Ye Fan was about to go to the small courtyard. When he was going out, he received a call from the old man of the Zheng family.
"If you don't go, I have to go if you invite me? That would be so embarrassing for me." Ye Fan hung up the phone without hesitation.
The old man sitting in the Zheng family villa was immediately stunned.
I am an elder after all. If you hang up on me like this, am I not losing face?
Especially when there were five people from Tianshi Mansion standing in front of him, he felt a little embarrassed, smiled awkwardly, and said:
"Taoist priests, I'll call him again."
A young Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe said:
"This man is so arrogant, senior brother, let's go find him directly, beat him to pieces and then take him back to the Tianshi Mansion for questioning."
The oldest man here was in his early thirties, carrying a mahogany sword on his back, and said calmly:
"No, we have already made Master and Uncle Master angry by sneaking out. If we break the rules again, we will probably never leave the Tianshi Mansion again after we go back."
They ran out secretly without the teacher's consent.
Because the teacher simply disagrees.
The highly respected senior officials of Tianshi Mansion have some connections with Yuan Tianshi, the head of Tianyi Sect. They are not in a hurry to hold Ye Fan accountable and hope to ease the solution.
But the younger generation of disciples couldn't stand it, so they secretly ran out.
The eldest man said: Wuyou, he didn't intend to come out, but the junior brothers insisted on coming out, so he had no choice but to follow them, and he couldn't let the junior brothers act impulsively.
Priest Wuyou looked at Mr. Zheng and called him again.
Mr. Zheng didn’t talk nonsense this time and said directly:
"Ye Fan, the people from Tianshi Mansion are here and want to see you."
This time, Ye Fan did not hang up immediately. He paused for a while and said:
"Send me your location!"
After hanging up the phone, Mr. Zheng looked at the five Taoist priests, then smiled and said:
"Ye Fan will be here soon. Taoist priests, please wait a moment. Come, let's drink tea first."
Ye Fan's car turned around and called Old Man Yao.
"What? Those people have arrived? So fast?" Ye Fan was a little surprised.
The person seeking revenge has arrived.
It was only daybreak, were those people already impatient to kill me?
"Senior Ye, are you delayed by something? We can't handle it." Old Yao begged directly on the phone.
Ye Fan sighed, unable to escape, and said:
"As long as you can survive, or you can use a delaying tactic and wait for me, I'll be there right away."
Turn around again.
Go to the small courtyard.
I called Mr. Zheng and said:
"I'm very busy right now. I'll send you an address and you take them there. If they don't want to, forget it. They're gone."
When Mr. Zheng told the five Taoist priests the news.
They became angry.
"What's Ye Fan's attitude? Is this an attitude to solve problems?"
"That's so arrogant. He doesn't take our Tianshi Mansion seriously at all. When he sees me, I will beat him until his parents don't even recognize him."
"The person who killed my Tianshi Mansion didn't come to apologize and asked us to go find him. Why shouldn't we go?"
"This Ye Fan is so arrogant. Even if I can't kill him, I will give him a good beating."
The four Taoist priests were very angry, and they all took out their mahogany swords and made gestures.
This anger is just right in Mr. Zheng's heart.
But Taoist Wuyou, who had the most say, was very calm and expressionless, and said:
"Did he send his location?"
Mr. Zheng glanced at his phone, frowned, and said:
"I did, but this place... is very remote and sparsely populated. I'm a little worried. This may be a trap for him. He has set up a trap there and is waiting for us to come."
"Bad boy, this Ye Fan is too scheming." The young Taoist priest looked at Brother Wuyou and said:
"Brother, we have no intention of killing Ye Fan, but he wants to design a trap to kill us. I don't think there is any need to capture him and just kill him."
After they come out.
The people in the master's sect already knew about it and gave an order to Taoist Wuyou not to kill Ye Fan, but to just capture him.
Priest Wuyou touched his chin and said:
"Ye Fan can kill several of our senior brothers. He is very powerful. If he really wants to set up a trap for us, I would also like to take a look. Are you afraid?"
"Afraid? Impossible!"
Several people said they were not afraid.
Priest Wuyou asked Mr. Zheng to make arrangements to go to the address given by Ye Fan.
And the courtyard at this moment.
Three warriors appeared, each with fierce killing intent.
He glanced around the yard with a look of contempt.
"Yao Qiang, you said Ye Fan is here? Where are the others?" A middle-aged woman, holding a sharp sword and with a serious face, said coldly.
Old Yao walked over and said with a smile:
"You three, Ye Fan hasn't come yet. Please be patient. I just called him and he is already on his way."
Led by the woman, the three of them walked in.
Come to the tea table and sit down.
Old man Yao personally made tea for them, and said with a smile on his face:
"Seniors, you are all capable people in the martial arts world, tolerant and generous. Ye Fan was also forced into helplessness at that time. I can prove it."
A middle-aged man held a big knife in his hand and thrust it hard into the ground. The blade buzzed and he stared angrily and said:
"What do you mean? Is this the end of my junior brother's death?"
"Yao Qiang, I now seriously doubt whether you were involved in killing my junior brother?"
After saying that, he looked at Xu Yuewan, Vulture and the others, full of disdain.
Yao Qiang kept smiling and said:
"What are you talking about? I am no match for your junior brother because of my internal strength. Even if I want to kill him, I am powerless."
The middle-aged man stared at him and said: "You are also at the peak of Nei Jing, and your cultivation is not weak. But if you want to kill my junior brother, you really can't. Why hasn't Mark arrived yet?"
"Wait a moment..."
Yao Qiang is stalling here.
Once they make a move, they are no match for them. These are all masters at the peak and middle stage of Huajin.
Vulture and Hong Qing are already burning with anger. These people are too arrogant.
Want to turn around and leave.
"Stop!" The man who had been silent until now slowly spoke, stared at the two of them, and said:
"What are you going to do? Are you going to tip Ye Fan off? If two secular people dare to resist, I will kill you."
The two stopped.
Old man Yao said quickly: "Why are you going? Come back quickly."
Hong Qing turned around and said:
"Those people Dr. Ye killed were the ones they deserved to kill. If Dr. Ye's cultivation was invincible, they would still kill Dr. Ye. Why can't the murderer be killed in reverse? Is it wrong to kill in reverse?"
Whoosh——
call--
The man who just spoke suddenly waved his hand, and a long whip whizzed through the wind like a long, boneless snake.
Hong Qing's whole body burst out with powerful momentum, and he blocked the front with his hands.
Snap!
When the long whip met the hands blocking the front, it softened, passed around the arm, and slapped Hong Qing's waist.
The clothes were directly torn, and around the waist, a clear blood stain appeared, and blood seeped out.
Not only that!
The long whip even entangled Hong Qing.
The warrior pulled gently.
Hong Qing was pulled over involuntarily, fell to the ground, and was dragged directly over.
"stop!"
The vulture suddenly stepped forward and stepped on the long whip. The muscles all over his body were bulging and twisted, as if he had tried his best.
Hong Qing just calmed down for a while.
The warrior used a little more force.
The vulture was knocked to the ground.
"Hmph, even secular people dare to resist me. I think you are seeking death!"