Ye Fan looked at the people in the square with a smile on his face, but he was silent. A breeze blew, and his hair was slightly fluttering, giving him an elegant air.
Such a relaxed and indifferent expression made the people in Nalan Villa extremely angry. They were all gearing up and wanted to attack Ye Fan in groups and chop him into a pile of flesh.
However, when some real masters looked at Ye Fan, their expressions were solemn. Generally speaking, they could not sense it, but they could faintly feel that Ye Fan's cultivation was as strong as the ten elders of their Nalan Villa.
At such an age, with such cultivation, the young man in front of him is really surprising, and should not be underestimated.
The ten elders of Nalan Villa also looked at Ye Fan with indifferent expressions, their eyes were dull and they could not tell what they were thinking.
However, there was a faint murderous intention slowly emanating from the bodies of the ten elders.
Ye Fan was not in a hurry to take action. He stood on the square with a smile and scanned the scene in the entire square. In order to avoid an accident, he was choosing his own retreat...
Although Ye Fan is not afraid of these ten elders, even if he cannot defeat them, it is not difficult to escape. The only thing that worries him is the master hidden in the secret.
If he is really entangled by this master, when the time comes, more than a thousand people from Nalan Villa will take turns to fight, even if they drag him, they can drag him to death.
"Is Master Nalan no longer in the village?" Ye Fan's eyes slowly swept across the people in the square...
Anyone who looked at him felt as if the air around them was emptied out by Ye Fan's gaze. That feeling made them feel oppressed, and they lowered their heads involuntarily.
Dare to look away from Ye Fan.
After lowering their heads, they immediately felt ashamed of their actions. As children of Nalan Villa, they couldn't even bear the other person's gaze. It really made them feel like they were not the children of the village.
After Ye Fan's eyes swept across the square, he could feel that most of the people present were indeed not weak in cultivation, and they were at the lowest level of the Earth Slave level.
Such a master can be said to be the backbone of a rank-free force. The top body-refining masters at the Tianzinu level are unique. When they rarely take action, ordinary matters are handled by these people.
Therefore, the number of body-refining masters at the human-character slave level and the earth-character slave level is also a criterion for distinguishing the background of a rank-free force.
"Is this the eleventh person in Liujiazhuang?" An old man with white hair and beard suddenly stepped forward slowly and said calmly: "What did you do to break into my Nalan Villa?"
This old man was tall and thin, and his hands were extremely long, one-third longer than a normal person's arms. He looked extremely weird.
However, Ye Fan knew that it must be the strange body-training technique practiced by this old man, and all his strength was in these two arms, which was why he was so strange.
Ye Fan nodded: "Yes, I am the number 10 person in Liujiazhuang. Why don't you see the owner of Nalanzhuang today? I am here to ask for justice from him."
The old man with white hair and beard said slowly: "The owner of the village is traveling abroad and is not in the village now. I wonder what kind of justice you want to seek when you come to my Nalan Villa?"
Ye Fan smiled lightly and said: "I have long admired that Nalan Villa's physical training method is unparalleled in the world. Just tonight, your Nalan Villa only sent one person and single-handedly attacked the entire Liujiazhuang, and there were even more casualties among them.
Since I am the eleventh person in Liujiazhuang, I naturally cannot sit idly by and do nothing. Now I have no choice but to learn the methods of your village and come to your Nalan Villa for a visit!"
"I dare not agree with your words. The major villas in Black Wolf Mountain have always been in the same spirit, advancing and retreating together.
Even if our disciples accidentally killed someone from Liujiazhuang, it was an unintentional act. Why should you insist on this matter?" The white-bearded old man shook his head, as if he felt that this matter was not a big deal at all.
Ye Fan, however, was angry and funny and said: "What a sympathizer, advancing and retreating together! Not to mention the person who killed me in Liujiazhuang, he also used lame excuses to excuse me.
Well, I won’t embarrass you at Nalan Villa. In order not to harm the peace, you must hand over those children of Nalan Villa who broke into my Liu family village.
As long as you make friends, I'll leave immediately. If you don't, you guys from Nalan Villa can take over Liujiazhuang alone. Let's see if I can take over Nalan Villa today."
"Little guy, you have such a loud tone, and you are not afraid of the wind blowing your tongue!" A one-eyed old man snorted coldly and stood up.
The old man had only a few sparse white hairs on his head. He was wearing an eye patch. He was chubby and had a sinister look on his face. There was blood flowing between his eyes when he opened and closed them. It was obvious that he had killed many people in his hands.
Ye Fan looked the old man up and down, then smiled and said, "I wonder what you call me, senior?"
"Thanks to everyone's support, I have been given the title of 'One-eyed Old Man'. My real name is Zhang Fangzhen, and he is the worship elder of Nalan Villa!" The one-eyed old man said his nickname with a proud expression.
Ye Fan made a sound, clasped his fists and said: "It's Senior Zhang. Although I knew that Nalan Villa has a profound heritage, I didn't expect that Nalan Villa actually has an elder with a foreign surname. It seems that Nalan Villa is open to all rivers and is good at recruiting talents.
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"Don't talk nonsense. I want to see what you are capable of. You even boasted that you would single out Nalan Villa. Let's do it!" Zhang Fangzhen sneered and strode towards Ye Fan.
Ye Fan didn't expect that they didn't send someone to test his background first, but directly sent a man of destiny at the level of a heavenly scholar...
Do you want to give yourself a chance?
Or do you want to catch him in one fell swoop and defeat yourself completely?
Now that things have happened, Ye Fan no longer thinks too much, and chuckles: "Since Senior Zhang wants to teach me personally, I naturally want it!"
Speaking of this, Ye Fan slowly walked to the edge of the square, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, in order to avoid being besieged, then looked at Zhang Fangzhen and said with a smile:
"The main purpose of my trip is to seek justice from the people at Nalan Villa. I don't want to get into trouble with irrelevant people. I have no eyes for fists and kicks. Are you sure that Senior Zhang wants to be the one who stands out?"
Hearing this, Zhang Fangzhen's face flashed with evil spirit, and he sneered: "What a strong tone, look at the punch!" After saying that, he punched out directly, with a series of punch shadows, hitting Ye Fan like a meteor.
Ye Fan smiled lightly and waved his palm to meet him, but it gave people a feeling of slowness and speed, which was extremely strange.
Everyone in the square stared closely at Ye Fan, wanting to see clearly what was so extraordinary about this man who could defeat the number one genius in their Nalan Villa.
Ye Fan's action looked light and leisurely, but the speed was extremely fast. It reached Zhang Fangzhen's chest in an instant, and he could not react anymore.
There was a muffled sound of "Bang!", and Ye Fan's left palm was printed on Zhang Fangzhen's chest.
Zhang Fangzhen received a solid slap. Even with the power of heaven to protect his body, it was a bit too much for a while.
He didn't expect that Ye Fan would be so fast, and he received this slap almost without any preparation. This palm carried a dark punch, making half of his body almost unconscious.
Ye Fan made a powerful move with one palm, without stopping, he turned his palm into a fist and punched Zhang Fangzhen's head directly, his attack was clean and merciless.
Zhang Fangzhen had no choice but to raise his hands in front of his head, and made another muffled "bang" sound. Ye Fan stood still, but Zhang Fangzhen took about ten steps back.
His face was extremely pale, and there was blood escaping from the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that he had suffered two consecutive losses in just two rounds of the fight. What made him even more angry was that his close-range tactics, which he was proud of, were not as good as the kid in front of him.
Every time Ye Fan moved, he would punch.
Being defeated by a young junior in front of so many people, Zhang Fang really couldn't afford to lose his old face. He gritted his teeth secretly, endured the discomfort in his body, and faced him again.
There was another muffled sound of "Bang!", Ye Fan still stood on the spot, motionless, but Zhang Fangzhen stepped back several feet, his face was green and white.
Ye Fan smiled lightly, cupped his fists and said: "Senior Zhang, I accept the concession!"
Within three moves, Zhang Fangzhen was beaten to the point where he had no ability to resist at all. Zhang Fangzhen's eyes were filled with disbelief.
At the same time, he was naturally depressed and wanted to vomit blood. He seemed to feel that his moves were vaguely restrained by Ye Fan.
Otherwise, no matter how powerful Ye Fan is, he will not be able to completely defeat himself within three moves.
However, now he also knows that he can't beat Ye Fan at all. Whether it's skillful moves or hard work, he is no match for Ye Fan.
However, the old man with white beard and unyielding nature is actually a very tough character.
He admitted defeat but did not admit defeat. Before he could take action, an old man next to him sighed and said: "Elder Zhang, you are not right. There is no need to be brave. Just retreat."