Chapter 165: Crush! Crush!

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Under the master, all are ants!

Although Xiang Haoxuan was among the same age, he rarely met rivals.

However, encountering an immortal cultivator like Ye Fan who is comparable to the realm of the master, the kendo strength he is proud of seems so vulnerable.

Looking at the palm pressing towards him, Xiang Haoxuan was stiff, and he didn't have the strength to move a little finger.

For the first time in his life, he felt the threat of death close at hand!

Although Ye Fan didn't use the power of the four spirits in this palm, Xiang Haoxuan could not resist Xiang Haoxuan just by relying on Xiaocheng's "Cangtian Overlord Body" power.

"boom!"

Under the pressure of the giant palm, the surrounding air was drained instantly, and the sound of sonic boom was endless.

Xiang Haoxuan even had a hunch, let alone his own mortal womb, even if it was a **** or a monster, it would be crushed to death and turned into powder.

For a while, despair came to my heart!

At this critical moment, an angry shout suddenly came from the gate of the auction venue:

"Evil thief! Stop it!"

In the next moment, a sword rainbow was like a long dragon, carrying the momentum of destruction, fast as thunder, and pierced towards Ye Fan's vest.

If this sword is stab, even if Ye Fan shoots Xiang Haoxuan to death now, I am afraid the vest will be stabbed by the long sword, and blood will splash on the spot!

...

"Elder Nie!"

Feeling that fierce and unparalleled sword intent, Xiang Haoxuan, who had already fallen into despair, burst into ecstasy in his eyes, as if a drowning man saw the straw.

"This is the Thunder Sword of the Taiyi Sect! The divine sword is out, the storm is moving, the sky is shocked!"

In the field, someone explained the origin of the attack.

In his anger, Elder Nie didn't leave his hand at all. A dark purple electric light flashed above the three-foot green front, and his surging inner strength turned into thunder, and his body turned into a purple electric mad dragon, as if to swallow Ye Fan.

Although Ye Fan turned his back to Elder Nie, he could feel the sharpness at a certain distance.

However, he didn't have any sense of panic. Instead, he showed an eagerness to try, and laughed: "Haha...good come!"

Immediately afterwards, Ye Fan's palm stagnated in mid-air and did not continue to press against Xiang Haoxuan.

Seeing this scene, Xiang Haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief, as if he had walked through a ghost gate and finally escaped.

At this moment, Ye Fan turned around and looked at Elder Nie, who was violent and imposing like a rainbow, and suddenly pushed his right fist, actually preparing to shake the thunder sword with his body.

"Xuanzong Heaven and Earth, Wan Qi is the root. The body has golden light, reflecting my body!"

The misty and majestic voice sounded in the arena.

And Ye Fan's body burst out with a dazzling golden light, illuminating the entire auction venue.

He used the power of basalt, displayed the "Golden Light Armor", and added the "Overlord Body" Xiaocheng, this defensive power should be the term "solid as golden soup".

The internal strength in the dantian surging out like the Yangtze River bursts, and the solid golden armor seems to have added an indestructible glove to him.

Feeling the tremendous changes in Ye Fan's body, Elder Nie, who was holding a long sword, suddenly shrank his pupils, subconsciously giving birth to a sense of fear.

He even felt that the surrounding air had become solidified and sticky, his body seemed to be trapped by an invisible net, and his speed was stagnant.

But at this moment, his shock thunder sword was already on the string and had to be sent, and he could only stab Ye Fan.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corners of his mouth. He said lightly: "Thunder Sword? Haha... It's useless and vulnerable!"

As he said, he slowly fisted, and the surging inner strength burst like a volcanic eruption, but in an instant, the monstrous power was compressed into a point and condensed in the right fist.

"boom!"

The quantitative change caused a qualitative change, and above Ye Fan's right fist, suddenly the light was shining brightly, as if to recreate the sun out of thin air!

Ye Fan is like a **** holding the sun and the moon,

This punch shook the hearts and minds of everyone in the court, as if possessing the power to destroy the world.

This punch is enough to upset the world and sink the land!

If the sky punishes me, I will break the sky!

If the ground hinders me, I will split the ground!

Heaven and earth, I am the only one!

...

"boom!"

Finally, the iron fist bombarded Elder Nie's Thunder Sword.

"Stab!"

The three-foot long sword was completely broken into hundreds of pieces after only resisting it for a moment.

Until Juli went away, he bombarded Elder Nie's body like a wave.

Although Elder Nie is a strong half-step master, he is still like an ant, without any resistance.

His body was knocked into the air by dozens of meters, and then he fell to the ground with a "Peng" sound.

"Puff!"

The next moment, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of red blood, his face was pale, his chest was hollow, and he did not know how many ribs he had broken.

That extraordinary power is shocking.

But at this moment, the big movement here finally attracted the attention of the entire Taiyimen.

At the door of the auction venue, dozens of Taiyimen disciples immediately swarmed in, surrounded Ye Fan and blocked any direction of his escape.

"Qiang! Qiang! Qiang..."

The sound of the long sword being unsheathed is endless.

The faces of those Taiyimen disciples were full of unstoppable anger.

The Taiyi Sect can be regarded as the best in the Jiangnan martial arts sect, and countless young martial artists are proud to worship Taiyi Sect.

Nowadays, there are outsiders who are killing them in Taiyimen. How can they not be angry?

Suddenly, the overwhelming murderous aura flooded Ye Fan, and the temperature in the field instantly dropped to freezing point.

The warriors of the other faction who were watching by the side also shrank to the corner immediately, for fear that they would be involved in this dispute and cause death.

At this moment, three more old men came together.

The three of them are about 60 years old, their beards and hair are all white, their robes are different from ordinary disciples.

Seeing these three elders appear, Xiang Haoxuan, who was still embedded in the wall, shouted loudly, "Elder Zhu, Elder Ma, Elder Hou, come and save me!"

Hearing this, the three elders looked at the mess in the arena, and finally their eyes fell on Ye Fan, their eyes widened, and they shouted:

"Boy, who are you? Do you dare to be wild in my Taiyi gate? Is it impatient to live?"

"Niezhang, don't think that you have learned something, and you look down on the heroes of the world! In my Taiyi Sect, you hurt the elders and disciples of my sect. The sins are extremely sinful and unforgivable. Don't blame me for being ruthless under the sword!"

"Yes! If the head is here, you can take your life easily with just one move. Don't hurry up and kneel to admit your mistakes, maybe there is still a chance!"

...

The three elders are all in the realm of half-step grandmasters, and their words contain their supreme will, which turns into invisible mental attacks.

If it is an ordinary person, under this coercion, I am afraid that his liver and gallbladder would have been scared, and his knees would tremble.

But Ye Fan seemed to have thought of something, with a weird expression and a joking smile on his face, urging him:

"Zhu (pig), horse, waiting (monkey)! Haha... Add a monk and a sand monk, and you can get a group of five people from the West, and directly shoot "Journey to the West"!"

As soon as these words came out, the three elders were taken aback, and it took more than ten seconds to realize that Ye Fan was joking with their surnames.

For a while, anger surged in their chests, the three of them had their hairs on end, and flames were burning in their eyes.

Elder Ma, who was standing in the middle, turned his head and said to the two people around him: "Junior Brother Zhu and Junior Brother Hou, the strength of this dog is good. Let us join forces to kill him here!"

"Really!" the other two nodded.

Ye Fan raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "Hehe...you Taiyi Sect, you don't pretend to be an upright sect, how can you do such a despicable act of bullying the small and multiplying the enemy? If this matter is spread, I am afraid I will laugh at the whole Jiangnan martial arts world!"

As soon as this statement came out, the expressions of the three elders were a bit ugly.

The warriors of other schools in the corner also began to whisper.

In terms of age, these three Taiyimen elders combined, I am afraid they are all nearly 200 years old.

If they join forces to besiege Ye Fan, it is really unreasonable and disgusting.

But at this time, Elder Ma's eyes shrank, and he said harshly: "What a stinky boy with sharp teeth! Do you think that we can pour dirty water on our Taiyimen? Muddy, unfair, comfortable! To deal with a cruel and vicious person like you, there is no need to talk about morality!"

"Yes!"

The elder waiting next to him also said cruelly: "Brother, this kid has such strength at a young age. It is really against common sense! In my opinion, he has practiced some kind of quick magic skill that hurts the nature and reason. Maybe it is a small man. Devil boy!

If he is allowed to do evil, rampant and domineering, I am afraid that in a few years, he will become an out-and-out demon! Now that we kill him, it can be considered a way for heaven! "

This elder looks like a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, triangular eyes, and a hooked nose.

In just a few words, he will buckle Ye Fan's head with a **** bowl and characterize him as a man in the magic way. In the end, he will not forget to advertise himself and make himself look like a great hero.

In their opinion, as long as Ye Fan is now beheaded, even if they spread out with more bullying and less deceit, other sects at most dare to criticize in private with the current power of the etheric sect!

And it won't be long before this matter will be forgotten.

"Hehe...you Taiyimen elders, who look like fairy tales, are actually a group of respectable hypocrites! If this is the case, then I don't have to scrupulously converge!"

As Ye Fan said, he hooked his fingers to the three of them provocatively, and then the tone was raised, with a hint of domineering arrogance in his voice:

"No more nonsense, you three, let's go together! The three ants together can't shake the tiger! To me, you are like ants!"

...

"presumptuous!"

"Arrogant!"

"court death!"

The three Taiyimen elders shouted almost at the same time, and then they drew their swords. The people walked with the sword and turned into three long rainbows. From different angles, they pierced Ye Fan's throat, chest, and lower abdomen.

Elder Ma was the fastest, the sharp sword pierced Ye Fan's throat first.

"Taiyi Golden Light Sword!" He shouted, and then a golden light emerged from the tip of the sword.

This is the supreme trick of the Taiyi Sect. It is rumored that if it is practiced to the extreme, if it is performed at night, it will be illuminated as much as the day within a few miles, and its power is huge.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan used the power of the white tiger to slightly bend his five fingers into claws, protruding out like a tiger's mouth, avoiding the attack of the long sword, and violently grabbed the right wrist of the elder Ma holding the sword.

"Crack!"

Elder Ma's right wrist broke in an instant under the blow, and the long sword in his hand fell to the ground.

His eyes were cracking, the intense pain twisted his facial features together, and then a deafening wailing broke out.

"I didn't see the doorway, shameful!"

Ye Fan said coldly, like a comment on the blow.

At this time, Elder Hou's long sword pierced his chest from the right side, as if to penetrate his heart.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan turned his claws into fists, so he used his skills to blast an iron fist.

The long sword shattered in an instant under the shaking of the heavenly tyrant's body, and Elder Hou's body was also like the previous Elder Nie Yuan, like a broken kite, flying upside down ten meters.

"Only the form, not the god!"

Ye Fan spoke again, his tone full of disdain.

In the end, Elder Zhu's long sword intertwined a sword curtain in mid-air, like there were hundreds of long swords, which was dazzling, and it was impossible to detect where the body of the long sword was.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan ignored it and let the long sword pierce his lower abdomen.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly there was a sound of golden and iron mingling in the field, but Ye Fan was unharmed.

However, because of this sword, Elder Zhu was only three feet away from Ye Fan.

Ye Fan lightly stretched out the index finger of his right hand, volleyed a finger, and the turbulent internal energy shot out, hitting Elder Zhu's lower abdomen.

"She!"

The blood spurted out like a pillar, dyeing Elder Zhu's clothes red. He took seven or eight steps, then stretched out his hand to cover his lower abdomen and fell to the ground.

"I'm not good at learning, I will practice for another ten years!"

Ye Fan said coldly, without a trace of emotion in his voice.

One claw, one punch, one finger!

With only three moves, Ye Fan made the three Taiyimen elders in the realm of half-step grandmaster completely lose their combat effectiveness!

In the eyes of everyone in the field, even if Ye Fan is a martial artist, he will inevitably fall under the siege of the three.

They never expected that it would be a one-sided situation!

Crush! Crush!

At this moment, Ye Fan's biting gaze was like a sharp slash, sweeping the group of Taiyimen disciples not far away, and said:

"Who else is not convinced? Come one, kill one!"