Chapter 739 Humiliation

"This guy."

Seeing what Gotian said, Ye Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

It has been a long time since anyone dared to provoke him like this.

"Alas." Jiang Wuyin was quite dissatisfied with the performance of these disciples and sighed.

"This is the first lesson for you."

As he said, Jiang Wuyin waved his hand and thousands of spirit swords flew back behind him.

Snap.

After speaking, Jiang Wuyin turned around and was ready to leave directly.

"Pavilion Master." At this moment, Gotian in the corner stood up.

"Ye Wang and I were not scared by the spirit swords, why don't you teach us more things."

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Jiang Wuyin stopped, his eyes swept around Gotian, and then glanced at Ye Fan, and then asked: "You don't retreat, relying on the courage and fearlessness in your heart?"

With one sentence, Gotian was speechless on the spot, and even Ye Fan was stunned for a moment.

He didn't retreat, of course, because he saw the purpose of Jiang Wuyin's assessment, and he also judged that the spirit sword could not kill him.

"You two are too old." Jiang Wuyin gave his own judgment, not polite at all.

"People of Jiange, fearlessness is engraved in their hearts. You are all too powerful and make decisions based on your own judgment."

"There is nothing wrong with this, but in my opinion, you have lost a lot of plasticity."

Jiang Wuyin waved his hand: "Today's lesson is meaningless to you, and I will not teach you more. You can listen carefully when other courses start later."

After that, Jiang Wuyin did not stay and left Longquan Hall.

It took only a moment for him to come and leave, and everyone present looked at each other in surprise.

Many people were amazed that the best Ye Wang and Gotian were not favored by Jiang Wuyin, and after being amazed, everyone was idle again.

Some played with spirit swords, some danced with swords casually, and others left directly.

Ye Fan also stayed here for a long time. It was the first time that he was evaluated as not having high plasticity because of his age, but he did not have much to say after being amazed.

For those who have been exposed to sword cultivation since childhood, he is indeed old.

"This Jiang Wuyin is indeed something." Thinking of the scene of Jiang Wuyin's teaching, Ye Fan still highly recognized him.

In the battle of Posa City, he only saw that Jiang Wuyin was at the level of a top king, but now in the Sword Pavilion, with the blessing of these spiritual swords, he has a faint feeling.

In the Sword Pavilion, Jiang Wuyin's strength can definitely match that of a half-emperor, or even surpass it.

"If he can get a sword beast..." Ye Fan looked at the sword beast in his hand.

The director of the theater left the last sword beast to himself, and so far, Ye Fan has not explored how to reproduce the sword beast, whether it needs a pair, or how to reproduce alone.

It would be a pity if such a magical beast was cut off from the long river of time with him.

Click, click.

"Let's talk." Before Ye Fan spoke, Gotian had taken the lead and showed a friendly smile to Ye Fan.

"You should be willing to talk to me."

...

The towering tree rises into the sky, the palace is built in the middle of it, and the golden stairs replace its trunk.

The soldier in full armor walked along the stairs, holding the dead tribesman in his arms, and knelt down in front of the palace with a plop.

"Queen, he rejected our request and killed Ge Ming."

There was no answer from the palace. After a long silence, the queen's voice sounded: "This is the tenth tribesman he killed."

"He is a human, and he can never be as rational as us." There was no anger in the soldier's eyes, but an inexplicable sigh.

"His mind is full of hatred. He is more paranoid and crazy than ordinary people."

"But he is indeed the most suitable candidate." The queen replied, "He has means, is powerful, and does things neatly and decisively."

"We want to assimilate the human race and insert into the human race. He is the best medium."

"But he is unwilling to cooperate with us, and has been expressing hostility towards us." The soldier disagreed: "He is a person who does not understand mercy and gratitude."

"If one day he has enough power, he will definitely attack us."

"Indeed." The queen responded, and then her voice fell silent, as if she was thinking.

"Human race, is there anyone who can replace Ning." For a while, she asked a question and said at the same time: "If someone can replace him, we don't have to seek cooperation with him anymore."

"My son has gone to the inland of the human race, and maybe he can find someone to replace Ning." The soldier replied.

"Very good." The queen answered with satisfaction, and the next moment, she suddenly made a puzzled voice, "Who is there?"

"There? What?" The soldier looked puzzled and looked behind him. The long steps were empty. Just as he turned his head, the queen's sharp voice sounded in the palace.

"Ningxiachuan, you?!?!"

"Queen!" Hearing this voice, the soldier suddenly woke up, and before he could do anything, the palace gate had already shattered.

Snap, snap.

Ningxiachuan walked out of the palace slowly. Beside him, Huan was holding a creature in his hand. The head was a woman's head, extremely beautiful, but the body was that of an arthropod, connected in sections, with some white fluff and a pair of wings.

At this moment, she was being held by Huan by the neck. Perhaps because of the threat of death, she struggled continuously, and her hair fell off a lot.

"The queen of your God Clan looks like a fluttering moth." Ning Xiachuan looked at the queen's struggle with cold eyes, with sarcasm in his eyes: "Is this your perfect form? How can you still look like a human being?"

"Didn't you just say you wanted to replace me?" Ning Xiachuan sneered and looked at the soldier and said: "How come you God Clan inherited the ability of the human race to say one thing in front of you and another behind your back?"

"What? Is this an advantage?"

"I apologize to you for our inappropriate thoughts." The soldier apologized immediately without any hesitation, and put his attitude to the lowest.

"Please let the queen go. The God Clan will offer the most sincere and generous compensation for your dissatisfaction."

"You are really patient." Seeing that the soldier could still act like this at this time, Ning Xiachuan's mouth corners slowly rose.

And as his mouth corners rose, Huan beside him raised his hand, and the strength in his hand was obviously increasing.

The queen's struggle became more intense, and the soldier's eyes were also panicked.

He was not sure whether Ning Xiachuan would kill the queen. For this madman, anything was possible.

"Ning Xiachuan! Let go of the queen!" Seeing that the queen was about to die, the soldier finally couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up, drew his sword, and came to Huan in a blink of an eye.

Snap.

The sword was swung down, but the soldier found that his body seemed to be imprisoned and couldn't move. Turning his head, he found that his arm had been caught by Ning Xiachuan.

"It's over." At this time, the soldier's intense regret emerged. How could his strength compete with Ning Xiachuan.

"Hahahahahahaha."

Just when the soldier was desperate, Ning Xiachuan's laughter rang out.

The soldier was stunned, looking at Ning Xiachuan, only to see that his face was full of mockery.

"I thought you could continue to endure it."

"Can the Protoss, who are known for being absolutely calm, also be irrational?"

Boom.

The elemental force pushed the soldier away and he fell to the ground, but Ning Xiachuan just clapped his hands, and Huan also threw the queen casually and dropped her on the stairs.

"Okay, I have nothing to do today, just a joke with the queen."

"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."