Facing Song Yushu's questioning, Ye Fan smiled lightly and said, "He was the one who made the move first. I was just trying to protect myself. What crime am I guilty of?"
Ye Fan responded coldly. He knew very well in his heart that these people just wanted to see his jokes, while Song Yushu wanted to kill him.
"It is a sin to injure my Shuiyue Holy Land disciples on my Shuiyue Holy Land territory!"
"Hahaha, what do you mean, I'm just waiting to be beaten and beaten to death by your Junior Brother Guo?"
"Humph, you madman, sophistry is useless!"
"It's so ridiculous to accuse someone of a crime without excuses!"
Ye Fan looked at Song Yushu coldly, and an invisible aura suppressed him.
Song Yushu trembled in his heart and felt a chill running down his spine. He didn't expect that Ye Fan's eyes were so cold and could actually make him feel invisible fear.
Ye Fan's attitude was too unrestrained and natural, and he didn't even take Song Yushu into consideration at all, which made Song Yushu very dissatisfied.
After all, he is also a core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land. Generally speaking, as a monk from other stars, he should have given in and apologized to him a long time ago, or even knelt on the ground.
But as for Ye Fan, not only did he not apologize, he even talked back. This completely made Song Yushu lose his sense of honor as a core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land.
This was what he couldn't accept the most. In fact, hurting a Guo Jie was nothing. Looking at the people around him who were shocked by Ye Fan's behavior, this was something Song Yushu didn't accept.
Everyone should be shocked and cheering for his magical powers. Ye Fan is nothing.
"Ye Fan, you really deserve to die!"
Song Yushu's face showed a stern look, and at the same time, his eyes continued to release murderous intent.
These murderous intentions, with the blessing of the Shuiyue Palace formation, turned out and attacked Ye Fan directly.
"Roar!"
Countless beasts seemed to appear in the space, roaring at Ye Fan.
"ah……"
The momentum was so terrifying that many monks felt their minds shaken, unable to stand at all, and many even had to kneel down.
Song Yushu used the powerful magical power of Shuiyue Palace to intimidate the enemy and make them feel nervous and uneasy.
Ordinary monks simply cannot resist.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly, thinking that Mark would fall under his power like the others.
"What, this boy!"
However, when he looked at Ye Fan, he was not locked in at all and even acted complacent, which once again hurt Song Yushu's self-confidence.
"What's going on with this kid? He's in the second level of Tribulation Transcendence. He's not a very high cultivation level, but he still needs to be suppressed by me. Besides, I'm a peerless genius. Am I still unable to make this kid surrender?"
Song Yushu couldn't figure out why he still couldn't suppress Ye Fan when he was obviously a peerless talent and his strength was close to that of a top true immortal.
This scene of incredible things made him feel that there seemed to be something different about Mark.
However, he would not admit it. He wanted to defeat Ye Fan and make Ye Fan kneel in front of him. Only in this way could he relieve the hatred in his heart.
Song Yushu gritted his teeth and his eyes became more and more terrifying.
Seeing this scene, Princess Qingwu trembled slightly in her heart.
She knew that these core disciples of Shuiyue Holy Land often bullied monks from other stars by virtue of their status and advantages.
This time, in order to show off in front of her, Song Yushu got Ye Fan innocently involved, and she was also responsible for this.
Seeing Song Yushu's expression gradually becoming fierce, she became even more uneasy.
If he really killed Mark here, she would never forgive herself.
"Mr. Song, why are you so angry? I don't think Mr. Ye Fan is deliberately trying to make things difficult for you. It's better not to fight!"
Yun Qingwu stood up and said to Song Yushu.
"Um?"
Song Yushu looked at Yun Qingwu and frowned tightly.
It was okay that Yun Qingwu didn't plead for mercy, but this plea aroused Song Yushu's anger even more.
What kind of identity is Yun Qingwu? She is the princess of the first-class Yunxiao star. She actually intercedes for a boy from the thirty-sixth star. What is this?
Just now, he wanted to invite Yun Qingwu to visit Shuiyue Holy Land together, but he was rejected.
This psychological gap caused Song Yushu to fall into extreme anger. He asked himself, in Yun Qingwu's heart, could he be worse than a waste from Zichen Star?
This emotion became more and more intense, causing Song Yushu's body to begin to tremble, and at the same time, the hand holding the sword began to vibrate continuously.
Feeling Song Yushu's anger, Yun Qingwu trembled in her heart. Did she say something wrong to make Song Yushu so angry? What should he do if he loses control and kills Ye Fan in front of him?
"Mr. Song, you better calm down!"
Yun Qingwu sensed what was going on and started to go out of control, so she hurriedly said.
"Hahaha, Princess Qingwu, I have not lost my cool. It's just that this kid injured my disciple of Shuiyue Palace. In order to maintain the majesty of the Holy Land, naturally I can't just let it go!"
He moved out of the sect's righteousness, leaving Yun Qingwu speechless.
"this……"
As expected, Yun Qingwu did not dare to speak out. After all, the dignity of Shuiyue Palace was no joke. Once the matter got serious, even she would be implicated.
Looking at Ye Fan in the distance, he was still calm and composed as before, even with a joking expression. Yun Qingwu was very confused in her heart, thinking that this kid was really open-minded, and he was so calm before his life was in danger.
But she didn't know that even the core disciple Song Yushu was a waste in Ye Fan's eyes.
"Princess Qingwu, you should just watch from the sidelines. If I don't teach this kid a lesson today, many people may look down on me in Shuiyue Holy Land in the future. This is absolutely not allowed to happen!"
Seeing that Yun Qingwu no longer blocked her, Song Yushu turned to look at Mark and walked over slowly.
"Hey, this kid had better admit his mistake. As a core disciple of Shuiyue Palace, Song Yushu usually won't do anything to Xiao Xingchen's people. It's too cheap."
"Yes, but this guy looks very arrogant, and he doesn't even admit his mistake!"
Many monks thought that Ye Fan was seeking death and took his own face too seriously.
"What are you writing on, Song Yushu, I'm a little impatient." Ye Fan said coldly, his face full of pride, not taking him seriously at all.
"What did you say?"
Song Yushu was speechless. Is Ye Fan really so confident?
Then, he stared at Ye Fan and gritted his teeth and said: "Hmph, boy, I will suppress my cultivation to the second level of transcending tribulation, the same as you! You take a punch from me, and if you don't die, the previous grudges will be wiped out!"