Chapter 617 (1/2)

The Xuanyuan sword of the Thai emperor in Ye Qian's hand and the shadow sword in ye Mengfan's hand are all the magic weapons handed down from ancient times. When everyone looks at the magic father and son, they can't stop being curious. They don't know who is more powerful between the legend of the old generation and the legend of the new generation.

”Grandfather, do you think ye qian can win?” Nangong Miaomiao looks at Nangong Fenghua nervously and asks.

Nangong Fenghua shook his head helplessly: ”unknowable, unknowable!”

This should be the second time ye Qian and ye Mengfan met, but no one would have expected that the strange father and son would meet at war. Some of their swords are useless to express their hatred. For ye Qian and ye Mengfan, no matter how much they say, they are nothing but nonsense. They are far from fighting.

Looking at the shadow in ye Mengfan's hand, ye Qian suddenly sighed, and his fierce emotion did not know why he calmed down.

Once again, he turned his eyes back to ye Mengfan's clear face, and ye Qian knew that he was wrong, and that he was wrong. Ye Qian is not a person in this world. Everything in the world should have nothing to do with him. But after 18 years of taking over the house, I have integrated the feelings that this body should have.

Just now, ye Qian's angry roar towards Chu Mushan's villa seems to stir up his grievances and injustice in the human world for 18 years. The anger is like a river burst and begins to pour out.

But looking back at the long sword in ye Mengfan's hand, ye Qian suddenly calmed down again and said with a low smile and shaking his head: ”it's just, it's just that this battle is not determined for a day, and it's a fetter all day. Originally, he thought he was a light hearted man, but actually he was just obsessed with his thoughts.”

Everyone looked at Ye Qian, at the strange arc and murmur of his mouth, but no one understood the epiphany in Ye Qian's heart.

If you are not a person in this world, you should not have obsession and hatred towards this world. A moment ago, ye Qian had to fight ye Mengfan because he had accumulated many years of injustice and resentment. At the moment, ye Qian wants to fight with ye Mengfan, just to cut off the obsession and shackles in his heart. At the end of the war, ye Qian's mind will no longer be bound by the human world, and his mind will be clear.

Ye Mengfan, on the contrary, although his face is full of funny smile, but the tension in his heart has always been there, his eyes soft looking at his illegitimate son. If he wants to fight with Ye Qian, there will be more complicated emotions among them, which is not understandable to ordinary people.

The father and son stood opposite each other for a long time. They did not move for a long time, but they attracted everyone's attention.

Finally, ye Mengfan couldn't help but start first. With a smile, ye Mengfan said: ”it's not the same thing to stand alone like this. I'm old. I'd better come first.”

Ye Mengfan started to move. Although he was not quick, the wind suddenly rustled under the long sword. With one move and one sword, the Central Plains passed towards Ye Qian.

Ye Qian squints and smiles, not moving and not angry. He sees ye Mengfan's long sword stabbing at his shoulder.

There was a clear and crisp sound. The shadow sword in ye Mengfan's hand directly touched Ye Qian's chest, making a crisp sound. Nangong Miaomiao's pretty face on one side was white with fright and exclaimed: ”Ye Qian...”

Ye Mengfan himself was scared to death. Although the sword only pierced Ye Qian's clothes, ye Mengfan's face changed greatly and roared: ”Stinky boy, you're crazy. You don't move or dodge. What do you want to do?”

Ye Qian's smile became more and more nimble: ”so you are also my father in name, so let's first let you three moves, in order to do filial piety.”

”Asshole, do you really think you are invulnerable? Good, good, since you want to be filial, then I'll see if you are iron clad

Ye Mengfan is also a strange person. He knows that ye Qian doesn't move, but he still has a hard hand.

A burst of wind, ye Mengfan into three images, before and after the hand. This time, ye Qian is still immobile, relying on his strong physical resistance. However, this time it was not as lucky as last time. Although ye Mengfan's shadow sword failed to penetrate Ye Qian's strong body, it still left a blood spot on Ye Qian's chest and shoulder, and blood began to overflow slowly.

Nangong Miaomiao covered his mouth and sobbed: ”Ye Qian, a fool, what a fool!”

Ye Qian just gently stroked the wound on his chest with his hand, and a flash of fluorescence flashed. Soon the bleeding wound healed, and then scab quickly disappeared.