Chapter 342: I promise not to kill you!

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Quiet!

Deathly silence!

In the banquet hall, there was no sound, and needles dropped.

What happened just now has caused an unprecedented visual impact and soul shock to everyone.

Even after many years, I am afraid they will not forget this situation.

Looking into the distance, Ye Fanyi is not stained with dust, standing proudly, his straight waist is like a sharp sword that pierces the sky.

At his feet, there was a mess, full of injured warriors.

At this moment, Ye Fan was like a murderous **** stepping on a sea of ​​blood, as long as his mind moved, he could kill everyone!

However, he is not the one who kills without blinking.

In the battle just now, Ye Fan started very well, although he made a group of warriors lose their combat effectiveness, they did not hurt their bones and meridians!

It's not that Ye Fan is afraid of the family sect behind them. If he wants to kill, let alone some young warriors, even the celebrities in the Huahai martial arts world will not be regarded by Ye Fan at all.

However, now that Chinese martial arts is declining, these young martial artists are not easy to practice, and they are likely to become the mainstay of martial arts in the future, so he is merciful.

But in the eyes of everyone, Ye Fan's combat effectiveness is still too terrifying!

Weakness limits their imagination!

In the hearts of these ordinary warriors, the grand master is already an unattainable existence, at the top of the martial arts!

They don't know that there are strong and weak points among the masters.

Heaven, earth, mysterious, yellow!

Grandmasters like Yang Baichuan who have entered the Yellow Realm for the first time are at the bottom of the food chain in the eyes of the strong of the Sejong Sect, like ants.

Of course, even Yang Baichuan, if there is no great opportunity, I am afraid it will be difficult to reach the hidden Sejong gate in his lifetime.

If the powerhouses of the Hidden Sejong Sect were all running like Chinese cabbage, they would not match the word "Hidden World"!

...

At this moment, Ye Fan's face didn't have any complacency, as if he had shot a few flies to death.

He turned around, glanced at all the remaining warriors in the field, and said lightly:

"Who else is not convinced?"

Hearing this provocative remark, everyone in the field was taken aback for a moment, and then immediately looked away and lowered their heads, no longer the aggressive appearance before, such as a bereaved concubine, and did not dare to look at him at all.

If someone else said such a thing, I am afraid that everyone would have been angry and angrily shot!

But now, after seeing Ye Fan's unpredictable strength, who would dare to go up and die?

This is clearly a peerless murderer who pretends to be a pig and eats a tiger!

What's more, Ye Fan looks at most eighteen or nine years old. If he is given a few more years, how terrifying will he grow?

At this moment, a question arose in everyone's heart——

Which supreme sect or force can cultivate such a peerless arrogant?

Chinese martial arts is actually a very small circle.

Young powerhouses like Ye Fan should have been well-known to China, but before that, they had never heard of Ye Fan's reputation!

At the same time, the older generation masters who have been famous for a long time in the field, although their faces are so gloomy, they seem to be rooted at their feet, and they dare not act rashly.

Many of the disciples of them were injured by Ye Fan, but they did not dare to come to seek revenge!

If you can defeat Ye Fan, naturally the best.

However, if you are defeated by a young man, you will be embarrassed to go to your grandma's house, and you don't have to be in the circle if you pass it out!

And they asked themselves, if they were besieged by dozens of warriors, they would definitely not be as easy as Ye Fan.

...

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

For a time, countless eyes fell on the Tai Chi master Yang Baichuan.

In a sense, this happened because of him.

Moreover, Yang Baichuan was regarded as the strongest person in the field, and the well-deserved martial arts master was most likely to defeat Ye Fan.

In addition, his closed disciple Song Qingyun is the most seriously injured person in the field. He has not yet recovered from the fainting. Even if he is treated afterwards, it is very likely that he will be completely useless, and martial arts can hardly improve.

In this situation, Yang Baichuan could not pretend to be deaf and dumb, whether it was because of his own face, but to avenge his disciples.

Otherwise, he will definitely become the laughing stock of the entire Huahai martial arts world!

"Step! Step! Step!"

At this time, Yang Baichuan walked out of the crowd, and everyone around made way for him.

When he reached a distance of three feet in front of Ye Fan, Yang Baichuan stopped, his eyebrows swept away, his eyes cut out like a sharp blade.

"boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a substantive coercion came out, like a sleeping fierce beast suddenly awakened, opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and wanted to kill the world!

Even though they were far away, they could feel that horrible breath, which was chilling and immobile.

"Grandmaster, don't be insulted! Boy, today you slander my reputation and hurt my disciple! This deep hatred, you must report!"

Every word of Yang Baichuan contained monstrous anger, which exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

The temperature in the entire banquet hall dropped to freezing point instantly.

Everyone only felt an unprecedented chill, and the heavenly spirit cap poured from the soles of their feet, as if they were about to freeze their bodies and souls.

Feeling the power of this horror, including the famous martial artists such as the He family Patriarch, there was a huge wave in everyone's heart, secretly said:

"Oh my God! Is this the power of the Grand Master? It's terrifying!"

"My body seems to be pressed against a Kunlun Mountains, and I don't have the strength to move my fingers!"

"If you don't enter a master, all are ants! This legendary realm is invincible!"

"As long as Zhen Yang takes the shot, there is no chance that the kid will survive!"

At this moment, everyone looked at Ye Fan's eyes as if they were looking at a corpse.

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The biggest difference between a great master and an ordinary warrior is that he can use his own power to communicate with the world, and even borrow the vitality of the world at any time for his own use. There is an implied principle between the gestures.

But now, under Yang Baichuan's anger, even though he has not made a move, the temperature around him has changed tremendously. This is a method that only a master can display.

People like the Patriarch of the He family were all martial artists at the peak of the Ninth Stage, only one step away from the master.

However, this seemingly inconspicuous step is as difficult as reaching the sky!

I don't know how many people have been stuck in the 9th-Rank realm for their entire lives, even if they die, it will be difficult to make progress.

Looking at Yang Baichuan's posture, it was obvious that the real fire was moved, and he was ready to use all his strength to deal with Ye Fan.

In the eyes of many people, although Ye Fan's strength is far beyond imagination, as long as Master Yang makes a move, he can easily be defeated!

After all, that is a great master!

For ordinary warriors, the master is the supreme existence, like a dragon on the nine heavens!

The only one who can be the enemy of the master is another master!

But they did not believe that such a young Ye Fan would be a great master!

At this time, Yang Baichuan's momentum reached its zenith. The robe on his body was windless and automatic, his knees were slightly bent, and he put out a hand-held wild horse split mane. A yin and yang fish is drawn on his chest, which implies Taoism.

Coupled with his immortal style, he has a childlike appearance, and he is full of demeanor!

Road to Road, very Avenue! The name can be named, very famous!

Tai Chi practitioners are born without extremes, the machine of movement and static, the mother of yin and yang. Movement is divided, while static is combined. Nothing is too late, just stretch with the song.

"what?"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan raised his eyebrows and his eyes were surprised.

Before seeing Yang Baichuan practice Tai Chi Kungfu, Jin Yu was frustrated outside, and he was naturally disappointed.

But at this moment, the aura that Yang Baichuan revealed was more than twice as strong as before. It seemed that he had hidden a few killer skills, which made Ye Fan a little interested.

"Huh!"

Yang Baichuan yelled violently, his eyes were burning with anger, and he looked at Ye Fan sternly: "Boy, make a move! Otherwise, once the old man makes a move, you won't even have the chance to do it!"

Hearing these overbearing words, Ye Fan did not get angry, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, revealing a playful smile, and said lightly:

"Haha... finally came across a decent opponent, barely able to fight me! Yang Baichuan, don't worry, I will show mercy and promise not to kill you!"