Hearing the words of the woman surnamed Tian, Ye Fan's heart suddenly fluctuated.

If Lu Qiang's old thing really moved from Nanyang, then this thing is quite interesting.

It stands to reason that he should be able to mix well in the Nanyang area.

He came all the way to Binhai City, why is this?

Not only that, but it is even more unimaginable that this guy can become one of the eight major families.

"I said sister, do you know what Lu Qiang came to Binhai for?"

"This, is this ......?"

The woman surnamed Tian just now still had a smile on her face. But after hearing Ye Fan's words, he began to stammer.

"I don't know, it's all hearsay."

Although she said so, Ye Fan didn't think so in her heart.

Now it is very obvious that this woman surnamed Tian must know more things.

While the two of them were talking, someone suddenly knocked on the door a few times outside the box.

"Several, Captain Wu has arrived, let's go to the conference room first."

Hearing Captain Wu's words, Ye Fan's heart was shocked again.

Wu Yifeng, why is this guy here today?

Suddenly, Ye Fan seemed to remember something.

When he participated in Sister Tao with Mu Xuehan before, he seemed to have heard those women say that Wu Yifeng wanted to convene a meeting of the eight major families recently, could it be ......

Thinking of this, Ye Fan couldn't hold back the curiosity in his heart anymore, and immediately asked Lu Yan and the woman surnamed Tian.

"I said two, are you two ......?"

Seeing Ye Fan's somewhat surprised expression, Lu Yan and the two of them came down together.

"Little sir, if you come with us, don't you know everything?"

While speaking, the two of them had already opened the door and slowly walked towards the conference room.

The conference room was on the top floor of this clubhouse, and before he got there, Ye Fan had already discovered that there were layers of guards.

From their eyes that shimmered with golden light, Ye Fan could see that they were not ordinary bodyguards, but top masters.

It seems that this meeting of the eight major families has been well prepared.

Entering the conference room, there were already some acquaintances sitting there.

In addition to the previous one, the father and son of the Lu family, there was also an old man with a cold face.

"Who is this guy?"

"He's Han Feng, it's best not to provoke him, this guy is not emotional."

Hearing Lu Yan's words, Ye Fan was suddenly stunned.

The last time he fought against that Han Shuo, Ye Fan already knew such a person as Han Feng.

Although they are both killing gods, the momentum on Han Feng's body is much stronger than Han Shuo.

If you are strong, your qi will be dispersed outside your body.

It was the old man in front of him, but he restrained his momentum and hid it all in his body.

Despite this, the serious expression on his face still made Ye Fan feel not angry and arrogant.

"This old man is really not easy to mess with."

And next to the old man, sitting was an acquaintance, who was Su Bancheng before.

Although the two of them sat very closely, they were obviously suspicious.

Su Bancheng glanced at Han Feng from time to time, and Han Feng had always been wary of Su Bancheng.

Lu Yan and the woman surnamed Tian originally planned to pull Ye Fan to sit down.

However, at this time, Ye Fan also had his own thoughts in his heart.

Last time, he cleaned up Han Yuying and defeated Han Shuo again, but now he wants to meet, this old man of the Han family.

At this time, he walked over with a smile on his face and slowly arrived at Su Bancheng's side.

"Master Su, you're here today, it's really lively."

"Boy, why didn't you come with Mu Xuehan today? Did you two have an awkward quarrel and break up? ”

Su Bancheng, this guy, although he is also a hegemon, is a little out of tune when he speaks.

When Ye Fan heard him say this, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

He was stretching out his hand there and scratching his head, but who knew that at this time, the old man named Han Feng next to him suddenly kicked him.

Although it was just a light kick, it made Ye Fan feel very uncomfortable.

"Boy, is this where you should be? Hurry up and get out of the way, don't disturb me and Su Bancheng talking. ”

Han Feng's arrogant anger really made Ye Fan angry.

But at this time, he turned around directly and said to that Han Feng.

"Shouldn't I come? I don't think it's you who shouldn't have come.

If you have time, discipline your daughters and sons, and don't let them come out and bite people indiscriminately. ”

Hearing Ye Fan's words, Han Feng's eyelids suddenly jumped.

Before, his daughter and son were injured, but he couldn't be angry.

Especially when he heard that the two of them were actually defeated by a seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen high school student, it made him even more angry.

At first, he thought that this high school had three heads and six arms, but he never expected that it was actually this guy in front of him.

No matter how you look at it, Ye Fan in front of him doesn't look like a master.

Although his body was stronger than ordinary people, Han Feng didn't feel a trace of murderous aura.

How could such a person defeat his own son?

"Boy, don't blow up the cowhide, just like you, you really think you can beat my son?"

"Isn't it easy to wonder if I defeated your son?

I'll slap you twice in a while, leaving you with two palm prints. When you go back and compare your son, won't you know if I beat him? ”

When Ye Fan spoke, he raised his head high, looking indifferent.

At this time, Han Feng also slowly stood up from his seat.

His face was full of coldness, and the murderous aura on his body suddenly burst out.

"Boy, you know what, no one has ever dared to say anything like that to me.

Because whoever says such things, they have all disappeared from the world! ”

Before the words fell, Han Feng stretched out his hand violently, and at this time, Ye Fan only felt a fierce momentum rushing towards him.

To be honest, he suddenly regretted it.

Han Feng in front of him was a little terrifying.

I only heard a whoosh, and a momentum like a knife brushed past Ye Fan.

He tried his best to dodge, but there was a cut in his clothes.

Although he dodged, the table behind him was not so lucky.

After a click, the huge solid wood table was cut in half.

"What a strong sword qi!"

While Ye Fan was sighing, Han Feng had already raised his hands again.

"Boy, you really have some skills, I have been practicing this innate sword qi for decades.

I don't know how many enemies have been defeated by my move.

You can actually dodge out of front of me at the last moment, it looks like I have to move a little more seriously! ”

Saying that it was too late, Han Feng raised his hands and waved towards Ye Fan at the same time.

At this time, Ye Fan could clearly feel that from above Han Feng's hands, countless sword qi flashed.

Compared to his own qi turning into a sword, these sword qi seemed to be even more powerful.

It's a pity that Ye Fan's spiritual power is limited now, otherwise, he really wants to have a hard fight with this guy.

Han Feng, this old guy, does have two brushes.

This conference room is not small, but in the blink of an eye, he has cut all the walls and furniture here.

If Ye Fan hadn't dodged fast enough, it was estimated that in his hands, he would have become fragmented.

After chasing like this for a while, Ye Fan felt that it was not a problem.

Fortunately, at this time, he suddenly found that after attacking for so long, the momentum on Han Feng's body seemed to have weakened a lot.

Thinking about it carefully, he is now very old now, and although his skills are profound, his physical strength is still limited.

At this time, Ye Fan quickly stretched out his palm, and at the same time poured his spiritual power into his hand.

Then he followed Han Feng's example, and with a wave of his hand, a sword qi shot out directly.

Seeing Ye Fan's move, Han Feng was dumbfounded.

His own innate sword qi is the result of decades of hard practice.

But the young man in front of him actually only looked at himself, and after playing a few tricks, he could learn well, which was really beyond his imagination.

However, as a descendant of the god of killing, the more challenging the enemy, the more exciting his blood boiled.

I saw Han Feng clasping his hands together, clasping them together, and slashing forward.

Before Ye Fan could react, a huge sword aura had already arrived close to him.

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