Chapter 1372: Totally madman!

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Zhuo Wangsun and Kong Fei, one is Xiaohouye of Wuyang Houfu, and the other is a closed disciple of Sect Master Juechen Sect Sect. They are both extraordinary in identity, and they are both young and famous.

They originally thought that they were crazy enough, but now compared with Ye Fan, they are nothing short of a big deal.

The entire Qianguo, ah no-in the entire Huo Lingxing, no one has ever dared to provoke Lin Tatian openly!

In the hearts of many young warriors, Lin Tatian is their spiritual leader and an insurmountable mountain!

No matter how hard he tried, he could only keep getting closer to Lin Tatian, but it was absolutely impossible to surpass it.

Although the soaring selection meeting has not officially started, the well-informed people know that there are already several top sects on the Tianshu star, throwing an olive branch to Lin Tatian, wanting to include him in the sect.

A cultivator under the age of 30 in the Yuan Ying stage, such a martial arts talent, even in the Tianshu star can be called an evildoer!

Even without this conference, with Lin Tatian's extraordinary qualifications, he could break through the shackles of the planet with his own power, shatter the void, and ascend to Tianshu Star like his father "Martial Saint" Lin Xuan did in the past.

And now, in the crowd, Ye Fan actually uttered a rant, claiming to let Lin Tatian move back.

mad!

It's crazy!

If this word spreads and falls into Lin Tatian's ears, the consequences will be disastrous.

Misfortune comes from the mouth!

Although Lin Tatian is 80% too lazy to take care of such "little me", but what if?

"a ha ha ha……"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wangsun seemed to have heard some big joke, laughed unscrupulously, and said:

"I've seen someone who pretends to be forced, I've never seen such a pretend to be! Brat, you don't even look at the "Little Martial Sage" Lin Tatian, when you are a holy son of a holy place on Tianshu Star?"

"I'm just telling the truth, believe it or not!"

Ye Fan said lightly, that understatement, completely disregarding Zhuo Wangsun's sarcasm.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Zhuo Wangsun smiled back and sternly said: "Smelly boy, since you are so rampant, you want to have absolute confidence in your own strength! I want to challenge you, do you dare? Or not?"

"I refuse!" Ye Fan said loudly.

...

As soon as this remark came out, the audience was shocked.

Before, Ye Fan showed an incomparable and dignified look, as if he really had some great abilities.

But now, facing the challenge of King Zhuo, he even chose to refuse.

Isn't this persuasive?

For a moment, everyone looked at Ye Fan with contempt and spurned:

"It turns out to be a coward like a mouse, what kind of big tail wolf pretends?!"

"Coward! I only know how to slap, and dare to look down on Lin Tatian, "Little Martial Sage", now he reveals his true shape!"

"This kind of coercion, dare to come out and be embarrassed, hurry home and have milk!"

In the face of the unrelenting ridicule of everyone, Ye Fan's face was as sinking as water, no waves, no anger was shown, nor did he defend himself, as if he was taking it as the wind in his ears.

Seeing this scene, Miss Yun in the crowd showed a deep disappointment in her beautiful eyes, and said in her heart: Could it be...Is it because I missed it?

Qianguo advocates martial arts, and the people's style is sturdy.

And it is very embarrassing to refuse the opponent's heads-up.

Warrior monks can be weak, but they cannot be bloody!

If even the dignity and backbone are gone, what is the difference from trash and spoils?

"Cracking!"

At this time, Zhuo Wangsun's muscles and bones thundered, making a sound like firecrackers.

Although Ye Fan rejected his heads-up request, it does not mean that he will let Ye Fan go.

As his little Houye, killing a civilian with no identity background is as easy as crushing an ant.

Step back ten thousand steps and said, even if this matter got to the top, just relying on Ye Fan's frivolous behavior just now, he is not only good at being a king and grandson, but also has the ability to protect the driver, so he should be a big reward.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wangsun showed a cruel grin on his face, clenched the sharp sword in his hand, and burst out murderously, as if he was about to kill him immediately.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Miss Yun said: "Master Xiaohou, he is not guilty of death, just a little lesson, don't hurt his life!"

Although Ye Fan's "cowardice" just made Miss Yun very disappointed, she still opened her mouth to plead for Ye Fan.

Because she knew that if she did not speak, Zhuo Wangsun would definitely kill Ye Fan!

"Miss Yun, you are so merciful! It is not too much to kill a thousand or 10,000 of these kind of untouchables!" Zhuo Wangsun said viciously.

"What? Are you going to disobey me?"

Although Miss Yun's voice was silent, it contained a kind of inherent dignity and majesty.

"That's not what I meant!" Zhuo Wangsun shook his head again and again in fright, and explained, "Miss Yun, since you opened Chinchilla, then spare this kid's life!"

After speaking, Zhuo Wangsun turned his head and looked at Ye Fan again, his eyes were sharp and his fighting spirit was boiling.

...

"and many more!"

Ye Fan suddenly said.

"Huh?" Zhuo Wangsun raised his eyebrows, his mouth showed a joking smile, and said: "Boy, do you want to beg for mercy? If you cut off the right hand of Miss Yun that you just blasphemed, and then abolish Dantian by yourself, then I won't do anything! "

Hearing this, the onlookers in the distance couldn't help but shiver, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

For a monk, cutting off his right hand may be able to recover, but if he destroys his dantian, it is equivalent to a useless person, and there is no possibility of cultivation, it is more cruel than killing him.

In the world of immortal cultivation where the weak and the strong eat, a **** who has no ability to protect himself, even a pig or a dog.

Although everyone was shocked by the cruelty of King Zhuo, no one pleaded for Ye Fan.

On the contrary, their faces were full of excitement, as if they were waiting for a good show.

In their opinion, it was Ye Fan who had fallen into this fate entirely on his own account.

Weakness is not wrong, but if we are weak and pretending to be forced, it is a dead end.

The King of Dry City is a hidden dragon and a tiger.

What's more, the soaring selection conference is about to begin, here is the gathering of the tianjiao on the fire spirit star, the iron plate will be mentioned if you are not careful.

A hillbilly like Ye Fan who came from other places not only didn't know how to constrain, but also got into trouble everywhere, directly provoke the Tianjiao in the talent spectrum, and offended both of them at once.

This is simply too long!

Even if he died on the spot, no one would collect his body for him.

At this moment, Ye Fan looked at King Zhuo from a distance, and said:

"I have not finished talking about what I said just now! The reason why I refuse to go heads-up is not because I am afraid, but because heads-up refers to a duel between warriors of the same realm! And you are far from worthy of challenging me! But as a strong one , I'm willing to'point' you! Let's do it... I won't move my hands or feet, and I will be against you! If I can't defeat you with one move, I will lose!"

what? !

Hearing Ye Fan's words, not only Zhuo Wangsun, but Kong Fei next to him and the passers-by who were already far away were all petrified, standing there, unable to believe his ears.

What does Ye Fan mean?

If you don't move your hands or feet, what else can you move? Is it going to stare Zhuo Wangsun to death?

More importantly, Ye Fan also limited his tricks, threatening to defeat King Zhuo with one move. Is this treating King Zhuo as a soft persimmon?

You know, although Zhuo Wangsun's ranking is not high, he is not weak either.

If you want to defeat him with one move, at least the top 20 talents in the talent spectrum can have hope.

In everyone's eyes, Ye Fan's request cannot be described as "arrogant."

Simply lunatic!

Totally madman!

In addition to disappointment, Miss Yun's eyes looking at Ye Fan also had a bit of coldness.

People can be arrogant, but not arrogant!

Ye Fan's image in her heart plummeted because of being so despondent, she didn't even want to stay here longer, stepping away from her lotus feet, preparing to leave.

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On the other side, Zhuo Wangsun licked the corner of his mouth with a crazy smile on his face, and sternly said: "I can't move my limbs and fight with me? Arrogant kid, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

After saying this, Zhuo Wangsun's right arm holding the sword flicked, and the sword shot out like lightning.

"Chang!"

A high-pitched sword sound suddenly sounded.

The sword light, which was like a horse training, came silently, and swept towards Ye Fan's lower abdomen.

fast!

Too fast!

From Zhuo Wangsun's sword to the burst of sword energy, it was completed within one hundredth of a second.

Those passers-by around didn't even have time to think, and couldn't even see the movements of King Zhuo.

Seeing this sword aura, Kong Fei's pupils suddenly shrank, his face changed drastically, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, astonished to the point.

Before that, Kong Fei already knew that King Zhuo had understood the meaning of fast swords, but he did not expect that King Zhuo’s sword had reached an incredible level. [笔趣阁www.biqudu.xyz] not only surpassed the limit of the naked eye, it was about to Beyond human consciousness.

Although Kong Fei's ranking on the talent spectrum is one higher than Zhuo Wangsun, he is far inferior to Zhuo Wangsun in terms of sword speed, not even a little bit worse.

Miss Yun, who was about to leave, stood still now, with a strange brilliance in her beautiful eyes, and said in her heart:

"The fast sword of the Wuyang Hall of Fame is indeed well-deserved! I have heard from my father a long time ago that the world of martial arts is invincible, but fast is not broken! Fast is not just speed, when the speed reaches a certain level, even a piece of thin paper, a piece of paper Willow leaves can penetrate the magic weapon and defeat the city wall, the power is incredible!

It is rumored that the ancestors of Wu Yanghou cultivated this fast sword to the peak state. With the sword, enemies thousands of miles away will fall to the ground! Now this little Hou Ye is not very old, and his accomplishments in fast swords have already been in the room. If he is lucky, he is very likely to be picked by Tianshu Star this time! "

For a while, Miss Yun looked at Zhuo Wang Sungao a bit.

But the stronger King Zhuo was, the less likely Ye Fan was to survive.

According to the previous agreement, Ye Fan could not move his hands or feet, and could only stand in place, just like a personal meat sandbag, with no counterattack, and could only be slaughtered.

In this state, even if a miracle happens, he cannot turn defeat into victory!

However, the incredible sword energy in the eyes of outsiders was as slow as a turtle crawling in Ye Fan's eyes.

Among the younger generation, Zhuo Wangsun is considered strong.

But not long ago, Ye Fan beheaded Wei Yong, who had been at the peak of Jin Dan.

Wei Yong is the leader of the Zoroastrian religion, but he is a real Jindan peak monk, while Zhuo Wangsun is the late Jindan, and he is a realm short of it.

Moreover, Zhuo Wangsun's cultivation level still has a lot of water, and it was promoted by the countless treasures of the heavens and materials in the Wuyang Houfu, forcibly pulling out the seedlings to encourage them.

Ye Fan wanted to kill him easily, without even moving a finger.

"Zhan Xian Fei Dao!"

Ye Fan thought, and in an instant, a heavenly sword appeared above his head.

This knife is invisible, but is formed by Ye Fan's divine consciousness.

With the improvement of Ye Fan's strength, coupled with the practice of "The Art of Good Fortune of the Heavens" to get through the nine major acupuncture points on his head, his condensed level of divine consciousness has far exceeded that of monks of the same realm, reaching a very exaggerated level.

Seeing Zhuo Wangsun's sword aura, he was about to hit Ye Fan.

But time and space seem to freeze at this moment.

Everything and everything are fixed, only the Flying Sword of Immortal Slashing on Ye Fan's head, revealing its peerless elegance, carrying the power of slaying the gods and slaughtering the immortals, cutting sins and sins, and slashing towards King Zhuo ahead.

Life is a knife, death is a knife, life and death come from the same knife!