Chapter 213 Arrogant Ye Fan
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Being shouted at by a little bastard, Ye Fan naturally became bad-tempered.
But the Wanchu Holy Land disciple who was scolded by Ye Fan became excited, as if he had taken some medicine, and said excitedly: "Okay! Do you dare to say that you have not practiced some kind of magic skill?"< br>
Li Heishui became worried, "What should we do about the current situation? Hei Huang, have you prepared the mysterious jade platform for teleportation?"
The Black Emperor glanced outside and said, "There are masters lurking outside, and Xuan Yutai can't escape. They will follow them, and we can't escape."
"Huh? What should we do?" The little bandits were frightened.
Xia Jiuyou rolled his eyes at this dead dog for tricking people, "Don't worry, these things outside can't make a difference, no one can do anything to Ye Fan."
"Woof. ! Why did you say it all? I still wanted to tease them." The Black Emperor glared at Xia Jiuyou.
“Hmph, dead dog.”
Xia Jiuyou didn't care about that much.
The little bandits understood that Ye Fan must have been prepared, but the Black Emperor was too unjust and scared them.
Outside, the Wanchu disciple became more and more excited as he spoke, "Senior Nangong Zheng has confirmed that the Bronze Immortal Palace is a retreat for ruthless people. What did you get from there? Is it only the Xuanhuang root?" ”
“No one knows which scripture you practice. What kind of mysterious skill, but you have made rapid progress during this period, aren't you relying on the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Skill?"
"The ruthless man has always been mysterious, and there are very few records circulating in the world, and some of your secret skills are major. There is no record of the power in the ancient books. Could it be that it was obtained in the Bronze Immortal Palace?"
"With all the evidence, you dare to say that you have not received the inheritance of ruthless people!"
"In recent years, disciples from various sects have disappeared for no reason, and many talented disciples have been poached from their origins. This Didn't it become the qualifications for you to practice magic? This also explains why you practice so quickly!"
Ye Fan laughed.
"Good! Very good! Very good!"
"Clear logic, well-organized, and awe-inspiring justice——"
The next moment, Ye Fan appeared from the teahouse below and stepped on the chest of this Wanchu disciple.
"Ye Fan, how dare you commit murder in the street!" Saint Wanchu shouted, "Hurry up and let go of my Holy Land disciple!"
Ye Fan glanced at her coldly, and then Use force on your feet.
Poof
Broken corpses were flying everywhere.
You said I committed a murder on the street?
Yes, I did it, what can you do?
It is surprising that Ye Fan behaves like this. He dares to make such provocative actions in front of so many forces. He is simply handing over his handle to them.
Some masters secretly sneered, the young man just couldn't keep calm.
“It seems that the ancient holy body has really practiced magic and entered the devil’s way, so that he became mentally insane, became possessed, and killed people in the street.” Xiang Yifei, the son of Dayan Saint, sneered, “Let’s all come together Come on, surrender the devil!”
Immediately, some monks from the Holy Land Church stood up and joined forces to send various magic weapons and magical spells to Ye Fan.
But Ye Fan disappeared in an instant, transformed into sword light, and slashed a hundred times in an instant, tearing apart the void here, and the white-gold sword light stunned the world.
Time and air seemed to be stagnant, and Ye Fan's figure returned to the place with an afterimage.
The monks who took action all had blood marks on their necks, and their heads fell to the ground.
Blood gushed out from the neck like a fountain. Dozens of monks, dozens of elite monks from various factions in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, died all together. No one among the geniuses present could even see clearly what happened to Ye Fan. Take action.
They could only see the afterimage of the sword light from the combination of Xing Zi Mi's extreme speed and the White Emperor's Golden Emperor's extreme speed.
What if you face it yourself?
These geniuses couldn't help but think of this, and suddenly felt a chill on their necks. However, some people also had smiles on their lips.
This result is perfect for them. Even the Jiang family cannot protect such a wanton killing monster.
And without the protection of the Jiang family, Ye Fan, even if he is invincible at the same level, what kind of trouble can he cause?
The outstanding abilities of young people are indeed something to be proud of, but in front of older monks like them, these are useless.
"Ye Fan! Are you so cruel, do you want to extirpate yourself from the world?" Xiang Yifei asked.
The stunning sword light seemed to have struck his heart and hung on his forehead, leaving him with nothing but a fierce expression to suppress the trace of timidity.
Xiang Yifei?
Ye Fan remembered that this man invited him to drink. During that time, everyone was making friends with him, the ancient holy body. He gently waved the enlarged dragon-patterned black gold sword in his hand, a three-foot long sword, because of its sharpness and swordsmanship. It was swift and not stained by any blood.
The Immortal Golden Sword cut the airflow and emitted a clear sword cry like a dragon's roar. Ye Fan said lightly: "Many of you have drank with me, Ye Fan. If you retreat now, I will spare your lives." "
The geniuses were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned red, as if they had been humiliated.
“Arrogant!”
“Do you think you can change the world?”
"Today is your death!"
......
Ye Fan's understatement simply hit the weakest point of these geniuses, which is their self-esteem.
The geniuses of their generation are basically in the Dragon Transformation Secret Realm, and few of them break through to Immortal Platform.
No one is willing to admit that Ye Fan's stunning sword just now made their hearts tremble, and they are even less willing to admit that they can only give in and beg for their lives in Ye Fan's hands.
"Ye Fan, you've got yourself into big trouble!" Yao Xi couldn't help but speak.
She subconsciously felt something was wrong because she had been in contact with Mark. Although she wanted to severely suppress this ancient holy body, she also knew that his character would not be so murderous, and...
Those old guys at the back seem to be happy to see this. What happened to losing some people? They are just consumables. They want to provoke the Holy Body to confront the world, so that the Jiang family cannot protect him.
Of course, those who died just now died, and they didn't actually react. The Holy Body killed people too fast, but the rest of them couldn't do it. These are the future leaders of the major forces.
So, several senior figures quietly appeared, preparing to capture Ye Fan, lest he kill several saints and saints, which would cause too much loss.
Ye Fan gave her a cold look, "Get out, if you don't get out, you will die!"
Yao Xi suddenly became angry.
Can’t you see the situation?
"Hmph! You can take care of yourself!"
Yao Xi left angrily, she was not willing to get into this muddy water.
After the Holy Son of the Holy Land of Yaoguang disappeared for some time, the search for him in the Holy Land of Yaoguang was fruitless. It was suspected that something had happened. As a saint, she had a greater say in the matter.
But no matter how much she grows, she is still a saint, not a saint, and the Shaking Light Holy Land is still in the hands of those old people.
Now they are here to take away the good fortune from Ye Fan.
Success has nothing to do with her.
If it fails, it naturally has nothing to do with her, so why does she get involved?
"Shameless little thief, it's best to be wiped out!" Yao Xi cursed.
It would be best if Ye Fan died without a hair left, and even her bra turned into fly ash, otherwise there would always be something in the hands of others, which would make her feel a thorn in her heart.
(End of this chapter)