"Presumptuous!"

The middle-aged man screamed and punched Ye Fan.

Ye Fan dodged away and was about to return the other party's punch, but before he could move, there was a sound of cheering from behind him:

"Stop!"

It's Nangong Qiuliang!

He walked quickly to the venue with Vice President Miao, glanced at both sides, and asked in a deep voice:

"What's going on?"

"It's nothing, I happened to bump into it, we chatted for a few words, I didn't talk about the road, let's go. ”

The deputy door master, nicknamed Iron Armor Li, glanced at Ye Fan, smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth, and left with the middle-aged man.

Nangong Qiuliang looked at Ye Fan, wanting to ask and stopping.

In fact, even if Nangong Qiuliang doesn't ask, he can guess that eight or nine are not far from ten.

He didn't ask, Ye Fan also wanted to say, and said coldly:

"President Nangong, I had no intention of causing trouble, I was ready to take a step back, but the other party came to the door to deceive people, if I went along with him, then they would really step on me like a grandson, so, don't blame me for not giving face to the president, they want to step on me, I will hit them in the face. ”

After speaking, Ye Fan didn't turn back and left.

Nangong Qiuliang and Vice President Miao were in place, and after a while, Vice President Miao scolded in a low voice:

"Li Jifeng's stupid pen, a good situation, was stirred up by him. ”

Li Jifeng, who was scolded by Vice President Miao, was the deputy master of the Impermanence Gate just now, nicknamed Tiejia Li.

Nangong Qiuliang sighed slightly and responded: "Hey, Li Haikui is his son, so he naturally wants to toss, but he hit the horns." ”

"What should I do? Li Haikui will lose eight or nine times out of ten, and according to Ye Fan's fiery temper, I am afraid that he will stab all the way. ”

Nangong Qiuliang thought about it and whispered a few words, and Vice President Miao nodded again and again.

When the half-hour break was up, everyone returned to their seats.

The sixth- to tenth-seeded players have lost their chance to stand on the stone platform, leaving the first-to-fifth-seeded players to remain on the pyramid base.

Still the same as before, Gao Han sat firmly in the chair on the highest floor of the pyramid base, looking down on the audience, like a king.

The audience was silent, and thousands of people looked at Ye Fan who came out of the Seven Star Sect team with different moods.

He walked straight to the stone platform and stared at Li Haikui, the fifth floor of the pyramid base.

The latter glared at Ye Fan with a cold face, and scolded unceremoniously: "Look at what, if you have a kind, come up quickly, Lao Tzu can't wait to clean you up." ”

Heh, Ye Fan swept five seeded players in succession, he can still say such things, I don't know who gave him confidence!?

Oh, didn't he think that his father had intimidated Ye Fan, and Ye Fan didn't dare to be naughty?

Not to mention, Li Haikui really thought like this, so he was so arrogant, and even, his heart was excited, and his mind was full of diao bombing pictures of Ye Fan under his feet.

From another point of view, he is going to become a genius who ends Ye Fan's victory, this battle will definitely make him famous, can he not be excited!?

Oh, that's a good idea.

Not only Li Haikui thought so, but his father Li Jifeng also seemed to think so, for example, when an elder of a sect next to him asked him:

"Deputy Master Li, your son should be able to handle him, right?"

Li Jifeng replied, "Of course, although this Seven Star Sect Master has good skills, there is a watershed between the sixth and fifth places, and it is almost impossible for him to win Haikui. ”

So sure, what a confidence!

said so, but Li Jifeng did not believe that his son's strength could overshadow Ye Fan, but believed that after he warned Ye Fan, Ye Fan would definitely not dare to make a mistake.

Heh, I can only say that Li Jifeng doesn't know Ye Fan too much, and his set may be able to intimidate others, but for Ye Fan, it is as worthless as a fart.

Ye Fan had jumped onto the fifth floor of the pyramid base.

Li Haikui really couldn't wait, and immediately pounced on Ye Fan.

Ye Fan stood in place, waiting for the other party.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and stared at the stage without blinking.

In a blink of an eye, Li Haikui pounced and slammed his fist straight into Ye Fan's face.

Ye Fan moved, came hard, and directly bombarded.

"Bang!"

The two fists collided, and the waves of air rolled between the fists.

The fists parted with a single touch, and the two of them each took a step back.

Ye Fan frowned slightly, feeling that Li Haikui's fist was surprisingly hard, like a piece of iron.

This reminded Ye Fan of the name of the previous self-introduction of the deputy master of the Impermanence Gate: Iron Armor Li!

Among them, the word "iron armor" must refer to his physical expertise, could it be that this Li Haikui also has skills such as iron armor?

Indeed it is.

Li Haikui sensed Ye Fan's doubts, but he identified this doubt as shock, and determined that Ye Fan didn't dare to be naughty, so he couldn't help but laugh strangely, and punched again, and yelled excitedly in his mouth:

"Get down for the uncle!"

Cough!

Ye Fan launched the rampage mode, hitting wildly, punching punch after punch, and the speed became faster and faster.

Li Haikui, who had just shouted "lie down for the uncle", was sad, retreated again and again, tired of coping, and the situation became more and more bad.

He even glanced in his father's direction, and wanted to ask: What's the matter? Don't you say that he doesn't dare to mess around?

Even if he asked, Li Jifeng couldn't answer.

At this time, Li Jifeng's face was even more ugly than his son's, and his face twitched a few times from time to time, as if he had been pricked by a needle, just because, he realized that his son couldn't hold on for long.

What should I do? I just bragged about it......

No way, resign yourself to fate!

Ye Fan had already broken through Li Haikui's defense, and bombarded with several palms one after another.

Li Haikui lay on the ground as scheduled, confirming what he said earlier: Lie down for Lao Tzu!

And for the thousands of people in the audience, there is only one thing to know: the Sect Master of the Seven Star Sect has won again!

Moreover, the first five games took more than three minutes, but this one, it seems to be less than two minutes, which is an increasingly perverted rhythm.

Interestingly, when Ye Fan withdrew his hand, Li Haikui, who had already fallen down, slapped the ground with both hands, jumped up, and pumped towards Ye Fan with one foot.

Oh, let him go, he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead, and he still plays sneak attacks, what a fucking talent!

Ye Fan's body was vertical, like a white crane soaring into the sky, suddenly pulled up, and when his body rotated in mid-air, he also pulled out with one foot.

"Bang!"

The two feet are pumped together in mid-air, the visual effect is excellent, and the picture is spectacular and exciting!

It's just that in the next second, Li Haikui burst into a miserable scream, and his whole body fell to the left, completely out of rhythm.

Moreover, the facial features on his face are distorted, as if someone has exploded a chrysanthemum, looking at his look, he is so painful that he wants to call his mother.

Let you sneak attack!

Ye Fan would not let him go like this, after pulling out one foot, he then opened the Fengqi Secret Realm, rubbed his body, and kicked on Li Haikui's lower abdomen, kicking Li Haikui's body upside down in mid-air.

And that's not all.

Ye Fan once again urged Feng Qi to the secret realm, shot at Li Haikui, and pulled out with one leg.

"Bang!"

Li Haikui was like a sandbag, flying out directly, falling off the stage with a "plop", and fell alive to rob a dog of......

(End of chapter)