Ye Fan's voice was like an invisible sharp blade, piercing straight into Luo Dingshan's chest.
Luo Dingshan's pupils shrank violently, his body was shaken violently, as if he had been shocked by electricity, and he couldn't believe his ears.
Nine hundred and ninety-nine rings?
What a joke!
As soon as these words came out, not only Luo Dingshan, but also all the warriors in the field had expressions of surprise on their faces, obviously shocked by this shocking request.
As Luo Dingshan, he can be said to be the overlord of the party. To be able to take the initiative to bow his head and apologize to Mark, he has already endured great humiliation.
No one could imagine that Ye Fan did not give up, but intensified his efforts, making him kneel and kowtow in public.
And not one or two, but nine hundred and ninety-nine!
mad!
There is no limit to the madness!
This simply trampled Luo Dingshan under his feet, leaving him no face at all.
If he really does this, he will no longer be able to hold his head high in the ancient martial arts world, and may even develop inner demons, suffer a great loss in strength, and plummet in realm.
In the field, there are actually some strong people who are on good terms with Jizhou Luo Shi.
But now, they all chose to remain silent and had no intention of standing up for Luo Dingshan.
On the one hand, they did not dare to act rashly due to Ye Fan's terrifying strength.
On the other hand, the weak will eat the strong, and the king will win and the bandits will lose. This is the rule of the ancient martial arts world and has never changed for thousands of years.
In a single fight, Luo Dingshan was defeated by Ye Fan with one move. He could only blame himself for his lack of strength and could not blame others.
At this moment, Luo Dingshan's face turned the color of pig liver, his hair stood on end, and he roared like an angry lion: "You brat, don't even think about humiliating me in this way! I will never give in!"
"Oh? Then I want to see how hard your bones are!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan's eyes flashed, and his right fist clenched in the air.
The fairy-tying rope continued to shrink as if it had received an order, and was deeply embedded in the bones of Luoding Mountain.
"Ahhh!"
Luo Dingshan let out bursts of screams, extremely shrill and shrill, like a fierce ghost under the Nine Netherworld.
There are no words to describe the pain!
He would rather his willpower was not so strong and he could simply faint and not have to endure such pain!
This bundle of fairy rope is not only sharp, but also mixed with the aura of Jiao King, which is extremely strong and domineering.
Luo Dingshan only felt an overwhelming and terrifying force, like a volcanic eruption, invading the body from the wound and raging in the internal organs.
At this time, Ye Fan looked down at Luo Dingshan, his eyes as sharp as a knife, and said sternly:
"Either you kowtow and apologize! Or, die! There is no third possibility!"
Ye Fan's voice was ruthless, decisive, and contained an irresistible will.
Luo Dingshan's face was extremely ugly. After a lot of fighting between heaven and man, he finally seemed to have accepted his fate. He nodded dejectedly and said weakly:
"Sir, I...I promise you! Please loosen the rope quickly, I really can't hold on any longer!"
Seeing that he agreed, Ye Fan had a thought in his mind and slightly loosened the rope that bound the immortal, but it was still tied to him and did not loosen it directly.
"let's start!"
Ye Fan ordered, folding his hands on his chest and looking down at him.
…
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
For a time, everyone in the venue focused their attention on Luo Dingshan, making him the target of public criticism.
All kinds of shame surged into his heart, but in order to survive, Luo Dingshan could only choose to surrender.
"thump!"
His knees weakened, he knelt on the ground, put his hands in front of him, and then knocked his head toward the ground.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Once, twice, three times...
The dull sound of impact was particularly harsh in the silence.
Seeing this scene, looks of disdain appeared on the faces of many warriors.
If Luo Dingshan was really a tough guy who would rather break than bend, everyone would still think highly of him.
But now, he is greedy for life and afraid of death, abandoning the dignity and pride of a strong martial artist, like a lost dog, which is really disgusting.
Under the spotlight, Luo Dingshan kept repeating mechanical movements.
Kowtow, raise your head, kowtow again, raise your head again...
Over and over again, the cycle seems to have no end.
Not long after, his forehead was already bloody, and his skin had been polished off, revealing the horrifyingly bright red flesh inside.
The ground ahead was completely stained red with blood, which was shocking.
Luo Dingshan had been severely injured by the Immortal Rope before, and his body was covered in bruises and bruises, like the end of a powerful crossbow.
After kowtowing for more than five hundred times, his consciousness began to blur. He looked at Mark with a pleading tone and said:
"Your Excellency! I really can't hold it any longer, please let me go!"
When Ye Fan heard this, his eyes were as dead as a cold pool, without any fluctuation, and he said coldly:
"No, this is only the 587th one! I said 999 ringing heads, even one less will not work!"
Between the lines, there is a domineering will, and there is no room for maneuver.
No matter how unwilling and angry Luo Dingshan was, he could only swallow his anger and continue to kowtow.
For the first time in his life, he was so humiliated.
Luo Dingshan originally thought that his strength at the pinnacle of the realm had already stood on top of tens of millions of people.
Who would have thought that he would meet a supreme genius like Ye Fan, who would deal with him so much that he couldn't even resist.
…
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
The sounds of kowtows came and went, echoing throughout the venue.
I don’t know how long it took, it seemed like a century, but Luo Dingshan finally kowtowed nine hundred and ninety-nine times.
Almost all his strength was drained from him, he was exhausted, and his face was full of dejection, as if he was mourning his heir.
If he hadn't been forced to hang up in one breath, he would have fainted long ago.
Because Ye Fan was wearing a mask, he never saw Ye Fan's face clearly from the beginning to the end.
But at this moment, Ye Fan in his heart was like a supreme demon god who ruled the world. At the snap of a finger, the wind and clouds changed color, and the mountains and rivers roared.
"Your Excellency, I have finished kowtowing, can you let me go?" Luo Dingshan asked cautiously, with an extremely humble tone.
Ye Fan made a big move with his hand, and the immortal rope turned into a red rainbow and returned to his hand.
"get out!"
If in the past, someone dared to speak to Luo Dingshan in such a tone, he would definitely be furious.
But now, when he heard the word "go away", he staggered and ran away as if he had been granted amnesty.
Now that things have come to this point, everything has settled.
Many warriors in the field had no need to stay any longer, so they parted ways and went down the mountain one after another.
Guan Feihong had to continue to stay in the mountain because he had to arrange the transportation of the spirit stone.
But Ye Fan took the first step and went down the mountain alone.
When he came here, he had already memorized the route in his mind, and now he could just go back the same way.
However, just after he walked a few miles and entered a dense forest, he stopped and looked around, with a look of solemnity on his face.
This dense forest is the only way to leave Diancang Mountain.
But at this moment, there are several powerful auras inside. Although it is very cleverly hidden, it still cannot escape the capture of Ye Fan's consciousness.
Is there an ambush?!
After realizing this, Ye Fan remained calm without any panic. Instead, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining a playful smile.
Those who come are not good, and those who are good will not come!
Although the identity of the other party is still unclear, after seeing his own strength, he still dares to ambush him like this, which means that the other party has made sufficient preparations and is sure of victory!
But, so what?
In the previous Qingyun test, Ye Fan did not show all his strength, but he still had a trump card hidden behind him!
Unless a powerful person from heaven comes in person, no matter how many people come from the other side, Ye Fan is fully confident that he can defeat them.
Suddenly, his eyes were like lightning, anger sank in his Dantian, his spine straightened, a powerful aura erupted from his body, and he said loudly:
"Why should you guys in the woods be timid and hide? Aren't you here for me? Come out!"
His voice contained a solid inner energy that exploded like thunder that shook the earth, and could be heard clearly within a radius of several miles.
"boom!"
"boom!"
The next moment, two auras suddenly appeared a hundred meters away in the east. Strong winds were blowing all around, and some big trees were even uprooted. The force was shocking.
Immediately afterwards, two figures, an old man and a young man, walked out.