Chapter 877: Who Killed Himself?
Seeing the two young men coming over, Bai He said nervously: "Master, these bad people are here, now the slaves and maids are not their opponents, can you hand me over to them." ”
Ye Fan said coldly: "Am I that kind of person?"
Bai He's eyes were a little more dependent on Ye Fan, the target of the two young people was her, and as soon as they came over, they were about to reach out, but before their hands could reach out in front of her, a powerful aura emanated from around Ye Fan's body, directly knocking the two little minions to the ground.
"Ahh The two minions didn't even react, and the man was already curled up and rolling on the ground, grinning in pain, and could only make a sound of pain.
The horse-faced young man waved his hand and beckoned: "Look at what, go up and take him down, I don't believe that around Huangji Mountain, there are still people who dare to go wild with us." ”
A group of minions flocked up, but it was only a few Qi cultivation period cultivations, not on the same level as Ye Fan, Ye Fan didn't even need to sacrifice any magic weapons, he only needed to use his original ancient martial arts cultivation techniques to deal with them.
What Ye Fan used was nothing more than the most basic moves in the ancient martial arts of "White Crane Drying Wings" and "Black Tiger Digging Heart", empty-handed into the white blade, and the group of people who rushed over all had low-level magic weapons in their hands, but they couldn't get close to Ye Fan's body.
Ye Fan didn't infuse the aura into his moves, but just relied on the ingenuity and fierceness of the moves themselves to deal with the people in front of him.
"Hit the road!"
"You're going to break his dantian...... No, this kid's game is very stable. ”
A bunch of people rushed up, attracted by Ye Fan's ancient martial arts, even they themselves were in a hurry, their practice days were not short, but they had never had a duel with the masters of ancient martial arts, and they didn't know how to break Ye Fan's exercises at all.
"Attack him directly. ”
"You're crazy, this kid doesn't even have cultivation, how can he have any foundation to attack his air. ”
"Where's his valve?"
A bunch of people are in a hurry, obviously the strength on paper is much higher than Ye Fan, but there is no way.
So there was a very peculiar phenomenon in front of me, a group of immortal cultivators were turned around by a reckless man.
"Good. The onlookers next to him didn't dare to go up and fight with this group of people, but they still cheered for Ye Fan.
The fat man carrying the girl shouted to the crowd: "Who shouted? I don't want to live, do you?"
"Good, good, good. "The people next to me were emotionally driven, and there were more people cheering and cheering.
The fat man was angry and wanted to teach the people around him a lesson, but now his senior brothers were fighting with the boy who didn't know where to go, and it seemed that his senior brothers were still at a disadvantage.
Originally, a few people who went up could still form a formation, but after being injured by Ye Fan's palm, the formation did not form a formation, and they were scattered, and one by one they were either beaten away by Ye Fan with fierce strength, or they were broken hands and feet, and they couldn't get up from lying there.
In the end, Ye Fan made a close gesture and stood there upright, calm and relaxed as if nothing had happened, and he could only hear the wails of a group of people around him.
"Good, the host played well. Bai He was the happiest, cheering for Ye Fan on the side, and his heart was happy.
Let you bully me again, although I can't beat you now, but I have a good master, this is what you will do to me!
The horse-faced man had a sneer on his face, and said, "This kind of person with low cultivation is not worthy of my attack, Senior Brother Cheng, you will meet them when you go up?"
"Okay, I'll hand it over to my senior brother first. The fat man shook his shoulder, and the girl he was carrying on his shoulder flew towards the horse-faced young man, and the girl was held in the arms of the horse-faced young man, and her hand was still a little dishonest.
At this time, the fat man sacrificed the magic sword from the storage bag, looked at Ye Fan, and said arrogantly: "Stinky boy, you are unlucky today, but uncle, I am happy today, as long as you honestly leave the woman behind, and then obediently call me grandpa, I will leave you a whole corpse today." ”
Bai He scolded: "Bah, who wants you to keep the whole body, I think it's better to beg us not to dismantle you." The fat ones are the same as pigs, and whoever made your refining tripod is the mold that has been poured for eight lifetimes. ”
The fat man's face was pale, the green tendons on his head burst out, and he said angrily: "What did the dead girl say? Originally, the uncle still wanted to be gentle with you, you are toasting and not eating and drinking, and after you go back, see how I torture you, don't even think about a piece of meat on your body, it just so happens that the uncle I also raised two wolf dogs, and finally chopped you and this kid together and threw them to them as dog food." ”
Bai He hid behind Ye Fan, stuck out his tongue and said: "In the end, I don't know who will be dog food, no, dogs don't like to eat fatty meat, even if you are chopped up, dogs are not rare to eat!"
"Dead girl, you brought it on yourself!"
The fat man's body suddenly swelled, and it was the distortion of his vision driven by the aura, and under his anger, the power that erupted was also very strong, and the people within the three zhang range around him were either injured or knocked down by his shock, and as for those mortals who were a little closer, they would be stunned by him.
The fat man is between the early and middle stages of foundation building, and when he reaches this level, the foundation built by Jin Dan in his body gradually begins to take shape, and the scattered aura in his body has a gathering place, and the growth of his cultivation is advancing by leaps and bounds.
In the fat man's rage, he also completely disregarded the way of retreat, that is, he wanted to put Ye Fan to death, and then pull Bai He back alive to torture slowly, his magic sword waved, like a phantom, in the eyes of ordinary people, a sword seems to become three, but in the eyes of people with cultivation, this is three different aura, forming three sword pillars, which is equivalent to controlling three magic swords at the same time, even people who are quite cultivated will be confused by this magic weapon, and there will be a feeling of being one against three and unable to deal with it.
The horse-faced young man in the back put the girl on his shoulder, with a smile on his face, and secretly thought: "Senior Brother Cheng even sacrificed his ancestral magic sword, even if that kid has three heads and six arms, there is only one way to die, and I will wait to enjoy the beauty after I go back." ”
Almost instantly, the fat man had rushed towards Ye Fan, but he didn't need to get too close to Ye Fan, because his magic sword could not only turn into three phantoms, but also the three phantoms could be retracted and released freely, and even the direction of the attack could be changed according to the fat man's thoughts, just like three flexible poisonous snakes, as long as one of them broke through Ye Fan's defense line, then Ye Fan would only have one result.
Even Ye Fan was thinking in his heart: "This fat man has this magic weapon, which is equivalent to increasing a lot of cultivation out of thin air, if he is defenseless, he may really be in his way." ”
"Die!"
The fat man only issued a word in his mouth, and he did not change the direction of the three phantom sword pillars, in his opinion, the most important thing is to kill Ye Fan with one blow, it is best to make Ye Fan's whole body full of holes and blood, let the girl know what is powerful, let her kneel on the ground and beg him for her life, and then be tortured by him to death.
Thinking of this, he didn't even have the interest to play a game of cat and mouse with Ye Fan.
When his phantom magic sword stabbed towards Ye Fan, Ye Fan didn't even seem to react, and a sneer appeared on the fat man's face. But seeing that the long sword was about to reach Ye Fan's body, suddenly the three edges of the magic sword seemed to collapse at the same time, not only could not form a sharp weapon to break the defense, but also sucked the aura in his body outward.