Chapter 4257 Mediocre Combat Power

But Ye Fan can naturally tell who these old guys are.

Among other things, one of them is the mausoleum guard, Emperor Augustus.

August was holding a cup of tea, chatting and laughing with another tall man with short blond hair.

Seeing Ye Fan approaching, August raised his teacup with a smile.

The other men and women just glanced at Ye Fan indifferently, and didn't mean to say hello because they were not familiar with each other.

Ye Fan didn't take it seriously, walked up to August, and looked at another heroic blond white man.

"Arthur?"

The blond white man froze for a moment, "You know me?"

"Swordsmen, blond-haired humans, and the prehistoric Odin Empire, there are some records of your image, so it's not hard to guess it's you," Ye Fan said.

King Arthur suddenly said: "The prehistoric world, so you have been there too."

Ye Fan wanted to roll his eyes, thinking that not only did Lao Tzu go, but the whole family almost lost their lives there!

But to be honest, Ye Fan was a little disappointed. Although he had foreseen it long ago, King Arthur really has a heavenly sword intent.

It seems that the Emperor Sword is really not easy to get out, even harder than stepping into the realm of the Creator.

"Emperor August, did you know each other before?" Ye Fan asked.

"Although they are not of the same generation, but they are also friends of the same age. When King Arthur was traveling in the Celestial Race, he communicated with him for a while," Auguste said with a faint smile.

Ye Fan nodded, and looked at the two men who were playing chess beside him.

There was a Mo Dao next to one of them, and Ye Fan could easily tell that this was Li Siye.

As for the other man, with long hair, a wooden hairpin, and a white robe hanging from his head, he floated out of the dust, but it is not clear what his origin was.

Ye Fan glanced at the chess game, Li Siye's sunspots were basically defeated, which made the old man frown, quite annoyed.

"It's all like this, what a fart," Ye Fan shook his head.

Li Siye raised his head and glared at Ye Fan, "What sarcastic words are you talking about? You do what you want?"

"I use a sword, what kind of chess do I play?" Ye Fan said.

"No, three thousand ways lead to the same goal, the way of swordsmanship and the way of chess naturally have something in common," the man in white said with a smile.

Ye Fan chuckled softly, "Senior, don't talk about Tianzaojing in front of me, what time is it, are you still pretending to be aggressive?"

Ye Fan could tell at a glance that although this person was a god, his realm was only created by heaven, and he didn't have the power of an emperor, so he belonged to a very ordinary creator.

Although watching him play chess, he should be extremely intelligent, but it is not enough to really fight tough battles.

"Haha! Li Chunfeng, just say that this kid is crazy, see? He told you to shut up!!" Li Siye laughed boldly.

Only then did Ye Fan know that this person is actually the author of "Yisi Zhan", Tai Shiling Li Chunfeng?

When he was on Earth, Ye Fan read the information about this strange person, and the history books said that he died suddenly, without any specific reason.

Ye Fan felt at the time that there was something strange in it, and sure enough, this expert who knows astronomy and geography has been living well.

"Heh..." Li Chunfeng was obviously amused, so he could only shake his head and smile wryly.

At this time, a dignified but mighty woman next to her swept her eyes coldly.

"As a junior, how can you be so rude?"

The other female fairy, who looked kindly and kind-eyed, was wearing a fine attire, and said with a smile: "My dear sister, why bother to get angry? The sword god is an emperor, so naturally he has something to say."

"What's more, the previous disaster of the fifth wife was almost all his own efforts to turn the tide. In terms of reason, we still owe him."

Ye Fan looked over unexpectedly, "Are you Mu Xin?"

"Hmph", Fu Hao obviously didn't bother to talk to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan didn't care, looked at the other female fairy, and asked, "Is this the senior of the Baihu clan?"

From a long distance, he noticed that there was a strong breath of Baihu on the fairy.

"If the sword god doesn't dislike it, just call me Jinmu," the female cultivator laughed.

Ye Fan was taken aback, "Are you the Queen Mother of the West?"

The golden mother nodded.

Ye Fan smiled knowingly, "No wonder in the "Shan Hai Jing", it is recorded that there is a god, a human face and a tiger body, and both the text and the tail are white"... So you have the blood of the White Tiger family."

If he hadn't met too many legendary gods before, Ye Fan would have been shocked all of a sudden.

But now, Ye Fan just thinks that all this is not unusual, after all, Wutai has experienced too many restarts, history and timeline are intertwined, everything is possible.

"Li Chunfeng, this one just now doesn't count, let's play another round!"

At this time, Li Siye became more determined not to admit defeat, and wanted to fight again.

Ye Fan hurriedly stopped him, "Don't get off! You guys are here for vacation, aren't you?"

"Of course not, but the host is eating inside, so I'm afraid he won't come out until later," Li Chunfeng said with a smile.

"What time are you still eating?" Ye Fan yelled towards the main house: "Old Lin! Don't leave the ink, Old Lin! I'm here, I need you!!"

Ye Fan's voice directly shook the roof.

After a while, Lao Lin came out holding a big rice bowl and chopsticks.

"What are you yelling about!? Tell people not to eat!? Isn't it about to start fighting right away, so short!?"

As Lao Lin walked, he poked Ye Fan with his chopsticks, and rice grains sprayed out of his mouth.

"You eat out of your mouth. Is it necessary to be so punctual? Make me a list of the ring first!"

Ye Fan frowned and said, "At least six, to be on the safe side, we need a seventh substitute."

"There are only seven people at most. If you and my family are counted, we will find five more, and five are hard to find?" Lao Lin said, picking up a chicken leg and gnawing on it.

Ye Fan turned his head and looked at the group of creators behind him.

All the creators are also calm and calm, obviously there is no pressure.

Ye Fan took a deep breath, turned his head and asked seriously: "Old Lin, are you kidding me!? Apart from Li Siye, who among these people is qualified to fight against the first five years of the academy!?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of several creators froze.

"Boy! You are too crazy! Do you think you can be defiant after saving Wutai?" Fu Hao asked.

Ye Fan was helpless, turned his head and said seriously: "Several seniors, you are all masters and heroes I respect, but the problem is... this time the arena is not about fame and seniority, it is about fighting for real strength .”

"You may each have areas of expertise, but combat effectiveness is two different things."

King Arthur grinned: "Sword God, the world is very big, maybe...you should broaden your horizons."

"well said."

A plain-looking woman suddenly appeared aside, leaning against a big tree, with a playful smile in her eyes.

"I said a long time ago that this kid owes a lesson, why don't you teach him a lesson."

Ye Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Queen of Thousand Faces, because of the fight last time, do you still hold grudges? You don't understand if I'm talking nonsense? You know the strength of those guys from the temple, right?"

"I only know that you deserve a beating," Qian Mian said flatly.

"Buzz!..."

At this time, a white gold sword full of the majesty of the king slowly rose from the ground in front of King Arthur.

As soon as King Arthur grasped the hilt of the sword, he said with a smile, "I've wanted to try it for a long time, the Emperor Sword of the Sword God, how about... let me, a senior with mediocre combat power, learn from it?"