Chapter 878 What about the master, look down at me!
The owner of that voice should still be several miles away.
The sound waves spread, and clearly visible ripples appeared in the air, which showed how strong that person was.
Between the lines, there is even greater pressure and anger, as if coming from the Nine Heavens Mysterious Realm, which is shocking.
Hearing this voice, Chai Hu was like a drowning man who saw a life-saving straw. His face was filled with unconcealable excitement and he shouted:
"Great! Master Wei is here!"
"Hmph!" Ye Fan sneered, his gaze was like a sharp blade, piercing straight towards Chai Hu, and said lightly: "Chai Hu, is this your trump card?"
"You brat, don't be arrogant!"
Chai Hu seemed to have the victory in hand and said with a ferocious smile: "Master Wei is a master of magic. He can call the wind and rain, and has great magical powers! As long as he moves his fingers, he can crush him like an ant! Today, even if you have nine lives,
There is no way to escape death! Not only you, but everyone who has anything to do with you will die without a burial place!"
Upon hearing this threat, Qiu Guohua's expression suddenly changed, his heart was hanging in the air, and his back was completely soaked with cold sweat.
Although he is just an ordinary person, he has been involved in the business world over the years and has heard all kinds of strange things.
According to rumors, the powerful master stands above all living beings, like an immortal.
Even if the army is deployed, it cannot suppress such a peerless strong man.
If Chai Hu's backer is really a master, it is equivalent to a death sentence for them.
However, Ye Fan still remained calm, looking at Chai Hu condescendingly, like a dragon looking down at an ant, and said calmly:
"So what if you are a grandmaster? He will lower his eyebrows when he sees me!"
…
His voice was not very loud, but it contained domineering will. It was like thunder that shook the ground and exploded in the ears of everyone in the venue.
"presumptuous!"
Chai Hu was furious and roared: "You dare to be disrespectful to Master Wei and don't care about life or death! Don't think that you can look down on the world's heroes because you know a little Kung Fu!"
"Boom!"
At this moment, a cyclone surged in from outside, like a tornado passing through. All the furnishings in the box were smashed to the ground, making it a mess.
Ordinary people like Qiu Guohua, Qiu Fei, and Zhou Yue can only avoid being blown away if they lean on each other.
The storm lasted for more than ten seconds before slowly subsided.
Immediately afterwards, a burst of footsteps sounded, approaching from far away.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Qiu Guohua and others suddenly raised their heads and looked at the gate, feeling shocked and frightened.
It's really terrifying to have such a big battle before even showing up.
The next moment, an old Taoist priest with gray hair and a childish face appeared in everyone's sight.
Although he is old, there is no sign of decline in him. His face is rosy, his temples are bulging high, and his clothes are fluttering. He gives people a sense of immortality, just like the bright moon on the horizon, which is elusive and out of reach.
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The most shocking thing was that his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. Even in a bright room, they still shined with dazzling light. Everyone in the venue lowered their heads, not daring to look at him at all.
"Chai Hu, what a shabby club you are. It's in a corner, making it difficult for a poor Taoist to find it, and a lot of effort was wasted in vain!" The old Taoist priest complained for a while.
This Huixianju Club is indeed located in the suburbs of Jinling, remote and quiet.
Chai Hu did not expect that this was the reason why Master Wei arrived late.
But now, Chai Hu didn't dare to have any dissatisfaction at all. He nodded and walked forward, saying: "Master Wei, I didn't arrange it well! I will definitely hold a banquet afterwards to apologize to you!"
"That's pretty much it!"
Seeing Chai Hu's fawning look, Master Wei nodded slightly, but there was still a look of arrogance between his eyebrows, and his chin was almost lifted to the sky.
However, on the other side, Ye Fan saw through his strength at a glance, he was just a Huangjing Grandmaster.
Although it is said that the master is like a dragon and cannot be insulted, among the masters, there are four categories: heaven, earth, xuan, and yellow.
For ordinary people, all masters are unattainable and cannot be offended.
But now Ye Fan has condensed virtual elixir in his dantian, which is comparable to that of a powerful person in heaven.
The gap between a mere Yellow Realm grandmaster and him is as big as clouds and mud, and even if he practices for another hundred years, he will still not be able to catch up.
…
Looking at the dozens of severed wrists on the ground and the river of blood, Master Wei frowned slightly, with a solemn look on his face, and asked in a deep voice: "Chai Hu, what happened here?"
As he said this, he made a gesture with his fingers.
"Qiang!"
A sword roar sounded like a dragon's roar, and the seven-star sword flew out on its own, suspended in mid-air. A vast killing aura filled the air, filling the entire box, as if it was about to turn the place into an Asura hell.
"hiss!"
Not far away, Qiu Guohua and others took a deep breath, their hairs stood on end, their legs trembled, and they felt a biting chill rising from the soles of their feet to Tianling Gai, and they didn't even have the strength to escape.
Chai Hu was so excited when he saw Master Wei sacrificing the Seven-Star Sword that he stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Fan from afar, saying loudly:
"Master Wei, that's him! It's this bastard who hurt so many of my men! Please also use the divine channel method to subjugate demons and kill this beast!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Master Wei took advantage of the situation and looked towards where Ye Fan was.
In the center of the box, Ye Fan still stood with his hands behind his back, neither humble nor arrogant, calm and calm, and full of popularity.
"Hmph! It turns out that he is a boy with no hair at all. He dares to go to Jinling——"
Before Master Wei could finish his sentence, his voice suddenly stopped, his pupils suddenly shrank into needle-like shapes, his body shook violently, his face looked like he had seen a ghost, and his heart was filled with huge waves, and he was horrified.
"Huh?"
Seeing this strange situation, Chai Hu was confused and asked cautiously: "Master Wei, what's wrong with you?"
However, Master Wei paid no attention to him. He looked straight at Ye Fan and asked stammeringly: "Your Excellency... your surname is Ye?"
"Yes!" Ye Fan nodded.
"Not long ago, have you ever been to Lucheng, Jiangnan?" Master Wei asked again, his tone extremely urgent, and there were even large beads of sweat on his forehead.
"That's right!" Ye Fan nodded again.
As soon as he finished speaking, an incredible scene happened in the venue——
"thump!"
Master Wei, whom Chai Hu regarded as his biggest supporter, actually softened his knees and knelt down to where Ye Fan was, as if he were a humble servant meeting the supreme emperor.
…
For a moment, the venue was completely silent, you could hear a pin drop, and it was deathly quiet.
The ferocious smile on Chai Hu's face froze in an instant and turned into a look of disbelief, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets.
The scene that happened in front of him had an unprecedented visual impact on him, and it almost overturned his world view.
Not only him, but Chai Li, Qiu Guohua and others next to him were also dumbfounded, their brains went blank and they were unable to think.
I don’t know how long it took, but Chai Hu came to his senses first. Unable to suppress the confusion in his heart, he asked: "Master Wei, what is going on? You must be old and confused, right?"
Hearing this, Master Wei suddenly turned his head, stared at Chai Hu with stern eyes, and angrily shouted: "Chai Hu, you dare to be disrespectful to Ye Jianxian, you are simply seeking death!"
"What? Ye Jianxian?!"
Upon hearing this title, Chai Hu was confused, and the confusion in his heart not only did not diminish, but intensified.
Suddenly, Ye Fan lowered his head and looked down at Master Wei, raised his eyebrows, and asked: "What? Do you know me?"
"Wei Yong, a poor Taoist, pays homage to Ye Jianxian!"
Master Wei bowed his head and knelt down and performed the disciple ceremony. He was extremely humble. Compared with the arrogance he had when facing Chai Hu, his attitude changed 180 degrees.
At this moment, no matter how slow Chai Hu is, he can still realize that Ye Fan has an extraordinary identity.
Ye Fan once said before that the master frowned when he saw him!
At that time, no one believed what he said and thought he was talking nonsense.
But now, Master Wei not only lowered his eyebrows, but also knelt on the ground, bowed his head and bowed down.
It’s really incredible!
At this time, Master Wei looked up at Ye Fan in front of him, his eyes full of love and reverence, and said in a deep voice:
"Ye Jianxian, Ping Dao was also present at the Lucheng magic weapon auction. I was lucky enough to witness your supreme power! The divine sword controls thunder, changes the color of the wind and clouds, destroys the dead, and shocks the sky! Even the sword fairy in the sky is nothing more than this!"