Ye Fan was not surprised by the appearance of the Zhang family.
In fact, the only ones with the motive and ability to ambush him were the Zhang family.
Yesterday's promotion match, Zhang Kuang used the taboo technique "Blood-burning Nine-marked Dragon" to burn blood and overdraw his vitality in an attempt to kill Ye Fan.
Unexpectedly, the "Kun Peng Swallowing Heaven Technique" that Ye Fan practiced happened to be the nemesis of the true dragon bloodline, and almost sucked Zhang Kuang into a mummy.
Although after timely rescue and countless miraculous medicines to extend his life, Zhang Kuang was out of danger and could move around freely.
But at this moment, he looked haggard, his eye sockets were sunken, his lips were white, his breath was sluggish, his waist was stooped, and his steps were shambling, as if he had aged by more than ten years.
No one can connect the lifeless guy in front of him with the high-spirited young man of the Zhang family.
After meeting Ye Fan, Zhang Kuang's face was ferocious, and his narrow eyes were filled with a strong murderous aura that could not be overcome. He wanted to eat Ye Fan alive.
On the other side, a strange smile appeared on the corner of Mr. Zhang's mouth, like a scheming fox.
Before the last competition started, the Zhang family elders wanted to blackmail Ye Fan and the Guan family into making a bet worth millions of spiritual stones. However, they ended up backfiring themselves and reaping the consequences. They were forced to write down an IOU, and the recipients
ridicule.
However, with his character of retribution, he will certainly not stop there.
Previously at the top of Yunong Peak, he was intimidated by the power of Wu Tianshi and other powerful men, so of course he did not dare to act rashly.
But now, the Qingyun Trial has ended, and he finally showed his sharp fangs.
"Boom!"
The elder Zhang suddenly took a step forward, his clothes moved without any wind, and the powerful force of the sky came out of his body, like a piece of blue sky falling, pressing hard on Ye Fan.
The grass in the crevices of the stone all lay down towards his position, as if they were meeting a king, and the air around him solidified.
If you are a timid person, under such pressure, you may be frightened, trembling, and dare not offer any resistance.
The momentum of the Zhang family elders is not inferior to that of Luo Dingshan, or even worse.
Even if the realm is the same, there may be huge differences in strength due to differences in skills and physiques.
The Zhang family is the first ancient martial arts family, and its thousand-year heritage is definitely not comparable to that of the Jizhou Luo family.
To be able to become the elder of the Zhang family, there is no doubt about one’s strength.
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"You stinky boy, don't struggle in vain. Just surrender and capture him. You can still leave the whole corpse behind!" Mr. Zhang said sternly, his tone full of murderous intent.
"Hmph...what a loud tone!"
Ye Fan held his head high and said proudly: "I can defeat Luo Dingshan with just one move! Old man, if you want to kill me, I'm afraid you're not qualified enough!"
"boom!"
Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted in the dense forest, and a black shadow shot out and appeared in Ye Fan's sight.
Looking closely, I saw that the person coming was a middle-aged man in his early forties, with eyes like dragons and phoenixes, brows like daggers, and a hawk-like gaze, giving people a fierce feeling.
There is also a long sword on his waist. Even if it is hidden in the sheath, you can feel the killing intent and dare not underestimate it.
The man stared at Ye Fan with gloomy eyes and said word by word:
"Are you qualified enough if you add me?"
Ye Fan shook his head and said calmly:
"Still not enough!"
This remark seemed to anger the middle-aged man.
"Arrogant!"
He shouted loudly and angrily said: "You bastard, I am a famous swordsman in the desert. I am the best swordsman in the northwest and west! I don't know how many masters have died under my sword. How dare you look down on me?"
seat?!"
"cut!"
Ye Fan smiled disdainfully and said: "I've never heard of the Deadly Swordsman! He's just a lackey of the Zhang family, what's so great about it!"
"you!!!"
After hearing these words, the Deadly Swordsman was so angry that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven.
He is a strong man at the pinnacle of the Earth Realm. His strength is similar to that of the Zhang family elders. He can be regarded as a well-known strong man in the entire ancient martial arts world.
If you are in the desert, mentioning the name "Desperate Swordsman" can scare people into fear.
Earlier, Zhang's family promised him a huge profit and invited him to intercept and kill Ye Fan with him. He agreed and has been lying in wait here.
Who knew that Ye Fan would be so arrogant and not take him seriously at all.
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"a ha ha ha……"
At this moment, another old laughter came from deep in the jungle.
"A newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger! Young man, what if there is an old man as well?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a tall and burly figure flew over and appeared in front of him in an instant.
The man was about fifty years old, with a leopard's head and eyes, a swallow's chin and a tiger's beard, a face with Chinese characters that was calm and powerful, a pair of eyes that shot cold stars, two curved eyebrows as thick as paint, a broad chest, and a power that was difficult to defeat.
The aura on his body is not inferior to that of Elder Zhang and the Deadly Swordsman, and he is obviously a strong man at the pinnacle of the world.
"Which corner did you pop out of?" Ye Fan joked.
"I am the master of the Golden Sword Sect, and the Golden Sword is invincible - Qiu Ren!"
As Qiu Ren spoke, he pulled out a gleaming golden sword from his waist, about four feet long, and slashed at will. The sound of cutting through the air was endless, giving people a feeling of splitting Yin and Yang and tearing the void.
The Golden Sword Sect is a famous swordsmanship sect in the ancient martial arts world with many disciples.
As the master of the Golden Knife Sect, Qiu Ren is naturally very powerful. The golden knife in his hand is mixed with star sand, Geng gold meteorite and other heavenly and earthly treasures. It is as heavy as a stone, unstoppable and has a wide blade.
And the powerful force must be controlled with strength to wield the powerful sword.
It just so happens that Qiu Ren possesses divine power and unparalleled courage, which is enough to unleash the power of this golden sword.
At this moment, the elders of the Zhang family, the Deadly Swordsman, and Qiu Ren launched a triangle offensive, surrounding Ye Fan and watching him with eager eyes.
For a moment, the atmosphere was tense and extremely tense. If there was even the slightest bit of stimulation, a big war would break out.
Ye Fan's eyes swept over the three of them, he pondered for a moment, then shook his head and said in a deep voice:
"Three earth-level experts join forces, and even if they face a heaven-level expert, they may be able to fight. You really think highly of me! It's a pity... the three of you together are still no match for me!"
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Ye Fan's voice was straightforward and calm, as if he was explaining some truth that was a matter of course, without any provocation.
But the more this happens, the more infuriating it becomes.
"Arrogant!"
"presumptuous!"
"Be bold!"
The three of them shouted angrily at the same time, furious. Their momentum reached its peak, and they adjusted their bodies to their best condition, preparing to kill Ye Fan with a thunderous blow.
In their view, even if Ye Fan had a supreme magic weapon like the Immortal Binding Rope, he could only trap one person at a time.
Insulting whoever Ye Fan trapped, the remaining two people could easily kill him.
"Wait a minute!"
At this critical moment, a cold female voice, like an oriole in the empty valley, suddenly sounded.
Immediately afterwards, a gust of breeze blew by, and in front of everyone's eyes, there was a beautiful silhouette, graceful and graceful, walking towards it, with lotus growing at every step.
The woman is dressed in white, with fluttering skirts. Her skin is like gelatin, and her eyebrows are picturesque. Her eyebrows reveal her innate nobility. She is as holy as the snow lotus in the Tianshan Mountains. She does not eat the fireworks of the world. She can only watch from a distance and not play with it.
After seeing that perfect face, the expressions of everyone in the venue changed drastically, and they were extremely surprised.
In the distance, Zhang Kuang could not hold back anymore and exclaimed: "Fairy Mingyue, why are you here? Are you planning to kill this masked man to vent your anger?"
Hearing this question, Dongfang Mingyue did not answer, but turned to look at Mark, her red lips slightly opened and said: "Mr. Bai, we meet again!"
"snort!"
Ye Fan sneered and said: "Miss Dongfang, what's the matter? You, the majestic saint of the Yaochi sect, actually colluded with these guys, do you want to take advantage of the situation?"
Hearing this, Dongfang Mingyue frowned slightly and said, "Mr. Bai, Mingyue did not mean this! As long as you are willing to return the fairy rope and hand over the wordless heavenly book, the grudge between you and me will be wiped out! I can also represent Yaochi.
Pai, save your life!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a huge stone smashing into the calm water, causing thousands of waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
The Zhang family elders and others felt their bodies shaken violently, as if they had been shocked by electric shocks.
You know, they went through all the trouble to set up this murderous plot, just to take Ye Fan's life.
But now, Dongfang Mingyue has expressed its attitude and wants to protect Ye Fan.
If it was anyone else, of course they would ignore it and just kill them all.
But Dongfang Mingyue is a saint of the Yaochi sect, and her status is aloof. Even if they have the courage to do so, they would not dare to do anything to her.
For a moment, the faces of several people were uglier than eating shit. If Ye Fan agreed, they would really not dare to take action today and could only return without success.
At this moment, Ye Fan raised his head slightly, stared at the cold stars, looked at the bright moon in the east opposite, and said decisively: