In the room, Leng Meiren never expected that Ye Fan would dare to speak wildly, and leave so lightly, she simply regarded this matter as child's play.

In her deep eyes, a raging flame suddenly burned, and she could no longer suppress the anger in her heart, and said sharply:

"Presumptuous, stinky boy, do you know who you're talking to? Stop!"

However, Ye Fan turned a deaf ear and continued to walk forward.

"Look for death! believe it or not, I'll kill you!"

As soon as the words fell, the cold beauty was like an arrow off the string, rushing towards Ye Fan with the momentum of devastation.

"Sting!"

At the same time, the dagger she had hidden in her sleeve resurfaced, and the murderous moment appeared.

The cold light flickered, cutting through the air, and the sound of breaking the air resounded through the room, and the tip of the blade pointed directly at Ye Fan's neck.

Under the anger, Leng Meiren showed no mercy to her subordinates at all, and used twelve percent of her strength.

If ordinary people take this blow, I am afraid that blood will be splattered on the spot, and their heads will fall to the ground, and there is no possibility of survival at all.

But Ye Fan didn't have any intention of dodging at all, and his footsteps didn't stop.

Just when the dagger was still a few millimeters away from Ye Fan's skin, he stretched out his left hand without looking back, and walked towards the dagger.

"Zheng!"

A sound of gold and iron resounded.

In mid-air, sparks splashed everywhere.

The next moment, the unthinkable happened-

That dagger did not cut off Ye Fan's left hand as Leng Meiren imagined.

On the contrary, the middle finger and index finger of Ye Fan's left hand actually clamped the sharp blade, causing it to hover in mid-air, unable to move, and it was difficult to move an inch.

In the field, there was a strange scene.

The dagger of the cold beauty, as long as it advanced a few millimeters, could stab Ye Fan's neck.

But this little distance is like the end of the world, and there is a gap that can never be bridged.

No matter how hard Leng Beauty tries, her internal strength is like a stone sinking into the sea, and it will not help at all.

Under the tremendous pressure, her face changed wildly, and even crystal sweat droplets appeared on her forehead.

You must know that although she is not known for her strength, the dagger in her hand can be described as a rare divine weapon, sharpening iron like mud, blowing hair and breaking hair!

Even if it is a strong person who cultivates kung fu from a foreign family, he will be easily broken by his defense.

With the sharpness of her dagger, she has slain one powerful enemy after another on the battlefield!

But now, Ye Fan not only steadily overpowered her in strength, but the toughness of his physical body also completely exceeded her imagination.

The two slender and slender fingers are like thousands of mountains, extremely thick and unshakable.

For a while, the cold beauty did not advance or retreat, and fell into a dilemma.

At this moment, the corners of Ye Fan's mouth rose slightly, revealing a faint smile, and said, "Little girl, with you, you can't kill me!"

As soon as the words fell, his two fingers were slightly forced, only to hear a "click", the extremely sharp dagger actually broke in response, and half of the sharp blade fell to the ground and became scrap metal.

Looking closely, the incision was extremely smooth and flawless, which showed the great strength of Ye Fan.

Seeing this scene, Leng Meiren's face turned pale, and she subconsciously took a few steps back, protecting the old man's side, as if she was facing a great enemy.

"Huh...... Don't worry, I'm not a bad person, if you want to do anything wrong, you will already be a corpse when you were downstairs just now!"

Ye Fan said, turned around and continued to walk outside.

......

"Wait!"

At this moment, the old man spoke again: "Hmph...... Young man, what kind of place are you here? How can you come and go when you want?!"

His old voice was majestic, and it contained an irresistible will.

"Boom!"

The next moment, the momentum on the old man's body skyrocketed, climbing endlessly, like a dormant dragon suddenly awakening, vast and deep as the sea.

The domineering momentum overwhelmingly pressed towards Ye Fan, and the atmosphere was majestic, giving people a feeling that the sky was overturned and the mountains and rivers were shattered.

Martial artists below the grandmaster are afraid that they will be pressed on the spot to bow down and worship.

However, this is just the beginning.

"Sting!"

Suddenly, the old man's sharp eyes bloomed with a burst of dazzling light, as if a round of stars appeared in the room out of thin air, making people dare not look directly.

"Crackling!"

Suddenly, there was a sound of electric light and sparks in the silent room.

Eyes are electrified!

In this gaze, the old man's lifelong martial will is gathered, even if he is in a wheelchair and can't move, he can still use it to attack the enemy.

In Ye Fan's sight, everything in heaven and earth seemed to have dissipated, leaving only the old man in front of him.

His figure then became tall and majestic, like a god in this small world, supreme, shocking the universe and dominating the world!

For a while, Ye Fan's whole body was tense, and it was invisibly like a Kunlun Mountain Range, falling from above the Nine Heavens and pressing his body.

Every muscle, every inch of skin, and every meridian has been tortured like never before.

What is even more shocking is the suppression of the spiritual level, which makes Ye Fan's soul tremble, just like a creature instinctively feels afraid when facing a natural enemy, and can't even raise any heart to be an enemy of it.

In Ye Fan's mind, a word subconsciously came to mind-

Heavenly powerhouse!

The old man in front of him is definitely a heavenly powerhouse!

Such a terrifying aura, he had only felt it on his father Ye Nantian.

......

The four realms of the grandmaster, heaven, earth, Xuan, and Huang!

There is a huge chasm between each realm, and it is almost impossible to fight across borders.

Now, Ye Fan has entered the Foundation Building Realm, and according to the division of the secular world, he is equivalent to the Grandmaster of the Xuan Realm!

Throughout the whole of China, it can be regarded as a rare existence, but compared to the heavenly powerhouse, it is still 108,000 miles behind.

The heavenly powerhouse, like a god, is like a fairy, and he is at the top of the martial arts.

With a snap of his fingers, he dominates the mountains and rivers, cuts the common people, and reverses yin and yang, which is enough to make the wind and clouds change color and the ghosts cry and be shocked!

"Galala! Galala!"

Immediately afterwards, all the bone joints on Ye Fan's body made a sound like firecrackers, and it was difficult for the divine weapons to hurt his Heavenly Overlord in the slightest, and under such terrifying coercion, it seemed that he could not hold on.

Ye Fan's figure was shaky, as if he was incarnated as a lonely boat in a storm, fluctuating, and he would be paralyzed to the ground at any time.

But his eyes were red, he gritted his teeth, desperately urged the internal strength in the dantian, tried to break free from the shackles, and walked towards the door.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

He took three steps forward in quick succession, each with a loud bang that cracked the floor.

"Huh?!"

Seeing this scene, the old man was slightly surprised, swept his eyebrows, and scolded:

"Hmph...... Even the younger generations dare to make a big fuss in front of me? Don't you just be caught and kneel on the ground and beg for mercy?"

As soon as the words fell, Ye Fan only felt that the pressure on his body had increased tenfold, and his muscles and bones were thunderous.

The corners of his mouth also oozed a trace of red blood.

However, Ye Fan tried his best to frantically squeeze the internal strength in the dantian, and his backbone was always straight, like a sharp sword piercing the sky, and he said word by word:

"My generation of hot-blooded men can be defeated, but they can't be defeated!"

"I'd rather bend than bend!"

......

Because of the great pressure, his speed of speech is not fast, and it is even extremely difficult to speak, but every word, as heavy as a thousand pounds, reveals a supreme will, which is moving.

Time passed minute by minute, and Ye Fan also reached the point where the oil ran out of lamps, and he couldn't last long.

Just as he was thinking about whether to use the "Kunpeng Swallowing Heaven Technique" at the bottom of the box and fight to the death, he suddenly found that his body was loosened, and the invisible coercion disappeared in an instant.

The sudden pressure difference made him uncomfortable all of a sudden, and he took several steps back in succession before he stood still.

"Aha......"

At this moment, the old man let out a heroic laugh and said:

"It's been a long time since I've met such an interesting young man! People must not be arrogant, but they must not be arrogant! Boy, you have won my respect with your strength, and I apologize to you for my previous neglect!"

As soon as these words came out, the cold beauty next to her trembled, like an electric shock, and her face was full of incredulity.

She knew how extraordinary the old man's identity was, and she could even slap the table against the face of the No. 1 chief.

For the first time in so many years, he took the initiative to apologize.

If this matter spreads, I am afraid that it will shake the entire high-level of Huaxia.