Under the watchful eyes of all the people, Grandmaster Hong was majestic, walking in a tiger step, and finally stood five meters in front of Ye Fan.

"Boom!"

The next moment, Grandmaster Hong's majesty changed, as if a tiger descended from the mountain and a dragon returned to the sea, like an abyss like a prison, and the surrounding air was solidified.

For a while, hundreds of guests in the venue only felt extremely depressed in their chests, and their vests were completely soaked in cold sweat, as if animals had encountered natural enemies, and they felt fear from the bottom of their hearts.

"Oh my God...... Is this the coercion of the Martial Arts Grandmaster?"

"Horrible, horrible! I can't breathe!"

"Grandmaster Hong is a master of Southern Fist, standing at the top of the martial arts, with countless disciples and grandchildren......! This kid is miserable!"

Everyone present was optimistic about Grandmaster Hong, thinking that Ye Fan had no chance of winning.

After all, Ye Fan is too young, how could a little-known hairy boy defeat a long-famous martial arts master?

Suddenly, Grandmaster Hong's eyes were like electricity, his anger sank into the dantian, and his muscles and bones were thunderous, like a sharp arrow ready to strike.

The atmosphere in the venue was tense and tense, as if a great war was about to break out in the next moment.

Immediately afterward, Grandmaster Hong exerted his strength violently, his fist was like a meteor arm whip, and his right fist was pushed forward, and at the same time he let out a loud shout that pierced the clouds and cracked the stone:

"Golden Dragon Probe Claw!"

As soon as the words fell, a fist that was condensed into substance shot out.

What Grandmaster Hong is now exerting is the dragon form in Hongquan, taking the spirit of the dragon and practicing the gods, advancing and retreating round and lively, the technique is ingenious, the spirit is natural, the static is like a wave, the movement is like a galloping horse, the first practice of the body of King Kong, the second practice of pure yang qi, practice to the realm of Dacheng, can be overwhelming.

However, looking at this fist, Ye Fan's face did not change, and he still stood in place, without any intention of dodging at all.

The next moment, the fist grazed his face, continued to shuttle for dozens of meters, and finally hit the high wall of the Hua family's mansion.

"Boom!"

The sturdy wall was blasted through, revealing a fist-sized hole.

"Shhh

Seeing this scene, many guests couldn't help but gasp, dumbfounded, stunned, and with incredible expressions on their faces.

Although the people who came to the engagement banquet were all upper-class people, they did not leave the category of "ordinary people" after all, where have you ever seen such kung fu?

The power of this punch is comparable to that of a cannonball, not to mention a mortal body, even if it is a steel plate, it is difficult to easily blast through.

As early as a few years ago, Grandmaster Hong had already surpassed the Yellow Realm and advanced to the Xuan Realm.

In the secular world, such strength is worthy of the name of "Taidou".

Looking at everyone's shocked appearance, Grandmaster Hong looked proud, looked at Ye Fan with a condescending gaze, and said arrogantly: "Boy, this first punch is just a deterrent! The next punch will not miss! You still don't get out of here?!"

In fact, the reason why Grandmaster Hong deliberately deviated was not because he was merciful, but because he had his own calculations.

On the one hand, he is a long-established champion, and if he directly does it to Ye Fan, he will inevitably be suspected of bullying the small.

On the other hand, this is a society under the rule of law after all, even if he is a martial arts master, he will not dare to kill in public!

After Sect Master Hong thought about coming and saw his strength, Ye Fan should have immediately been frightened and fled.

Who knew that Ye Fan's face was unwavering, as if he regarded his words as wind in his ears.

Such an attitude made him angry, and shouted: "Boy, what do you mean by this...... Do you look down on the old man?"

Ye Fan didn't answer out loud, but slowly took a step forward.

"Kick!"

The footsteps were not loud, but this step seemed to happen to step on Sect Master Hong's chest, destroying the aura emanating from his body and disappearing invisibly.

"Huh?"

Seeing this scene, Sect Master Hong's face changed greatly, and a huge wave was set off in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.

As the saying goes, the layman looks at the liveliness, and the insiders look at the doorway.

Ye Fan's kick just now seemed inconspicuous, but it revealed an amazing martial arts cultivation, which was by no means extraordinary.

"Sting!"

The next moment, Sect Master Hong's eyes lit up, and he looked Ye Fan up and down, as if he wanted to see him through.

However, Ye Fan was like a deep sea, boundless and mysterious, even if Sect Master Hong tried his best, he couldn't deduce his cultivation realm.

"It turns out that he is also a practitioner!" Grandmaster Hong said in a loud voice: "The old man has moved his heart to cherish his talents......! Immediately retreat, and the previous sins can be forgiven!"

"Who are you?" Ye Fan asked suddenly.

"The old man is a master of southern boxing, and the person who holds the bull's ear in the martial arts world of Nanyue Province - Hong Shan!" Grandmaster Hong held his head high, full of neutrality, and his words were full of undisguised pride.

"Hongshan?"

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining a playful smile, and said lightly: "Where did the stinky fish and rotten shrimp come from?"

......

Stinky fish and rotten shrimp?!

When Grandmaster Hong heard this, he was stunned at first, and thought that there was an auditory hallucination.

It took several seconds for him to really react, and an angry expression appeared on his face, his chest rising and falling, as if a monstrous anger was burning, and his fists were clenched and gurgling.

Humiliate!

This is the disgrace of the red fruit!

You must know that as Grandmaster Hong, he is a guest wherever he goes, and no one has ever dared to offend him like this!

And many of the guests around were also completely dumbfounded.

They never expected that Ye Fan would be so arrogant, isn't this looking for death?

"Stinky boy, you really don't dare to kill you as an old man?!" Grandmaster Hong was so angry that his eyes were split, and the momentum on his body was a little more fierce than before, like an evil dragon that overturned the river and the sea.

People who practice martial arts are strong in blood, and in order to fight for a breath, they can sacrifice their lives and forget about death, and they are not afraid of broken bones.

If Ye Fan is let go like this today, and the matter spreads, then Sect Master Hong will be completely disgraced, and he will not be able to mix in Nanyue Province.

"What are you angry about? I'm just trying to get the truth!"

Ye Fan's voice was flat and straightforward, not shocking, as if he was expounding something natural.

But the more this is the case, the more it makes Grandmaster Hong feel good.

"Stinky boy, eat me—"

"Nine Heavenly Dragons are shocking!"

As he spoke, Grandmaster Hong's figure skyrocketed, and a golden fist appeared on his right fist, like a raging meteor, rushing towards Ye Fan.

This Nine Heavens Dragon Yin is the ultimate killer move in the form of the Hongquan Dragon, and it took him ten years of hard work to learn, and the power is beyond the imagination of ordinary people.

Once it is displayed, it is really like a dragon descending into the world, domineering and unstoppable.

Shocking the world, crying ghosts and gods, the wind and clouds also change color!

The air around the "buzzing buzz...... was torn apart, making a high-pitched and passionate sound, like a dragon's groan.

In the distance, everyone and all the guests of the Hua family also felt the horror of this move, and they were so frightened that they were silent, as if they were half-petrified, unable to move, and trembling from the depths of their souls.

And the eyes they looked at Ye Fan were like looking at a corpse.

In the eyes of everyone, even if Ye Fan has a hundred lives, it is not enough to die!

At the last moment, Ye Fan slowly raised his right fist and pushed it forward.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ye Fan's offensive was light and soft, without any lethality.

It can't be compared to Grandmaster Hong at all.

However, the moment Ye Fan punched, Sect Master Hong was shaken, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying beast, and felt an unprecedented threat of death.

The next moment, everything in front of him seemed to dissipate, leaving only Ye Fan's punch, like the wrath of the god king, like the punishment of destroying the world, which contained an invincible will, enough to slaughter gods and immortals.

Grandmaster Hong had a strong premonition that if he was hit by this punch, not only would his body be shattered, but even his soul would be knocked out.

At this moment, he was already in a desperate situation, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, powerless to fight back.

On the ground, Ye Fan's right fist suddenly stopped, and there was only a few centimeters left from his front door.

Get...... Are you saved?

Sect Master Hong breathed a sigh of relief, but his face still had a frightened expression, as if he had walked before the ghost gate was closed.

Terror!

It's horrible!

He really couldn't imagine that there was such a punch in the world, which could simply pierce the universe and shatter the stars.

The next moment, without any hesitation, his knees weakened, and he fell to his knees with a "plop" while shouting:

"I'm a stinky fish and a rotten shrimp!" Please raise your noble hand and spare my life!"