Indeed, since Ye Fan stepped into the martial arts arena, he has never really made a move!
Even though he was forced by the Tiangang fighting formation, he only stepped on the ground and broke the formation.
Oh my god, from beginning to end, this kid has been watching the show, just like a spectator who is not involved!
Lu Shengyan's back instantly felt cold, and a layer of mottled sweat overflowed on his forehead.
"Did you react this time?" Ye Fan sneered.
"Second Master Lu, although you have been very arrogant today, you finally gave me a chance.
I am not an unreasonable person. I am polite and I will give you a chance.
If you can let me take a step back, I will let you live today. Remember, today is the only day, so take advantage of it!"
Lu Shengyan's heart pounded loudly.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Brat, you are bluffing me, you are definitely bluffing me!"
He roared angrily, threw the double-headed sickle in his hand to the side, and suddenly clenched his hands into the shape of claws, gathering a dark red energy.
"Blood Demon Bone Claw!"
Along with Lu Shengyan's roar, a light red wind swept across the entire martial arts arena.
"Bang!"
Lu Shengyan stomped the ground with both feet and rushed towards Ye Fan.
The two blood-red claws were pulled apart horizontally, and the red energy surged wildly, making bursts of air-piercing sounds.
Beside him, the red shadow followed closely, and the long-handled sickle in his hand rotated rapidly, whipping up a strong wind, like the rotating wings of a helicopter in the air.
Ye Fanyun stretched out his hand gently, and his claws were also glistening with blood.
However, in his blood light, there is a touch of golden light, awe-inspiring and righteous!
"The treacherous eagle eats the god, the lightning strikes the bloody claw!"
"Tsk!"
Lu Shengyan's two bloody claws were pulled together with Ye Fan's thunder and blood claws.
Ye Fan didn't move at all, but Lu Shengyan's expression suddenly changed.
His hands were shaking violently, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off from his claws, exposing his white finger bones.
"ah!!!"
Lu Shengyan screamed in fear and stepped back repeatedly.
The red shadow beside him slowed down its attack and protected him behind him.
"I'm very curious about what the shadow behind you is."
Ye Fan raised his arm and suddenly released his strength. It stretched out for more than one meter, like a huge claw, grabbed the red shadow around the waist and dragged it towards him.
"Let it go!"
Lu Shengyan was like a duck being stepped on, and his face suddenly turned pale with fright, and red energy quickly gathered in his hands.
"Hey, Mr. Lu, why are you so concerned about this phantom? Isn't it your Qingmen's secret technique?"
Ye Fan was very curious. He raised his other paw and slowly made a fist: "I wonder what will happen if you break this phantom."
As soon as he finished speaking, the ink-colored fist slammed into the red shadow.
The red shadow seemed to have autonomous consciousness. Seeing Ye Fan's powerful fist getting closer and closer, he was immediately frightened and struggled hard in that powerful palm.
However, Ye Fan's ultimate martial strength was so solid that the shadow could not break free at all.
"Pfft..."
The ink fist mark struck the red shadow, instantly scattering it.
However, the red shadow swayed slightly and slowly returned to its original state.
"It's really weird!"
Ye Fan touched his chin, and with a thought, he opened his fist and surged with force, and continued to slap towards the phantom.
The fierce wind roared, blowing the red gas so that it could not re-consolidate.
"No!!!"
Lu Shengyan roared and his face turned extremely pale.
The red energy on his body suddenly stagnated and quickly faded from the surface of his skin.
Lu Shengyan was panting, as if his strength had been drained, and he knelt on the ground on one knee.
He opened his mouth, inhaled hard, and swallowed the red air that spread not far away.
"You brat, where did you learn these moves?"
Lu Shengyan stood up from the ground with difficulty. His face seemed to have aged dozens of years. His originally strong gray hair had turned very gray, and his red face was full of wrinkles.
"You haven't answered my question yet!" Ye Fan smacked his lips and asked with a frown: "Lu Shengyan, what is your relationship with that red shadow? Why does it have such a big impact on you when it suffers trauma?
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"Brat, do you think I will tell you?"
Lu Shengyan breathed out slowly, raised his head, and a layer of light red gas surged on the surface of his body again, and his breath became solid again.
Only this time, there was no shadow behind him.
"Are you sure you don't want to tell me?" Ye Fan sneered, "Lu Shengyan, I gave you the opportunity just now. If you don't take advantage of it, I will take action next."
"Do you think I'll give you a chance to take action?"
Lu Shengyan smiled coldly, quickly took out a small bottle from his pocket, and then crushed it hard.
In the blink of an eye, a large cloud of blood-colored gas quickly rose up.
Lu Shengyan waved his palms and blew away the bloody air mass.
Suddenly, the entire fighting arena was filled with the foul smell of blood, and the line of sight was blocked by red gas.
Lu Shengyan snorted slightly and said in a deep voice: "You brat, we are not done with today's affairs. One day I will come to you to get back the favor!"
Ye Fan stood in the red mist and returned calmly: "Really? Why don't I really believe it?"
Lu Shengyan shouted disdainfully: "You brat, I admit that I am no match for you. But, I want to leave, do you think you can stop me?
This place is already filled with blood poisonous miasma, which can completely block your perception. I can't break through your defense, but you can't even try to catch me!"
As he spoke, he tapped his toes and quickly rushed out of the fighting arena.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lu Shengyan arrived at the exit of the martial arts arena, he saw a vague figure appearing in front of him.
The figure arrived in an instant and appeared in front of him in an instant.
"You...how did you know I'm here?" Lu Shengyan was horrified and was about to turn around and run away, but his neck was pinched by a huge force and he was unable to resist at all.
"Second Master Lu, are you going to reveal Qingmen's secret or not?"
"You...stop your wishful thinking!" Lu Shengyan's eyes showed a look of determination.
"Okay, then you have no value in existing."
Ye Fan had no expression on his face, clenched his fist with his other hand, and punched Lu Shengyan hard.
"The Eagle Devours the God, the ultimate jab!"
"Bang!"
Lu Shengyan was directly punched through, and the scarlet blood mixed with the red gas, quickly corroding his body.
Ye Fan threw Lu Shengyan to the ground, shook his head and sighed.
In fact, he didn't really want to kill Lu Shengyan so easily, but the current situation was special and he couldn't help but be merciful.
The surrounding blood mist was still spreading, gradually covering the auditorium.
The entire fighting arena was in chaos, and many people screamed in terror.
However, when they inhaled the extremely smelly gas, they began to vomit again.
Suddenly, the fighting arena was in chaos.
Ye Fan pouted, raised his hand and waved a few times, and a strong wind suddenly blew in the center of the fighting arena, sweeping away the entire red mist.
The spectators gasped for air, and the panic scene gradually stabilized.
"come here!"
Ye Fan hooked his fingers at the host at the entrance.
"First... sir, what do you... do you want to do for you?" the host swallowed hard.
He has worked here for several years and knows Lu Shengyan's identity very well.
However, even the most elite master in the martial arts arena could not block a few of the Iron Masked Man's moves, which shows that his strength is countless times stronger than Lu Shengyan's.
The host cannot remain calm in front of such people.
"Let everyone leave, I will destroy this place." Ye Fan said calmly.
"Ah?" The host was stunned, "What... what ruined this place?"
"Can't you understand people?"
Ye Fan glanced sideways at the host, "Starting from today, the Qingmen Martial Arts Arena will be removed from Binhai!"
As he spoke, Ye Fan punched the chain in front of him.
These chains surrounded the entire fighting arena, each one as thick as an arm.
With Ye Fan's punch, the chain trembled violently for an instant, and then was violently thrown up, like a surging wave.
Immediately afterwards, dozens of iron chains around him began to shake with a "clang, clang, clang".
Conspicuous cracks appeared on the ceiling made of huge bluestone, and countless small stones fell from the ceiling.
"What are you still doing? Do you plan to be buried alive?"
Ye Fan folded his arms and stretched out five fingers: "I'll only give you five minutes. Don't blame me if you can't escape."
"Ah...ah!!!" The host was horrified. After being stunned for a few seconds, he suddenly shouted hysterically, "Run for your life, he is going to demolish the martial arts arena..."
Before he finished speaking, the host threw away the microphone and ran out of the corridor in a mess.
The wealthy people in the audience looked at each other in shock. It took a while before they recovered from the shock.
"Oh my god, the ceiling is falling down!"
"Run quickly!"
"Help..."
"Don't step on me!"
"Husband, husband, where are you?"
The scene was in chaos, and everyone was scrambling to escape.
Ye Fan snorted disdainfully, opened the iron fence at the entrance of the corridor, and walked towards the compartments of the warriors.
Thousands of people escaped from Qingmen's secret martial arts arena and rushed to the streets, not even taking care of the luxury cars parked in the underground garage.
Ye Fan said to give them five minutes just to scare them and let them taste the feeling of wandering on the edge of life.
Twenty minutes later, a deafening roar erupted from the Qingmen Secret Martial Arts Arena, and the entire gymnasium ground shook violently.
The onlookers ran away again, hiding in safe areas and waiting eagerly.
I saw that the large-scale stadium was crumbling, the surrounding ground was cracked, and then there was a loud "rumbling" sound, and the stadium collapsed instantly.
A large cloud of dust raised dozens of meters of gray fog, covering half of the streets around the stadium.
In the gray fog, a straight figure faintly walked out.
Not far behind him was a mighty team of warriors.
There were one or two hundred people in this group, and each one of them had extraordinary momentum.
However, when the search and rescue crowd turned back to the stadium, these people suddenly disappeared, as if they had never appeared at all.
The entire search and rescue process lasted for a long time.
It wasn't until dawn that the rescue team pulled out Mr. Lu's body from the rubble.
After hearing the news, Lu Shengyang's eyes were red with anger.
"Who did it?!" Lu Shengyang stood on the ruins and shouted to the sky: "I must find him out and cut him into pieces!"