Chapter 912: The strong gather!

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Zhao Chengqian's scolding sound was like a thunder that shook the ground, bursting open in the mountains, agitating echoes.

"Stab!"

The next moment, Zhao Chengqian's eyes were sharp as a knife, and he looked up and down Ye Fan, as if to see through his soul.

For such misunderstandings and even defamation, Ye Fan didn't bother to defend himself.

It's like the lion doesn't care about the gaze of the sheep. With Ye Fan's current strength, it is enough to ignore the ninety-nine percent of the people under the world, and will not be angry at all because of the provocation of an ant.

But his silence made Zhao Chengqian think that he was a guilty conscience, so he didn't dare to say anything.

"Huh! Boy, I told you something to break your mind! Advise you to stay away from Yanran and stop thinking about it, otherwise, I will never let you go!"

As he said, Zhao Chengqian waved his fist, the surrounding air seemed to be torn apart, and the sonic boom vibrated the tympanic membrane.

"I will avenge my grievances and beat them back! Zhao Chengqian, you really opened my eyes!" Ye Fan sneered and continued: "Those who are clear will clear themselves, and those who are muddy will be turbid! Why should I explain to you?"

After speaking, Ye Fan turned around and strode out toward the depths of Yunwu Mountain.

"Ye Fan, wait!"

Zhao Yanran yelled, her tone full of guilt.

However, Ye Fan did not stop, instead he walked faster and faster, his figure completely covered by the clouds.

At this time, Zhao Yanran turned to look at Zhao Chengqian, and said angrily: "Uncle, how can you be such a savior to me?"

"Yan Ran, the uncle is here, so I see a lot of this kind of kid! He seems to have nothing, pretending to be indifferent to fame and fortune, and gaining your favor. In fact, it is wolf ambition, wanting to climb the dragon and the phoenix! This kind of trick of catching and playing, Maybe you can be fooled, but you definitely can't fool me!" Zhao Chengqian categorically cut the line.

"He's not that kind of person!" Zhao Yanran said angrily.

"Hey... Yanran, you girl is too innocent!" Zhao Chengqian sighed quietly, and continued: "This Yunwu Mountain is not a popular attraction, it is remote and off the beaten track! How did he happen to meet you, don't you think it is strange? ?"

"Uncle, are you saying he is following me? No! Impossible!" Zhao Yanran kept shaking her head with a look of disbelief.

"What's impossible? In my opinion, you were in distress on the high-speed rail yesterday, and it was strange! The two assailants, most likely hired by him, deliberately acted as a hero to save the United States. You!" Zhao Chengqian said.

When Zhao Yanran heard this, her eyebrows tightened, and she didn't know how to refute it.

But she didn't believe that Ye Fan would be that kind of person.

"Oops!"

Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something, and exclaimed: "Ye Fan, he walked into the mountain, should he not encounter any danger? Uncle, let's go in and find him!"

"Hey..." Zhao Chengqian shook his head helplessly and said: "Yan Ran, for your face, if he is in danger, I will take action!"

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Chengqian turned around again and looked at the old monk next to him. His attitude had undergone a big change of 180 degrees, and he respectfully said: "Master Huiming, it's too early, let's enter the mountain!"

"Amitabha!" The old monk said the Buddha's name and continued: "Zhao Shizhu, Lao Na has a lot of origins with your ancestors of the Zhao family, so I agreed to visit Yunwu Mountain with you! But can you find the power left by the heavenly powerhouse? Treasures are all by chance, even Lao Na is not sure about it!"

"Master Huiming, you are willing to go out of the mountain, I am already grateful!" Zhao Chengqian said, then took a step towards the Yunwu Mountain.

...

Yunwu Mountain is not big, but under the clouds and mist, the visibility is very low, at most only a few meters of the surrounding scenery can be seen clearly.

However, this is not difficult for Ye Fan, his divine consciousness expanded, and the wind and grass within a radius of several hundred meters were clear.

He doesn't have to worry about shocking the world here. He runs his internal energy. His figure is like an arrow from a string, and the clouds and mist around him are blown away in a blink of a thousand meters, as if a vacuum tunnel is formed.

A quarter of an hour later, he suddenly realized that there were hundreds of martial artists in front of him.

Ye Fan slowed down, went around a corner, suddenly enlightened, and a clearing appeared.

The open space is about the size of a football field. At this moment, there are hundreds of warriors gathered together, in groups of three or five, dressed in various costumes, from different sects, all tensed, fearing each other.

These people are obviously coming for the treasures left behind by the heavenly powerhouse.

Even though Yunwu Mountain is full of agencies and dangerous and dangerous, but wealth and wealth are in danger.

Every ten years, when the formation is loosened, many martial arts experts will come here admiringly.

At this moment, more than ten people in the field have been injured. Obviously, there have been conflicts before, and they have fought hard.

And Ye Fan, the uninvited guest, immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the court.

"Huh! Huh! Huh!"

In the next moment, hundreds of hostile eyes fell on him, full of hostility and murderous aura.

There are also a few powerful gods that spied on his strength in secret.

Ye Fan didn't care either. With his current realm, even if he was a powerful celestial man, he was very aware of his true combat effectiveness.

On the surface, he is no different from ordinary people.

Ye Fan also found that this place is full of strong people.

Among these warriors, the weakest is also in the Yellow Realm, and there are many strong in the Profound Realm.

There are also a few breaths, which are particularly prominent, as if standing out from the crowd, they should be the strongest.

"Jie Jie Jie!"

Suddenly, a strange smile came from the southwest corner.

A man with a hideous face and scars on his face suddenly took a step forward, staring straight at Ye Fan, his face was full of cruelty, and said brazenly:

"Huh... the treasure knife in my uncle's hand hasn't drunk blood for three days! I just happened to use this silly boy to sacrifice the knife!"

With that, the scarred man drew a long knife from the sheath around his waist.

The blade is extremely sharp, shining with cold light in the sun, and even at a long distance, you can feel a strong smell of blood that cannot be removed.

Seeing this scene, many warriors around were gloating and waiting for a good show.

"This kid is so unlucky that Duan Tiande was staring at him!"

"This period of natural virtue is a master of the Profound Realm. The'Blood Drinking Knife' in his hand is even more powerful. I don't know how much blood of the strong can be drunk! Rumor has it that you must drink blood every three days, otherwise it will bite your master!"

"Hey... this kid is definitely dead!"

...

For a moment, everyone in the field looked at Ye Fan's eyes, as if they were looking at a corpse.

In their opinion, a "mortal man" like Ye Fan was targeted by Duan Tiande. There was no possibility of surviving, and he could only become a dead soul under the sword.

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

"Stick!"

Duan Tiande's face was full of grinning, holding a blood drinking knife, and walking towards Ye Fan.

For a while, the atmosphere was tense and tense.

Upon seeing this, Ye Fan frowned and was about to shoot, crushing Duan Tiande to death like an ant.

At this moment, an old voice suddenly came from behind everyone, like Hong Zhong Dalu:

"Amitabha Buddha, kindness is kindness! Duan Donor stays under the knife!"

As soon as this statement came out, Duan Tiande and the other warriors in the field turned their heads, and saw Master Huiming, Zhao Chengqian, and Zhao Yanran walking out of the clouds.

"Abbot Huiming of the Jade Buddha Temple?!" Duan Tiande raised his eyebrows, his expression gloomy, and asked: "What? Do you want to interfere in Lao Tzu's affairs?"

"God has the virtue of living well, Donor Duan, everyone is here to seek the treasure, why do you want to kill?" Master Huiming said, walking to Ye Fan.

Duan Tiande's face was green and white, obviously weighing the pros and cons.

In terms of strength, between him and Master Huiming, there is no one who will win me.

In his opinion, it is not worthwhile to deal with a small person at the risk of injury!

At the next moment, Duan Tiande grinned and said: "Huh! Good luck for this kid! Master Huiming, I will give you a face!"

After speaking, he turned and returned to the crowd.

At this moment, Zhao Yanran stuck out her tongue playfully next to Ye Fan on the small runway, and said: "Ye Fan, are you okay?"

Before Ye Fan could speak, Zhao Chengqian next to him said:

"Boy, Master Huiming just saved you once, it's more than the kindness you saved Yanran yesterday! Don't be brave, get out of Yunwu Mountain, this is not a place for you to stay!"