When Ye Fan heard this, he frowned and suddenly interrupted: "What's the matter? You can talk about it later. Now hand over all the people who went to Liujiazhuang to cause trouble last time. I don't have this."
I'm here to listen to your chatter."
As soon as Ye Fan's calm voice came out, the entire area around the arch fell silent for an instant.
Almost everyone near the arch looked at Mark as if they were crazy.
Is this guy a fool, or has his head really been squeezed by the door?
Now that he is in the Red Dragon Gate, he is still so arrogant. Isn't this guy too conceited?
"Little bastard, you are in a hurry to get on the road, I will help you." A man standing next to Yan Zhisen, without saying a word, rushed towards Ye Fan with a cruel look on his face...
Seeing this man take action, Yan Zhisen next to him had not had time to stop him. He saw that the man who was attacking Ye Fan was already in a burst of sword light, with a lot of blood, split in two and fell to the ground.
The dead cannot die.
Seeing this scene, Yan Zhisen's pupils shrank for a while. Others didn't know the horror of Mark, but Yan Zhisen knew it very well.
Just now, due to his carelessness, another core figure of the Red Dragon Clan lost his life in vain.
Ye Fan didn't even look at the man on the ground who was split in half by himself, but looked at the long knife in his hand, and said obviously casually: "I don't want to kill innocent people, so I will hand over the murderers now and return the favor."
It’s too late, but don’t force me to bloodbath the Red Dragon Gate.”
"You alone can wash away my Red Dragon Sect with blood?" At this time, the sect leader of the Red Dragon Sect looked at Ye Fan with a cold look in his eyes, already thinking of killing him.
If he hadn't been worried about being taken advantage of by the elder on the side when he took action, he would have stepped forward and killed Ye Fan by now.
Although this person is the leader of the Crimson Dragon Clan, the great elder of the Crimson Dragon Clan has always been a serious concern for him. Deep in his heart, he still has a hint of fear towards the great elder of the Crimson Dragon Clan.
Ye Fan played with the long knife in his hand, and then chuckled: "It seems that you don't believe that I have such an ability! Let's do this, I will give you three moves, and you can take them yourself. Don't let you
Those men died innocently."
"Come here, let the master of this castle give him a scratch." Seeing that Ye Fan dared to ignore his authority as the leader of the Red Dragon Clan, Han Xiaotian couldn't contain the murderous intention in his heart and directly issued a death order.
As soon as he said this, the two masked men standing next to Han Xiaotian had already risen into the air and pounced directly on Ye Fan.
Yan Zhisen closed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to see the miserable situation of the two people.
He knew that if the castle master and the great elder did not take action personally, no one present would be Ye Fan's opponent.
Sure enough, the sword in Ye Fan's hand flashed, and there were two more corpses on the ground.
If there were still people who did not take Ye Fan seriously before, now, Ye Fan's behavior has shocked everyone present.
How is this possible? Two half-step heavenly masters turned into two corpses before they could survive three moves in each other's hands.
Suddenly, everyone gasped, and the eyes looking at Mark also began to change subtly.
You must know that the Half-Step Celestial Masters are not just cabbage in the vegetable market. Even if they are from Chilongmen, they are only a dozen or so Half-Step Celestial Masters.
But now there are already five half-step heavenly masters who have died in the hands of Ye Fan, and even the master of the Red Dragon Sect feels heartbroken for them.
Because even if they, the Red Dragon Sect, want to train a half-step heavenly master, it is not an easy task.
"Everyone in the Red Dragon Clan listened to the order and surrounded and killed this madman with all their strength." After Han Xiaotian came back to his senses, he shouted angrily, and in an instant, forty or fifty figures swarmed up and rushed towards Ye Fan.
After Han Xiaotian gave the order, he saw that the elders of the Red Dragon Clan did not move. He suddenly said with an angry look on his face: "Elder Yan, now that foreign enemies are coming, why are you still so disregarding the overall situation? Do you really want to destroy our Red Dragon Clan?"
Will the thousand-year-old foundation fail?"
Unexpectedly, the purple-robed old man smiled disdainfully and said: "Han Xiaotian, I said that if you hand over the position of the sect master today, I can help you out of the same sect. Otherwise, you will
It's up to you to wipe your own poop."
Han Xiaotian smiled proudly and said: "Yan Qiusheng, if you want to use this matter to threaten me, I'm afraid you have made a wrong calculation. I don't believe it. This kid came to our Red Dragon Gate and really turned the world upside down. Even if you
I can easily deal with this guy without taking any action."
"Hey, don't let Feng Da flash your tongue. It's better to look back and take a good look at your close men." Yan Qiusheng looked at Ye Fan on the battlefield, and a hint of fear flashed in his heart.
Unexpectedly, the large formation set up by Red Dragon Gate had no effect on this child.
Now, only a few of the people sent by Han Xiaotian have been killed by Ye Fan.
Among the men sent by Han Xiaotian, there were five Half-Celestial Masters, and the others were all figures who could fight one against a hundred.
In his opinion, even if Ye Fan is really a heavenly master, he will definitely die in the formation of these people.
But now he had just had a few words with Yan Qiusheng, and it had been less than half a minute. When Han Xiaotian raised his head and looked towards the battlefield, he suddenly felt a cold current coming directly from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Everyone seemed to be petrified by the scene in front of them.
At this moment, those who besieged Ye Fan, except for the five half-step heavenly masters, the others either fell in a pool of blood, or were holding their stumps and broken arms, screaming miserably on the side.
"Elder Yan, set up the formation." When Han Xiaotian saw the scene in front of him, he didn't even have time to think about his worries about Yan Qiusheng. Without saying a word, he directly joined the battle circle...
Han Xiaotian, who was full of energy, raised his palm and struck Ye Fan suddenly.
"Have you finally ended up in person?" Ye Fan was slightly shocked when he felt the aura emanating from Han Xiaotian. The aura of Han Xiaotian was indeed much stronger than that of You Yiming, but he still refused to let go of such aura.
In Ye Fan's eyes.
Ye Fan snorted coldly, and moved towards Han Xiaotian with the same skill and palms.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and when the two palms collided, a battle wound was produced, causing Han Xiaotian to be thrown directly away.
Although Ye Fan also took a few steps back, his situation was much stronger than that of Han Xiaotian.
After the palm passed, Han Xiaotian was horrified.
Although it was just a simple move, he knew that he was no match for Mark.
The palm just now almost killed half of his life.
After Ye Fan knocked Han Xiaotian away with one palm, he swiped the long knife behind him, which immediately brought up a cloud of blood mist, and two more half-step Heavenly Masters fell into a pool of blood.
Han Xiaotian endured his physical discomfort, led Yan Zhisen and a few others to surround Ye Fan again, but did not rush to attack.
Yan Qiusheng, who was watching the battle on the sidelines, was also extremely horrified.
Han Xiaotian's cultivation level was on par with him, but he didn't expect that he would be seriously injured under this young man's palm. Today's young man must be too evil.
If Han Xiaotian didn't have many subordinates around him, that young man would probably not have to use hundreds of moves to kill Han Xiaotian.
At this moment, not only did Yan Qiusheng feel afraid of Ye Fan, but also the people behind Yan Qiusheng slowly backed away like ghosts, for fear of being caught by Ye Fan.
"Who are you? Why do you stand up for Liujiazhuang?" Han Xiaotian stared at Ye Fan coldly. He didn't believe that Ye Fan was from Liujiazhuang at all, because a small Liujiazhuang did not have the resources to train someone like Ye Fan.
Master.
So Han Xiaotian now attaches great importance to Ye Fan's origin.