Chapter 545 I'm not interested in knowing the names of dead people!
Feeling those three powerful and fierce auras, Pei Wu's expression changed and her whole body tensed up, as if facing a formidable enemy.
In order to ensure nothing goes wrong, Yang Zhenkun specially invited three martial arts masters to ambush Ye Fan outside the police station.
It was just for safety reasons at first, but I didn’t expect it to actually come in handy now.
In the martial arts world, there is a widely circulated saying——
Under the Grand Master, everyone is an ant!
Only by becoming a true master can one communicate with the vitality of heaven and earth and stand above all living beings.
Ordinary people may never see a strong master in their entire lives!
Three grandmasters join forces to surround and kill one person. This lineup can be described as extremely luxurious.
In a few breaths, the three masters flew through the air and appeared in front of Ye Fan.
The man on the left is tall and burly, with bulging muscles, like copper poured into iron, containing explosive power that is about to burst the samurai uniform on his body.
He held a long sword tightly in his hand. The blade was broad and thick, and the whole body was red. It gave people a feeling of being as heavy as a million. It required amazing strength to control it in order to wield the powerful sword.
The man on the right is about forty years old. He has a powerful appearance, with tiger eyes and a lion's nose, and dragon eyebrows on his temples. He is extremely majestic, as if he could scare people to death with just one glare.
He wears two gloves on his hands. They have a unique shape and smooth curves. They are obviously made by famous hands. There are also sharp blades on the outside. If they hit a person's flesh, they will easily leave the person's skin torn and bruised.
The man in the middle is covered in a black robe, making it impossible to judge his appearance, age, gender...
However, his body exuded an extremely cold aura, and a thin sheet of ice condensed on the ground beside his feet, and the temperature within a radius of more than ten meters seemed to drop to freezing point.
As soon as the three people appeared, the air around them was stagnant, and it even gave people the illusion that there were three giant pillars standing in front of them, which were completely insurmountable.
…
"call……"
When Pei Wu saw this, he didn't dare to show any slightness at all. He took a deep breath and adjusted to "combat status".
As a warrior of the Eastern Divine Sword, Pei Wu received the most rigorous combat training and was proficient in various killing methods.
Although she is not a strong master, if she fights alone, she is sure to kill anyone in front of her at the cost of serious injury.
However, facing three powerful masters alone, she had no chance of winning.
At this critical moment, calling for reinforcements is unrealistic.
At this time, the big man on the left holding a long knife looked at Ye Fan and said angrily: "Boy, it's you who makes Master Kun take such great care of you and invite the three of us to join forces to surround and kill you? Humph...it doesn't look like that!"
"Tch! It's just a little baby with no hair. Master Kun is just killing mosquitoes with an anti-aircraft cannon!" the man on the right said disdainfully.
"Jiejiejie..."
Suddenly, the man in black robes in the middle let out a sharp laugh, and the sound was as sharp as metal friction:
"Boy, you can kill Yang Ting, and you are considered a leader among the younger generation, with few enemies! It's a pity... you met us! Tell me, how do you want to die?"
After hearing this, Ye Fan didn't change his expression or say a word. Instead, he took steps and continued to move forward.
His pace was unhurried and slow, as if he were strolling in a leisurely courtyard, and his understatement seemed as if he didn't pay attention to these three martial arts masters at all.
Seeing this scene, the three of them were stunned for a moment, and then an unknown fire burst into their hearts, making them extremely angry.
With the strength of the three of them, no matter where they go, they will be treated as honored guests. Even Yang Zhenkun, the overlord of the Huahai Underground World, respects them.
How have they ever been treated with such contempt?
The man in black robe suddenly took a step forward, his large black robe moved automatically without wind, and shouted angrily: "You brat, how dare you ignore us, you are simply looking for death!"
"boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a monstrous murderous aura burst out from the body of the man in black robe, overwhelmingly pressing towards Ye Fan.
At the same time, the other two people were not to be outdone, and their domineering aura was revealed.
Three completely different powerful auras, superimposed together, are far more powerful than ordinary people imagine.
Within a radius of a hundred meters, there was a tense atmosphere, and even the grass in the crevices of the rocks was weighed down, as if they were meeting the supreme king.
Even at a certain distance, Pei Wu felt frightened, silent, and even had an illusion——
It's like being transformed into a lone boat in a violent storm, swaying unsteadily and possibly being swallowed up at any time!
However, Ye Fan still acted like a normal person, unaffected at all, and continued to move forward.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Although his footsteps were silent, they seemed particularly abrupt in this silent venue.
"Huh?!"
When the powerful men saw this, their expressions changed slightly. Unexpectedly, their pressure did not have any impact on Mark.
The big man with the knife on the left looked gloomy, stared straight at Ye Fan, and said sternly: "You brat, why aren't you afraid?"
"Why should I be afraid?"
Ye Fan asked back: "If three ants stood in front of you, would you be afraid? Just run over them!"
These words were stated in a straightforward manner without any twists and turns, as if they were explaining some natural truth.
But when the three people on the other side heard this, they became even more furious.
They never expected that Ye Fan would describe them as "ants". Their pride and dignity over the years seemed to have been greatly insulted.
If you don't kill Ye Fan, it won't be enough to vent your hatred.
The big man with the knife shouted angrily: "How dare you speak harshly when you are about to die! Boy, do you know who we are?"
"Noisy!"
Ye Fan's sharp eyes swept over the three of them, and then said calmly:
"I'm not interested in knowing the names of dead people!"
…
"boom!"
As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunder from the sky, exploding in the ears of everyone present.
mad!
There is no limit to the madness!
No one can imagine that Ye Fan dared to speak arrogant words when surrounded by three martial arts masters.
"presumptuous!"
"Arrogant!"
"Be bold!"
The three of them yelled almost at the same time.
"You brat, since you are looking for death, we will help you!"
As the big man with the knife spoke, he stamped his right foot on the ground, causing sand and stones to fly and the earth to tremble.
He took advantage of the force of the counter-shock and soared into the sky, splitting Huashan Mountain with all his strength, and struck towards Ye Fan.
The sword is the courage of hundreds of soldiers!
Among the eighteen kinds of weapons, the sword ranks first. It is famous for its majestic, heroic and tiger-like style. It is said to be murderous, ghosts and gods are weeping with cold light, purple sleeves are dancing after dancing, and the air is full of smoke.
In use, chopping movements are often the main ones, showing a kind of fierceness and determination, and the emphasis is on using force to overcome skill, unlike swords, guns and other weapons that are often varied and use skill to win.
From a certain point of view, the knife is inferior to the sword. It does not have the elegant, mysterious and romantic temperament of the sword, nor does it have the dignity of the sword.
Sometimes the sword is a gorgeous decoration, sometimes it is a symbol of identity and status, or even a symbol of power and majesty.
But not the knife!
The knife is a real killing weapon. It is sharpened on one side and can advance without retreating. It is born towards death.
Like a pawn crossing a river, there is no way to retreat behind him, so he can only move forward bravely, either to assassinate the king and kill the king, to slaughter the gods and prove the truth, or to become a withered skeleton on the road to the king, and no one cares about him.
…
"Stab it!"
The long knife cut through the sky, creating a vacuum tunnel in mid-air.
Such a move is extremely domineering, only offensive, no defense, killing decisively to the extreme.
"Tsk!"
The surrounding space vibrated and shattered, like the sound of metal friction, which was creepy and frightening.
In the distance, Pei Wu's expression changed drastically. He didn't expect that the swordsman's strength was so terrifying.
With one slash, he was invincible, as if even a huge mountain in front of him would be chopped into pieces.
Even from a certain distance, her exposed skin felt raw and painful, as if it had been cut open by a sharp blade.
Ordinary martial arts masters simply cannot understand such a powerful killing move.
Although Pei Wu knew that Ye Fan was extraordinary, at this moment, she was still extremely nervous and sweating for him.
However, under the light of the sword, Ye Fan had no intention of dodging. He stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly:
"How dare you shine like a grain of rice? If something like an ant kills you, why do you need to use your hands? One glance is enough!"