Resurrection of spiritual energy: I will win every bet
Chapter 132
Three days later....
On the morning of July 30, in Murong Yan's villa....
Murong Yan, who was playing chess with his granddaughter, suddenly stopped the movement of his hand.
Because he sensed that Yang Fan's villa suddenly erupted with a considerable aura fluctuation.
The cold girl asked curiously.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Murong Yan sensed it carefully.
"Hahaha... That kid broke through, not bad, not bad! the qualification is very good..." The
cold girl shook her head helplessly.
She knew who Murong Yan was talking about...
"Good granddaughter, since his cultivation is over, you should go and meet him... Don't go down, this game can be considered a draw!" The
cold girl heard the black lines on her face, and it was like this again....
I can obviously seal the victory by dropping a few more sons....
Yang Fan didn't know what happened in Murong Yan's villa.
After three days of hard work, he finally broke through to the golden middle rank.
I have to say that Li Xiaoyao's version of the imperial sword art is really extraordinary.
If it is the three-point return of cultivation, I am afraid that it will take a long time to break through.
At this time, he was very excited, not only his strength increased, but the strength of Saber and Mihawk also rose to the platinum middle rank.
It is a pity that Saber did not break through her original strength during this period of hard work.
Even after cultivating in the Holy Spirit Space for a few days, he did not sense where the barrier was.
Her qualifications are absolutely speechless, and it can only be said that the higher the level, the more difficult it is to break through.
Saber was also summoned from the Spirit Space to prepare a hearty breakfast, and the three of them celebrated together.
Saber also enjoyed it and went to the kitchen to get busy.
It didn't take long for Mihawk to turn to Yang Fan.
"Royal Lord, someone is approaching..." Yang
Fan was stunned when he heard this, and carefully sensed the surroundings of the villa, but found nothing.
Curious about who will come to you at this time.
Hong Bin usually comes only at dinner time, is it Su Xiyu?
Two minutes later, the villa door rang...
Mihawk took the initiative to open the door, and Yang Fan also got up and looked at the door curiously.
Saber continued to prepare her food, not caring who came to visit.
After the gate opened, Yang Fan was stunned when he saw the person coming, because he didn't know him.
I saw that the person who came was a young girl, dressed in blue pigment, not causing dust, and her flowing long hair set off her peerless face.
Her slender and soft eyebrows are elegant and extraordinary that cannot be adjusted with the best ink pine resin.
The unusually cold and elegant temperament will be stunned by anyone who looks at it.
In those indifferent eyes, there is no wave, the gentle face, can not see the slightest emotion, the cold silhouette reveals a dust.
The red lips were pink and tender, but there was no national smile, just coldly embellished on the cold face.
But it is a very cold iceberg beauty.
She looked up at Mihawk, who opened the door, and found that she couldn't see through the other party's realm, and she was a little surprised.
This should be the king Qiwu Hai among the two imperial spirits that grandpa said, right?
I have also seen his competition, and his swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know how his current strength compares with his own imperial spirit.
In the heyday of the other party, his own imperial spirit was definitely not an opponent, but now it should be his own imperial spirit that is superior, right?
The woman said lightly.
"I'm looking for Yang Fan!" Mihawk
could see at a glance that the other party was a platinum beginner-level strength, not far from the middle rank, but it did not pose any threat.
Turn your head and look back....
At this time, Yang Fan had already walked over and asked after carefully looking at the beauty.
"Who are you, what are you looking for me?" the
cold beauty also looked at him a few times and said lightly.
"You are Yang Fan, I want to have a fight with you..."
Do I know you so much?
Come to me as soon as you come.
There should be people who are not convinced by their own ranking on the hidden dragon list, right?
But there are many people who are not convinced, who will challenge me, I will fight with you?
Lest a bunch of people find themselves to challenge, they can't be busy.
"I refuse!" "
Why? Don't you dare?" Yang Fan was speechless for a while, God special I don't dare? What kind of brain circuit is this...
"If anyone challenges me, I will fight, won't I be busy dying? There are more people who are not convinced by me, how old are you?" The
cold beauty only felt a drop of sweat dripping down her head.
"I think you misunderstood, I'm not here to challenge you, I rank higher than you on the Hidden Dragon List, just compete..."
On the morning of July 30, in Murong Yan's villa....
Murong Yan, who was playing chess with his granddaughter, suddenly stopped the movement of his hand.
Because he sensed that Yang Fan's villa suddenly erupted with a considerable aura fluctuation.
The cold girl asked curiously.
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"
Murong Yan sensed it carefully.
"Hahaha... That kid broke through, not bad, not bad! the qualification is very good..." The
cold girl shook her head helplessly.
She knew who Murong Yan was talking about...
"Good granddaughter, since his cultivation is over, you should go and meet him... Don't go down, this game can be considered a draw!" The
cold girl heard the black lines on her face, and it was like this again....
I can obviously seal the victory by dropping a few more sons....
Yang Fan didn't know what happened in Murong Yan's villa.
After three days of hard work, he finally broke through to the golden middle rank.
I have to say that Li Xiaoyao's version of the imperial sword art is really extraordinary.
If it is the three-point return of cultivation, I am afraid that it will take a long time to break through.
At this time, he was very excited, not only his strength increased, but the strength of Saber and Mihawk also rose to the platinum middle rank.
It is a pity that Saber did not break through her original strength during this period of hard work.
Even after cultivating in the Holy Spirit Space for a few days, he did not sense where the barrier was.
Her qualifications are absolutely speechless, and it can only be said that the higher the level, the more difficult it is to break through.
Saber was also summoned from the Spirit Space to prepare a hearty breakfast, and the three of them celebrated together.
Saber also enjoyed it and went to the kitchen to get busy.
It didn't take long for Mihawk to turn to Yang Fan.
"Royal Lord, someone is approaching..." Yang
Fan was stunned when he heard this, and carefully sensed the surroundings of the villa, but found nothing.
Curious about who will come to you at this time.
Hong Bin usually comes only at dinner time, is it Su Xiyu?
Two minutes later, the villa door rang...
Mihawk took the initiative to open the door, and Yang Fan also got up and looked at the door curiously.
Saber continued to prepare her food, not caring who came to visit.
After the gate opened, Yang Fan was stunned when he saw the person coming, because he didn't know him.
I saw that the person who came was a young girl, dressed in blue pigment, not causing dust, and her flowing long hair set off her peerless face.
Her slender and soft eyebrows are elegant and extraordinary that cannot be adjusted with the best ink pine resin.
The unusually cold and elegant temperament will be stunned by anyone who looks at it.
In those indifferent eyes, there is no wave, the gentle face, can not see the slightest emotion, the cold silhouette reveals a dust.
The red lips were pink and tender, but there was no national smile, just coldly embellished on the cold face.
But it is a very cold iceberg beauty.
She looked up at Mihawk, who opened the door, and found that she couldn't see through the other party's realm, and she was a little surprised.
This should be the king Qiwu Hai among the two imperial spirits that grandpa said, right?
I have also seen his competition, and his swordsmanship is indeed extraordinary, but I don't know how his current strength compares with his own imperial spirit.
In the heyday of the other party, his own imperial spirit was definitely not an opponent, but now it should be his own imperial spirit that is superior, right?
The woman said lightly.
"I'm looking for Yang Fan!" Mihawk
could see at a glance that the other party was a platinum beginner-level strength, not far from the middle rank, but it did not pose any threat.
Turn your head and look back....
At this time, Yang Fan had already walked over and asked after carefully looking at the beauty.
"Who are you, what are you looking for me?" the
cold beauty also looked at him a few times and said lightly.
"You are Yang Fan, I want to have a fight with you..."
Do I know you so much?
Come to me as soon as you come.
There should be people who are not convinced by their own ranking on the hidden dragon list, right?
But there are many people who are not convinced, who will challenge me, I will fight with you?
Lest a bunch of people find themselves to challenge, they can't be busy.
"I refuse!" "
Why? Don't you dare?" Yang Fan was speechless for a while, God special I don't dare? What kind of brain circuit is this...
"If anyone challenges me, I will fight, won't I be busy dying? There are more people who are not convinced by me, how old are you?" The
cold beauty only felt a drop of sweat dripping down her head.
"I think you misunderstood, I'm not here to challenge you, I rank higher than you on the Hidden Dragon List, just compete..."
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