"Oh my God! Senior Brother Yang really can't even pull out the sword!"
"Even the elders of our outer courtyard probably wouldn't be able to accomplish such a feat!"
"How did Ye Fan do it?"
For a moment, all the disciples in the courtyard exploded.
If they had not witnessed the conflict between Yang Qi and Ye Fan with their own eyes, they would probably think that Yang Qi was deliberately letting things go.
Yang Qi is a strong person at the fourth level of transformation, while Ye Fan is only in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
Logically speaking, it should be Yang Qi who crushed Ye Fan, but now, the situation has completely reversed.
Regardless of whether Yang Qi wants to admit it or not, he has already been humiliated at his grandma's house today.
It won't be long before the entire Yunhai Immortal Sect will know about this, making him a laughing stock.
"Ahhh!"
Deep in Yang Qi's throat, he roared hysterically and stared at Ye Fan with extremely malicious eyes.
If eyes could hurt someone, he would have wanted to cut Ye Fan into pieces with a thousand knives!
It's a pity...can't!
Under that majestic pressure, he couldn't even move his little finger, let alone hurt Mark.
Looking at Ye Fan again, he was still standing there casually, as if he had done nothing.
The more so, the more mysterious he becomes in the eyes of others.
"The outcome has been decided!" Ye Fan said coldly: "Yang Qi, I'll give you a piece of advice - don't try to get involved with the Wugou Lingquan anymore, that's not something you can get your hands on! Get out of here, for the sake of your fellow sects.
, I won’t kill you!”
Ye Fan's voice was extremely calm, as if he had already secured victory and had everything under control.
"I don't accept it!"
Yang Qi was furious, like an angry lion. The veins on his forehead stood up, his eyes almost popped out, and he let out a deafening roar: "You brat, don't think you can win me just like this. You're still far from it!"
After saying this, a coquettish blood-red color appeared on Yang Qi's face, burning his vitality crazily. In an instant, he lost ten years of life, and at the same time gained extremely powerful power.
"Sword Spirit, kill me!!!"
As soon as Yang Qi finished speaking, the silhouette of the flying snake above his head, transformed by the sword spirit, suddenly grew in size and was hundreds of meters long, and its entire body glowed with green light.
This phantom of a soaring snake kept circling in the sky, soaring through the clouds and mist, and instantly flew thousands of meters into the sky, overlooking the ground with a stern look in its eyes, as if it really "came to life", revealing an ancient and wild atmosphere.
"What a powerful sword spirit!"
Seeing this scene, many outer court disciples in the arena changed their expressions, their hairs stood on end, and they felt terrified instinctively.
Yang Qi, on the other hand, had a sinister smile on his face.
Although he cannot pull out the Soaring Snake Sword for the time being, the spirit of the heavenly weapon is not restricted and can move freely.
It's just that with Yang Qi's current strength, he still can't summon the sword spirit.
No one could imagine that he would be so crazy that he would force the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit to serve him at the cost of ten years of life.
These outer courtyard disciples don't know that Yang Qi now hates Ye Fan deeply. If Ye Fan is not killed, he will not be able to understand his thoughts, breed more inner demons, his realm will plummet, and his strength will be greatly reduced.
Because of this, he would not hesitate even if his life was shortened by ten years.
"Ho ho ho!"
High in the sky, the phantom of a soaring snake that was hundreds of meters tall suddenly launched an offensive and turned into an arrow that shot out of the string, swooping towards Ye Fan. The power of its charge seemed to be able to compete with a dragon.
Teng She opened her bloody mouth and could completely swallow even a small mountain, let alone Ye Fan.
However, Ye Fan still stood where he was. Not only did he not dodge, he didn't even frown. He seemed not to take Soaring Snake into his eyes at all.
"How dare you, evil beast!"
Ye Fan shouted loudly, and at the same time, his whole body's bones trembled slightly, resonating, and an awe-inspiring aura came out of his body.
This majestic energy did not have overwhelming power, and everyone present could not even notice any changes.
But in an instant, the swooping snake seemed to be petrified and stopped motionless. Looking from a distance, it looked like a still scene, which was extremely weird.
At this moment, Teng She was only a few meters away from Ye Fan, and was just a hair away from swallowing him.
However, these few meters are like a gap between heaven and earth, so far away that there is no way to cross it.
…
"What...what's going on?!"
Yang Qi's pupils shrank sharply, his mouth opened wide enough to swallow a duck egg, and his face looked like he had seen a ghost.
He tried to contact the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit, but what came back from the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit were all kinds of negative emotions, including panic, fear, and cowardice, as if he had encountered some natural enemy!
But Soaring Snake is a heaven-level spiritual beast. Even if it is not as good as the ancient Tianlong or the immortal phoenix, it will not be frightened by a human monk in the Nascent Soul stage.
The next moment, something even more incredible happened -
The huge flying snake actually collapsed to the ground. Its body kept twisting and squirming, but the snake's head was swinging up and down towards Ye Fan.
That posture was like bowing to Ye Fan!
Seeing this weird scene, everyone present, including Yang Qi, was dumbfounded. They couldn't believe their eyes and couldn't explain it all.
They never imagined that the ray of majesty released by Ye Fan came from the Heavenly Tyrant Body!
The Heavenly Tyrant Body is the most powerful body in the universe. It can defeat all laws in one body and has made hundreds of millions of races surrender to it.
Even though Soaring Snake is a heaven-level spiritual beast, the fear of the sky's hegemony was already engraved in its genes when it was born. Even if it is now in the form of a sword spirit, it is still unforgettable.
"roll!"
Ye Fan spit out one word coldly.
As if the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit had received amnesty, it slipped into the scabbard of the sword as if it was running away. No matter how Yang Qi summoned it, it could not come out.
As a result, Yang Qi was really in an unprecedented dilemma. He originally wanted to let the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit kill everyone and avenge his shame, but unexpectedly, he couldn't do anything about Ye Fan.
Those ten years of life were wasted in vain!
Just when Yang Qi was about to give in, Ye Fan happened to turn his head and glance at him.
"Stab it!"
Ye Fan's gaze was like a sharp sword cutting through thorns, flying out, ignoring the physical body, reaching straight to the soul.
Yang Qi's body shook violently, and he felt a heaven-like coercion coming from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm, pressing hard on his body. Every inch of his skin, every muscle, and every bone seemed to be bearing the pressure.
A lot of pressure.
"thump!"
After a few seconds, Yang Qi couldn't hold on any longer and slammed his knees to the ground, making two small craters in the hard granite floor.
At this moment, in the eyes of others, Ye Fan is still the ordinary young man.
But in Yang Qi's view, Ye Fan seemed to have transformed into a supreme god, possessing the power of life and death. If he thought about it, he would be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, and would never be reincarnated.
…
Suddenly, Ye Fan looked at Yang Qi with a smile and said jokingly: "Senior Brother Yang, we just met. I know you admire me very much, but there is no need to give such a big gift!"
Hearing this, Yang Qi's face looked uglier than if he had eaten shit, and he was extremely aggrieved.
I fucking admire you!
He has always been conceited and extremely proud, so why would he kneel down to a monk of his own age?
Now, according to Ye Fan's tone, it seems that he has taken the initiative to give in and surrender to Ye Fan.
However, Yang Qi wanted to refute and curse, but he couldn't do it at all.
The pressure became stronger and stronger, bending his spine, and his head hit the cold ground with a "bang", as if he was performing a five-body salute.
Seeing this scene, the faces of many disciples from the outer courtyard showed incredible expressions, and they started talking about it:
"Oh my god! Does it mean that Ye Fan has such a domineering spirit that he can make his enemies surrender with just a shake of his tiger body?"
"I can make you kneel down with just one glance. This ability is too terrifying!"
"Not only that, even the Soaring Snake Sword Spirit was so frightened by him that he retracted his scabbard!"
"When we meet Ye Fan in the future, we must take a detour, otherwise we might get tricked!"
Hearing these whispers, Yang Qi became even more furious, almost to the point of vomiting blood.
"You brat, how dare you disrespect Mr. Yang!"
The young Kong Wu who came with Yang Qi finally couldn't stand at this moment, and rushed towards Ye Fan like a tiger descending from the mountain. His momentum was like a rainbow, and he was actually a strong man who had turned two gods.
Ye Fan turned his head, glanced at him coldly, and released his majestic energy.
"thump!"
The next moment, young Kong Wu's knees went weak, as if he was pressed to the ground by a big invisible hand, unable to move.