Zhao Chengqian's scolding was like a thunder that shook the earth, exploding in the mountains, stirring up waves of echoes.
"Stab it!"
The next moment, Zhao Chengqian's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he looked up and down at Ye Fan, as if he wanted to see through his soul.
Regarding such misunderstandings and even slanders, Ye Fan was too lazy to defend himself.
Just like a lion doesn't care about the gaze of a sheep, with Ye Fan's current strength, he is enough to ignore 99% of the people in the world, and will not be angry at the provocation of an ant.
But his silence made Zhao Chengqian think that he had a guilty conscience, so he didn't dare to say anything.
"Hmph! Boy, I've told you what's on your mind! I advise you to stay away from Yanran and stop having any wrong thoughts. Otherwise, I will never let you go!"
As he spoke, Zhao Chengqian waved his fist, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart, and the sonic boom shook the eardrums.
"Repay kindness with hatred, and hit me with a rake! Zhao Chengqian, you really opened my eyes!" Ye Fan sneered and continued: "The pure will become clear from themselves, and the turbid will become turbid! Why should I explain to you?"
After saying that, Ye Fan turned around and strode towards the depths of Yunwu Mountain.
"Ye Fan, wait!"
Zhao Yanran shouted, her tone full of guilt.
However, Ye Fan did not stop, but walked faster and faster, his figure completely obscured by the clouds and mist.
At this time, Zhao Yanran turned to look at Zhao Chengqian and said angrily: "Uncle, how could you do this to my savior?"
"Yanran, my uncle has been here for a long time. I have seen this kind of guy a lot! He seems to have no intention of doing anything and pretends to be indifferent to fame and fortune to win your favor. But in fact, he is ambitious and wants to be a coward! This kind of hard-to-get trick,
You may be fooled, but you will never be fooled by me!" Zhao Chengqian said firmly.
"He's not that kind of person!" Zhao Yanran said angrily.
"Hey... Yanran, you are too naive!" Zhao Chengqian sighed quietly and continued: "This Yunwu Mountain is not a popular tourist attraction. It is located in a remote place and is inaccessible! How come he happened to meet you by chance? Don't you think it's strange?
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"Uncle, are you saying he is following me? No! It's impossible!" Zhao Yanran kept shaking her head, looking unbelieving.
"How is this impossible? In my opinion, there was something fishy about you being in danger on the high-speed train yesterday! The two gangsters who committed the crime were most likely hired by him to deliberately act out a hero saving the beauty in order to get closer.
You!" Zhao Chengqian said.
When Zhao Yanran heard this, her eyebrows tightened and she didn't know how to refute.
But she never believed that Ye Fan would be that kind of person.
"Oops!"
Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something and exclaimed: "Ye Fan is walking towards the mountains. Will he encounter any danger? Uncle, let's go in and find him!"
"Hey..." Zhao Chengqian shook his head helplessly and said: "Yanran, for your sake, if he is in danger, I will take action!"
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Chengqian turned around again, looked at the old monk next to him, his attitude changed 180 degrees, and he said with great respect: "Master Huiming, it's getting late, let's go into the mountain!"
"Amitabha!" The old monk said the Buddha's name and continued: "Donor Zhao, I have a close relationship with the ancestors of your Zhao family, so I agreed to visit the Yunwu Mountain with you! But can you find the treasure left by the powerful person in heaven?
Treasures all depend on chance, even I am not completely sure!"
"Master Huiming, I can't thank you enough for your willingness to come out of the mountain!" Zhao Chengqian said, and walked towards the Yunwu Mountain.
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Yunwu Mountain is not big, but under the shrouded clouds and fog, visibility is very low. At most, you can only see the surrounding scenery clearly a few meters away.
But this was not a problem for Ye Fan. His consciousness expanded and everything within a radius of several hundred meters was clearly visible.
This place is sparsely visited, and he doesn't have to worry about shocking the world. Using his internal energy, his figure shoots out like an arrow from a string. In the blink of an eye, the surrounding clouds and mists are blown away, as if a vacuum tunnel has been formed.
A quarter of an hour later, he suddenly felt the presence of hundreds of warrior auras in front of him.
Ye Fan slowed down and rounded a corner. Suddenly, an open space appeared in front of him.
The open space is about the size of a football field. At this moment, hundreds of warriors are gathering. They gather in small groups, wearing various costumes and coming from different sects. They are all tense and afraid of each other.
These people are obviously here for the treasure left by the powerful man in heaven.
Even though there are many traps in Yunwu Mountain and it is extremely dangerous, wealth and honor can be found in danger.
Every ten years, when the formation becomes loose, many martial arts masters will come here to admire it.
At this moment, more than ten people were injured in the venue. Apparently there had been conflicts and fierce battles before.
And Ye Fan, this unexpected guest, immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the venue.
"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!"
The next moment, hundreds of hostile eyes fell on him one after another, full of hostility and murderous intent.
There are also several powerful spiritual consciousnesses secretly spying on his strength.
Ye Fan didn't care either. With his current state, even a powerful person in heaven would be aware of his true fighting power.
On the surface, he looks no different from ordinary people.
Ye Fan also felt that this place was full of powerful people.
Among these warriors, the weakest are at the Yellow Realm, and there are also many strong ones at the Xuan Realm.
There are also a few auras, which are particularly prominent, like standing out from the crowd. He should be a strong person in the realm.
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Suddenly, a strange smile came from the southwest corner.
A big man with a ferocious face and scars on his face suddenly took a step forward, stared directly at Ye Fan, his face was full of cruelty, and he said unscrupulously:
"Hmph... The precious sword in my hand has not drank blood for three days! It's just the right time for this silly boy to sacrifice the sword!"
As he spoke, the scarred man pulled out a long knife from the sheath on his waist.
The blade was extremely sharp and shone coldly in the sunlight. Even from a long distance, one could feel the strong smell of blood that could not be resolved.
Seeing this scene, many warriors around looked like they were gloating and waiting for a good show.
"This kid is really unlucky to be targeted by Duan Tiande!"
"This Tiande is a master of the Xuan Realm. The 'Blood Drinking Sword' in his hand is even more powerful. He drinks the blood of many powerful people! It is said that you must drink blood every three days, otherwise it will backfire on the owner!"
"Hehe...this kid is definitely dead!"
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For a moment, everyone in the venue looked at Ye Fan as if they were looking at a corpse.
In their view, an "ordinary man" like Ye Fan, who was targeted by Duan Tiande, had no chance of survival and could only become a dead soul by the sword.
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
"Kick!"
Duan Tiande had a ferocious smile on his face, holding a blood-drinking knife, and walked towards Ye Fan.
For a time, the atmosphere was tense and extremely tense.
When Ye Fan saw this, he frowned and was about to take action, crushing Duan Tiande like an ant.
At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from behind everyone, like Hong Zhong Dalu:
"Amitabha, that's so good! Master Duan's sword leaves people behind!"
As soon as these words came out, Duan Tiande and other warriors in the field turned their heads and saw Master Huiming, Zhao Chengqian, and Zhao Yanran walking out of the clouds and mist.
"Abbot Huiming of the Jade Buddha Temple?!" Duan Tiande raised his eyebrows and asked with a gloomy expression, "What? You want to interfere in my affairs?"
"God has the virtue of good life, Donor Duan, everyone is here to seek treasures, why do you want to go on a killing spree?" Master Huiming said and walked to Ye Fan.
Duan Tiande's face turned blue and white, obviously weighing the pros and cons.
In terms of strength, between him and Master Huiming, there is no one who is sure to win.
In his opinion, it is not worth it to risk injury to deal with a mere nobody!
The next moment, Duan Tiande said with a cruel smile: "Huh! This kid is lucky! Master Huiming, I'll give you a face!"
After saying this, he turned around and returned to the crowd.
At this time, Zhao Yanran ran all the way to Ye Fan's side, stuck out her tongue playfully, and said: "Ye Fan, are you okay?"
Before Ye Fan could speak, Zhao Chengqian next to him said:
"Boy, Master Huiming saved you just once, which is more than enough for your kindness in saving Yanran yesterday! Stop being so brave and get out of Yunwu Mountain quickly. This is no place for you to stay!"