This is the most typical sign of a ruthless person.
Unique in the world of martial arts.
The old man in linen clothes had cold hair standing on end, his whole body was stiff, and he couldn't move at all.
He is only a first-level master of Transformation Realm.
Ye Fan had killed even the third-level master giant in Beihuang, and killing him was just a slap in the face.
It’s over, it’s over!
How did you kick this iron plate?
"Master."
Huang Biao saw that the old man in sackcloth was still moving, so he walked over and asked doubtfully: "Master, why do you look so ugly? Are you feeling unwell?"
"Master, why are you sweating coldly?"
"Master, why are you trembling?"
"Master, you..."
"Fuck you!"
The old man in sackcloth was furious and slapped Huang Biao away. Then he rushed to the stage in three steps at a time.
Under Huang Biao's shocked eyes, he knelt down with a thud.
"See you, little man, Lord Ye!"
The old man in sackcloth greets you.
The whole person prostrates himself on the ground and worships.
Just like a minister meeting the emperor.
Huang Biao's eyes almost popped out of his head and he slapped himself hard, thinking he was dreaming, but the fact was right in front of him.
"Master, you, are you crazy? You are the master, how can you treat a waste like Ye Fan..."
"grass!"
The old man in sackcloth was so frightened that he lost his mind.
What an evil!
With a swish sound, the old man grabbed Huang Biao, threw him on the ground, and said, "Master Ye, Huang Biao is not my disciple from now on. Please deal with him as you wish."
Huang Biao was stunned.
Ignoring the pain all over his body, he shouted in disbelief: "Master, why! Why on earth! I will hand over all the treasures of my Huang family to you. You have to sever ties with me now, no!"
Snapped!
The old man in sackcloth slapped Huang Biao to the ground again and shouted: "I don't want the treasure you gave me anymore. After all, you are no longer my disciple."
"Master Ye, you make the decision."
Saying that, the old man in sackcloth stepped aside.
Ye Fan looked at Huang Biao in a condescending manner and asked, "Is this your confidence?"
Huang Biao's eyes are about to split.
But gradually, he calmed down and fear took over his body.
Even his martial arts master is so afraid of Ye Fan, which shows how terrible Ye Fan's background is.
Huang Biao was unwilling to give in.
He handed over all the secret treasures of the Huang family, which was enough for a meal of gold.
After paying such a heavy price, I learned martial arts skills.
I thought I could take revenge and then dominate the world.
Now we are reduced to this situation.
"ah!"
Huang Biao howled wildly, jumped up and shouted: "Ye Fan, aren't you just relying on your background to challenge me in a duel?"
The corner of the old man's mouth twitched.
The way he looked at Huang Biao was like looking at a fool and an idiot.
Duel with Ye Fan?
In the whole world, only the three giants of the Transformation Realm dare to say this.
You, an internally powerful warrior who is not even an ant, dare to challenge Mark. You are stupid.
The old man in sackcloth did not speak, not wanting to cause trouble. He just felt a little sorry for the gold meal, but in order to save his life, the gold would be gone if it was gone.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment by what Huang Biao said.
Huang Biao saw this and sneered: "What, are you scared? Ye Fan, if you are a man, challenge me to a duel. Don't rely on your background to pressure others, what kind of man are you!"
"Are you sure you want to challenge me?"
"Come!"
Huang Biao waved.
Liu Xiang hugged Ye Fan and said worriedly: "Cousin, don't go, he must be playing tricks."
Huang Biao looked at Liu Xiang with very greedy eyes.
Originally, when he suppressed the Liu family, he also wanted to capture Liu Xiang. Now Liu Xiang was wearing a silkworm feather robe, which was so beautiful that it made his heart burn.
As long as I kill Ye Fan, everything will be reversed. I still win.
"Don't worry, my cousin is not that weak."
Ye Fan patted Liu Xiang's little hand and then walked to the square.
Without saying a word, Huang Biao became angry and rushed to Ye Fan.
Bang bang bang!
He punched Ye Fan one after another, hitting Ye Fan's body and causing his own hand to bleed.
"What kind of steel plate is this?"
Huang Biao was shocked and confused.
Even if it was a steel plate, he could dent it with so many punches; besides, the force of the rebound could shatter Ye Fan's sternum and internal organs.