Chapter 776 In my dictionary, there is no word failure!
As he spoke, a majestic pressure suddenly erupted from his body, crashing towards Ye Fan like a mountain bearing down on him, and the sound of sonic booms could be heard in the air around him.
Even though they were at a certain distance, several guests around them could feel the terror and stepped back seven or eight meters for fear of being affected.
Grandmaster cannot be insulted!
For a moment, the atmosphere in the venue was like a bowstring stretched to the full moon, and would snap if there was even the slightest bit of stimulation.
However, under the pressure, Ye Fan remained calm and calm as usual. He looked at the Sanqing Bell in Duan Gang's hand and said word by word:
"This magical weapon indeed originated from the Tang Dynasty and has a history of thousands of years. It contains a protective formation that will act on its own when the owner is in danger!"
Hearing these words, Duan Gang's eyes became even more disdainful.
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Everything he said was something he had verified before, but it was just an afterthought, no different from nonsense!
"but--"
Suddenly, Ye Fan changed the subject, raised his tone a bit, and said decisively:
"In the past thousand years, the remaining spiritual power in the magic weapon has been lost like crazy and is almost exhausted! Even if the shield can be forcibly summoned, it is just a 'return of light'! According to my judgment, when it resisted the bullet just now, the Sanqing Bell was
Exhausting the last trace of spiritual power! Spending 500 million, just in exchange for one-time protection, isn't this kind of garbage rubbish?"
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"What nonsense!"
Duan Gang scolded angrily, his face full of disbelief.
Everyone around them just thought Ye Fan was talking nonsense.
In their opinion, in terms of vision and experience, how can a young boy like Ye Fan, who has no family or sect, be better than the long-famous Grandmaster Duan?
What's more, the structure of this high-level magic weapon is very complicated.
With the naked eye alone, it can be seen that the spiritual power in the magic weapon has been exhausted. This is really unbelievable. It is unheard of and unseen by anyone.
Even a true master of weapon refining may not have such magical powers!
Everyone didn’t know that Ye Fan did not have that extraordinary vision, but he still had a helper——
Beichen Immortal Lord!
The secrets hidden in the Sanqing Bell were all told to him by Mr. Wei.
With Mr. Wei's eyesight, how could anything go wrong?
Because of this, when Liu Yiyi wanted to take a picture of the bell, Ye Fan would stop her with words, but who knew it would lead to such trouble!
However, Ye Fan has never been a person who is afraid of trouble!
The next moment, he looked at Duan Gang from a distance and said loudly: "If you don't believe it, you can ask the bodyguard to shoot you again! If these Sanqing Bells are still effective, I am willing to agree to any request you have.
If you want to kill me, you have to do whatever you want! If not, you have to apologize to me for your rudeness just now!"
"oh?"
Duan Gang raised his eyebrows when he heard this, obviously a little surprised. He didn't expect that Mark would use his life as a bet.
"Okay! Since you are seeking death, I will fulfill your wish! I agree to this bet!"
Hearing this, Liu Yiyi, who had been silent before, changed her face. She quietly tugged at the corner of Ye Fan's clothes and said worriedly: "Xiao Fan, are you really so sure? What if the bell is really still effective?
if--"
Before she finished her sentence, Ye Fan interrupted: "Don't worry, Yiyi, there is no word failure in my dictionary!"
His voice is decisive, sonorous and powerful, and he has full confidence in himself.
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"Hmph...what a loud tone!"
Duan Gang sneered, turned to look at the bodyguard, and said loudly: "You, shoot me again!"
"yes!"
The bodyguard nodded, held the gun in both hands, pointed the black muzzle at Duan Gang's eyebrows again, and then suddenly pulled the trigger.
"boom!"
Silver bullets, accompanied by tongues of flame, passed through the barrel of the gun and shot out.
For some reason, although the shield in front of him was still shining brightly, Duan Gang's heart was greatly shaken, and he had a strong ominous premonition for no reason, as if the god of death had raised a sickle and pressed it against his neck.
At this moment, the bullet had touched the golden shield.
In the blink of an eye, visions suddenly appeared.
The shield that was so solid just now was like tofu this time, breaking at the touch, its brilliance dimmed instantly, and disappeared without a trace.
"Kacha!"
Immediately afterwards, the Sanqing Bell in Duan Gang's hand also shattered, and the bell completely fell apart and turned into powder.
In this way, Duan Gang's body was completely exposed to the bullet.
Even though the speed of the bullet has been slowed down by the shield, it still has fatal lethality.
At the critical moment, Duan Gang bit the tip of his tongue, consumed his essence and blood, and shouted:
"Xuanbing Divine Armor!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his body was suddenly covered with a layer of ice crystals, which was more than ten centimeters thick, like a huge silkworm chrysalis, completely wrapping his body inside.
"boom!"
The bullet hit the ice crystal, like a crushing drill bit, moving forward until it was cast away.
Finally, just a hair away from Duan Gang's eyebrows, the bullet finally stopped.