When the old man saw Ye Fan staring at them with a smile but not a smile, his face suddenly became unkind, he frowned and asked.

"Young man, where are you from and why are you in our village?"

"I'm looking for someone."

Ye Fan smiled lightly, "Who are you?"

"I am the village party secretary here."

The old man looked Ye Fan up and down and asked warily: "Who are you looking for?"

"Haha, the person I'm looking for is rather special."

Ye Fan raised his chin and turned his head to look at the old man: "I don't know, old gentleman, have you ever heard of... the Blood Demon Sect?"

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the six people on the opposite side changed.

However, they soon forced themselves to calm down.

The village party secretary shook his head and waved his hand: "I've never heard of it.

Young man, outsiders are not welcome in our village, please leave immediately!"

"Aren't outsiders welcome?"

Ye Fan touched his chin, activated his strength, and punched the village party secretary.

He used six times the maximum power, and his momentum was impressive.

The village party secretary narrowed his eyes and raised his palm to hit Ye Fan.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, the ground beneath their feet cracked open, spreading several meters around like a spider web.

"Kick! Kick! Kick!"

The village party secretary took three steps back and barely managed to steady his body. On the other hand, the young man opposite him didn't move at all! "A master in the late six-fold limit?"

The village party secretary was shocked and shouted to the five people around him: "You are no match for him. I will hold him back and call the altar leader!"

"yes!"

The five middle-aged people were equally horrified.

They are only two or three times the limit, how can they be the opponent of a warrior who is six times the limit?

Fortunately, the deputy leader who was in charge of guarding today exceeded the six-fold limit some time ago, otherwise we would have been in trouble! Ye Fan took his time and stood with his hands behind his back.

"who are you?

!”

The village party secretary shouted angrily, "Looking at your age, are you a descendant of those hidden ancient tribes?"

"You don't count as a descendant, but I do have some relationship with the hidden ancient clan."

Ye Fan grinned.

"Hmph, our Blood Demon Sect and the Hidden Ancient Clan have not been at odds with each other over the years. Why do you want to invade my Blood Demon Sect's realm?"

The village party secretary became alert and shouted loudly, hoping to arouse other colleagues' ideas.

"Wait a minute, is this the realm of your Blood Demon Sect?"

Ye Fan laughed.

"Please figure it out. This is Zhongmen Village, which belongs to the Nan'an area of ​​Lingnan Province. You said you belong to the Blood Demon Sect. Do you think your Blood Demon Sect is still divided?"

"..." After being stunned, the village party secretary was furious.

Are you here to give us a geography lesson?

It's none of your business where our Blood Demon Sect sets up a sub-chamber! "Boy, you'd better leave quickly, otherwise, I'll let you walk in and walk out!"

The village party secretary shouted angrily.

"It's not what I said, but you can't do it?"

Ye Fan smiled disdainfully.

At this moment, a sneer came from behind the village party secretary.

"What about us?"

I saw two figures falling steadily opposite Ye Fan, one of them was tall and the other was slightly short.

The big man is quite old, about the same age as Liu Suyang, and must be in his sixties.

The shorter one is about the same, with most of his hair gray and a sparse beard.

The auras of these two people are not weak, one has reached seven times the limit, and the other has reached the peak of six times the limit.

At the same time, figures appeared on the surrounding houses, most of which were immature teenagers.

They held guns, clubs and swords in their hands and looked at Ye Fan cautiously, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

"so many people?"

Ye Fan looked around and was surprised: "It's just a branch, but there are one or two hundred disciples. The scale is not small!"

"Are you scared?"

The short old man smiled coldly and said arrogantly: "Boy, it's too late if you want to leave now!"

"Afraid?

How can it be!"

Ye Fan laughed, "Speaking of which, are you all here in the punishment forum?"

"Um?"

The tall old man's face darkened: "Boy, you are about to die, do you still have the heart to ask this?"

"Hurry up and tell us your last words so that we can convey them to the elders of your hidden ancient clan!"

The short old man Jie Jie smiled strangely.

"Answer me first, is everyone here?"

Ye Fan ignored him and continued to ask.

"So what if we're all here?"

The tall old man said coldly: "Is it possible that you still think you can kill all our masters?"

"Well, it is indeed possible."

Ye Fan nodded gently, and the momentum around his body slowly moved.

The short old man felt Du Ye Fan's aura and couldn't help but laugh: "Haha, you are only six times the limit in the late stage, but you dare to come here to act wild?

Altar Master, let me teach this boy a lesson!"

"Be smart and don't make a fool of yourself in front of your disciples!"

The tall old man said in a deep voice.

"yes!"

The short old man responded, turned around and rushed towards Ye Fan.

"Shattered Mountain Palm!"

Six times the ultimate peak warrior's attack was strong, and when he jumped high, he brought up a gust of wind.

There was a "puff" sound in the air, and a translucent palm print faintly formed.

Ye Fan looked at the short man rushing towards him jokingly, nothing happened, he just snapped his fingers.

"Whoa!"

I saw a flash of white light, and then the short old man's entire arm disappeared.

Blood scattered from the air, accompanied by the short old man's painful whine.

"ah!!!"

Everyone in the Blood Demon Sect was shocked and had no idea what was happening.

The boy opposite didn't move at all, it didn't look like he had done anything.

"Ah...my arm, my arm..." The short old man fell to the ground, rolling around in pain. His cries of pain were deafening, and everyone was frightened when he heard it.

The teenagers on the roof were all horrified, obviously frightened by the scene in front of them.

"What just happened?"

"What's wrong with Deputy Altar Master Hao?"

"His hand... where is his hand?"

The tall old man was equally astonished. He asked himself that seven times his ultimate strength was good, but he still couldn't see Mark's movements.
To be continued...