Chapter 481: Playing the ruthless role of pigs and tigers
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It is estimated that Ye Fan is just a country bumpkin who came out of some small village, so Feng Hongde is so disdainful. Because the Feng family has checked everyone with the surname Ye, and there is no young master who matches this boy.
"Old man, isn't it your unscrupulous grandson who wanted to commit murder and accidentally broke his bone in the end? This matter has nothing to do with me. As for slandering me like this, although I come from the countryside, I am no better than you.
How bad is the shabby chicken coop at home? "Humph!" Ye Fan was furious and immediately retorted.
This statement shocked everyone in the hall. Sun Qingkong, Ye Feixiao and others, even Zhang Qiang and Lu Wei were almost petrified.
Unexpectedly, when Comrade Ye Fan, the always gentle boss, faced the young elder of the Feng family, Feng Hongde, a fifth-level martial artist, he showed no mercy to the old guy.
Son, you are so miserable and tired of living, you dare to scold me, the young elder of the Feng family." Feng Jiufei's cousin Feng Haixing couldn't help it at first, he was very popular among young people.
Of course, one reason is that Feng Pingtian, who was secretly broken by Ye Fan that day, is his biological brother. Secondly, he also wants to show off his bastard spirit in front of some beautiful women in the hall.
Therefore, without any hesitation, he punched Ye Fan through the air with a fierce wind. He also jumped more than one meter high and flew towards him.
"Feng Haixing, the person you are looking for is me, Lu Wei. I also waved my fist and rolled over to block this book for Ye Fan.
Comrade Ye Fan smiled dryly and sat there without even moving his body. He just raised his finger slightly and secretly popped out a soybean with a flying knife technique.
Comrade Ye Fan's flying knife is unique, but the power of playing soybeans with this technique is not very small. Moreover, ordinary martial arts practitioners cannot detect it, because the size of the soybeans is too small and is easily ignored by everyone.
"number".
Feng Haixing, who was flying in the air and took two steps forward, suddenly felt something stabbed her leg hard. It hurt like bone marrow.
"Crack." (The fastest updated ""Piaotian Literary registered members recommend this work""), accidentally fell straight from the air in front of Ye Fan, and a cool scene of a hungry dog pooping appeared.
Lu Wei looked at his palm blankly, and muttered in confusion: "Strange! Did this kid suddenly go crazy? Why did he kneel down, as if my palm force hadn't reached him yet?
On your body!
I'm only at the beginning of the fourth level, and I can't release the palm power of the inner energy. The "Xiantian Venerable" of the ninth level. Even our seventh-level master, Elder Lu, can only release a little bit of the inner energy.
.
Relying on the wind and force of the Splitting Air Palm, I can barely break a small branch as big as a sausage from a distance of more than ten meters. That is because our martial arts skill of Splitting the Air Palm is unique.
It’s me! I want to slash this kid from the air until he kneels down, but I haven’t been able to do it yet. I’ll see if I can do it in another year. It’s weird.
"Haha! Young Master of the Feng family, you are embarrassing me by kneeling in front of me like this, because, haha, I'm sorry. Because I forgot to bring my wallet. How should Ye Fan say this?
The guy blinked his eyes, turned around and shouted to Lu Wei: "Weizai, do you have any money? If so, give him a dollar first! Otherwise, I won't be able to see anyone."
Alas! This is so embarrassing. We, the country bumpkins from the countryside, can finally start to reward them, haha.
Alas! It would be great if we were in the countryside. We could dig out two sweet potato eggs in the field and give them to him as red envelopes. Here we can
"Ye Fan smiled dryly and was very teasing.
"Haixing, are you okay?" Feng Hongde hurriedly stepped forward to help Feng Haixing, and glanced at him strangely, as if he didn't seem to be injured.
But it was really strange to see Feng Haixing's face twisted, grinning in pain and not daring to make a sound.
It turns out that the soybeans that Ye Fan popped out had the special function of hitting a cow from a distance. The skin of his thigh looked unscathed, but in fact, the leg head had been torn open inside.
Damn it, I'll kick you to death!" Feng Haixing felt that she had lost a lot of face today, so she endured the pain, roared wildly, pushed her little elder away, and kicked him with her right leg quickly and violently. ("Piaotian Literature"
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"Hand! You dare". Zhang Qiang and Lu Wei shouted together and rushed over, but it was too late. Because Feng Haixing was too close to Ye Fan, they could only watch helplessly as the leg was about to kick Ye Fan in the face.
"Pa
Gulu!, little
A series of violent sounds rang out. Feng Haixing first flew and hit five meters away. After rolling to the ground, he turned around gracefully for three and a half times, like a lazy donkey rolling on the ground. Finally, he collapsed on the ground holding his thighs and howling in pain.
This time I couldn't bear it any longer. I cried out in pain regardless of the image. I guess it was really painful there because the leg bone was broken, and no one could bear it.
"Humph! Little Feng, you are the one who offended me this time. If the tiger is not powerful, do you really think that the young master is a sick cat? How can this be unreasonable? Why are all the Feng family members like this? They are even more reckless than those from the countryside like us.
, could it be that the Feng family in Shuizhou are all a bunch of that kind of thing? Humph!"
Ye Fan sat in his seat and said calmly. He didn't see him move or move at all. He just felt a shadow flicker and saw Feng Haixing wailing on the ground. The scene was very weird.
Everyone in the hall almost had their eyes bulging out. You must know that Feng Haixing, a top-level second-level martial artist in Erzhi Guoshu, did not even move. Feng scolded him.
Then this young man's skills are quite good. Could it be that an eighth-level master uses the art of distance. That is too shocking, an eighth-level master who is less than 20 years old.
However, several insiders in the hall thought it was impossible. Eighth-level martial arts masters must be at least a few years old.
Miss Feng Si, the youngest among the Four Chinese Shows, is also 20 years old. She has a good master, family background, and nine-grade medicinal materials to support her.
Ordinary people don't have that kind of luck. Normal masters of the seventh and eighth levels of Chinese martial arts are probably above the top. Most of them are **10 years old.
Just like Elder Feng, Feng Chi Yao, Elder Lu, Sheng Xianyi, is around eighty years old. No one dares to think that he is eight years old, and no one believes it. The strange scene just now can only be explained as
Just a coincidence.
"Elder Feng, kill that brat, kill him." Feng Haixing yelled in a hoarse voice, not caring about face anymore.
"Son, take a punch from me." Feng Hongde also lost his face. He didn't care whether others would say that he had used his strength to punch Guoli.
"Hmph! What's the point of showing off your five-level skills?" Ye Fan snorted coldly and punched him lightly, as if he didn't use any force at all.
"Pa
Click!”
Feng Hongde's fierce punch was like a stone sinking into the ocean, disappearing without causing a single ripple.
But Feng Hongde himself was hit five meters away by the violent impact. Three antique wooden chairs and a coffee table were smashed and rolled to the ground. He spat out blood from his mouth.
"Ah! Elder Lu Zhiyuan, the youngest sixth-level genius, couldn't help shouting in his heart.
You must know that even among the six first-class families in China today, the old immortals with six levels of skills are as rare as a feather.
This warrior realm is divided into stages one to nine. Each stage is divided into four small stages, namely the four stages of source, interception, strength training and purification.
Masters who have passed the ninth level have entered the ranks of "Innate Venerables". That is just a legendary existence. It is estimated that it is difficult to see anyone. It is just a legend among everyone.
Even top-notch masters at the sixth level are hard to find. Take the Lu family for example. Except for the great elder Lu Xianyi, who is a first-rate master at the seventh level, no one can be found at the sixth level.
Except for the young elder, there is no one else in the fifth dan. The remaining four and three dans are less than five if you put them all together. All the masters of the Lu family can't even put together a strengthened drinking class.
Of course, Feng Hongde also looked horrified. You must know that the eldest elder of the Feng family, Feng Chiyao, is currently only a master who has broken through to the seventh-level interception realm. He is already nearly 10 years old.
Maybe they kicked off their legs to report to the underworld at some point, but the Feng family has the powerful Qingcheng sect behind them to support them steadily, and they are also quite close to the Gouchen family of the Nanhai One God Legs. So it doesn't matter.
Not worried about anything
The head of the Lei Zhang family was so regretful that his intestines were almost turning purple. Just now he had stupidly called the young man named Ye a gangster and a scoundrel.
He is a sixth-dan master, and it scares people to think about it. Someone who can train such a young master must have a mysterious existence like an eighth-dan, ninth-dan or even "Xiantian Venerable" with a higher level of cultivation behind him.
.Otherwise, how could we train six-dan masters who are less than 10 years old?
Originally, it should be an honor for the Canghai Lei family that their own daughter Lei Xiangxiang could meet such an expert. But she screwed up everything.
If such a master offends him, maybe one person can destroy the entire Lei family, secretly of course.
Thinking of these powerful relationships, the head of the Lei Zhang family was sweating profusely. He kept pulling out tissues and wiping them.
Son, even if you have great skills, our Shuizhou Feng family is not afraid of you, "Humph! The mountains will not turn, the water will turn, and the water will not turn, one day you will be in the hands of our Feng family, let's go." Feng Hong
De wiped the bloodshot corners of his mouth, picked up Feng Haixing and strode away.
"Brother Hongde, something happened today. Lei Zhang quickly chased after me and apologized.
"Your Lei family is amazing! You have given birth to a good daughter, and she even has friends who are masters in the sixth degree. Our Feng family in Shuizhou can't reach that level. Huh." Feng Hongde angrily wanted to leave. But in the end, he was able to persuade him.
Only then was Lei Zhang persuaded to come back by his sharp tongue.
"Hahaha
It's a great honor for the Lei family that Mr. Ye can visit. I wonder if Mr. Ye is here today. Lei Zhang asked carefully.
This person is extremely snobbish. When Ye Fanwang showed some ability, he immediately fell in love with him.
"Oh! That's right. Today I made a special trip to talk to my brother Zhang Qiang about his relationship with Miss Vanilla. The two of them are in love. I think the head of the Lei family should also be a very enlightened head. What kind of society is it now?
Well, we, the free lovers, should support their cause! If this can work, I think it would be better to choose a different day. How about we just book it today?"
Ye Fan smiled faintly, showing off his masterly demeanor, as if nothing unpleasant had happened just now.
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