Hearing Wei Jun's question, Ye Fan was a little dumbfounded.
"I thought it was something that made you so shy."
Ye Fan said with a chuckle.
"I am in the middle stage of the Golden Core. If you can break my sword with one palm, you should be at least Nascent Soul."
Wei Jun estimated very conservatively.
Qinglong looked at Wei Jun's appearance and couldn't help laughing.
"You guys are some of the thickest-skinned in our military camp. Why are you so shy when you meet Mr. Ye Fan today?"
After hearing Qinglong's words, Wei Jun smiled sheepishly.
After the misunderstanding with Ye Fan was resolved yesterday, he always felt embarrassed when he saw Ye Fan again, after all, he had said that to him in the first place.
Qinglong slapped Wei Jun on the shoulder.
"Our Lord Ye Fan is someone who can capture an iron-eating beast alive. If you take a higher guess, why are you being so conservative?"
Hearing Qinglong's words, Wei Jun looked at Ye Fan in shock.
"Lord Ye Fan, it's hard, it's not possible, you are a powerful person in the Hedao stage!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Qinglong slapped him again on the back of his head.
"You kid, what are you guessing at? I am in the early stage of Hedao!"
Hearing Qinglong's words, Wei Jun was slightly disappointed. He thought Ye Fan would be a powerful person in the Hedao stage.
But before he could finish his random thoughts, Qinglong spoke again.
"Except for the elders in our cabinet and Mr. Di Jiang, I am afraid that no one in the entire Illuminati faction can be the opponent of Brother Ye Fan!"
Qinglong laughed and said.
Wei Jun breathed in unison and almost lost his breath. He originally thought that his idol would be very powerful if he could reach it, but he didn't expect that he was even more powerful than he imagined.
For a moment, the people around him looked at Ye Fan with admiration in their eyes.
"Brother Qinglong Miao Zan, how can I have such ability? There are so many people in Guangming Pavilion, can I be ranked among them?"
Ye Fan calmly retorted Qinglong's words. He did not dare to recite these words easily.
"Come on, brother Ye Fan, don't be polite. None of us know about you capturing Xingtian alive!"
Qinglong said carelessly.
As soon as these words came out, the surrounding area seemed to explode.
If it were placed in Guangming Pavilion, Xingtian's name might not be known to everyone.
But in this border military camp, who doesn't know the name of the evil sect General Xingtian's God of War?
They had long heard that someone in Guangming Pavilion had captured Xing Tian, wiped his memory, and sent him to the Xuanwu border area to guard the border.
In the four major borders, there is no one who does not admire the man who captured the evil war god Xing Tian alive.
But the monks at the Qinglong border did not expect that the person they had admired for so long was now standing in front of them.
This resulted in that during this day, the team that Ye Fan brought out were all extremely obedient.
Let them kill people and they will never hesitate.
Although I still have the common vomiting reaction after killing someone.
But the way the sword was raised and dropped was nothing like Wei Jun and the others who took so long to strike the previous day.
The actions of these young monks made Ye Fan a little bit dumbfounded.
If I had known this, I would have told everyone that I had captured Qingtian alive, captured the iron-eating beast alive, and other achievements.
Why did I bother to talk to them so much and sincerely the day before, only to be misunderstood and thankless?
Ye Fan looked at the very well-behaved little monks in front of him, and his expression suddenly became numb.