At this time, everyone looked in the direction of the ruins, and saw Song Yushu step by step.
He crawled out of the ruins, and a deep depression appeared in his chest, and even many bones could be seen to be distorted. This was obviously a great trauma.
"Unexpectedly... Song Yushu's hard punch before, causing such severe trauma, this Ye Fan's fist is too terrifying!"
"That punch was full of powerful destructive power. Although I didn't notice it at the beginning, but later, when that punch was released, that force was completely beyond the reach of the cultivator of the Second Stage of Tribulation! Ye Fan is definitely hiding his strength."
"No matter what, let's see what happens next!"
Everyone wanted to read this Song Yushu, as the core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land, now being so humiliated, what would they do? They also wanted to see how Ye Fan responded.
Song Yushu walked over slowly, looking at Ye Fan from a distance, his face was full of anger.
He could not think of the current situation.
Before he fought Ye Fan, the only scene he could think of was a crushing victory, making Ye Fan kneel in front of him and show off in front of Yun Qingwu.
However, everything was in vain.
Not only didn't he see it, but he was pressed by Ye Fan step by step, and even became his defeat.
"Ye Fan, my physique is not trivial. Since I was a child, I don't know how many miraculous medicines I have taken, even if it is the aura of the top grade, I am afraid it will hurt me to such an extent, what method did you use!"
Song Yushu was very puzzled and dissatisfied with the current situation. He wanted to know why.
As the core disciple of the Shuiyue Holy Land, he is full of luck. The master is the elder of the Holy Land, and the teaching he received is the best. Even the magic weapon and medicine used are the best.
Since everything is the best, why can't it resist Ye Fan's attack?
In fact, not only Song Yushu, but everyone else in the room also wanted to know Ye Fan's secrets, but who would be so stupid to tell their secrets?
"Are you kidding me? If you lose, you lose. Look at your Qing Tianpeng, it's better than what you do. If you know you can't, just give in!"
Ye Fan pointed to the prostrate Qing Tianpeng and said to Song Yushu.
"what did you say?"
I was so angry just now that I didn't notice Qing Tianpeng's behavior, but now Song Yushu was shocked.
He widened his eyes and looked at his spirit beast Qing Tianpeng. Now he really bowed his head in front of Ye Fan, like Ye Fan's pet.
"Hahaha..."
Many monks laughed, which stimulated Song Yushu's self-esteem even more.
Unexpectedly, Qing Tianpeng, a super-powerful spirit beast that he has raised for many years, is now actually a pet for Ye Fan. Is there still a reason?
"Ye Fan, you bastard, what did you do?"
"Song Yushu, I didn't do anything. This little guy still wants to avenge you. It's a pity. It finally surrenders to my hands and completely obeys my instructions. How, not bad?"
"Asshole!"
Song Yushu was anxious, but he knew that his current state was not Ye Fan's opponent at all.
He took out a pill and swallowed it quickly.
Everyone was envied for a while, knowing that it was the unique healing pill of Shuiyue Holy Land, no matter how severe the injury, as long as it was taken by this pill, it would soon be able to recover.
"call……"
Sure enough, after a dozen breaths of recovery, Song Yushu exhaled a suffocating breath, and the body's functions recovered very quickly.
"It's really amazing, the healing gold pill of the Shuiyue Holy Land, Song Yushu was hurt so badly just now, it seems like a okay person now!"
"Hey, this is the advantage of the Dazong Sect. People are still core disciples, let's not think about it."
"Shuiyue Holy Land is worthy of being the first gate of the Ziwei Galaxy!"
Many monks thought that Song Yushu was about to take revenge, and they all locked him and Ye Fan's position.
Song Yushu rushed towards Ye Fan, staring at him fiercely, with a grim face, and gritted his teeth and shouted: "Bastard boy, I am the core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land. You are a small trash thing from the stars at the end of the 36th stall. Dare to hurt me, you are looking for death!"
"Don't you know your identity, do you know the consequences of hurting the core disciple in Shuiyue Holy Land? You are dead."
"Ok……"
Seeing that Song Yushu had no abilities, the strength of this nonsense was quite strong. Ye Fan didn't change his face and ignored him, as if he was taking his words into ears.
Everyone looked at the scene in front of them, speechless for a while, thinking that Song Yushu was going to sacrifice some super supernatural powers to avenge him, but he didn't expect that he would have opened his mouth.
"Song Yushu, could it be that the Guizhou donkey's skills are poor, and the power of the water moon holy land is used to suppress Ye Fan?"
"I don't know, but looking at the scene in front of me, it really is like this!"
"This Ye Fan is so powerful, he actually made a core disciple of Shuiyue Holy Land become furious!"
The cultivators of the other stars were a little stunned. Could it be that Ye Fan's strength was still higher than Song Yushu, who ranked 36th among the core disciples?
If this is the case, then Ye Fan would be too terrifying. With limited resources, he can cultivate to this level. He is really a genius among geniuses.
"Asshole, talk, what are you waiting for!"
Listening to Song Yushu's nonsense, Ye Fan was a little impatient.
"You punched me, and I gave you a punch. What's the problem? This is a fair fight. People who are inferior in skill are thinking about how to improve themselves. Instead, they move out of the sect to suppress me. It's ridiculous!"
Ye Fan finally spoke, but Song Yushu flushed with anger as soon as he spoke, and he didn't know how to refute it.
As the Tianjiao of the Shuiyue Holy Land, Song Yushu's cultivation is still above Ye Fan, using various magic weapons for body protection, and now he has actually lost.
This sense of loss caused Song Yushu's self-esteem to be hit as never before.
In front of Yun Qingwu, he completely lost himself, and his heart was beyond description.
This kind of anger made Song Yushu's eyes crimson, and he was almost mad. His murderous aura spread in all directions, with a stance that he wanted to kill.
"Why, want to kill me? But, do you think you have that ability?" Ye Fan asked proudly.