With Shangguan Feiyan's promise, the chief manager no longer had any scruples, and he quickly made arrangements.
During this period, Shangguan Feiyan summoned the four ghosts in western Hunan, hoping that they would take action and deal with it.
How could the Four Ghosts of Xiangxi dare to interfere in the battle of the martial arts overlords? They were looking for death, but they were restrained by Shangguan Feiyan.
Because they were hunted down by Marshal Youzhou back then, and the price Shangguan Feiyan paid for saving them was to plant Gu worms in their bodies. The extremely special and weird Gu worms disappeared deep into their bodies and could not be forced out.
He needs the antidote given by Shangguan Feiyan every month. Otherwise, he will suffer from pain and die of ulcers all over his body.
"Be obedient and go quickly."
Shangguan Feiyan glanced sideways.
The four ghosts in western Hunan are so clever that they don't dare to resist even if they have 11 million reluctances.
"I'll go first."
At this time, Ba Dao stood up.
He looked at Shangguan Hong on the battlefield in the distance, his eyes filled with strong fighting spirit.
Shangguan Feiyan greatly appreciated it and said: "Look at Ba Dao. He is not afraid of facing martial arts overlords. Instead, he wants to fight. He will definitely become a overlord in the future. You should learn more."
The four ghosts in western Hunan were overjoyed. With Ba Dao interfering, they were relieved.
at this time.
Ye Fan has been seriously injured.
Shangguan Hong was too strong for him to compete with. For the first time, Ye Fan felt the gap between him and the Overlord.
"Kid, what do you think? Now, do you still dare to be so arrogant? Huh?"
Shangguan Hong stood condescendingly in the air, with his eyes lowered, looking at Ye Fan with contempt and sarcasm.
As for Ye Fan, the blood had already dyed his white robe red, leaving holes in it, but he still held Shangguan Feipeng in his hand.
By comparison, Shangguan Feipeng's injuries were lighter than Ye Fan's, but because of Ye Fan's physical strength and the strength of his life source, he struggled to persevere.
"Old dog, if I were a martial arts overlord, I would kill you like a dog!"
"No!"
"You don't need to become a martial arts hegemon, you only need to ascend to the half-step hegemony position, and I can kill you!"
"You're still so proud."
"You ridiculous old dog, if the clan leader Xiang Qiankun were here, he could blow your dog's head off with one punch!"
Although he was seriously injured, Ye Fan was still full of energy, and his voice was like thunder, resounding throughout the world and reaching all directions.
The people watching smacked their lips.
Now that things have happened, Ye Fan is still so tough and humiliates Shangguan Hong, which is really impressive.
This is definitely not a hard talk.
Because, Ye Fan's gaze and disdain for Shangguan Hong are revealed in every word.
Yes, the meaning is obvious.
Normal people can feel it.
Only if Ye Fan really looked at Shangguanhong and looked down on Shangguanhong from the bottom of his heart, would he have this kind of emotion.
It's definitely not speaking arrogantly, nor speaking harshly when death is imminent. There is a huge difference between the two.
Shangguan Hong's face turned pale.
Ye Fan's staring words made him extremely angry and lost his face. He really wanted to see Ye Fan kneel down and beg for mercy, but he was afraid that he would not be able to.
In this case...
Then let's end it.
At this moment, Shangguan Hong even forgot that the powerful man behind the scenes wanted him to arrest Ye Fan instead of killing Ye Fan.
Shangguan Hong was so angry that he wanted to beat Ye Fan into a pulp so that he could vent his anger and resentment and feel better.
"Kid, even if you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, you will die eventually. Even if Xiang Qiankun comes, I can't save you!"
"Let's hit the road."
Shangguan Hong struck down with a punch.
Ye Fan was never one to sit still and wait for death. His silver hair danced wildly, he put down Shangguan Feipeng, and his hands bloomed with brilliance.
The natal essence and blood are burning.
Ye Fan's aura was rising steadily, and it seemed that he had reached the top in an instant.
"Buzz!"
In his mind, the brand of Dao Fist shines brightly.
The shadow of the Emperor rose involuntarily behind Ye Fan. This time, Ye Fan looked solemn and slowly shook his fist.