Urban mad young Ye Fan Tang Tang Chapter 1607 The man of the Ye family is singing drums in the hall, and the disciples of Beichen are fighting for a hundred battles!
Chapter 1607 The man of the Ye family is singing drums in the hall, and the disciples of Beichen are fighting for a hundred battles!
As soon as Ye Fan walked out of the auction house, he saw that the area had been cleared and there was no one within a hundred meters.
A hundred meters away, there were thousands of warriors wearing uniform armor, murderous, fierce and fierce, obviously members of the Shang family of the city lord's mansion.
After seeing Ye Fan come out, a general showed a fierce look in his eyes, pointed at Ye Fan from a distance, gritted his teeth and said:
"This kid seriously injured Master Hui and disrespected Master Xiang. His crime is unforgivable!"
"Archers, prepare, fire arrows!"
As soon as he finished speaking, all the archers present drew their bows and shot arrows at the same time.
“Swish swish swish!!!”
Hundreds of sharp arrows, covering the sky and the sun, containing extremely violent energy, pierced the sky, penetrated the clouds and cracked rocks, like falling meteor showers.
These arrows are all weapons specially made by the military department of the Great Xia Dynasty. They are unparalleled in sharpness and are more than enough to attack cities and plunder villages, let alone against ordinary monks.
Arrows all over the sky were shrouding Ye Fan with great momentum.
"Boy, go to hell!"
Many Shang family soldiers had fierce looks and evil smiles on their faces, as if they had foreseen the tragic situation of Ye Fan being shot into a sieve.
However, the next moment, an incredible scene appeared in front of everyone——
“Clang Clang Clang Clang Clang!!!”
Those sharp arrows that could easily tear apart the city wall, when they hit Ye Fan's body, were like hitting a copper wall and were bounced away and scattered all over the place.
In the first round of shooting, Ye Fan was not injured at all, and he did not even frown, as if the impact of these arrows on him was not as bad as a mosquito bite.
Seeing this scene, the faces of the Shang family soldiers changed drastically. Their original ferocious smiles disappeared instantly, replaced by unconcealable horror, and huge waves arose in their hearts.
You know, even if a powerful person in the form of a god can catch these specially-made arrows, he will not die but will be seriously injured.
According to the information they received, Ye Fan was just a monk in the Nascent Soul stage. How could he have such a powerful body? He was so abnormal!
What they didn't know was that after experiencing the golden flames of the great sun to temper his body and the baptism of the light of destiny, Ye Fan's physical strength had reached a very exaggerated level, and most of the ninth-turn powerful incarnations were not as good as him.
In terms of pure physical strength, he was invincible under the Tribulation.
Mere arrows and tickling him are nothing.
"Whoosh!"
The next moment, Ye Fan's figure skyrocketed, pulling out a long rainbow in mid-air, rolling up a storm of sand and dust, and charging forward like a humanoid tyrannosaurus.
Even if he doesn't activate his inner energy, he still possesses the power of fifty or sixty dragons with pure physical strength, which is comparable to ancient ferocious beasts and is enough to trample all generations.
Even the power of one person is greater than that of thousands of troops!
Looking at Ye Fan, who was so powerful, the group of Shang family soldiers were completely panicked. They never expected that a Nascent Soul monk could bring such a powerful oppression, as if the god of death was coming.
"Young Master Xiang has an order to stop him no matter what!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
Many Shang family warriors roared to cheer for themselves, and then launched an attack as if they were desperate for their lives.
However, the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny.
"Bang bang bang bang bang!"
A series of collision sounds, one after another, can be heard.
Before they even touched Ye Fan's body, they were thrown away by the protective energy, fell heavily to the ground, fainted, and did not know whether they were alive or dead.
In just a few breaths, Ye Fan charged all the way and easily tore a hole in the defense line composed of Shang family soldiers, and most of the soldiers lost their fighting capacity.
quick!
Too fast!
It is said that in the Battle of Changbanpo that year, Zhao Zilong killed seven in and seven out of a million Cao troops.
But now, in the flash of light and stone, Ye Fan rode away with great speed.
Ye Fan didn't need to kill seven in and seven out to defeat the enemy's defense line. No one could stop him from leaving.
How chic and majestic this is!
Looking at his leaving figure, the remaining survivors looked ashen, with lingering fears, and their bodies trembling uncontrollably, as if they had walked through the gates of hell.
If the enemy is a strong person who has overcome the tribulation, then all this will be explained.
But the enemy is just a Nascent Soul Stage monk. This is really unbelievable!
…
"Kick, kick, kick, kick!"
At this moment, hundreds of strong men, led by Shang Xiang, walked out of the auction house and happened to see the tragic situation around them.
Countless Shang family soldiers collapsed on the ground, swaying around and in a mess.
When Shang Xiang saw this, he was shocked and angry.
You must know that those who came here are all the elites of the city lord's palace. They are extraordinary in strength and are definitely not just a mob. But now they have suffered such a huge loss, Shang Xiang's heart is bleeding.
"What happened here?" Shang Xiang gritted his teeth.
"Young Master..." A soldier crawled to his feet and said weakly: "That gangster was too terrifying. The specially made arrows had no effect on him. He defeated all the brothers with just one charge!"
"Ye Fan, I will never give up until I kill you!"
Shang Xiang clenched his fists, his eyes flashed with fierceness, and his eyes burned with blazing fire, and he asked again: "Where did that kid run to!"
"Back to the young master, he ran away to the east and left not long ago!"
"Chase!"
As Shang Xiang spoke, his figure surged as fast as thunder and flew towards the east.
The elder of the Feng family, the young master of the Lin family, the tough-faced middle-aged man of the Lei Ming sect, the sword-wielding man of the Cheng family...
Heroes from all walks of life followed closely, vowing to capture Ye Fan and seize the treasure.
After chasing a stick of incense, they discovered Ye Fan's figure, just a few kilometers ahead.
As a result, they pursued the case faster.
But Shang Xiang and others never expected that Ye Fan deliberately slowed down and waited for them.
The strength of these monks is indeed extraordinary. Many of them have been cultivating for hundreds of years. They are from second-grade forces and have a respected status. They are well-known throughout Tianshu Star.
A powerful lineup of hundreds of people is enough to defeat many small and medium-sized sects and aristocratic families.
However, quantity is not the key, strength is!
Ye Fan is not an ordinary Nascent Soul monk. He possesses the Wuxiang Sword, Taishang Seal, Beichen Seven Swords, Great Wilderness Divine Fire and other magical powers and secrets. He has all kinds of methods at the bottom of the box. Even a strong man who has transformed into the ninth level may not be able to do anything.
is his opponent.
If he adds the help of Mr. Wei, he will have the confidence to compete even if he encounters the True Immortal Transcending Tribulation.
Among the hundreds of pursuers, the one that Ye Fan really feared was the old man in gray robe next to Princess Hongyi.
This person's strength is unfathomable, like a deep black hole, making people extremely fearful.
…
Soon, Ye Fan rushed into a valley.
After advancing for more than a thousand meters, we found that the valley was a dead end.
Towering mountains blocked the way.
At this moment, hundreds of pursuers came fiercely and locked onto Ye Fan's energy.
Shang Xiang walked out of the crowd, looking at Ye Fan with sinister eyes, and said coldly: "Bad boy, you are unlucky to have run into a dead end! Weren't you very arrogant just now? Now you are surrounded by us.
, you should show me how arrogant you are again!"
"Surrounded?"
Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly and said: "Why do I think...I have surrounded you? I have warned you before that anyone who dares to chase you will definitely die, but who knows, you will still jump into the fire pit!"
"Exactly!" Shang Xiang curled his lips in disdain and said sarcastically: "How dare you speak harshly when you are about to die! I have already found out your identity. You are an unknown person. There are no ambushes in this valley.
How dare you, on your own, speak so brazenly?"
As soon as he finished speaking, other people around him also laughed and said:
"Hahaha... This kid is probably pretending to be addicted!"
"That's right! Does he think he is a true immortal who has overcome the tribulation?"
"With Shang Shao's fifth-level cultivation, he can kill this guy in less than ten moves!"
Facing the ridicule of everyone, Ye Fan suddenly showed a playful look in his eyes, and said: "There are still nine pieces of the treasure in my hand. There are hundreds of you, how should you divide it up? Most of you are working in vain.
On the field, I made a wedding dress for others!"
"Stop sowing discord!"
Shang Xiang shouted loudly: "We will kill you first, and then distribute the treasure after we get it! No matter how glamorous and eloquent you are, you will never escape death!"
"Hmph! Do you really think I'm afraid of you?"
As Ye Fan spoke, he suddenly took a step forward. His spine was straight like a spear piercing the sky. His body erupted with an aura of scorning the world and being arrogant. He scanned the whole place and said proudly:
"I, the son of the Ye family, play the drum in the hall, and the sound spreads throughout the wilderness and reaches the beginning of the universe!
"I, a disciple of Beichen, have fought hundreds of battles, fought with gold and iron, and conquered the wind and clouds thousands of miles away!
"Anyone who dares to offend me will fight to the bitter end!"