Chapter 741

"I'm afraid not. The people of this sword family actually have a good style. But this time, their reputation has been greatly reduced because of the swordsman. Although yijianxiong is a genius, he loves his brother very much. I think if the other party wants to see you this time, it's not just a simple arrival."

Baibing Wujun seems to speak for the Yijian family intentionally or unintentionally.

"You seem to be quite optimistic about Yijian family."

Ye Fantian stared at Baibing Wu Jun with a smile.

"Cough... This sword family is also quite old, and their ancestors used to have some contact with me."

He just said this, but he didn't say the rest anymore. Even if he didn't intend to say it, ye Fantian could guess that it was just some emotional disputes, but it was none of his business for ye Fantian.

"Give me face!"

Seeing that ye Fantian didn't speak, Baibing Wujun said helplessly.

"So... What's the fishy matter with you and the Yijian family? You didn't hook up with the wife of an old ancestor of their family, did you?"

"Fart!"

Baibing Wujun couldn't help shouting. His face turned red, but the gesture moved Ye Fantian's heart:

"You can't be true?"

Baibing Wujun was so depressed. He was just a little connected with the Yijian family, but he was so tossed by Ye Fantian.

But thinking of the secret in his heart, he had to say with a bitter smile:

"It's quite complicated."

Seeing that ye Fantian still had no response, he had to say depressed:

"Moreover, I think I won't come empty handed this time to seek pills."

Ye Fantian touched his long hair slightly and said slowly:

"He hurt my second brother. It's impossible to forget it like this. As he can't satisfy my favorite baby, don't blame me for not giving you face!"

"And... I won't give him a complete drop of God given Holy Spirit water."

Ye Fantian's voice came slowly.

Looking at the elegant figure leaving, the eyes of Baibing Wujun narrowed slightly, and a touch of memory light appeared on his face.

Circles of strange lights flickered and loomed, as if the planets were being destroyed one by one.

Obviously, there are many benefits that this hundred soldier Wu Jun has mastered in this battle of Ye Fantian.

Hiss

A broken wind rang through.

In front of Ye Fantian, there is already a young man in white.

He has a dignified appearance. The light of colored glass on his body flickers continuously. The sword meaning that can be clearly seen seems to be unfolding around like ripples of water.

"Is that you?!"

Ye Fantian looked at the person in front of him and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The dust is extraordinary, as if walking like the son of God, step by step, the sword meaning of Tao has begun to become more rich in the breath of step by step.

"It's me!"

This man has a jade face and red lips. He is really a rare beautiful man. His marble skin seems as white as if it had been washed by milk.

The long blond hair is shining with strange brilliance, which is particularly clear and dazzling in the hot sun.

A pair of green jade is the purest sapphire, deep and full of unusual clarity.

The emperor in white!

It's the saint in white!

Looking at the beautiful man holding the Jade Flute, ye Fantian said faintly:

"Unexpectedly, you haven't given up!"

Among the many Wuhuang level and Wujun level strongmen who competed for the Holy Spirit water, he was the only one who survived. The reason was very simple. He didn't have the slightest intention to kill in each other's eyes.

Even among those killed, no one is a member of the hundred soldiers family. His purpose is to give Holy Spirit water that day.

So ye Fantian didn't fall out with each other and didn't want to kill such a guy too much.

The green eyes quietly looked at Ye Fantian, the jade flute moved in his hand, and the saint in White said faintly:

"The Holy Spirit water given that day is an ancient magical thing. The finished product is generally nine drops, and what you need is only one drop. Half a drop of Holy Spirit water given by God is enough to completely recover a person's body, and one drop can make a person reborn. Therefore, you only use one drop at most, and I only ask for one drop!"

Bai Siyu's fingers gently rubbed the air, but the amazing explosion sound in the air could not deceive people. At this time, he was ready to take action at any time.

"I don't need your help. I don't want to fight you this time."

The white Saint said slowly.

"Really? Just so? But you should know what this holy spirit water represents. In order to refine it, I spent a lot of magic medicine, even to keep it. I faced the attack of two Wuhuang level and several Wujun level strongmen. You want me to give you a drop in a word. Why!"

Yeah, why!

This sentence made the white saint's face start to change.

"Anyway, I still want to beg for a drop. As long as it's a drop, I owe you a favor!"

It seems that this sentence is difficult to be persuasive. He said again:

"I can work for you for a thousand years!"

As soon as he said this, ye Fantian's heart couldn't help shaking. Although the millennium is not very long for the strong man of Wujun level, it is not short. Especially for a strong man of Wujun level, it is even more incredible. How strong the self-esteem of the strong man of Wujun level is.

Willingly serving a person for a thousand years is almost selling.

"Why!"

The divine light flickered slowly from his eyes like an electric arc.

"I need a drop of Holy Spirit water to save someone, the one I love most in my life."

Ye Fantian's eyes had narrowed into a thin line.

The White Emperor's eyes were still staring at Ye Fantian. At this time, they seemed to be stationary, and no one spoke.

"Demon lord, the people in our demon Palace are all around, as long as you give an order."

Among the surrounding experts are the strong ones of King Wu level and King Wu level. As long as ye Fantian gives an order, the white saint will be killed, not to mention the experts like Ye Fantian.

"Very good reason, deal!"

Ye Fantian said suddenly in his mouth.

"What?!"

The emperor in white was almost desperate, but he didn't expect Ye Fantian to promise, which really exceeded his expectation.

A flash of light suddenly flew out of Ye Fantian's fingers.

Hum

Feel a strange fragrance coming out, and the white Saint knows that this is the Holy Spirit water he needs.

With gratitude on his face, he said to Ye Fantian:

"Thank you... Thank you!"

Ye Fantian said lightly:

"No, you go to my family to protect them for thousands of years! It's up to you to protect them secretly or appear. You just want you to protect them when my family is in trouble."

The saint in white looked at Ye Fantian with a little surprise. Unexpectedly, the other party didn't deliberately restrict himself. In any case, ye Fantian suffered a loss.

"You just trust me? And... Why?"

Ye Fantian's body moved and he left with his back to him, and a distant voice came:

"No reason, just because your beloved still has a chance to save! But I... Don't have this chance."

Thinking of the rumors about the white haired devil, and looking at the young man's desolate white hair, the white Saint showed a clear look on his face. Looking at the God given Holy Spirit water in his palm, the white Saint whispered:

"Thank you!"

"Demon master..."

Feeling the breath of the disappearance of the white saint, the white jade like face couldn't help showing the color of anxiety.

"It doesn't matter. This guy is obviously not a bad guy. He is really a great guy who can come here to take risks for his beloved. I think if I don't give him, this guy will fight with me and fight for it. The family... Needs the protection of an expert. This person is still a good choice."

For his family, ye Fantian has always been worried that with such a super master's secret protection, he will get rid of a lot of trouble.

"Let's go and meet the sword hero and see what cards this guy has to ask for medicine."

"Yes..."

In a luxurious hall of the hundred soldiers family, there are mysterious and luxurious patterns and jade decorations everywhere.

A young man was sitting there silently with no expression on his face. The cold sword on his body was very clear, as if it were terrible ice. Close contact was enough for the servants around to feel that his body was frozen.

"Pa......"

A slight sound of footsteps came, and the young man's face suddenly showed a glimmer of bloom. A pair of eyes turned into two terrible sword lights and began to flow.

Looking at the sword male in front of him, ye Fantian nodded to the other party without expression.

Then he took the tea from the servant and tasted it slowly. It seemed that he didn't care about the appearance of the sword male.

"Lord devil, Jianxiong came here today. I think adults should know the reason."

Ye Fantian said lightly:

"It's for that swordsman."

"Yes, it's for my useless brother."

Ye Fantian glanced at each other slightly. This sword male was more powerful than what he saw last time, and his sword intention had become more condensed.

"My Lord, I have only one brother, yijianhao. Now there are only two immediate blood relatives left in the family. If this Jianhao becomes a loser again, the whole family will be annihilated. Please do it!"