Another ten minutes later.

The people who came to challenge Ye Bufan in front of the Prince Consort's Mansion had climbed to fifty or sixty.

Looking at these people, Ye Bufan's face turned dark.

Nie Ziyi is beautiful?

Is the Leng Condenser Shop considered a stunning one?

Qin Yao, Luo Qianmo, and Qian Rumeng are all beauties on earth, aren’t they?

But Ye Bufan was with them and had never encountered such a thing in front of him.

It's better now.

In just twenty minutes, fifty or sixty people all challenged themselves to decide the winner and the death of An Ruyan.

Is An Ruyan really so beautiful?

Even if there is, there is no need to do this, right?

After all, this was the marriage given by Emperor Tianwu An Zimu, and not everyone can change it easily.

Or is it that in their eyes, imperial power is equivalent to falsehood?

If not, how could they be as crazy as they are now?

In Ye Bufan's opinion, these people's behavior is not idle and painful, but they are very ill in their brains.

The most hateful thing is that if they don’t accept their challenges, it’s fine if they don’t leave, but they even cursed themselves one by one, and they were more rude than the other.

What do they regard themselves as?

The object of their catharsis?

Or is it a fool that they can handle?

Pork skin.

I have to work hard to learn to be the son-in-law.

What is the prince consort like?

The prince consort should use his power to bully others by virtue of his power.

Immediately, Ye Bufan shouted angrily: "Wang Tian, ​​Shen Xiong, beat all these people to death for me, and then throw them as far as you can."

"Challenge me?"

"Do you have this qualification?"

"snort!!"

After Ye Bufan left a sentence, he threw his sleeves and left directly.

"this……"

However, Wang Tian and Shen Xiong looked at each other hesitantly.

The next second, they looked directly at the fifty or sixty people in front of them who came to challenge Ye Bufan.

"What do you want to do?"

Feeling the malicious eyes of Wang Tian and Shen Xiong, everyone who came to challenge Ye Bufan was shocked, and a look of alert appeared in their eyes.

Wang Tian said, "You have heard the words of the prince-consort. Now, I will give you ten seconds to get out, or my brothers beat you half to death and throw them out. You guys, choose yourself."

"Why?"

As soon as Wang Tian finished speaking, the people present immediately said with great dissatisfaction: "I will challenge whoever I want to challenge. Are you in charge?"

"That's right."

"Ye Bufan is just a cowardly boy. You are not worthy of Yan'er at all."

"Ye Bufan, you come out for me, hiding your head and tail, are you still a man?"

...

Crying and scolding.

Wang Tian and Shen Xiong's faces were already dark.

After all, Ye Bufan was also the son-in-law personally appointed by Emperor Tianwu, but these people are better.

They are simply stubborn and are simply despising the imperial power.

“Hand it.”

Immediately, Wang Tian shouted harshly.

In an instant, he and Shen Xiong rushed out directly.

Although the cultivation level of the Yuanfu realm of the two of them is not at the top of the Tianwu Dynasty, the people in front of them are just a group of immortal martial arts, Taiyi realm warriors, and even a few of them are just the Divine Soul realm. With such strength, how could they be the opponents of Wang Tian and Shen Xiong?

"Bang bang bang!!"

Just by going through two out of five, Wang Tian and the others had already knocked dozens of challengers in front of them to the ground.

But even so, these people still looked unyielding:

"Ye Bufan, do you think I will retreat like this? Let me tell you that as long as I have a breath, I will not let you blaspheme the Eighth Princess."

"That's right."

"What's the skill of letting two dog slaves from the Yuanfu realm do? You and I have the same kind of fight one-on-one with me."

"Coward."

"waste."

...

Faced with the clamor and abuse of these people in front of them, Wang Tian and the others couldn't help but twitch.

The next second, Wang Tian shouted coldly: "Take them out of the imperial city, throw them as far as they are."

"yes."

The guards from the Prince Consort's Mansion immediately responded to meet him.

In the Prince's Mansion.

Ye Bufan was walking towards his bedroom with a pale face.

He never expected that the title of a prince consort would cause such great hatred for him. At the same time, Ye Bufan became more and more curious about the eighth princess An Ruyan.

Of course, no matter how curious An Ruyan is, Ye Bufan will not be moved by her.

Why?

It’s because she is An Zimu’s daughter.

It is just this that Ye Bufan and An Ruyan are destined to be enemies but not friends.

But is this really the case?

When Ye Bufan saw An Ruyan himself, could he be able to sit still without any trouble?

Things in the world are unpredictable.

No one can know the result if nothing happened.

Prince Consort, back garden.

When Ye Bufan passed by this place, he suddenly stopped and then was shocked:

Has murderous intent.

As a martial artist in the Yuanfu realm, although An Zimu had his martial arts cultivation deprived him of his martial arts, Ye Bufan's spiritual consciousness was not weakened because of this. In addition to his physical body in the Yuanfu realm, his perception ability is definitely far beyond that of ordinary people.

At that moment just now, Ye Bufan clearly captured a hint of killing intention.

"bass!!"

The next second, without waiting for Ye Bufan to think about it, a sharp sword was out of the sheath instantly.

"call out!!"

Immediately afterwards, behind a rockery on Ye Bufan's left, a figure flew out and rushed towards him.

Mascene!

It’s not because of An Ruyan again, right?

Ye Bufan couldn't help but think.

But he soon denied this idea.

He openly assassinated the prince-consort of the dynasty just for the sake of An Ruyan whom he admired.

Ye Bufan felt that the people from the Tianwu Dynasty were not so crazy.

Since it wasn't for An Ruyan, why did the person in front of him assassinate him?
To be continued...