Chapter 212: His Death!

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Ye Fan walked between the steps, his steps were brisk, and most of the disciples who passed by saluted one after another, and while he sighed in his heart, he also smiled.

There were also a small number of disciples who looked angry after Ye Fan passed by, and scolded in a very small voice:

"Dog, what kind of shit luck has gone, how did a waste become so powerful, could it be that the new sect master passed on the inheritance of the holy scriptures to him?"

"What nonsense are you talking about, the secret book of the exercises is not a miracle medicine, how can it be that in such a few days, he has stepped to the point of the tiger and leopard thunder sound, and even started to wash the marrow and exchange blood?"

"What's going on? Could it be that the sect master gave him some kind of absurd ancient elixir? But how can this Ye Fan be virtuous, and how could the sect master give it to him? It's weird, it's weird!"

This kind of question is not a single person, but a question in the hearts of almost all the sect disciples who know and understand Ye Fan.

During this period of time, although the sect master had entrusted many affairs to Ye Fan and Lin Cheng, Lin Cheng, as a senior true disciple, needless to say, his strength, prestige, etc., they were basically convinced.

But Ye Fan, who appeared as a laughing stock most of the time before, turned into a confidant of the sect master, and his power was not small, which made many people feel indignant.

In the past, the reason why Ye Fan was laughed at was mainly because I didn't know who spread it, Ye Fan had been dismissed from marriage by a wife who seemed to be very good. He has always been ridiculed as a toad and wants to eat swan meat.

is such a laughing stock of the sect, but it rose all of a sudden, riding on the heads of most people, which naturally caused many people to be dissatisfied.

This point, when Ye Fan was performing some sect affairs, this part of the disciples naturally directly embodied it, and embarrassed Ye Fan on the spot.

However, what shocked everyone's eyes was that Ye Fan did not report to the sect master and elders as they imagined, but directly showed the martial arts strength of the realm of tiger and leopard thunder sound, washing the marrow and changing blood, and overwhelmed the unconvinced disciples on the spot, and easily quelled the riot.

And since this incident, Ye Fan's martial arts cultivation has been promoted against common sense, and it has also become the talk and doubt of almost all disciples after tea and dinner.

After all, almost everyone knows that Ye Fan has also practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his cultivation strength over the years since he joined the sect is only a realm of muscles and bones. And after the arrival of this new sect master, Ye Fan's martial arts entry actually slammed into the realm, leaving many people behind fiercely, making almost all the disciples of the sect drop their jaws.

It was getting dark, and night was falling.

Ye Fan's steps were brisk, and in the blink of an eye, he returned to his independent attic.

This attic was originally Shang Chenxi's, but now Ye Fan has become the owner.

However, when Ye Fan just pushed the door in and turned around to close the door, the hairs on his back suddenly stood on end, and an unspeakable terrifying killing intent instantly locked on him.

Don't open your mouth to shout!

In Ye Fan's stiff body, such a feeling rose in his heart for no reason.

He was incredibly sure that either of these two reactions, one of them, would die before his body could signal him to make a move!

This martial will was as silent as an abyss, and there was not the slightest temperature, covering Ye Fan's body. The heavy threat of death made him resist the urge to shout and run.

Who will it be, what will it be, what will it do?

Ye Fan's countless thoughts flashed in an instant, and finally his voice was harsh and hoarse, and he said slowly:

"Who the hell is Your Excellency, why did you break into this sect and make such a joke with your juniors?"

"You are Ye Fan?"

Hong Guangyu's voice sounded softly:

"It is said that your new sect master trusts you very much, and directly entrusts you with many affairs in the sect? I am very strange, why did he choose you? And your strength seems to be improving very quickly, what is the reason for this?"

It's for the Sect Master!

As soon as Hong Guangyu said these few words, Ye Fan instantly understood his intentions.

He is just a small person, and the martial arts will of the person behind him is like a high mountain, and he doesn't know how much higher than the worship Shang Chenxi he once felt, at least he is also a martial arts level powerhouse.

Countless thoughts flashed, and although Ye Fan didn't know what this person wanted to do, he understood the current situation.

He slowly turned around, looked at Hong Guangyu, and said calmly:

"The sect master chose me because I had directly stood up to speak for him. This lord must have inquired about it. As for cultivation, I have been saving up for a long time, and I am just one step away. The sect master gave the elixir, and this was a successful breakthrough. ā€

"Oh?"

Hong Guangyu's indifferent gaze seemed to pierce Ye Fan's mind directly, and said lightly:

"If you're not lying, why is your heart beating so fast?"

The Lord laughed. ā€

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped suddenly, and he still kept his composure and said:

"How can a goat be treated with a normal heart in the face of a tiger?"

"You're very daring. ā€

Hong Guangyu stared at Ye Fan's face for a long time, and when the latter's back was soaked with cold sweat, he said slowly:

"Let me ask you, do you want to be the sect master of this sect?"

Ye Fan's face changed suddenly, and his body was shocked by this mysterious man's words, and he said in a low voice:

"My lord, I don't know who you are, and what do you mean by that?"

Hearing Ye Fan ask, Hong Guangyu nodded with satisfaction: "You are good, young, ambitious, and eyesight, what you lack is a little bit of strength." ā€

"As for why I say that, it's because of ...... This new sect master of yours is going to die in a few days!"

I'm going to die? What the hell does it mean? Who the hell is this?

Ye Fan's face was tense, without the slightest relaxation, but he felt extremely strange in his heart.

Seeing Ye Fan's confusion, Hong Guangyu sighed softly:

"You, the sect master, have the audacity to kill one of the leaders of my Moonbreaker Army, and hide here as the king of the mountain. Now that we've found it, it's time for him to die.

Since your sect master is not in the mountain gate, although it is easy to exterminate such a sect of two or three hundred people, we are not willing to kill innocents indiscriminately, trying to kill evil, causing misery and corpses all over the field. Do you know what I mean?"

Moonbreaker!

As soon as he heard this name, Ye Fan suddenly broke out in a cold sweat, his face turned pale, and he did not have the slightest doubt about what Hong Guangyu said later.

He naturally knew something about a warlord like the Moon Breaking Army, and a third-rate sect like the Xingchen Liesu Sect was the difference between ants and elephants, and there was no comparison at all.

Such a martial arts force only needs to send a battalion of elites to cooperate with war weapons to kill the Xingchen Liesu Sect cleanly.

Ye Fan was cold, raised his head in paleness, and said in a difficult tone:

"What do you want me to do, my lord?" (To be continued.) )