"And, though you're on the list."

"But I'm sorry, a person who has stepped into the title by means of the next three kinds of means is not worthy to stand here and speak to me."

Ye Fan's words are calm and slow, like the breeze sweeping across the mountains and forests, quietly ringing.

However, it was Ye Fan's words that fell in the ears of Kong Ming and others, but they were like thunder, which immediately set off a storm in the hearts of people.

All the people on the scene are almost scared crazy by Ye Fan.

"Damn it!"

"He's a bad writer?"

"Is this hot summer boy crazy?"

"How dare you speak to the king of India like that?"

"Does he really know what to do?"

...

"it's like an idiot!"

"Doesn't he know that the king of India is the master of titles?"

"He's just a martial arts master. How dare he speak ill of the strong in tianbang?"

...

many people only felt numbness in their scalp at that time.

Look at Ye Fan's eyes, as if looking at an idiot.

Before their loss, they still felt that the young man in the hot summer was young and promising, and that he would become a great success in the future.

But now it seems that they think too much.

"Such arrogant, arrogant and ignorant idiots will hardly achieve anything in the future."

"Even if you don't die today, you will surely die in the future."

Among the crowd, people look at Ye Fan from afar, but they comment secretly.

Even Lu Yan Xi, all the reverence and admiration for Ye Fan had disappeared.

What she likes is a strong and excellent gifted teenager, rather than a conceited and arrogant idiot.

Yes, today's Ye Fan is no different from an idiot in people's eyes.

Even Michael Jones and other big and young people who are backed by Truman know how to judge the situation and be flexible.

Can ye fan, but in the face of the title master, still do not know convergence, even speak ill.

Such acts are undoubtedly self defeating.

"Ah ~"

"it's too young after all."

Kong Ming shook his head and sighed.

He has no hope for ye fan.

Everyone knows that when ye Fan said what he said just now, he had no way to live.

There is a saying in the world of martial arts that the master should not be humiliated.

No doubt, it is even more so!

Insult this, die.

Sure enough, the originally peaceful king of India burned the sky, and the anger in his old eyes had been released without concealment.

"Boy, do you know that you are playing with fire now?"

"My king has lived a long and aboveboard life. How dare you, such a small generation, talk nonsense and spit out blood here!"

Burning sky angry voice back.

"> then ye laughed.

"A lifetime? Open and aboveboard? "

"Burn the sky, say these words, don't you blush yourself?"

"I ask you, thirty years ago, it was also in this land of America."

"But the Indian strongmen, led by burning heaven, pretended to form an alliance and then attacked secretly?"

"By despicable means, attack and kill the strong man of xiawu road and take away yuanlingguo?"

Before the cave, Ye Fan's sneer resounded.

Moreover, every time Ye Fan said a word, his momentum would be strong.

Until the end of the day, Ye Fan was as powerful as an abyss and a rainbow.

He took a step forward and drank in anger.

"Burning the sky, I ask you again, fifty years ago, when your teacher was seriously injured, you bullied your teacher, destroyed your ancestors, killed all your teachers, and stole his skills that he did not pass on?"

What?

Hearing this, burning sky suddenly changed color.

He looks at Ye Fan's pupil and suddenly shrinks.

However, Ye Fan's words did not stop.

His eyes and brows were cold, and he drank again. The thunder exploded and the world shook.