Chapter 2003 The splendor is peerless, the world is full of beauty!
Hearing the voice coming from far away, the faces of all the sect leaders present showed different expressions, including excitement, excitement, resentment, cruelty...
Finally, Ye Fan walked into the deepest part of Dragon Burial Valley and came to the execution platform.
Under the gaze of everyone, they saw him wearing the Golden Crow Holy Clothes, with the Wuxiang Sword hanging from his waist, his head held high, his chest high, and his weapons majestic.
Even though it was already late at night, he was exuding a shining golden light, like a well-deserved star, which immediately attracted everyone's attention and made people unable to take their eyes away.
Unrivaled in splendor!
World-famous beauty!
Although Ye Fan did not deliberately display his momentum, the confidence and domineering cultivated through thousands of battles still came to his face, and all the brilliance in the world seemed to converge on him alone.
"Is this the first genius of all time?"
"Tsk...Although I have heard about it for a long time, he seems to be much younger than I thought!"
"Is it this young boy who makes Master Xuanfeng willing to be his disciple?"
Those strong men looked at Ye Fan back and forth with scrutinizing eyes, their eyes were so sharp that they seemed to want to see through his soul.
Even though they had heard many legendary stories about Ye Fan before, when they really saw Ye Fan, they were still shocked by Ye Fan's youth.
"boom!"
Suddenly, Master Tiance suddenly felt chest pain, and a majestic aura erupted from his body that could shake mountains, pierce clouds, and crack the earth.
"Boom boom boom boom!!!"
The next moment, the other sect leaders were not to be outdone, and followed suit one after another, unabashedly unleashing their own pressure, like an overwhelming net, pressing on Ye Fan from all directions.
Although the two sides are still hundreds of meters apart, the invisible contest has already begun.
How can the pressure of eight peak experts be nothing?
Not to mention ordinary Tribulation-Transcending True Immortals, even demon king-level experts would probably be frightened under the pressure of these eight paths.
However, Ye Fan's expression did not change at all, and he continued to walk towards the execution platform without even frowning.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
His footsteps were extremely steady, neither fast nor slow. Although the sound of his footsteps was silent, it was particularly abrupt in the silence, as if it was the only sound in the world.
Even the pressure of the eight sect masters could not hinder him in the slightest.
So strong!
For a time, the eight sect leaders looked at each other several times, and they all saw surprise in each other's eyes.
They had a new understanding of Ye Fan's strength.
With their status, they have seen countless young talents, but no one can compare with Ye Fan, and they can't even carry shoes.
At this moment, the leader of the Taishang Sect showed a fierce look in his eyes, staring at the Golden Crow Holy Clothes on Ye Fan, and there seemed to be overwhelming hatred in his eyes.
This Golden Crow Holy Clothes was originally owned by the Supreme Sect's genius Yun Feiyang.
Now, the Golden Crow Holy Clothes has become Ye Fan's possession, while Yun Feiyang has been sealed directly into the body of a wild cow by True Immortal Qingming using his great magical power, making him no different from an animal.
Enemies are extremely jealous when they meet!
How could the leader of Taishang Sect not be angry when he saw Ye Fan now?
The abbot of Prajna Temple next to him also changed from the compassion and hatred of the eminent monk, and became murderous. The Zen staff he held tightly in his hand was trembling slightly, as if it was about to shoot out at any time.
After all, Kassapa, the Buddhist disciple of Prajna Temple, died at the hands of Ye Fan not long ago, which was a great loss to the entire Prajna Temple.
However, Ye Fan ignored their cruel looks and walked forward step by step.
His calm and calm look seemed as if he didn't take them into consideration at all.
When Daozi Han Xiao, who was tied up, saw Ye Fan appear, he was shaken all over, with an expression of disbelief. There was a huge wave in his heart, and he was so surprised that he couldn't be more surprised.
You know, Han Xiao and Ye Fan not only have no personal relationship, Han Xiao has even challenged Ye Fan before!
Even if Ye Fan doesn't come to the rescue, it is reasonable.
But he never expected that Ye Fan would actually come, alone and single-handedly, to break into this dragon's pond and tiger's den.
…
"Huh? He actually came by himself without any helpers!"
"Artists are bold and talented!"
"You want to defeat us all by yourself? Haha... This is obviously a trap!"
"What an arrogant junior! Forget it, just kill Daozi Han Xiao in front of him and give him a show of strength!" Wuliang Sword Lord shouted, murderous intent boiling in his eyes.
Liu Yan, the head of Daluo Sect, nodded, his beautiful eyes flashed, and he made his fingerprints.
"Ho ho ho!"
The five ferocious beasts seemed to have taken stimulants, and they went into a crazy rampage at the same time, running wildly in different directions. The ropes wrapped around various parts of Han Xiao's body were also stretched to the extreme.
"Ahhh!"
At this moment, even as stubborn as Han Xiao, he couldn't help but let out a heartbreaking scream.
His hands, legs, and neck were all pulled with unprecedented intensity. His bones made crackling sounds, and he could even hear the sound of his meridians tearing.
The god of death seems to have raised his sickle and is ready to harvest his life!
Although Ye Fan is here, there are eight sect leaders on this execution platform.
To rescue Han Xiao in the hands of these strong men would be as difficult as climbing to the sky!
In a few seconds, Han Xiao will suffer the punishment of being broken apart by a car, and his body will be completely shattered.
At the critical moment.
Ye Fan's right hand suddenly pressed on the hilt of the Wuxiang Sword at his waist.
Seeing this action, the eight sect leaders felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy and did not dare to show any signs of neglect. They all used their weapons and adjusted to the best fighting condition.
Although they have a numerical advantage, no matter how vigilant they are, they cannot be too vigilant when facing the greatest genius of all time.
According to the intelligence, Ye Fan not only defeated all powerful enemies, but also seemed to have an absolute advantage every time he made a move. No one knew how many trump cards and trump cards he had.
…
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Ye Fan. As long as Ye Fan dared to draw his sword, he would be greeted by an overwhelming siege.
But soon, contrary to everyone's expectations, Ye Fan let go of the hilt of the sword.
Huh? What's going on?
Is it... just for show?
Everyone was confused and didn't expect Mark to give up so easily.
Logically speaking, if he didn't care about Han Xiao's life, there was no need to come alone.
Now that I'm here, I'm watching Han Xiao being killed. This is really weird!
“昘昘昘!!!”
At this moment, behind the eight sect leaders, there was a sound of tearing, as dense as a violent storm.
They turned around suddenly, and an incredible scene appeared in their eyes——
The five ferocious beasts that were running wild just now suddenly had thousands of cracks on their bodies.