Zhuo Wangsun and Kong Fei, one is the little marquis of Wuyang Houfu, and the other is a closed disciple of the sect master of the Absolute Dust Sword Sect, their identities are extraordinary, and they are both young and famous, so they naturally have their eyes above the top.

They originally thought that they were crazy enough, but now compared to Ye Fan, it is simply a small thing.

The entire Qianguo, ah no—the entire Fire Spirit Star, no one has ever dared to openly provoke Lin Tatian!

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

No matter how hard he tries, he can only keep narrowing the distance between him and Lin Tatian, but it is absolutely impossible to surpass.

Although the Ascension Selection Conference has not officially begun, it is clear to those who are well-informed that there are already several top sects on the Tianshu Star that have thrown an olive branch to Lin Tatian, wanting to include him in the sect.

A Yuan Infant Stage Monk who is not yet thirty years old, such a martial arts talent, even in the Tianshu Star, can be called a demon!

Even without this conference, with Lin Tatian's extraordinary qualifications, he could break through the shackles of the planet with his own strength, shatter the void, and fly to the Heavenly Pivot Star like his father "Martial Saint" Lin Xuan did back then.

And now, in front of the public, Ye Fan actually spoke wildly, declaring that he wanted Lin Tatian to move his position backwards.

Mad!

It's crazy!

If these words spread and fell into Lin Tatian's ears, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Woe to the mouth!

Although Lin Tatian is too lazy to take care of such a "little minion", what if?

"Aha......"

Suddenly, Zhuo Wangsun seemed to have heard some big joke, let out a burst of unbridled laughter, and said:

"I've seen someone pretending to be forced, but I've never seen someone pretending to be forced like this!Stinky boy, you don't even pay attention to the 'Little Martial Saint' Lin Tatian, do you think you are the holy son of a certain holy land in Tianshu Star?"

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

Ye Fan said lightly, with that understatement, he didn't care about Zhuo Wangsun's ridicule at all.

"Good! good!"

Zhuo Wang Sun laughed angrily and said sharply: "Stinky boy, since you are so rampant, you want to have absolute confidence in your own strength! I want to fight you alone, do you dare? or not?"

"I refuse!" Ye Fan said in a loud voice.

......

As soon as these words came out, the audience was stunned.

Before, Ye Fan showed an invincible and unstoppable appearance, as if he really had some great ability.

However, now, in the face of Zhuo Wangsun's challenge, he actually chose to refuse.

Isn't that cowardly?

For a while, everyone's eyes looking at Ye Fan were full of disdain, and they spurned:

"It turned out to be a timid mouse, what kind of big-tailed wolf is pretending to be?!"

"Coward, I only know how to fight with my mouth, and I dare to look down on the 'Little Martial Saint' Lin Tatian, and now I show my original form!"

"This kind of coercion, dare to come out and be embarrassed, hurry up and go home to feed!"

In the face of everyone's merciless ridicule, Ye Fan's face sank like water, without any waves, without showing any anger, nor defending himself, as if he regarded it as the wind in his ears.

Seeing this scene, Miss Yun in the crowd showed a deep look of disappointment in her beautiful eyes, and secretly said in her heart: Could it be ...... Am I blind?

The country is still martial, the people are fierce, and it is not uncommon to fight alone!

And rejecting the other party's heads-up is a very humiliating thing.

Warrior monks, you can be weak, but you can't be bloodless!

If you don't even have dignity and backbone, what is the difference between it and waste and misbreed?

"Crackling!"

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

Although Ye Fan rejected his heads-up request, it didn't mean that he would let Ye Fan go.

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

Take 10,000 steps back and say, even if this matter is stabbed to the top, just based on Ye Fan's light Miss Yun's actions just now, he Zhuo Wang Sun is not only guilty, but also has the skill of escorting, and he should be greatly rewarded.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Wangsun's face showed a cruel smile, clenched the sword in his hand, and the killing intent burst out, as if he was about to start killing immediately.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Miss Yun spoke: "Little Hou Ye, he is not guilty to death, just teach him a lesson, don't hurt his life!"

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

Because she knew that if she didn't open her mouth, Zhuo Wangsun would definitely kill Ye Fan!

"Miss Yun, you are too merciful! This kind of untouchable who has committed crimes below is not too much to kill a thousand or ten thousand!" said Zhuo Wang Sun viciously.

"What? are you going to disobey me?"

Although Miss Yun's voice was not loud, it contained an innate dignity and majesty.

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

As he spoke, Zhuo Wangsun turned his head to look at Ye Fan again, his eyes were sharp, and his fighting intent was boiling.

......

"Wait!"

Ye Fan suddenly spoke.

"Huh?" Zhuo Wang Sun raised his eyebrows, a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said, "Boy, do you want to wag your tail and beg for mercy? If you cut off the right hand that just desecrated Miss Yun, and then destroy the dantian, then I won't make a move!"

Hearing this, the passers-by who were watching in the distance couldn't help but shudder, and a look of horror appeared on their faces.

For a monk, cutting off his right hand may be able to recover, but abolishing the dantian by himself is equivalent to abolishing the person, and there is no possibility of cultivation, which is even more cruel than killing him.

In the world of cultivating immortals, a waste person who has no ability to protect himself is not even as good as a pig or a dog.

Although everyone was shocked by Zhuo Wangsun's cruelty, no one pleaded for Ye Fan.

On the contrary, their faces all showed excitement, and they looked like they were waiting to see a good show.

In their opinion, it was Ye Fan's own fault for falling into this fate.

It's not wrong to be weak, but if you're weak and pretend to be messy, you're killing yourself.

King Qian's City is already a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger.

What's more, the Ascension Selection Conference is about to begin, and the Tianjiao on the entire Fire Spirit Star is gathered here, and the iron plate will be mentioned if you are not careful.

A hillbilly like Ye Fan from other places, not only did he not know how to restrain himself, but he also caused trouble everywhere, directly provoking Tianjiao on the human spectrum, and offended the two of them at once.

That's a long time!

Even if he dies violently on the spot, no one will collect his body for him.

At this moment, Ye Fan looked at Zhuo Wangsun from afar, and said again:

"I haven't finished my words just now! The reason why I refused to go heads-up is not because I am afraid, but because heads-up refers to the duel between martial artists in the same realm! And you are far from worthy of challenging me! But as a strong man, I am willing to 'guide' you! So be it...... I don't move my hands and feet, and I'm against you! If I can't defeat you with one move, even if I lose!"

What the?!

Hearing Ye Fan's words, not only Zhuo Wangsun, but also Kong Fei next to him, who was already far away, all stood in place as if they were petrified, unable to believe their ears.

Ye Fan: What does this mean?

If you don't move your hands and feet, what else can you move, do you want to stare Zhuo Wangsun to death with one eye?

What's more, Ye Fan also limited the tricks and threatened to defeat Zhuo Wangsun in one move, is this treating Zhuo Wangsun as a soft persimmon?

You must know that although the ranking in Zhuo Wangsun's human spectrum is not high, he is not a weak one.

If you want to defeat him in one move, at least Tianjiao, who is in the top 20 in the human spectrum, has hope.

In everyone's opinion, Ye Fan's request for such a request can no longer be described as "arrogant".

Simply crazy!

Utter lunatic!

And Miss Yun's eyes when she looked at Ye Fan, in addition to being disappointed, she was also a little more cold.

People can be proud, but not arrogant!

Ye Fan was so big that there was no one in her eyes, and her image in her heart plummeted, she didn't even want to stay here longer, stepped out of the lotus foot, and prepared to leave.

......

On the other side, Zhuo Wangsun licked the corners of his mouth, smiled wildly, and said sharply: "Fight me without moving your limbs?" arrogant boy, since you are looking for death, then I will fulfill you!"

With that, Zhuo Wangsun's right wrist holding the sword shook, and the sword came out like lightning.

"Boom!"

A high-pitched sword roar suddenly sounded.

The sword light like a match was silent, and it came in an instant, sweeping towards Ye Fan's lower abdomen.

Fast!

Too fast!

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

The passers-by around didn't even have time to think, and they couldn't even see Zhuo Wangsun's movements.

And seeing this sword qi, Kong Fei's pupils next to him shrank suddenly, his face changed greatly, and a monstrous wave was set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't help it.

Prior to this, Kong Fei had already known that Zhuo Wangsun had comprehended the sword intent of the fast sword, but he didn't expect that Zhuo Wangsun's sword was already incredibly fast, not only beyond the limit of visual capture, but even beyond human consciousness.

Although Kong Fei is one higher than Zhuo Wangsun, in terms of the speed of the sword, he is far inferior to Zhuo Wangsun, not a little worse.

Miss Yun, who was about to leave, also stood still at this moment, her beautiful eyes revealed a strange brilliance, and she secretly said in her heart:

"The fast sword of Wuyang Houfu really lives up to its reputation! I have long heard my father say that the world's martial arts are invincible, only fast is not broken! Fast is not only speed, when the speed reaches a certain level, even a piece of thin paper, a willow leaf, can pierce through the divine soldiers, defeat the city wall, the power is incredible!

It is rumored that the ancestor of Wuyang Hou has cultivated this fast sword to the peak realm, and together with the sword, the enemy thousands of miles away will fall to the ground! Now this little marquis is not very old, but his attainments in the fast sword have already entered the hall, if he is lucky, he is very likely to be picked by the great sect of Tianshu Star this time!"

For a while, Miss Yun looked at Zhuo Wang Sun Gao a little.

But the stronger Zhuo Wang Sun is, the less likely Ye Fan is to survive.

According to the previous agreement, Ye Fan couldn't move his hands and feet, he could only stand in place, just like a personal meat sandbag, with no power to fight back, so he could only be slaughtered.

In this state, even if a miracle happens, it is impossible for him to turn defeat into victory!

However, the sword qi that was incredibly fast 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 to be a strong man.

But not long ago, Ye Fan had killed Wei Yong, who was at the peak of Jindan.

Wei Yong, as the leader of the Zoroastrian sect, is a real Jindan peak monk, while Zhuo Wangsun is in the late stage of Jindan, which is one realm behind.

Moreover, Zhuo Wangsun's cultivation still has a lot of water, which is only improved by forcibly pulling out seedlings and boosting the countless heavenly and earthly treasures in Wuyang Houfu.

If Ye Fan wanted to kill him, it was easy, and he didn't even have to move a finger.

"Immortal Slashing Flying Knife!"

Ye Fan's heart moved, and in an instant, a heavenly knife appeared above his head.

This knife is invisible, but it is condensed by Ye Fan's divine sense.

With the improvement of Ye Fan's strength, coupled with the cultivation of the "Heavenly Creation Technique" to open up the nine major points in his head, his divine sense condensation level also far exceeded that of the cultivators of the same realm, reaching a very exaggerated level.

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

But time and space seem to freeze at this moment.

Everything is fixed, only the flying knife above Ye Fan's head reveals a peerless elegance, carrying the power of slaughtering gods and killing immortals to cut off sin and slash in front of him.

One knife for life, one knife for death, there are no two knives for life and death!