, there's something wrong with this bloodthirsty whip!" The mutant nine-leaf red branch immediately reminded.