My Cold and Beautiful Wife - Chapter 3392

[Chapter 3390]

The two of them did not rush in, and when they came outside the Sword Discourse Arena, they saw hundreds of enthusiastic fans shouting and cheering.

The staff at the scene, in order to maintain order, forcibly opened the energy barrier channel.

The man who came not far away was dressed in a black trench coat with a swallowtail, and the back hem fluttered in the wind, giving him the smell of a lonely knight.

On his back was a large sword that was broken in half, and the vicissitudes of life was wrapped in blood-stained cloth strips.

He has long gray hair that hangs down his waist and wears a black mask with the word “sword” printed on it.

Looking at the exposed sword eyebrows and the cold eyes, there is quite the demeanor of a male god.

“No wonder so many female fans look good,” Patricia muttered.

“What’s wrong? Isn’t this just pretending? I think it’s a middle school illness!” Ye Fan said disdainfully.

“I think you are jealous. People are no longer infatuated with you, the sword god, but rather like the broken sword.”

Patricia said with a smile: “It’s actually normal, you are a big horny, and you must have a bad reputation among girls.”

Ye Fan wanted to argue, but suddenly he couldn’t find a reason to refute, so he pouted depressedly.

After trying to perceive it, Ye Fan couldn’t help frowning.

“Huh?”

“What’s the matter?”

“I can’t see this guy’s cultivation.”

“It’s normal. It’s normal for someone to be number one on the Swordsmanship Ranking. There’s always something special about him. It’s not difficult to hide his cultivation, right?” .

Ye Fan immediately used the peerless insight, and felt more and more strange.

Not only is this broken sword invisible, but his physical quality doesn’t look like a master.

Could it be that his skills have really reached the realm of perfection?

Ye Fan walked straight to Can Jian, and Patricia quickly followed.

“Young people, autograph and take a photo, and wait for the end of the sword discussion.”

There was a hint of displeasure and impatience in Can Jian’s eyes.

Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile, “I’m not your fan, I’ll talk to you about the sword.”

Can Jian was slightly surprised, and then there was a trace of contempt in his eyes.

At this moment, several staff members hurried up to block Ye Fan.

“What are you doing? Master Canjian, did you challenge yourself if you wanted to?” ”

The top ten challenges are within five places! Are you a rookie who wants to eat shit?”

They all started yelling!

“Do you want to be famous and crazy?”

“You’re the only one worthy to challenge our little sword?”

“Master Canjian will stab you to death with one finger!!

” Oh , shameless thing!”

Ye Fan was speechless, he really wasn’t familiar with the rules, but wouldn’t he be so sprayed?

However, Lun Jiantai was founded by Su Qingxue and Chu Yunyao.

He’s also not good at messing around and ruining the rules here.

Otherwise, Ye Fan couldn’t wait to stab him directly!

I really want to see what kind of routine this broken sword is.

“Young man, if you want to be famous, you have to follow the right path!”

After Can Jian said a word, he flung his windbreaker and walked into the Sword Discourse Arena.

A group of fans in the back screamed and screamed!

“It’s so handsome!”

“My family’s Xiaojian’s three views are too upright!”

“Did you hear that! Shameless guy, why don’t you get out?”

Ye Fan’s scalp was numb, and he was laughed in anger!

“Haha…haha…”

Patricia laughed, leaning back and forth, “Did you hear me, they told you to take the right path! Who are you, you are a nobody who is not in the top 1000!”

Ye Fan took a deep breath, and now He is older, has more experience, and has a better temper.

If I was young before, I would have stabbed it with a sword!

“Come on, let’s go watch the game and see what this big star is doing.”

Can Jian’s opponent today is the fifth-ranked “Yi Minyanyu Ren Pingsheng”.

Ren Pingsheng is his real name, from the Shenlong family.

Ye Fan probably knew that he is a good seedling for the innovative research of Shenlong Nine Changes.

Su Qingxue had mentioned several rookies to him before, and Ren Pingsheng was one of them.

The audience seats at Lunjian Stage were limited, and even the “headquarters” of Yuncheng still only had more than 2,000 seats.

However, the more than 2,000 seats are already full of enthusiastic fans.

One by one, they held spar lamps, various slogans, such as “One Sword Loves Your Heart”, “Love Your Sword for Life”, “Remnant Sword’s Prestige spreads across the world”…

The colorful lights and banners made Ye Fan wonder whether to laugh or cry.

“How is it, are you jealous? How many times has your Sword God saved mankind, have you ever seen someone make a lamp sign for you?”

“I don’t want those fancy things!”

“Hey, you want to say that you want to believe. Power? Just this group of people, do you think they will believe in you, or in the broken sword?”

Patricia said, “Su Qingxue’s engagement with this project will improve the quality of the whole people, but it will definitely reduce your personal power of belief. …”

Ye Fan smiled slightly, he didn’t need the power of faith at all, so Su Qingxue had no worries.

At this time, Can Jian’s opponent, Ren Pingsheng, had not arrived yet.

Can Jian stood on the stage, suddenly took out a flask, took off the mask, revealing a handsome face, sparse beard.

“Wow!—”

A scream came from the stands.

Can Jian looked melancholy, raised his head and took two sips of wine.

The drink trickled down his cheeks and neck.

As if there is a taste of life without love, Can Jian sighed at the sky.

Looking into the distance, Can Jian stroked his long bangs.

A loneliness in the world, the demeanor of a strong man who is lonely in the heart, just spreads out like this.

“Xiaojian is so pitiful…no one can fight him…”

“Yeah, this time the opponent won’t back down again, right?”

“Jianjian is too strong, he is really lonely…”

“You said , Why didn’t the Sword God come to challenge Xiaojian?”

“Sword God, Feng Xiaotian, they all rely on cultivation and laws. If they really rely on their strength and skills, they probably don’t have the guts to come!”

“Xiaojian ! If he wasn’t from a commoner, he would definitely be more powerful than their clans!”

Hearing the various discussions on the stage, Ye Fan couldn’t help laughing.

He is too lazy to care about this group of ordinary people, even if he is a layman watching the fun and an expert watching the doorway.

Ye Fan found a staff member and asked, “Do Can Jian’s opponents often abstain?”

“Yeah, after entering the top ten, there were three abstentions in a row, and they played one game, which is the second place now. In the first battle, if he wins, he will rush to the first place!”

“But because his previous battles were too gorgeous and too entertaining, so there are many fans!”

“The key person is handsome!” Another female employee added with a smile.

At this moment, the referee on the stage looked at the time.

“Yi Minyanyu Ren Pingsheng, challenge time out, the default Can Jian wins!”

“Can Jian ranked first! Yi Min Yan Yu Ren Pingsheng, dropped to sixth place!” There were

bursts of cheers and support from the stands.

Deafening!

Can Jian looked regretful, shook his head with a bitter smile, and put on his mask silently.

He pointed his toes, his windbreaker fluttered, his long hair fluttered, and he shot straight into the sky, flying towards the vast starry sky.

Patricia was about to take Ye Fan to fight herself, but found that the man was gone?

As soon as he turned his head, he saw a shadow, silently chasing after the remnant sword.

Ye Fan can’t be bothered to play the rankings slowly, not to mention this broken sword, in his opinion, it is very problematic…

Since it is not possible to fight directly in the arena, he will go private and learn about this broken sword for a while.

After reaching ten thousand meters in the sky, Ye Fan was about to catch up with Can Jian, but suddenly he felt something was wrong!

“Who!?”

My heart froze, but I didn’t have time to see clearly.

Several Ye Fans couldn’t see Li’s strange figure, like a few shadow cannons, hitting him instantly!

Ye Fan, who didn’t disintegrate, felt that his bones were about to shatter, and he spit out blood!

Like a kite with a broken string, it swayed and fell!

[End of this Chapter]