The nine water pillars connected to the sky, which really shocked the onlookers.

Where have the little rich seen such amazing skills? They deeply believe that it is the tricks made by high technology, and even think that it is an acrobatic performance arranged by Qin Hanlin.

"I followed the old man to learn. I didn't want to mention much. The old man stuffed it all into me. Up to now, I don't even know what level I am. Today, I want you to tell me."

Ye Fan looked at the nine water columns, his eyes showed joy, and calmly said these words.

Wu Xingyun nodded and said, "your master is an expert. I admire him very much. He can teach a talented disciple like you. He is more evil than little King Wu. Ye Fan, you are destined to be famous in the martial arts world. However, before that, you need to defeat me."

"I will."

Ye Fan said confidently.

Wu Xingyun laughed: "those who dare to beat me can count with one hand in the whole martial arts world. Boy, don't just talk. Show me the details."

"Poof."

At the moment when Wu Xingyun's voice fell, Ye Fan made a "pop pop" explosion within a hundred meters.

Then.

A curtain of water rose.

"This!"

Wu Xingyun was stunned and opened his mouth.

Ye Fan's vigorous Qi actually set off a water curtain, like a huge curtain to block out the sky and the sun.

Ten meters, twenty meters, thirty meters

Fifty meters!!

Wu Xingyun looked up and couldn't believe how powerful it must be to achieve this level.

It's like rolling the positive jinyujiang upside down. It's like Mount Tai pressing the top. It's unmatched.

Ye Fan stood under the water curtain, looming, "Wu Changlao, look at my inside information?"

"Strong strong."

Wu Xingyun said three strong words in a row. He trembled with excitement. Instead of fear, he was full of war.

A person like him, a group of people at the peak of martial arts and Taoism, rarely meet an opponent. He is still so young. Of course, he wants to play heartily.

Although the inside information of Ye Fan's skill surprised Wu Xingyun, that's all. When the master fights, the inside information is on the one hand. It can only be seen if you really fight.

"Ye Fan, among the great masters under the age of 50, I would like to call you the strongest!"

"Is there anything more powerful than me over the age of 50?"

"Ye Fan, don't be arrogant. You need to know that there are people outside the people. There are many great wonders and strange people in the world. In the light, the Lord of the martial god temple can crush you; there are many old monsters in the dark. Who knows how powerful they are."

"The Lord of the martial god temple can crush me? Are you sure?"

Ye Fan didn't believe it and was surprised, even a little shocked.

He has shown such powerful details that Wu Xingyun still said such words. It can be seen that the Lord of the martial god temple is terrible.

"Hahaha, Ye Fan, although you have achieved great accomplishments, you have finally seen and broken the contract too many years ago. The Lord of the martial god temple is known as the person closest to God. Your inside information is not enough to compete with him."

"The Lord of the martial temple is a legend of his life."

"Cultivate at the age of 20, become a master at the age of 30, stabilize the peak of martial arts and Taoism at the age of 40, and now there are five in 40. I don't know how strong it is."

Wu Xingyun's eyes were full of awe. Then, his eyes were sharp and shouted, "Ye Fan, the time is almost the same. You don't have to fight in nonsense."

"Come!"

Say war and fight without delay.

Boom!

Between breathing, the two collided.

Ye Fan and Wu Xingyun punched each other and retreated, but ye fan retreated only ten meters, while Wu Xingyun retreated fifteen meters.

"Awesome!"

"Come again!"

Wu Xingyun refused and launched a thunderstorm like attack.

Although he is nearly 70 years old, his body is very strong, even strong, and the power of each punch is terrible.

At the level of Wan Guihai, I'm afraid I'll be killed by Wu Xingyun.

Even those in the echelon of Min Dong and Jiang long may not be the opponents of Wu Xingyun.

Ye Fan took his time in the face of this storm like attack without leaving a chance to breathe.

"Bang!"

"Bang Bang..."

This is the dull sound of the physical collision, which makes the scalp numb. The vigorous Qi of the two people to the roaring sound is rampant, which turns the whole Jinyu River upside down.

"Whew"

A water wave rushed into the sky hundreds of meters high, which contained vigorous Qi. It couldn't disperse in the air. It fell like an iron rod and hit the river bank, leaving traces on the cement road.

"Poof."

It was a water curtain, which was blasted by Wu Xingyun.

Turned into countless drops of water, like a silver needle, submerged.

Wu Xingyun roared wildly. When his fists were waved, there was a faint transformation of vigorous Qi. The gathered strength made Ye Fan frown.

"Kill!"

This blow is strong enough.

Ye Fan was shocked and his mouth spilled a trace of blood. He nodded and said, "that's interesting, but unfortunately, your inside information is still insufficient. How many times can you make such an attack!"

Wu Xingyun was silent.

Ye Fan's strength is beyond his imagination. The more he hits, the more he is frightened. He feels that ye fan is an invincible monster.

impossible!

Wu Xingyun roared in his heart. How could he lose to a yellow haired boy.

"Ah ah."

At this moment, Wu Xingyun roared up to the sky. The whole battlefield exploded, and a vortex spread out, right at Ye Fan's feet.

"Ye Fan, go down."

Wu Xingyun didn't know when he killed Ye Fan's head and took a palm with countless vigorous Qi.

In a hurry, Ye Fan bombarded with a fist.

"Bang."

The force of the bombardment shook him to fly and sink, and just fell into the vortex. A huge force came and pulled him down.

"Flooded!"

Wu Xingyun's face was cold and merciless. A large area of river water irrigated Ye Fan.

Master is not an immortal, but also to breathe.

Without oxygen, you will die.

Wu Xingyun stood on the river and observed the movement. He was up and Ye Fan was down, hands tied and feet tied; As long as ye fan has a cold head, he can blow Ye Fan's head with one punch.

"Ha ha ha."

Qin Hanlin laughed, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and said proudly, "Qin Luoyin, sorry, I won after all."

"It's not over yet. It's too early to make a final decision." Kong Yunsheng snorted coldly.

"Kong Yunsheng, you rely on your old and sell your old here. You dominate in Qingzhou. If you are a dragon, you have to lie down for me. And Nangong hurt you. I give you a chance and leave now. Otherwise, I will take it with you. Don't think I dare not!"

Qin Hanlin was very fierce, but he was ignored by Kong Yunsheng and others.

This made him angry. He was about to give orders to take Wan back to the sea. Suddenly, a change occurred, and the jinyujiang roared dully.

Wu Xingyun was blown up.

A water dragon rises from the sky, and on the faucet, the young man in white is as majestic as God.

"Brother fan!"

Qin Luoyin shouted in surprise.

"Impossible!"

Qin Hanlin was like a ghost. His face was pale and his body trembled.

The Dragon soared into the air and then dived down.

"No!"

Wu Xingyun had no time to deal with the injury, so he turned and ran away.

Ye Fan is invincible!

This is what he thinks at the moment.

Even losing face is better than dying here.

"Ang."

Ye Fan opens his mouth and sends out a dragon chant.

However, in the eyes of the audience, it was the water dragon roaring. Up to now, in addition to the top rich, others still feel that high technology is a cover up, which is a performance arranged by Qin Hanlin.

"Poof."

Wu Xingyun, who was running on the river, was bleeding from his seven orifices by the sound of dragon singing. He turned back and just saw the water dragon coming.

The ferocious dragon head opened its mouth to devour him.

"Don't --"

"-- brother ye, spare your life!"

Wu Xingyun roared in horror.

But it didn't help. The water dragon swallowed him up.

Ye Fan jumped down, the water dragon hovered in the air, exploded ten seconds later, and a man covered with blood fell down.

The blood dyed the river red.

Wu Xingyun has lost his combat effectiveness and suffered heavy losses. The whole person can't move and drift with the tide.

"Ye, brother ye, my men... Show mercy!"

Seeing ye fan floating, Wu Xingyun begged for mercy in fear.

"Do you think I'll let the tiger go back to the mountain?"

"I have value."

Ye Fan's eyes were half open and closed, like a black box. It was uncertain. He said indifferently, "start, persuade me to spare your life."