When the big man heard Ye Lan call himself "Ni Daye", he didn't notice it for a while, but he couldn't help but be angry, but he didn't dare to attack, and secretly said in his heart: "Your uncle! Later, Lao Tzu will let you not survive, you can't die!"

Ye Lan begged for a verbal bargain, and when he saw that the big man was angry, he was very happy. He grew up on an isolated island since he was a child, and most of the people he met were simple people, and he would not have been able to beg for money in the market. After getting to know Taixumen and his party, the eldest grandson Wenquan saw that Ye Lan was completely ignorant of world affairs, so he told him some rules of the rivers and lakes. Wen Feng also interjected from time to time on the side, teaching Ye Lan some ways to deal with people. Wen Feng was born as a beggar, and he is the best at all the ways of all the scoundrels in the market, and this method of asking for cheapness under the pseudonym of "Ni Daye" is exactly what Wen Feng taught. Ye Lan was very interesting after hearing Wen Feng say this method, and he had long wanted to find someone to give it a try, but he had been unable to do it, and at this time, he finally waited for the big man to ask him for his name, and then happily reported the name "Ni Daye", and the big man really said, Ye Lan was so happy that he couldn't help but smile.

Just as he was happy, he suddenly heard the noise of people outside the door, and there was a faint sound of wind and footsteps landing into the hall. As soon as Ye Lan heard this sound, he knew that it was the sound of someone coming with a magic weapon and falling to the ground from the magic weapon. He secretly sneered in his heart: "But just a few Treasure Control Realm cultivators, they are also arrogant, and in the blue sky and daylight, they are flying in such a swaggering Treasure Realm, and they are not afraid of disturbing the mundane, it can be seen how unscrupulous these people are!"

The man on the second floor heard the noise, coughed twice, and laughed: "Stinky boy! If you kowtow to grandpa now and admit your mistakes, grandpa will let you die a happy death!"

Ye Lan smiled slightly, got up and looked out the door. I saw the big man who had broken his finger leading four people into the door. Two of the four wielded swords, one wielded a sword, and the last one held a three-edged steel fork, like a hunter in the mountains.

The big man with four broken fingers pointed at Ye Lan, turned back to a man in a green robe and held a sword, and said loudly: "Master, he is the one who hurt us!"

The four newcomers couldn't help but laugh out loud when they saw that Ye Lan was full of lip prints, but he was standing calmly in the center of the hall. Another man in a black robe and holding a sword pointed his long sword at Ye Lan, and stopped laughing: "What kind of amazing character is my Dao, but it turned out to be a little pervert." You kid will be happy! Die here today, you are happy enough before you die, and you are not wronged on the road to Huangquan!" The black-robed swordsman drew two circles on his arm, and his palm slapped violently on the hilt of the sword, and the sword trembled, making a buzzing sound, and suddenly turned into a streamer of light and struck straight at Ye Lan's lower abdomen.

Ye Lan's eyes narrowed, and his heart was extremely angry. Just now Zhou Kang led the three big men to break his legs indiscriminately, which was already extremely domineering and unreasonable, and this black-robed swordsman was even more vicious, wanting to disembowel Ye Lan. Ye Lan fought against the three big men before, although he was annoyed by the other party's fierceness, but he only punished him slightly, and he did not have the slightest intention to kill, but he didn't expect that the other party not only did not appreciate it, but also intensified it, and killed him as soon as he came up. Cultivators are quite jealous of slaughtering people who don't know mana with Taoism, and when Ye Lan and Zhou Kang and others faced each other, their mana did not recover, and this black-robed swordsman naturally thought that he was just an ordinary martial arts master, but he still did not hesitate to kill with magic weapons, and he had already committed the taboo of monks by acting like this. If it weren't for Ye Lan's chance encounter with a medical immortal master, and he had money on him, he could afford to pay for a crystal coin and recover his mana, he would inevitably die under this sword. Thinking of this, I felt both scared and angry, and secretly gritted my teeth and said: "I won't kill you today, and I have to make you suffer enough!"

Although his heart was agitated, he was all afraid of anger and fear, and he didn't look at the cultivation of this black-robed swordsman at all. These people were only cultivators of the fourth layer of the Mana Realm, while Ye Lan was already the second layer of the Immortal Realm of the Easy Realm. There is a small difference between the monks among the four layers of small realms of one major realm, and the supernatural powers are also high-level judgments, not to mention that these people and Ye Lan are separated by two layers of ethereal and leisurely realms, and there is a gap between the six layers of small realms of Yufeng, Tengyun, Turtle Breath, Juzhen, Divine Form, and Immortal Travel, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is far from the world. It was Ye Lan who saw that the method treasure was coming, but he sneered slightly, and he didn't even bother to sacrifice Xuan Bing's fire fan, and with a buckle of his left thumb, he flicked dozens of times on the spine of the sword, and the magic weapon used by the black-robed swordsman was not very good, and every time the sword body flicked with Ye Lan's fingers, it broke off an inch long, Ye Lan's right sleeve waved, and these sword fragments were received into his sleeve unknowingly before they landed. Seeing that only a bare hilt was left of a sword in the blink of an eye, Ye Lan shouted "ah", grabbed the hilt of the sword with a double voice, bent down, and trembled.

The blue-robed swordsman on the side thought that Ye Lan had been pierced through the abdomen by a sword from his companion, and snorted coldly: "You actually dare to hurt my disciple, but killing it with a sword is too cheap for you! You break four fingers of my apprentice, and while you are not dead for a while, I will break your limbs first, which can be regarded as collecting some interest!" As he spoke, he stepped out, in front of his right palm and behind his left palm, and grabbed Ye Lan's left arm, wanting to break his left arm first.

Ye Lan let him grab his left arm, raised his head, and smiled at him: "It's only a moment of work, you will charge my limbs for interest on four fingers, if you go to open a silver account, your business will definitely be prosperous, and you will be profitable!"

The blue-robed swordsman saw that Ye Lan had no pain in his expression, his heart was not good, and his hands were strengthened, but he felt that Ye Lan's arm was as solid as a rock, and he couldn't twist at all, so he couldn't help but be shocked, and suddenly saw Ye Lan straighten up, his right hand twitched and sent, and said, "Eat me a sword!" The blue-robed swordsman's idea of dodging had just risen, and before his body had made any movement, he felt a huge pain in his left chest, and a sword was in the center, leaving only one sword hilt outside. He only said that he was hit by a sword in his heart, and he had no more life, he was so frightened that his feet were weak, and his body slowly softened, but there was a question in his heart: How could this person's dantian be pierced by a sword, and he could still pull out the sword from his abdomen to counter the killer?

Ye Lan was taken back to heal his injuries and resume his cultivation, and he was in a good mood, although these Treasure Control Realm monks were very arrogant and unreasonable, and they were suspected of disregarding people's lives, but he still had no intention of killing, he just wanted to tease these people and teach them a lesson. He pretended to be a middle sword, and slammed the hilt of the sword into the chest of the blue-robed swordsman, but he broke one of his ribs, and even his internal organs were not injured, but when he saw that the other party fell to the ground softly, he didn't move, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly, thinking secretly: "This guy is domineering enough, and he has to be ruthless to break his limbs when he is dying, but he didn't expect his courage to be so small, but he was slightly injured, and he was scared and fainted, and he really only bullied the soft and afraid of the hard......

Ye Lan flicked off the long sword of the black-robed swordsman, and used the hilt to scare the blue-robed swordsman unconscious, and it was only a few breaths before and after, until at this time, the black-robed swordsman suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, shook his body a few times, and fell to the ground.

The monk's magic weapon was connected to his own divine will, the black-robed swordsman's magic weapon was destroyed, the true yuan was violently shocked, the meridians were already greatly damaged, and he couldn't stop vomiting blood when he fell to the ground, but the injury was much heavier than that of the blue-robed swordsman.

The remaining two men were shocked, and they all took two steps back, standing the magic weapon in front of them, and their faces showed fear. Ye Lan took a step forward, slapped his left palm at the man who made the steel fork, and slapped Lingyun with his right hand towards the man who made the knife.

The spiritual power of the Lingyun fan in his hand was completely lost, and he was already uncontrollable, this slash was a false move, only lightly on the knife body, deflecting the knife, and then flicking a finger on the back of the knife. The knife made a crisp sound of "clang", and from the break, the big man flew out of two feet with a half-truncated knife in his hand, sat down and stumbled, spit out two mouthfuls of blood, wanted to stand up, struggled twice, but couldn't stand up anyway.

The steel fork of the big man on the left had already been caught in Ye Lan's hand, Ye Lan's right foot flew up, and with a slight kick, the big man fell down in response, but refused to let go of his magic weapon, lying on the ground, looking up along the fork handle, only to see Ye Lan gently shaking a white jade fan, while staring at the three fork tips of the steel fork, and said with a smile: "Your steel fork can't be used as a magic weapon, but it must be a good ...... when you take it to hunt."

The man who made the fork listened to Ye Lan's ridicule, but he didn't reply, just looked at the fan in his hand like a fool, and stammered, "You...... , you this thing is ...... Oh no, where are you from?"

Ye Lan stepped on this man's chest with one foot, and he only needed to use Zhenyuan under his feet to take his life immediately, but he saw that this man was not only not afraid, but he even dared to call himself "this thing", and asked himself where he came from, which was really bold. Ye Lan respected him for his bravery, but he didn't want to be humiliated, so he put his foot on his waist and eyes, and pouted: "Where do you care where I come from? Take these guys and leave, if I let me encounter you bullying people, or come to this Yicui Building to make trouble, I will definitely not spare you again!"

The man who made the fork was picked out by Ye Lan's kick for more than three feet, he thought that he would fall into embarrassment, but he didn't expect to land with only a slight shake, and then stood firmly, he was scared in his heart, only to feel that his feet were soft, and he hurriedly supported the steel fork on the ground, holding it firmly, and staring directly at the Lingyun fan in Ye Lan's hand, his face turned white with fright.

Ye Lan closed the fan, slapped it heavily in his palm, and glared at him: "What are you doing here, don't you get out of here!"

The man who made the fork withdrew the steel fork back into the sea of qi, bent down to help the black-robed swordsman and the man who made the knife respectively, turned his head to the man who had broken his four fingers and said, "Wake up your master, take your senior brother and brother back to the door quickly, I will take the first step and take your two uncles back to heal." He had already seen that the blue-robed swordsman had only one hilt on his chest, and he had not been hit by the sword, so he decided to return to his main door with two seriously injured first.

Ye Lan stood at the door, waiting for the big men to help each other and walk away, before turning around and returning to the hall, taking out a thousand taels of silver tickets from his arms and handing them to Chen's mother, saying that he wanted to settle the meal money and compensate her for the broken tables and chairs. Mother Chen had words in her mouth, saying what she had offended the prince of Wednesday, how could this be a good word, she shrank around the table and trembled, but she didn't dare to pick up Ye Lan's silver ticket. Ye Lan stuffed the silver ticket into her hand and comforted her: "Mother Chen, don't worry, those people don't dare to come again......" Seeing that she didn't pay attention to herself at all, she just kept thinking about it, and she couldn't hear what she was saying, so she shook her head helplessly, said goodbye to Mingqin, and walked out of Yicui Building and walked westward.