Chapter Five Hundred and Twenty Second: Ning Zhe, Don't Bend!
In the room, Leng Meiren never expected that Ye Fan would dare to say such arrogant words and leave so lightly, treating the matter as a child's play.
A raging flame suddenly burned in her deep eyes. She could no longer suppress the anger in her heart and said sternly:
"Presumptuous! Brat, do you know who you are talking to? Stop right there!"
However, Ye Fan ignored it and continued to move forward.
"Looking for death! Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Leng Meiren rushed towards Ye Fan like an arrow from a string, carrying a devastating force.
"Stab it!"
At the same time, the dagger hidden in her sleeve resurfaced, and murderous intent suddenly emerged.
The cold light flickered, cutting through the air, the sound of breaking through the air echoed through the room, and the tip of the blade was pointed directly at Ye Fan's neck.
In anger, Leng Meiren showed no mercy at all and used 120% of her strength.
If an ordinary person were to take this blow forcefully, his blood would be splattered on the spot, his head would fall to the ground, and there would be no possibility of survival.
But Ye Fan had no intention of dodge at all and kept walking.
Just when the dagger was still a few millimeters away from Ye Fan's skin, he stretched out his left hand and faced the dagger without looking back, as if there was something wrong with his back.
"Zheng!"
A sound of gold and iron echoed.
In mid-air, sparks flew everywhere.
The next moment, something incredible happened——
The dagger did not cut off Ye Fan's left hand as Leng Meiren imagined.
On the contrary, the middle finger and index finger of Ye Fan's left hand actually clamped the sharp blade, making it hover in mid-air, unable to move, making it difficult to move forward.
Inside the venue, a strange scene appeared.
Leng Meiren's dagger only needs to advance a few millimeters to stab Ye Fan in the neck.
But this tiny distance is like a world away, separated by an insurmountable chasm.
No matter how hard Beauty Leng tried, her inner strength was like a stone sinking into the sea, and it was of no use at all.
Under the tremendous pressure, her face changed wildly, and there were even glistening drops of sweat on her forehead.
You know, although she is not known for her strength, the dagger in her hand can be said to be a rare magic weapon, capable of cutting iron like mud and blowing hair to pieces!
Even a strong person who practices foreign martial arts will be easily defeated.
With the sharpness of her dagger, she has killed powerful enemies one after another on the battlefield!
But now, not only did Ye Fan steadily surpass her in terms of strength, his physical toughness also completely exceeded her imagination.
The two slender and slender fingers are like a ten-thousand-year-old mountain, so thick that they cannot be shaken at all.
For a moment, Leng Meiren could neither advance nor retreat, and was caught in a dilemma.
At this moment, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showing a faint smile, and said: "Little girl, you can't kill me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he exerted slight force with his two fingers, and there was a "click" sound. The extremely sharp dagger broke and half of the blade fell to the ground, turning into scrap metal.
Looking closely, the incision was extremely smooth and flawless, which shows how powerful Ye Fan is.
Seeing this scene, Leng Meiren's face turned pale, and she subconsciously took a few steps back to protect the old man's side, as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Haha... don't worry, I'm not a bad person. If you wanted to have evil thoughts, you would have been a corpse when we were downstairs just now!"
Ye Fan said, turned around and continued walking outside.
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"Wait!"
At this moment, the old man spoke again: "Huh...young man, what do you think this is? How can you come and leave whenever you want?!"
His old voice was majestic and contained an irresistible will.
"boom!"
The next moment, the aura of the old man skyrocketed, rising endlessly, like a dormant dragon suddenly awakening, as vast and as deep as the sea.
The overbearing momentum was overwhelming towards Ye Fan. It was majestic and majestic, giving people a feeling of the sky being turned upside down and the mountains and rivers collapsing.
Warriors below the level of Grandmaster would probably be forced to bow their heads and worship him on the spot.
However, this is just the beginning.
"Stab it!"
Suddenly, a burst of dazzling light burst out from the old man's sharp eyes, as if a star appeared out of thin air in the room, making people afraid to look directly at it.
"Crack!"
Suddenly, a burst of electric sparks came from the silent room.
Eyes electrifying!
In this gaze, the old man's lifelong martial arts will was gathered. Even if he was sitting in a wheelchair and unable to move, he could still use this to attack the enemy.
In Ye Fan's sight, everything in the world seemed to disappear, leaving only the old man in front of him.
His figure then became tall and majestic, like a god in this small world, supreme, shocking the world, and dominating the world!
For a moment, Ye Fan's whole body tensed up, as if there was a Kunlun Mountain Range falling from the sky and pressing hard on him.
Every muscle, every inch of skin, and every meridian was tortured like never before.
What is even more shocking is the suppression on the spiritual level, which makes Ye Fan tremble in the depths of his soul, just like a living creature that instinctively feels fear when facing a natural enemy, and cannot even think of any intention to be an enemy.
In Ye Fan's mind, a word subconsciously came to mind -
Heavenly powerhouse!
The old man in front of me is definitely a powerful man in heaven!
He had only felt such a terrifying aura from his father Ye Nantian.
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The four realms of the Grandmaster are Heaven, Earth, Xuan, and Huang!
There is a huge gap between each realm, making it almost impossible to fight across borders.
Now, Ye Fan has advanced to the Foundation Establishment Realm, and according to the classification of the secular world, he is equivalent to a master of the Xuan Realm!
Looking at the whole of China, they can be regarded as rare beings, but compared to the powerful ones in heaven, they are still far behind.
A powerful person in heaven, like a god or an immortal, aspires to the top of martial arts.
With a snap of a finger, you can unify the mountains and rivers, cut off the common people, and reverse the yin and yang, which is enough to change the color of the wind and clouds, and make ghosts cry and gods be frightened!
"Galala! Galala!"
Immediately afterwards, all the joints on Ye Fan's body made a sound like setting off firecrackers. The Cangtian Hegemon's body, which could not be harmed even by magical weapons, seemed to be almost unable to hold on under such terrifying pressure.
Ye Fan's figure was swaying unsteadily, as if he had turned into a lone boat in the storm, swaying unsteadily and about to collapse to the ground at any time.
But his eyes were red, and he clenched his teeth, desperately stimulating the internal energy in his dantian, trying to break free from the shackles, and walked towards the door.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
He took three steps forward in succession, each step making a loud noise, cracking the floor.
"Huh?!"
Seeing this scene, the old man was slightly surprised. He swept his long eyebrows and scolded:
"Hmph... How dare you, a mere junior, speak nonsense in front of me? Why don't you just surrender and beg for mercy?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Fan felt that the pressure on his body suddenly increased tenfold, and his muscles and bones were shaking like thunder.
A trace of bright red blood also oozed from the corner of his mouth.
However, Ye Fan tried his best to squeeze out the inner energy in his dantian. His spine was always straight, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and he said word by word:
"My hot-blooded men can be knocked down, but they cannot be defeated!"
"Better to break than to bend!"
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Because he was under great pressure, he did not speak very fast, and even said it with great difficulty, but every word was as heavy as a stone, revealing his supreme will, which moved people.
As time passed by, Ye Fan also reached a point where he was running out of fuel and could not hold on for long.
Just when he was considering whether to use the "Kun Peng Swallowing Heaven Technique" at the bottom of the box and fight to the death, he suddenly felt that his body relaxed, and the invisible pressure disappeared in an instant.
The sudden pressure difference made him unable to adapt to the situation, and he took several steps back before regaining his footing.
"a ha ha ha……"
At this moment, the old man let out a burst of heroic laughter and said:
"It's been a long time since I met such an interesting young man! You can't be arrogant, but you can't be arrogant! Boy, you have won my respect with your strength. I apologize to you for my previous slight!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the beautiful cold lady next to her trembled, as if she had been shocked by electricity, and her face was full of disbelief.
She knew how extraordinary the old man's status was, and he could even contradict Chief No. 1 by slamming the table in his face.
This was the first time in so many years that he took the initiative to apologize to someone.
If this matter spreads, I am afraid it will shock the entire Chinese top brass.