The power of Ye Fan's step was like an overlord coming to the world.
Stone chips were flying on the ground, and spider web-like cracks appeared. The momentum was astonishing.
Immediately afterwards, a powerful aura erupted from his body, competing with Wu Qingcang.
"Crack!"
There was a sonic boom in the air, and invisible ripples spread in all directions.
Wu Qingcang's pressure was like an endless storm of wind and waves, trying to tear Ye Fan into pieces.
However, Ye Fan seems to have transformed into a giant pillar, letting you rage and wreak havoc, while I stand proudly and remain unmoved.
This invisible contest lasted for several minutes. The two sides were still fighting evenly, and it was difficult to tell the winner.
Finally, Wu Qingcang calmed down his momentum, raised his eyebrows, and said loudly:
"Boy, when I heard that you defeated Sword Star before, I still didn't believe it! Now that I see you, it's really extraordinary. I really live up to the saying - a hero comes from a young age!"
"Hmph...Master Wu, are you coming to me just to flatter me?" Ye Fan joked.
Upon hearing this, Wu Qingcang was stunned for a moment, then his eyes burned with blazing fire, the muscles in the corners of his eyes twitched, and he became furious.
He never expected that under his own pressure, Ye Fan would not only not be afraid, but would dare to continue to provoke unscrupulously!
When many Wu family guards nearby saw this, they were also furious and cursed one after another:
"How outrageous! You brat, you dare to be disrespectful to the master of the family, you are looking for death!"
"The honor of the Wu family will never tolerate the slightest violation!"
"You brat, the master of the house is a true master of martial arts. He sits in the south of the Yangtze River and has thousands of people bowing his heads! Why don't you hurry up and capture him without mercy?"
…
For a time, the atmosphere in the venue was tense and extremely chilling.
Hundreds of Wu family members stared at Ye Fan eagerly, with a vicious light in their eyes, wanting to eat him alive.
At this time, Wu Qingcang's face was gloomy and he said in a thunderous voice:
"Boy, if you hand over the divine sword that triggers thunder, I can still leave you with a whole body! Otherwise, your soul will be destroyed and you will never be reincarnated!"
His tone was domineering and tough, as if Ye Fan would strike with thunder as long as he said "no".
But this clamor did not scare Ye Fan at all.
"hehe……"
Ye Fan smiled slightly and said firmly: "Master Wu, don't you think it's strange? If I didn't have any support, how could I have been tricked into coming here on purpose?"
Hearing this, Wu Qingcang's heart skipped a beat, and his whole body tensed up and became extremely vigilant.
At this time, Butler Wu walked up quickly and whispered a few words in his ear.
Then, a look of relief appeared on his face again, and he said loudly: "Boy, is your only support, that jade pendant for protection? That jade pendant can stop bullets, but it can't stop me from attacking!"
When Ye Fan heard this, he knew that he had misunderstood, but he did not explain it and said:
"A summer insect cannot speak of the ice, and a well frog cannot speak of the sea! From your perspective, it is impossible to guess my strength. Talking more is useless. Come and die!"
Ye Fan's voice was straightforward and calm, as if he was explaining some facts, and he had already regarded Wu Qingcang as a corpse.
"Shuzi is arrogant!"
Wu Qingcang roared loudly, his chest heaving up and down, as if there was overwhelming anger surging in it.
With his status as a giant in Jiangnan martial arts, how had he ever been insulted by younger people?
The intense anger made his eyes red, as if a tiger was about to descend from the mountain and kill the world.
However, opposite him, Ye Fan was still standing there, with his hands behind his back, a mysterious smile on his lips, and no intention of dodging or defending at all.
Seeing Ye Fan being so arrogant, Wu Qingcang was a little suspicious and asked subconsciously:
"Boy, you don't need that divine sword?!"
When Ye Fan heard the words, he stared at the cold stars, his spine straightened, like a spear piercing the sky, and he burst out with an aura of scorning the world and arrogating the heroes. His voice cut through the Qiongxiao, as if coming from the nine heavens:
"You are not worthy of letting me draw my sword!"
…
"boom!"
As soon as this statement came out, it was like a bomb hitting the calm water, causing a thousand waves and causing an uproar in the venue.
In the eyes of everyone in the Wu family, no matter how extraordinary Ye Fan is, he is still just a boy with no hair.
If it weren't for the mystery of the Thunder Tribulation Sword, it would have been absolutely impossible to defeat Wu Jianxing in yesterday's battle.
But now, Ye Fan abandoned his sword, gave up his greatest advantage, and completely ignored Wu Qingcang.
"Ho ho ho ho!!!"
Wu Qingcang roared, unable to suppress the roar in his heart any longer, and his burly body shot towards Ye Fan's face like a cannonball.
In anger, Wu Qingcang didn't hold back at all, and the inner energy in his Dantian surged out.
There is no doubt about the strength of those at the top of the earth realm.
The force of this collision was so devastating that it could blast a hole out of a hill.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Wu family in the distance was greatly inspired, and their faces were full of ecstasy.
"The master of the family is so powerful that in the vast Jiangnan, I'm afraid there is no enemy of him!"
"Hmph... This kid is just trying to kill himself! If he dares to provoke the master of the house, he will definitely be smashed into a pulp, not even the bones will be left!"
"With the strength of the head of the family, if we get the divine sword that can trigger thunder, it won't be long before our Wu family will dominate the entire East China!"
For a time, the public opinion in the venue was one-sided, and no one was optimistic about Ye Fan at all.
And Wu Qingcang's offensive, which could destroy mountains and shake mountains, finally came in front of Ye Fan.
When Ye Fan saw this, his face did not change, his tongue split with spring thunder and he said:
"Golden Light Divine Armor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body glowed with light, and a layer of solid golden armor covered every part of his body.
The golden light shines, and the divine power surges.
Ye Fan, who is wearing golden armor, is like a god, so dazzling that people dare not look directly at him and almost want to worship him.
All this happened in the blink of an eye.
Wu Qingcang didn't even have time to react before he bumped into the golden armor.
Mars hits the Earth!
"boom!"
A loud sound that penetrated the clouds and cracked the rocks suddenly sounded, the air was torn apart, and clearly visible ripples appeared.
Wu Qingcang, who was full of momentum just now, seemed to have hit an indestructible wall. Instead of being able to break through, he was shocked and was knocked back more than ten steps before he could barely stand still, so as not to fall down and make a fool of himself.
On the other hand, Ye Fan was still standing where he was, with roots growing under his feet and not moving at all.
When Wu Qingcang saw this, his face was gloomy and he shouted in disbelief:
"Even a grandmaster who has practiced hard qigong for decades cannot have such a strong defense! Boy, what kind of magical power have you practiced?!"
Hearing this, Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, outlined a mysterious smile, and said disdainfully:
"Master Wu, is this your strongest attack? Haha... In my eyes, it's not even a tickle!"
"you!!!"
When Wu Qingcang heard this, he was so angry that his eyes were about to burst and he couldn't even speak.
He never imagined that Ye Fan was not provoking at all, but seeking truth from facts.
In addition to the Golden Light Divine Armor, Ye Fan also possesses the power of Xuanwu and the Heavenly Body. Even if he stands still and lets him hit him, there will be no damage in three days and three nights.
…
Suddenly, a fierce look flashed in Wu Qingcang's eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said:
"Boy, you have successfully angered me! The real battle has just begun now, go to hell!"
"The power of glory can reverse the yin and yang, and reverse the universe!"
As he said this, strange changes occurred in Wu Qingcang's body.
The skin on the left half of his face became smooth and elastic, and even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes disappeared, just like a newborn baby.
In contrast, the right half of the face is aging rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. It is full of folds and wrinkles, and the skin is rough, like an octogenarian.
His hair also uses the midline of his face as the dividing line. One side is black and shiny, while the other side is pale and decayed.
"Decay" and "vitality", these two opposing forces, are perfectly integrated in him.
And his aura was several times stronger than before.
The next moment, Wu Qingcang turned into a black shadow and rushed towards Ye Fan without any hesitation.
"laugh!"
His big hand actually tore through the protection of the Golden Light Divine Armor, and slapped Ye Fan on the chest.
The breath of death, like the Yangtze River bursting its banks, poured into Ye Fan's body continuously.